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Author Note: I failed to give you a good idea of the concept of this story, or I like many before me had my muse take it hostage. Now find feel compelled to explain further. This story intended to be more in the line of painting personal pictures in your mind. It will be erotic, but not graphic. So for the purpose of this story, while I am sure you know what eroticism means I am going to give you my definition.

Eroticism is an aesthetic focus on sexual desire, especially the feelings of anticipation of sexual activity. It is not only the state of arousal and anticipation, but also the attempt through various means to incite those feelings.

Aesthetics is a branch of philosophy dealing with the nature of beauty, art, and taste, and with the creation and appreciation of beauty.

Through the use of eroticism and aesthetics I am going to attempt to create a story where you will go a place in your imagination and create the pictures. The written word can help your mind create a full rich imagery. Often it is more than can be pointed out in vivid detail. There is a place for vivid detail, and I use it (See The Red Dress for an example), but this story is an attempt to see if I write using just using imagery and allow you to see similar details. So drag it out your imagination and dust it off. I will lead you down the road you will need to finish the picture yourself.

Get a cup of Coffee or a tall drink this is a long one.

Chapter 2 Oh Booth

He was excited for her to see where they were going. He was almost certain it was some place she had never been to before and the idea he could give this simple pleasure to her filled him with satisfaction. Knocking on her door and not getting an answer he tried the door knob. Finding it turned easily in his hand cause him the usual moment of fear and irrational temper. Walking in he yelled "Bones why the hell is your door unlocked?"

Walking down the hall entering the living room she looked at him "because Booth I was expecting you and didn't want to have to interrupt what I was doing to let you in. I see however, you have still managed to interrupt me."

He was looking at her and having a hard time making his brain work. It was locked on what she was wearing or more precisely what she wasn't wearing. She was leaning against the wall, arms and ankles cross, in the smallest bra and pantie set he had ever seen. Oh it was her size all right, but it left little to the imagination, ok it did leave something to his imagination, but he had a very good imagination. What he wouldn't give to put his mouth on those little scrapes of fabric.

"Booth, Booth do you need something else,' she smiled that enigmatic smile of hers that set his heart to hammering.

"Uhhh, No Bones," he gulped twice as he walked into her kitchen. "If you are finished with your bags I can take them down to the car?" Once in the kitchen he grabbed a glass and filled it with water drinking it down in one large gulp.

"No Booth, I'm not. But at any rate, I only have one case and we can take everything down in one trip."

Keeping his back to her and getting another glass of water to attempt to quench his sudden thirst, said "Bones want to get ready to go?"

With a small laugh she returned to her room. She would never understand why he was so uncomfortable when he saw her in various stages of undress. He had seen her in her underwear so often, when they had been undercover, when she changes into her jumpsuit oh and in that tiny trailer why did it still bother him? With a shake of her head she added the rest of her toiletries and the jewelry she intended to wear tonight, finished dressing and joined him in her living room. "Ok Booth I'm ready. Now are you going to tell me where we are going?'

"No Bones' he said as he opened her door "it's a surprise. If I tell you one it will ruin the surprise and two it won't be a surprise anymore will it. You need to be patient."

"Booth you know I'm not patient."

With a slight laugh he replied "Oh Bones I so know you aren't the patient kind, but this time you will have to be. Besides it will only be a matter of minutes before we get there."

Upon pulling up under the portico at the Hay Adams Brennan was surprised. "Booth is there something here we need to check on from a case before we go on to our hotel? Instead of answering her, Booth got out of the SUV handed his keys to the valet and their luggage to the Bell-Hop. He then led her through the doors into the Grand Lobby. The entrance to the Hay Adams is breathtaking; it had gone through a major remodeling in 2001 and had been returned to its prior opulence. She gave Booth a look that said why are we here? The look she received back was one of 'patience all will be revealed in time.' He followed the Bell Hop to the elevator and ushered her in. Getting off at the top floor they follow the Bell-Hop down a hall. Booth handed him a key and they were let into the room. After handing the Bell-Hop a tip and having the key returned to him he turned to look at Bones face. Seeing her confusion he had to smile he had done it. He had surprised Temperance Brennan.

"Booth are you going to explain why we are here?"

