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He had to roll his eyes. Of course Jim would be impossible. But it wasn't in irritation or frustration. More a fondness for the blonde and his stubbornness. He like Jim exactly how he was. Even when he wanted to strangle him sometimes for being so damn ornery.

"Of course it does. What was I thinkin'?" He arched a brow feigning a look of being scandalized before breaking into a soft laugh. In the end, he hummed a happy almost melting sound at the kiss and the way Jim's thumbs smoothed over his face. Such little things made him mush and he knew it. And especially today. Today when Jim gave him everything. "I know, ya little exhibitionist." He teased lightly and dropped in closer to kiss the corner of Jim's eye softly before kissing his cheek next in soft succession.

"I believe you." Where he always did, this time the words were heartfelt and full of gratitude. Something he punctuated by wrapping Jim up in his arms as he lowered down to rest his cheek against Jim's chest and shoulder lightly. Close enough he could just listen to the beating of his heart. "Love ya, darlin."

"The way you throw that around, you almost make it sound like I'm proposing we have sex in the middle of a public park," Jim pointed out teasingly, though he knew well what Bones meant. Still, he didn't mind. Yeah, sure, he was always more prone to public displays, but honestly Bones never was too far behind, more often than not meeting him halfway with those affectionate gestures, even when there were other people around.

"Love you too, babe," he said, the term of endearment a little teasing, lips pressing to Bones's hairline in a soft kiss. "We should sleep too, if we want to make it an early day. How about we crawl under the covers now, hm?"

"See, I wouldn't mind it so much if people just didn't see you like that. It really dampens the idea." Really that was mainly it now. He'd loosened up a great deal in some ways when it came to how he acted in public with Jim. Took time, but he was getting there. But to be honest, he hated the idea of anyone seeing Jim like that. That was just... his. Maybe that made him possessive, but he didn't want to share that with anyone else.

Smiling at feeling of lips to his hair, he finally peeled himself up off of Jim and arched a brow. "Less clothes." Not necessarily naked. But he was too damn stuck on the feeling of skin against skin with Jim. So maybe he didn't wait for an answer as he pulled Jim up into a sitting position so he could get a hold of his shirt and pull it off over his head... not even waiting for it to clear away completely before he kissed Jim while smiling.

"Yeah... wouldn't want anyone else seeing you like that either." Jim couldn't even say he hadn't been overly public and even a bit of an exhibitionist a few times before, but those were... well, casual hookups. Meaningless flings. Jim couldn't have cared less what other people got to see. But he definitely didn't want anyone else to see what only he could see when he was with Bones. Those moments were for him and him alone.

Jim let out a laugh at the answer, his arms raising promptly as Bones started tugging his shirt up. "You really love getting me naked, don't you?" A tease, as he returned the kiss briefly, still grinning as he fell back on the bed, wearing only his sweatpants and socks. "Better now, or am I still too overdressed for you?"

He had to smile at the returned sentiment. Enough that he kissed him again, hands sliding over his stomach and up to cup Jim's neck softly as he took his time to give him a lingering kiss. A brow rose as a flicker of playfulness echoed in his eyes. "It'll have to do. So sue me, I really like the feeling of your skin on mine. Got a complaint, gorgeous?"

Leaning back, he pulled his hands away so he could catch the hem of his own shirt and pull it off in one sweep of his arms. Tossing it on the floor along with Jim's, he knew he'd pick it up first thing in the morning. For now, it was just in the way. Leaning in, he almost kissed him, but instead he pulled the bed covers out from under the blonde and managed to get them both under them before dragging the other man into his arms. "In all honesty, I like you better without a stitch on. But I'll behave now."

Jim chuckled at the words first, letting out a drawn-out pleased hum as he watched Bones take off his own shirt, his hands sliding up from Bones's knees to his hipbones, fingertips brushing lightly across skin. "No complaint. Not ever."

His hands pulled away so he could shift around a little, hips lifting off the bed to help him tug the covers down from under him, arm draped loosely across Bones's middle as he shifted closer and cuddled up to the doctor's side underneath the sheets. "You pervert," he murmured with an amused lilt, tipping his head to kiss the nook just below his shoulder, cheek brushing against the skin right after. "Sleep well, Bones."

"Thought so." He grunted the word softly as he leaned down closer and kissed him again. It didn't have to be about sex. To be honest, before Jim, he'd not been the type that craved it all the time. Rather just when the moment hit him. Moments just seemed to hit a lot when Jim was involved. He took that as a good sign he found the right person.

Wrapping Jim up close, he let one hand rest on the line of his back where fingertips softly traced and drew along the spine in idle fashion. He instantly rolled his eyes at the pervert comment, however. "Right. I'll remember that next time you want me out of my clothes." Snorting quietly, he slipped his other hand into Jim's hair and started to softly play with the strands gently as his eyes fell closed. "Sweet dreams, darlin'."

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