AN: Sorry for taking so long to update, I just needed to get into the right midset, and I did. So here ya go
He wants her
Like an Alcoholic wants that drink, or a druggy wants that shot of heroine.
It was painful, to say the least
And what made it worse, was that it was obvious to everyone, except for her.
My luck he always hissed to himself, when he would try to give her discrete signs of love and attraction, which were always left unnoticed, much less reciprocated
He looked around the Jeffersonian. It looked as it always did when he came to take her home. Dark and empty. The only light, radiating from her office, and the only movement coming from the same place.
It had become extremely hard for him to keep his hands to himself, let alone other parts of his body, but tonight seemed to be exceptionally difficult, and he had idea why.
Maybe it was because of the locked up feelings, or maybe it was the way her jeans and shirt hugged every curve of her body.
He secretly grew jealous of her clothing, knowing that it would be unprofessional, and dangerous for him to hug her that tightly.
Not for the fact he would hurt her though, but for the fact that he might lose her as his best friend.
He felt his 'Alpha-male' tendencies, as she called them, build in his chest. He was the starving wolf, and she was the injured deer, in a certain view.
But one thing was clear, he knew what he wanted, and he wasn't going to wait any longer to get it.
He walked slowly to her office, trying to make as little noise as possible, so that she wouldn't hear him.
He walked through her office door, and strode toward her in a few easy steps
She turned around fast enough to only see him walking towards her, and push her against her desk.
Her eyes fluttered closed as his mouth closed on the side of her neck, sucking and nipping at the most sensitive parts, making her back arch involuntarily closer to him.
"Booth," she moaned as her nails dug into the wood under her hands "We…we…shouldn't."
He brought his head back and ran his finger along her collar bone "There are a lot of things I shouldn't do Temperance, but I can tell you that this isn't one of them."
She tilted her head slightly, wondering why this wouldn't be a mistake if he suggested the line to keep them apart romantically.
"I've waited too long," Booth said again, cupping her cheek in his hand "But it's your call in the end," he said leaning down to catch her lips with his, before moving his lips down the column of her neck
She let out a lustful moan, her whole body seeming to shiver, her skin cold, but her core housing a strong and hungry fire
Her hands caught the lapels of his jacket, trying to pull him closer, his erection grinding against her
He mimicked her hungry moan, the muscles in his hand tightening on the edge of her desk.
"Make love to me," she whispered breathlessly tugging at his jacket, trying to get it over his arms
He smiled, finally he had heard the words that he had been dreaming of, but in reality it was so much sweeter
He pulled back and slid the jacket off his arms
She walked forward and grabbed his shirt, pulling him with her as she walked backwards towards the couch only feet away.
Her shaking fingers fumbled to unbutton his shirt, but his hands covered hers helping her tear the buttons from their hold to reveal his muscular chest and stomach
She ran her fingers over the muscle lines before falling back on her couch, pulling him on top of her
She leaned forward pulling the light shirt over his broad shoulders, and throwing it to the floor.
He straddled her, before pulling her upper body off the couch and closer to him.
Her back arched and her hands rested on his bare chest as she leaned up to ravage in his mouth
He ran his hand down her back, stopping at the end of her shirt and yanked upward, pulling it over her head, and threw it on his.
He had to star just for a little bit, it was impossible for you not to admire how beautiful she was unless your eyes were closed and you were pretending it was someone else.
Her skin was porcelain, like it would break just by the simplest of touch. He ran his fingers over her stomach, smiling as he felt her quiver and arch into his hand. He ran his fingers lightly over the already bare parts of her cleavage before pulling her to him again, for yet another passionate kiss, and a mission to set free the breasts he always found himself staring at
His hands roamed up her back and were stationed for their attack. He pulled the closer and broke the clasp quickly. He tore the fabric from her chest and threw it away from him.
Her chest heaved, her heart pulsing in her ears, the blood rushing to her brain, she didn't want to just think anymore, she wanted to feel, but at this point it was physically impossible for her to collect herself enough to comprehend anything other than how right this felt to her.
He brought her back to the cushions below her, going down with her; he ran his mouth down her neck, nipping at the spots he knew made her quiver and moan. He trailed kisses from her neck to her chest, and made his way to the pebbled stones resting on each of her breasts. He rested his hand on her left breast, massaging it, while he suckled and nipped the pebble on the right.
She let out a moan of pleasure, throwing her head back and closing her eyes
He continued his routine, but soon switched to pay attention to the pebble on the left, while he massaged her right breast.
He ran his mouth down her stomach, nipping at the points that made her back arch in pleasure.
He made his way to the waist of her jeans and brought the button from its hold and slid the zipper down. He pulled the tight garment from her legs and threw it away.
He ran his fingers over the soaking wet lace panties that were the only thing left on the beautiful woman's body. The strain in his pants became increasingly painful, until it was enough to make it gasp just to move.
She smiled slyly and pulled herself up. She pulled on his signature 'Cocky' belt buckle and snapped it open, pulling his belt away from the black formal dress pants covering the part of his body that she needed.
She tore the button and zippers away with an almost angry force, and tore them from his legs.
She gave him a devilish grin and ran her fingers over the bulge in his boxers. She cupped him in her hand and pulled towards her, making him yelp
"Naughty girl," his hissed almost demonically and pushed her down, holding her arms above her head
She smiled devilishly again, she loved being roughed up, but it was so much sweeter with Booth
He tore her panties from her and threw them with the rest of clothes lying strewn across the floor. He took three of his fingers and dived into her, making her gasp and let out a loud groan.