"Yes, come sit down." Taking her hand in his explained what he had planned for her. "This is a thank you for all you have done for me this year. You have been there every time I needed you, reminding me about my belt buckle, brown sugar and finally your gift of including me in your dinner on Christmas. Bones I noticed you made a big effort for me. You asked me what foods I like from my childhood and then made them. It took more than the effort to make that meal. It took your care and concern for me to go. I wanted to do something special for you so here it is. I have booked this suite for you for three days. It is for you to have a rest and retreat. You are not to leave it to work on anything. I have made sure you will not be called for a case either. Because you wanted to we will be attending the New Years celebration here on the Roof Garden, after that I will leave you alone to your retreat." At that he leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek.

"Booth this is too much. You should not have spent this much money on me."

"Bones, please don't worry. I can afford it, and besides you are worth every penny."

"Booth I am sure this suite is more than a penny."

"Well Bones you're right there, but don't worry it's all covered. Now why don't we take a look around? I was here earlier and left you some goodies to find. This suite is one of the St John's View Suites. Look over here," he said as he walked her over to a double door and opened it out onto a small balcony facing St. John's Church. "Bones did you know St. John's is also known as the President's Church?"

Leaving the balcony they explored rest of the suite. The living room had a sofa, coffee table two club chairs and writing desk. There was also a refreshment center and an entertainment center tied into a Bose CD music system. Walking into the bedroom they found a king size bed with beautiful Italian linens, a goose down duvet, and an extension of the Bose system. Both the bedroom and living room faced St. John's Church. Walking into the oversized bathroom she was amazed to see a beautiful soak-in tub.

Looking around she saw the candles and tray of spa treats turning to Booth "did you add all of this," she asked as she waved her arm around the room. At his nod she turned and hug him. "Booth no one has ever done something like this for me. I don't know what to say. Thank you doesn't seem like enough." Looking around again she added "I have one change to your plan though."

Knowing she would need to get the last word on this he said "and what might that be Bones?"

"You are staying here with me. This is too nice for me alone and I would like to share these three days of rest with you."

"Bones its not like I am worlds away. My apartment is only a few miles from here."

Í know that Booth, but I would really like you to stay. We have shared hotel rooms before and none of them have been as beautiful nor as large as this one. Come on it will be fun. Besides if you stay here no one can find you either." She smiled at him with what she hoped was her very best 'you have to do what I say' smiles.

He got it. That was the smile that kicked him in the gut every time. While he knew he should listen to the little voice of his conscious telling him not to stay. This was a dangerous situation. But he looked at her again. "Sure Bones it just another hotel room, albeit a much classier one, but it still has a couch, so yeah I'll stay."

After unpacking their cases and hanging their formal clothes they sat down to drink a beer and talk. "So Booth you said we were celebrating New Years at our hotel. So do you know what they have planed?"

"Yep. It is going to be held on the Roof Top Terrace. There is going to be dinner, dancing and a beautiful view of the fireworks at midnight. They say the terrace has a panoramic view of the White House, national monuments and St. John's Church. It is said to be one of the most sought after venues in the city."

"Won't it be cold? After all it is January."

"I asked them that when I found out where they were holding their celebration on the terrace I asked how they were going to deal with the cold. They have tents set up with large propane heaters. At midnight a portion of the roof of the tent will be rolled back to allow us to watch the fireworks. The only people allowed to attend are those who are guests in the suites. By the way dinner is at 8pm."

"Booth it sounds spectacular. I can't wait. I think I'm going to soak in that tub as a way to relax before we need to leave for dinner."

"You do that. I'm gonna watch a game on this great TV. Leave me enough time for a shower Bones, he said with a smile.

After his shower and dressing, with the exception of his tie and jacket, Booth watched his partner sit at the dressing table putting on her makeup. She was so beautiful, why she needed to use any make-up was beyond him but he knew it was something all women did. For some reason, he thought, standing here watching her seemed very erotic. Why something this simple was causing him to have the beginnings of an erection he had no clue, but he knew he had better leave before she reanalyzed her effect on him.

