Any other time, Jim might've laughed at the thought of being carried to bed like this, but right now he couldn't bring himself to. Bones was so gentle as he lay him down on the mattress that he couldn't help a warm flutter that spread through his chest, making the very skin of his cheeks tingle with a faint blush.

His knees propped up as he shifted more comfortably, his own hands settling on Bones's sides and sliding up to his chest, fisting the fabric of his shirt when he leaned down to kiss him. Tipping his head, he returned the brief kiss, chasing after Bones's lips for a second and more lingering kiss.

"Don't be ridiculous, Bones," he huffed, almost rolling his eyes at that, then smiling warmly as he nudged the side of Bones's thigh with his knee. "First of all, this isn't some kind of diplomatic mission and you don't have to give back anything. There's no keeping score here, alright? Secondly, you give me plenty. So stop that right now."