[ Jim's always had that feeling, really. Not that Bones doesn't often complain with good reason, but Jim thinks over the years he's gotten used to a whole lot, and he eases into a lot of things that would've frozen him in his spot with worry or fear during the first few years they'd known each other. Still, hearing Bones fuss and complain has become something of a habit, for him. If the good doctor is silent throughout one of his more... unusual ideas, then clearly something is very wrong. ]

Mm, I think it's been establish I'm always a damn tease. [ His smile stretches wide and upwards enough to reach his eyes, the corners wrinkling just so. Leaning in, he presses a soft kiss to the corner of Bones's lips, not looking to deepen the contact at all but still not pulling away too soon— nor too far back, for that matter. ]

You know, it's not exactly private here, but no one's going to be watching us. We can at least cuddle and sleep next to each other. Promise I'll do my best not to shove my hand down your pants halfway through the night. [ He's kidding, obviously. ]