Title: Play of the non pony variety
Author: Emily
Rating: T? Not explicit enough for M—the sex is implied.
Pairing: BB, of course.
AN: I know I need to be working on my LWD fic, but seriously, the conversation in the diner? It spoke to me. Silly 100 word drabble. And yeah, I hate the title, but I couldn't think of anything else!
My partner collapsed on the mattress next to me, his breathing as ragged as mine, his skin just as damp with sweat. I tilted my head and glanced up at him. He had a ridiculous grin on his face, and I knew what was coming.
"So, Bones, still wondering if there's a difference between crappy sex and making love?"
He'd won and he knew it. I simply smiled and slid on top of him.
"Prove it again?"
He nodded.