Title: Empty Part Two (2/3)
Fandom: Bones
Author: Alidiabin
Words: 786
Warnings: alcohol, foreplay
Spoilers: Up to S5 finale
Parings: Sweets/Daisy
Summary: Sweets life is empty. He attempts to fill the void.

Empty Part Two

Her name was Aurora. She was a feisty red head with blue eyes, according to Wendell she was also a graduate student of some rather non academic degree. She was Wendell's latest blonde haired girlfriend Poppy's roommate. Aurora was twenty-four and had a liberal attitude to relationships. It also appeared she had a liberal attitude to clothing. The reddish colored halter dress she was wearing left very little to the imagination, and was attracting the attention of the entire bar. The bar was littered with the young of Washington DC; many looked barely legal to drink. Sweets suspected many were not.

Aurora smiled across the table at Sweets, while Wendell and Poppy played tonsil tennis in the corner of the dimly lit booth. Sweets gulped the last remnants of his outrageously overpriced beer.
"So," she uttered awkwardly, looking down at her half-drunk (and third) apple martini. She looked almost innocent. Almost.
"Would you like to go for a walk," Sweets asked, desperate to get out of the crowded bar, and to get all the eyes off their table. Aurora smiled and stood up. Leaving Sweets to pay for her expensive drinks.
"Bye Poppy" Aurora said. Poppy turned around and gave Aurora a small peck on the cheek. Wendell looked up and nodded his head in approval, before quickly returning to Poppy's embrace. Sweets figured it wouldn't be long before they retreated to the privacy of either of theirs apartment.

It turned out; Wendell had a reason to nod his head. According to Aurora 'a walk' was polite speak for sex. Aurora slid a colorful plastic wrapped condom into his ghostly pale hands. Sweets jaw dropped. He had definitely not been expecting a 'happy ending'.
"Your place" she whispered as she placed as soft kiss on Sweets cold lips that had not been kissed since Daisy left. Sweet's lips perked up at the foreign taste. He kissed deeper. Tonight, he told himself he would be reckless. He would forget about Daisy. The rational psychologist part of his brain begged him to take a step back, think about this. He was not using Aurora as a tool to get over Daisy. He was using Aurora as a surrogate for Daisy, and if he squinted, he saw Daisy. It seemed the rational part of his brain was quieted by the alcohol floating in scarlet blood stream.

She took the lead. Sweets did not mind. For a woman of a tender age, she asserted herself and took control. Her mouth devoured his upper body. Her hands took her clothes off. Sweets was allowed to watch as she revealed the tiny amount of her skin that was actually covered by her red dress. Whenever Sweets' tried to change the gear, she hastily asserted her dominance. The psychologist inside of him mused she had a history of sexual abuse. The alcohol in his system again quietened that part of his brain. He was silent, following Auroras orders. Finally, after kissing every inch of his upper body, she pulled at his belt buckle.
"Say my name" she whispered. Sweets stammered. He had forgotten it. "Say my name" she shouted. She yanked his belt that made him gulp. "Say it" she screamed.
"Daisy" he uttered. She stood up. Sweets realized what he had said. Aurora was not Daisy. Sweets looked up. Aurora hastily pulled her red dress back on.
"It's Aurora" he uttered. As she pushed on the bedroom door, the front door opened.

"Lancelot" Daisy sung one hundred per cent unaware of the chaos she was about to walk into. Sweets gulped. Aurora walked towards the front door. Sweets rushed up. He knew there was no point telling Aurora to come back, nor was there a point trying to stop the inevitable moment about to happen in his living room.

Daisy and Aurora met. Daisy's mouth dropped. Sweets wondered if it was because of a Auroras lack of clothing or because of the similarities between the two women. Daisy of course was the far better version.
"Oh" she said, "I guess you weren't lying when you said you wouldn't wait" she uttered coolly trying desperately to keep her composure. She failed her voice cracked. "I just came to get my stuff" she added, Sweets could tell she was improvising.
"You can have him," Aurora uttered bitterly, which provided evidence to Sweets conclusion that Aurora had a very dysfunctional view of relationships. She rushed out. Daisy looked at Sweets.
"Where's my stuff?" she asked focusing her attention to the walls that were bare without her stuff adorning them. Sweets pointed to the box. Daisy picked it up and walked out.

Despite an attempt to fill it. Sweets life was still empty.