Sometimes, maybe most of the time, they didn't need words. Instead, they could tell words, sentences, entire speeches through their mouths and hands. It was something Bones knew instinctively, Jim had mastered and taught more every day.
It lasted long because Jim wanted it to. He wanted to... as cliche as the word was... make love to Bones. He wanted to give Bones that release, something full body and mind, that he hoped would ease some of the strain. Ease some of the worry. Ease some of the tension. Tomorrow morning probably would bring all new problems, new strains the fight wasn't gonna help, fuck but... just an hour or so where it didn't matter.
His mouth spoke silent words into Bones' skin, gentle and soft. His hands sculpted an orgasm that came slow and steady, like waves on shore instead of the usual fiery inferno. Just them, together, as one.
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Date: 2010-01-25 05:47 pm (UTC)It lasted long because Jim wanted it to. He wanted to... as cliche as the word was... make love to Bones. He wanted to give Bones that release, something full body and mind, that he hoped would ease some of the strain. Ease some of the worry. Ease some of the tension. Tomorrow morning probably would bring all new problems, new strains
the fight wasn't gonna help, fuckbut... just an hour or so where it didn't matter.His mouth spoke silent words into Bones' skin, gentle and soft. His hands sculpted an orgasm that came slow and steady, like waves on shore instead of the usual fiery inferno. Just them, together, as one.