There was a quick inhale at the feel of the fingertip breaching him. Bones had an idea of how he looked but he didn't want to think about that, just wanted to focus on the feelings, the sensation of being so exposed out here in the open.
Trust Jim, he did, with his life and more. Bones pressed back into Jim's hand with a quiet groan.
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Date: 2010-12-12 05:14 am (UTC)Trust Jim, he did, with his life and more. Bones pressed back into Jim's hand with a quiet groan.