That sounded fucking fine to him - Bones didn't relish the idea of a cycle ride back to their place just yet, not with an ass as sore as his was going to be for the next few hours.

Kissing Jim soft, Bones sighed and lay on his back a moment before sitting up. Yeah, this place was a little more exposed than he cared for. Still not quite believing what they had done, he gathered bits of clothes and shoes and blanket. "After you, captain," he murmured, smiling at the twigs and grass in Jim's hair. Bones decided he must look a sight.