[Okay, that gets a laugh out of him, and he points at Kyle very firmly.]

First of all, unless you've developed a killer case of amnesia, I actually kissed you first. Second, trust me when I say that's not really a boundary you can cross with me, I'm pretty sure my crew has a betting pool set up every time we set foot on an alien planet to see how many of the locals I have sex with.

[It's a warning as much as a statement. Flings are disposable for Jim, even if he has... some measure of care for the women he sleeps with, he rarely sleeps with someone he cared about first. It's why he was never really serious about Uhura, after that initial bout of interest. He liked her too much. Casual sex partners were pretty much interchangeable to him, but his friends, his crew was irreplaceable.]

Third, I prefer women, but it's not like I don't make exceptions for the cute ones, and you do have sexy ankles, so.

[He shrugs.]

No strings. The rest's up to you.