A/N: I want to thank Anne Nonymus for the help.
I do not own Bones unfortunately.
Enjoy :)
Goo and feathers Brennan sighed, all over her apartment there was a trail of feathers sitting in puddles of green goo. Her dripping wet hair only added to the mess on the floor as she tried to clean up. Booth should be finished by now, and even if he isn't I'll just sneak in and take the hair dryer. Brennan thought to herself as she got up. She glanced at the bathroom door. He had left it slightly ajar at her request because the air vent had not been working properly for weeks. Brennan opened the door and froze. There stood Booth, his beautiful tanned broad chest on display. She didn't realize that he said something; she was too pre-occupied being envious of the water droplet on his clavicle. When he shifted uncomfortably under her intense stare he dislodged the droplet. It rolled over his left pectoral muscle seeming to stop a moment beside his nipple before continuing down his chest. She couldn't tear her eyes away as it made its way down, going antagonizing slowly over each perfectly defined abdominal muscle before –DAMN TOWEL Brennan almost yelled out loud. She wanted to run her hands down his tantalizing chest, wanted to feel the muscles tense under her touch. Suddenly she realized that she had actually done it. After years of dreaming she had run her hands down his chest. Having finally stepped out of her trance she looked at her hands. They were placed gently on his tanned skin and she could now register that his breathing was becoming labored.
"Bones" He whispered as if he couldn't actually speak any louder. Brennan's mind was in shock and for once she didn't know what to do. Looking down she saw the water droplet on the very edge of the towel and sucked in a breath when it disappeared into what was for her undiscovered territory. Her fingers twitched to pull the towel from around his waist but she held back. This is Booth! She reminded herself. Booth who talks about making love and there being someone for everyone. Brennan attempted to breathe normally but realized that her breath was just as labored as his; she was starting to regret her tank top as it showed the blush on her chest. I want him! She was surprised momentarily at the primal though as it hit her strongly. I want him…but I need him more. She was slowly piecing together her thoughts and feelings as her hands stayed on his chest. She could feel his heart beating and could feel the rise and fall as he breathed.
"Bones" He tried again and she looked up. Startled by what she was doing, she quickly retracted her hands, holding them behind her back to stop herself from touching him again.
"I came to get the hair dryer" She said, trying to sound normal and congratulating herself for keeping the lust out of her tone, even if she shone evidently in her eyes.
"Uh" Booth couldn't seem to for more than one word at a time and she blushed as she realized that he was almost as aroused as she was.
She picked up the hair dryer before quickly exiting the room. The door closed behind her and she almost ran to the kitchen. Grabbing some ice to from the freezer she rubbed it on her skin, hoping to make the heat go away. Walking to her bedroom she exhaled deeply before opening her drawer and pulling out a new pair of underwear.