"Hey Bones! Ya called? Caroline was saying something about... uh about the.. uh-mm ..." Booth found himself losing the ability of speech when he eyes spotted the small sprig of mistletoe. Thoughts about kissing Bones, as well as things deviating from aforementioned kissing, made the FBI Agent really hot and bothered. He scooted to a stop just barely underneath the red berries and pointy leaves, eyeing it suspiciously.
"Yes, Booth, I did call. What were you saying about Caroline? Booth? Hello?" Brennan lifted her head up from her desk, and immediately started sweating. Damn it! Kissing Booth is going to be no big deal, she reasoned, just a means to an end. Well, it could lead to a much naughtier end, her brain quipped, but she shoved the idea firmly into a deep, dark hole.
She slowly got up from the desk and stood next to Booth, eyes brimming with apprehension. Sex and kissing are signs of affection, common in all species, natural to our genetic make-up, she shouted in her head against the wave of unfamiliar fear. She placed a level look on hear features.
"I thought come Christmas festive decorations would add a little color to the place, though I do not perceive how a simple spruce of vegetation could possibly affect the body's chemical and physiological state... " Brennan babbled, then took a deep breath. "I should warn you about Caroline's demands..." She stopped and popped Booth's favorite Wriggly's Double mint gum into her mouth and feverishly chewed.
"Huh? What? Caroline's coming? What demands? Why are you chewing gum, Bones?" Confusion clouded Booth's features as he finally tore his eyes away from the accusing mistletoe and found himself REALLY close to his partner. Her deep, blue eyes were filled with hesitation, and the cogs in his brains went on overdrive. He could smell her hair, the coolness o the lab around her, the slight tang of alcohol disinfectant and decay that made his brain short-circuit. It has a distinctly "Bones" touch, and he was thinking that maybe he could bottle in and put it in his car or shower or someplace...
When Caroline burst through Brennan's office door.
When she say the two just THIS close from actually bolting,she smirked and exclaimed, "Hey there you two! oh look! Mistletoe! well, go on..." She shoved the very confounded Agent under the green and smiled at Brennan indulgently.
Brennan took a deep breath just as Booth turned to protest, grabbed the lapels of her favorite grey Armani suit, and kissed Booth.
Then she felt herself slipping, knees weak, and she let her control go. she felt her kips parting, tongue searching and she felt a little zap of joy and electricity pass through her when Booth groaned and pulled her to him. Her head tilted upward to meet his, and the warm of his lips drove her mad with longing. She breathed in his aftershave, the smell of his shampoo, her fingers lightly dancing over his neck as she gripped onto him for dear life. Booth deepen the kiss and she complied, pressing herself flush against him, a perfect fit against his warmth, his safety, his protection.
Than a small part of her woke up amidst the haze of her longing and shook her. This was wrong and she knew knew it. She sighed and pressed her lips to Booth's in an attempt to banish reason, but it had taken hold of her.
She pulled back from Booth.
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