Author's note- This is just a one shot I wrote on my phone when I was bored at work. I'm not a writer and this probably isn't any good, but I thought I'd post it anyway! Enjoy:)
Booth and Brennan entered their apartment, the tension in the air thick. They'd gone on a date, but wound up arguing about trivial things the whole time.
Brennan was annoyed. Why did they do this? They were fighting about things that didn't matter, but kept doing it even though they knew it was pointless. They wound up saying hurtful things over such petty things. She ignored Booth and went to the bedroom, grabbing some clothes before heading to the bathroom.
Booth changed into a pair of old sweats and grabbed a beer. Vowing not to be the one to break the angry silence, he went to the living room and turned on the tv.
30 minutes later, Brennan emerged from the bedroom and sat on the other side of the couch.
"Booth…" she started, but he quickly interrupted her.
"No, I'm sorry Bones. I didn't mean any of it. I don't even know what we were fighting about."
Brennan gave a soft laugh. "I don't either and I'm sorry. Sometimes I just don't want anyone else to win, and that's not fair." She got up, clearly upset. It was hard for her to handle arguments in their relationship still, because even though she knew it wasn't at all likely, she sometimes feared that Booth would walk away.
Booth got up and backed her against the wall, covering her mouth with his. She gasped at the heat of him, and kissed him back, needing him close. He started pulling off her clothes, while she shoved his pants to his ankles. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. His mouth moved back to hers, and he slammed his hips against hers, his erection pressing hotly on her stomach.
Brennan reached down and grabbed him, eliciting a harsh moan from Booth.
"Now, Booth." She demanded.
He was only too happy to comply. He lifted her up and pushed into her as she wrapped her long legs around his waist. He immediately began moving inside of her, almost violently. Brennan sank her teeth into his shoulder, moaning and holding on as he slammed into her. Booth felt her nearing her release, and slid his hand down and rubbed her. She came hard, crying out as he continued to pump into her. As Booth found his own release, he moaned her name, shuddering as he spilled into her.
After a few moments, Brennan slid down and they went to the bedroom. They just lay together for a while, sated and relaxed.
"If we have makeup sex like this every time, we should fight more often." Booth said, stretching contentedly.
She laughed and kissed him. "I love you. Even when you make me angry."
Booth grinned. "Maybe I just make you angry so you'll sleep with me."
Brennan slapped his arm. "I seem to recall sleeping with you many times when I wasn't mad."
"Like now?" He asked smugly, pulling her on top of him.
"If you're lucky." She said teasingly, sliding down over him, taking him deep inside her body.
"I'm very very lucky." Booth said.
And indeed, it did turn out to be a very lucky night.