She Wants to Dance With Me - Rick Astley
Jim Kirk's reputation preceded him: a slut. A womanizer. SO when he approached his first officer and asked him to dance, Spock was understandably wary. But the captain just wouldn't take no for an answer, and Spock found himself out on the dancefloor. Jim's hands made no attempt to explore Spock's body, and he seemed content to dance with him rather than seduce him. He wrapped his arms around Spock's waist and held him tight, swaying to the music. Spock rested his hands Jim's hips, and Jim smiled up at him. Spock was confused.
"Captain, I do not understand," Spock murmured later. Jim had lured Spock back to his quarters, and they were lying together in his bed. But they were cuddling, still fully clothed, and sharing Vulcan kisses - a practice Jim said he had looked up on the ship's computer. The lights were low - and yet they were drifting off to sleep.
"You're different, Spock. I know I'm a manwhore and I've seduced half of the woman on this ship. I actually like you - I don't want to scare you away. I'm not looking for a one night stand this time." Jim wiggled out of the bed and extended a hand to his Vulcan friend. "Will you dance with me?"