[Jim murmurs something entirely unintelligible, possibly not even words or attempts at them so much as just sound. His long-lashed eyes blink open a few times, heavy-lidded.
But he's pliant like this, much more willing to give in than to fight. Bones says to relax--he does so, shifting just the slightest bit so more of his weight rests against the doctor's body. It's easy to give in to this, to those touches, the warmth of Bones' body against his back. He shivers at that new press of lips, but otherwise he settles, eyes falling closed again, his breaths heavier and more audible in response to being caressed.]
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But he's pliant like this, much more willing to give in than to fight. Bones says to relax--he does so, shifting just the slightest bit so more of his weight rests against the doctor's body. It's easy to give in to this, to those touches, the warmth of Bones' body against his back. He shivers at that new press of lips, but otherwise he settles, eyes falling closed again, his breaths heavier and more audible in response to being caressed.]