Date: 2010-12-10 01:27 pm (UTC)
"Yeah," he murmured back into Jim's mouth. "I know how you like me giving it to ya slow, don't ya," They also liked it fast, rough, in the shower, bent over, standing, hanging off the table - nothing was off-limits, not yet. Bones chuckled into another kiss, wondering when the hell he'd become such a sybarite.

But his stomach was rumbling now, had to satify that beast before focusing his attention on Jim. One hand reached down and smacked Jim's ass firmly. "Dinner," he told him, pulling back and heading toward the plates of food. "Then cycling. Then messin' around."

It was his idea of a damn good evening.
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