[ That might really do the trick, embarrassingly enough. He's going to murder Jim if he ever does it. But not actually murder him, more like. Turn red and threaten to, but not go through with it.

It certainly will be a while until Bones trusts Jim enough to share his feelings with him -- considering how long Bones was married, he takes these things seriously, and he's not looking to get hurt again, that's for sure.

Which is why he feels a little stupid, agreeing to this. But this is just Jim wanting to "live a little," it doesn't mean anything. And more than that, it'll get Jim off his back, which is the goal. (Is it?) ]

Shut the hell up.

[ Bones practically growls, reaching forward to grab Jim by the back of the neck, and force him down a bit, so he doesn't have to lean up at all. He's a doctor, he's got steady hands, and despite his rough words, his grip is firm but not violent. There would almost be something clinical to this, if Bones wasn't licking his lips as he leans into Jim's ear. ]

Remember, you practically begged me for this. If I get shit from your maker about it, I'm telling 'im that you wouldn't let me off this damn balcony until I bit your damn goose neck.

[ And that's all the warning he gives before he leans down and digs his fangs in, all steady and sleek as his teeth break flesh and blood starts to seep through. The bit isn't gentle, you can't really be gentle with this, but it's certainly not unkind. ]