He'd never know, he supposed, if the reception they were getting had to do with the absence or the gender. But Jim was not the type to care--he was secure enough in his Jim-ness that he could well forgive McCoy being particularly delighted to discover his macho boyfriends were now the more familiar shape for his previous sexual escapades. His neck arched against Bones' mouth, little gasps escaping his lips that didn't sound like him at all. The friction of McCoy's shirt against his nipples was pleasant, but not as much as he expected skin to be.
"Want you both," he murmured, in case there was some lingering doubt.
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Re: Conference Room - Deck A
Date: 2010-01-28 12:23 am (UTC)"Want you both," he murmured, in case there was some lingering doubt.