Date: 2010-12-12 12:54 am (UTC)
It was harder to concentrate on the road when his body was getting more interested in Bones' hands and mouth than what they were doing. He slowed down some, leaning back into Bones' weight. "Gonna get us killed," said just barely loud enough to be heard, wanting more of it.

Then the canopy broke above them, leaving the stars spread out wide above them. Jim took it as a sign, bringing the cycle to the side of the road and just idling there, tightening his thighs.
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