Coming out of the bedroom Brennan smiled at Booth's wolf whistle. While it was chauvinistic she was still a woman, and she still enjoyed a man's approval of her looks. "Thank you Booth," she replied with a smile. "I see you still don't have your tie tied, do you need help or a mirror?"

Giving her a sheepish look "Sorry I need help. I hate these things, you would think I would know how to tie them but no I don't and I don't want to. Besides why should I?" Smiling he handed the tie to her "I know you do. Please," he asked as he handed the offending piece of attire.

Tying his tie and holding out his jacket she told him "let's go Mr. Booth."

After donning his jacket and handing her the wrap she intended to use for the night they left for the Roof Top Terrace.

They enjoyed their dinner and conversation. They were comfortable with each other now and loved the time they spent together. They could talk about anything, well almost anything Booth would still not talk about sex. They talked about recent cases, their observations of the personal lives of the squints and Parker. Parker is always their favorite topic of conversation. This time Booth was telling her why Parker had explained it was a good thing Reindeer didn't fly all year round.

"So what reason did he give Booth?"

"Oh a very good one. His answer was 'Dad have you ever stood under a flock of birds?"

"Booth that's priceless, I would think with that comparison I would think Parker would not want Reindeer to fly at anytime of the year."

"I think he believes we don't have to worry because it's just another Christmas miracle." They continued to enjoy their evening and when the dancing began Booth held out his hand for her to dance with him. There was no one to watch them, no one to make assumptions about their relationship. They could just enjoy the evening. As they continued to dance their bodies became more entwined. Anyone watching them from afar would have thought they were lovers.

As midnight came closer they joined those who would be watching the fireworks and counting down the end of the old year. As the Clocks chimed the New Year they turned to each other. Booth took her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her. Their kiss started off as a gentle one similar to the one they had shared a few Christmas' ago at the urging of Caroline. It quickly grew into an consuming inferno. Suddenly his hands were moving in her hair and dislodging the pins. Her hands were inside his jacket pulling the back of his dress shirt out of his pants to allow her access to his back. The coolness on his the skin of his back brought him some semblance of composure.

Taking both of her hands in his he said in between panting "Not here, room now!"

She nodded and together they almost ran toward the elevator. Once alone inside the elevator they began to try and devour each other again. All to quickly they arrived at their floor and had to stop yet again. Once inside the room they fell on each other sliding to the floor. It was Booth who came to his senses fist.

"Bones, wait a minute… stop" he said as he gently pushed her up a little away from him. "Not here, not like this," and he stood up reaching down for her.

Brennan ignoring his hand as she got up angrily and walked over to the sofa to sit down. "I'm sorry Booth I forgot, our relationship is one of professionals and I went to far." Seeing him walking over to her and not being able to look into his eyes she got up from the couch and said "I'm going to bed."

"Bones wait," he said frantically turning her toward him. "Please, please baby listen."

"Don't call me baby," came her automatic response.

"Sorry," pulling her into his chest, "I didn't mean I didn't want to go further, I meant I didn't want to make love to you on the floor of a hotel room. Come here sit."

They sat back down. "Bones how do you feel about us making love? Do you really want to or is this just a reaction to the end of a romantic evening?"

Having reached her limit she decided to let him have it. "Booth I have spent the last two years dreaming of you fucking me anywhere and everywhere I could think of. So, no, I don't really think it's the romance of the night."

Looking at her with a level stare "Well Bones I guess that's clear enough because I've been spending at least that long waiting to fuck you too. Come here."

They began their frantic kissing again this time moving to the bed. While their kissing was frantic the removal of their clothing was slow and sensual. Each piece was slid off as slowly was possible then showered with more kisses. Soon they were down to underwear. He in his silky boxers and she in her tiny blue bra and panties.

The thickness and softness of the duvet surrounded them like a cocoon. Brennan moved first, she began by running her tongue down his chest to his abdomen and stopped at the top of his boxers. Her she looked at him and chuckled. The silk of his boxers were incredibly sensual. For some reason the combination of the silk and him was even more erotic to her. When he could stand it no longer he turned her over and began to pay her the same attention. Soon his boxers and her bra and panties were both extremely wet and they had yet to really touch each other.

Then they started to remove…

Ok how was that? Strange? Maybe? Pictures? Silk anyone?

Nyre