Date: 2010-12-15 01:03 am (UTC)
Jim's fingers dug into the blanket and the ground beneath it, his breathing hard above Bones. It felt like all the cool night air was gone and there was just the heat between their bodies, molding them together and everything that it could mean. His head bent until his forehead touched Bones' back, feeling hot sweat there, his hips jerking erratically as he got close, close, until everything melted, tightened, and released.

It left him pinned against Bones' backside, his hand squeezing tight on the flesh in it until it shook with the effort of it. There was only just enough mind, the rest of it gone and spinning out in the stars looking down on them, to pick up the pace his hand had been setting before he stopped. "...C...Come on, baby," Jim whispered against the skin his lips could taste.
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