Jim was this close to just laughing for no reason whatsoever. He felt drunk on happiness alone right now, and it was a heady feeling that made his head light and his heart float as if he were flying, and though he felt a little silly for thinking of it that way, he really couldn't care less.

"It's a two-way road, babe," he offered with a lilt and a grin, teasing Bones a little with that term of endearment. Not that Bones particularly seemed to mind whenever he used it, and he found that he rather liked it too. Especially when they were close together and alone like this.

"I like being it for you," said with a sigh, fingers sifting through Bones's hair just above the nape, the fingertips of his other hand trailing down the top of his spine. "I mean, not that I'd ever let anyone steal you away from me, now. Too late. Never letting you go now."