"Mm," he hummed around a mouthful of food, swallowing down before speaking up. "I think you just like me in your lap." He wiggled his hips rather pointedly as he said that, raising his eyebrows then winking at Bones. Not that he could talk much, because he enjoyed it just as much, but then again he hadn't meant it as an accusation. Far from it, really.

"Don't know," he shrugged, cutting up another corner of the tart, this time taking it up to Bones's lips. "What do you mean? Aren't we doing something right now?"