Jim doesn't really know when or how - maybe someone bumped into him, maybe someone spoke, he doesn't know. He just knows the moving bodies are parting for him, that the lights are getting brighter, the music louder, and Bones' hips are in his hands.
He should have asked first, but Jim's body didn't see fit to ask him either, and he looks down, letting the rhythm of Bones' movements guide his own into motion. The guy over Bones' shoulder is either really jazzed about the threeway or pissed, Jim doesn't really have it in him to translate his flashing eyes right now. He just knows he's moving, and something that's been locked up in his chest for months is beginning to unravel.
Jim can breathe. Sucking a full breath of air into his lungs, Jim tilts his head, finally seeking out Bones' eyes with wonder in his own.
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Jim doesn't really know when or how - maybe someone bumped into him, maybe someone spoke, he doesn't know. He just knows the moving bodies are parting for him, that the lights are getting brighter, the music louder, and Bones' hips are in his hands.
He should have asked first, but Jim's body didn't see fit to ask him either, and he looks down, letting the rhythm of Bones' movements guide his own into motion. The guy over Bones' shoulder is either really jazzed about the threeway or pissed, Jim doesn't really have it in him to translate his flashing eyes right now. He just knows he's moving, and something that's been locked up in his chest for months is beginning to unravel.
Jim can breathe. Sucking a full breath of air into his lungs, Jim tilts his head, finally seeking out Bones' eyes with wonder in his own.