A/N: First fic un-beta'd, all mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own them, I would have a lot of fun if I did.
Pounding.
All there is, is pounding.
Her heart in her chest. The blood in her ears. His cock in her pussy.
She's lost to him and him to her. The sound of their family on the other side of the wall is invigorating, awakening, exciting.
She kisses him trying to keep herself from being loud but all that happens is that he moans loudly and repeatedly into her mouth.
He growls possessively against her neck as she tightens her walls around him. He's not sure how much longer he can hold out if she keeps doing that.
He places one finger hard on her clit and rubs it in tight circles until her moans match his in intensity.
As he feels her walls clench and flutter around him he claims her mouth again and strokes his tongue against hers in time with his thrusts.
She freezes and then shatters violently as he swells and lengthens, shooting hot cum into her core.
They settle against each other still kissing passionately waiting for the tremors to subside.
Booth zips up his fly and tucks in his shirt. Brennan straightens her skirt and hair and carefully fixes Booth's tie.
He walks into the room first holding the present for Angela he 'couldn't find' and Brennan follows briefly after with the Christmas CD Booth bought her last year 'buried in her room somewhere.'
Their family each smile knowingly, they haven't ever been quiet, everyone has known for months.
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