"You make great kids, Bones," Jim breathes, and then he can't talk for kissing her. She feels so good against him, so right like only Bones ever truly has, and now that he's begun to let himself Jim can hardly get enough. Pulling her closer, Jim kisses her like he's dying for it, all his doubts falling away with the hitch of her chest moving against his. "Fuck, Bones, you don't know how much I want that."