It was getting dark now, proper evening, the forest canopy above them blocking out even more of the star light as they passed in and out of the trees.

Jim's body was warm, and Bones pulled himself closer. Being here, the smell o the trees and curve of the road filled his head with memories, the best memories. He let his hands slide up and down Jim's torso and he playfully pinched a nipple again as his teeth grazed the back of Jim's neck.

"Feel so good," he murmured into Jim's skin, rubbing himself against Jim's backside.