A/N: I own nothing but my own ideas, and I only borrow these characters from the amazing people that brought them to life.

Bones is property of Fox and the creators.


The only times he let his mind wander were when she was far enough away that she wouldn't know what was occupying his mind. Far enough that she couldn't see his eyes which spoke volumes about where he wanted to be with her; what he wanted to be doing to her. It wasn't right. He shouldn't have the thoughts he fostered late at night while his girlfriend lay so close, and yet, it was her eyes, not his girlfriend's which got him there. At the peak, he saw her face and came apart every single time, and it wasn't his fault, he tried to keep her away at those intimate times, and yet, he smiled when she came forth to save him. In the light of day he would have to move away when she got too close, because that might push him over the edge, and in her office, it was horrid for him. It smelled like the sweetest smell of her, and he could imagine smelling her as her head hit the pillow and as she threw her head back with a moan and it was all too much. In the car, he gripped the steering wheel and when he flexed his hands he sometimes imagined his hands were gripping her hips and pulling them forward just a little roughly.

She was never far enough away from him, and he wondered how on earth she didn't notice.


These are only supposed to be short snippets of time through their eyes, so have patience with these short chapters and PLEASE review. Thank you, those are what inspire us all. :)