Captain James T. Kirk

Things had been different ever since Spock's Pon Farr. He'd had to try and reassure his boy that he'd done nothing wrong, even if most of it was forced. No, all of it was forced, but he'd learned to deal with it. Part of his body had enjoyed it, despite the bruises and cuts that covered his body later on. That had been a fun one to try and explain to Bones. But his best friend didn't interfere and knew not to. Right now, however, they'd just landed on a rather beautiful planet, taking a bit of shore leave. It was time anyway, they all needed it.