George jerked himself off again, and the rolled to face Bones. "Fuck'n perfect, Bones." He kissed Bones deeply. "So perfect." He was an unrepentant cuddler after sex. He liked the physical contract, craved it. "Loved it." Reaching between the cushions he pulled out a pack of wetnaps, and laid Bones out on the couch. Always keep the wet naps close by. He took one out and started to slowly wash Bones, trailing kisses where the the cloth cleaned.