Jim let their mouths play over each other, the slight roughness of Bones' cheek against his, the liquid play of the tips of their tongues. He let himself reach around and pull Bones close by his ass, squeezing what undoubtedly one of his favorite parts of the man against him. He grinned at the thought and moved his head so he could mouth at Bones' jawline, deciding he wanted to watch Bones shave this morning.
He couldn't deal with the straight razor, was grateful he wasn't allergic to suppressors, but watching Bones slowly scrape his jaw clean with that sharp edge in the mornings..
He growled a little at the mental image, nosing under Bones' ear.
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Date: 2010-05-11 12:38 pm (UTC)He couldn't deal with the straight razor, was grateful he wasn't allergic to suppressors, but watching Bones slowly scrape his jaw clean with that sharp edge in the mornings..
He growled a little at the mental image, nosing under Bones' ear.