[ Of course McCoy is too busy grumbling to notice the mistletoe on the streetlight that they happen to cross under at the same time, bumping into her because really, neither of them are paying enough attention to their surroundings. ]
Er-- [ And suddenly his hand is on the back of her neck and he's kissing her. ]
[ Oh god, she really is good at this -- and as if that weren't enough, she's really getting into it. Shit. It is kind of hard to pull away when he's got a lovely lady attached to his mouth and she's getting into it.
His mind may have just short-circuited slightly in an attempt to balance 'morals' out with 'that is really fucking nice'. Sorry about that, Amy. ]
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Er-- [ And suddenly his hand is on the back of her neck and he's kissing her. ]
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And it does mean she's rather good at this, too. Kissing back enthusiastically, one hand on his shoulder and the other running down his back. ]
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His mind may have just short-circuited slightly in an attempt to balance 'morals' out with 'that is really fucking nice'. Sorry about that, Amy. ]
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Really, Bones, who needs morals when they could be kissing Amy Pond? ]
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... [ He feels like he should say something, but all Bones manages to do is clear his throat. ]
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Cat got your tongue?
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Think that was you, actually.
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Yeah. Guess it was.
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This happen a lot around here?
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And I'm not a complete stranger. Pretty sure I introduced myself.
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Well. They're still under the mistletoe, actually. ]
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And yes. They are. They should... move. Or something. He'll just attempt to shift out from under it, then. ]
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And she notices his shifting and leans forward again-- don't worry. This time just for a peck on the cheek, and completely compulsion-free. ]
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