He felt her walls cave around his fingers and smiled, he brought his hand back and thrust into her hard.
She let out another erotic groan, her hands still pinned over her head with his strong hand.
He thrust into her more quickly and then pulled out completely, chuckling as she gave a groan of disapproval
He knew he didn't have much time so he hooked his fingers into the elastic band around his waist and pulled them down, he replaced his grip on her hands and positioned himself so that his tip was right near her entrance
She let out another whine, and wrapped her legs around her waist, in a desperate attempt to get him inside her
He slid into her slowly, groaning as he heard the long moan escaping her throat. He pulled back and thrust in stronger, and stronger, until he was going full force, and she was matching him thrust for thrust
They both felt themselves coming, but tried to make it last as long as they could
He thrust into her hard, watching as her breasts moved with her shaking body. He felt her walls clamping around him, suffocating him "Come for me Temperance," he urged thrusting into her again
She groaned, and knew she was on the edge, only once more, and she would do exactly as he asked
He felt this too and pulled back thrusting into her with more force than before.
She screamed as her walls closed the warm liquid spilling around him. Her body shook violently and her nails dug into the cushions in the arm of her couch.
He matched her lead and came with her, pumping himself into her. He fell forward, the sweat gluing their skin together, but he didn't want to crush her so he flipped her over and held her still shaking body close to his
She pulled the blanket that rested on the back of her couch down to cover them both, and dug her face into his neck, her body slowly stopping to shake
"I love you Temperance," he said into her wet hair, kissing her forehead
"I…I…" she said quietly "I love you too."
Booth smiled and brought her lips to his, his tongue massaging hers tenderly
"Booth…" he heard her moan "Booth." It became more distinct "Booth!" he heard someone say loudly, he noticed that Brennan wasn't with him anymore. He felt someone shaking him "Booth!"
Booth opened his eyes "Hmm what?" he asked
Brennan smiled, her arms resting on the edge of her couch. "You fell asleep," she said
Booth leaned on his forearm and looked around her office. He put his arm over his eyes, he layed back and whined "Aw man!" he said
Brennan tilted her head "What's wrong?"
"I was having a REALLY good dream," he said remembering the very vivid but wonderful dream he just had
"What was it about?" Brennan asked "You were moaning," she said "My name."
Booth looked at her surprised "What?!"
"You were moaning my name," Brennan said "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's perfectly normal for humans to have dreams of having sexual-"
"Bones please stop," Booth urged pleadingly his eyes covered with his hands
"Booth," Brennan said "You can tell me anything," she urged, trying what Sweets told her to connect with others
Booth sighed and turned to look at her. He reached his hand out and brushed his finger tips over her cheek "I know Bones," he said with a smile as she buried her cheek deep into his palm
Brennan smiled and brought her hand up and brush against his. She didn't know if he had anything else to say, because she couldn't tell what emotion was in his eyes other then desire "Are you ever going to tell me what your dream was about?" Brennan asked quietly
"Hopefully, one day, it will not be just a dream," Booth said
Brennan looked confused, trying to process the variables in this situation. Him moaning her name, wanting it to be a reality, his eyes filled with desire. If she was anyone else, she would think that he would want to have sex with her and loves her, but the sexual attraction was evident, and she hated psychology
Booth sighed "I'm sorry Bones," he said
"For what?" she asked
"For falling asleep on your couch," he said leaning up "What time is it?"
Brennan looked at her watch "1:46."
"In the morning?!" Booth yelled sitting straight up
"Yes," Brennan said
"Ah," he said jumping up "Whoa, got up to fast," he said his vision turning black, with splotches of color as he sat back down
Brennan smiled and handed him his jacket
"Why am I not wearing my jacket?" He asked, sure that if he fell asleep he would have been wearing it
"You kept tossing and turning, so I took the jacket off of you so you wouldn't end up looking like an FBI agent in a black straight jacket," Brennan said
Booth smiled "Thanks," he said
Brennan returned his smile "No problem," she said, pulling her jacket over her shoulders, and pulling her hair out. "Do you want me to drive, you look really tired, and you can't even get up without falling back down."
Booth sighed "Just this one time," Booth said with a yawn
Brennan smiled and took the keys from his outstretched hand "Maybe you should sleep with me," she said
"What?!" Booth asked confused
"I mean, at my house," Brennan quickly corrected, her cheeks flushed a scarlet "You obviously haven't been sleeping well, it's obvious because you have been very slow in your actions and the circles under your eyes look like bruises," Brennan started rambling
Booth laughed and stood up, He brushed his knuckles over her flushed cheeks, heat radiating into his skin "Thanks Bones, I will love to take you up on your offer," Booth said
Brennan smiled "Let's go," she said grabbing her stuff and locking up her office
Booth smiled and started walking slowly towards the door
Brennan turned the lights of her office off, casting the building into darkness. She walked forwards and laced her arm into Booth's. She led him through the other desks to the door, knowing he didn't know his way around as much as she did.
"Thanks," Booth said quietly
Brennan smiled and nodded, she pulled herself into the driver's seat of the SUV and slid the keys into the ignition, firing up with engine and revving the gas hungrily
"Easy Bones," Booth said slowly pulling himself into place "It's like making love you have to be gentle," Booth said
"I would prefer passionate and romantic instead of gentle don't you think?" Brennan asked
"Beside the point," Booth said tiredly resting his head back against the head rest
Brennan smiled and pulled the car out gently, and pulled onto the road "See I can control your delicate piece of machinery," she said
Booth smiled, his eyes still closed
It took about 10 minutes to get to Brennan's apartment complex, and pulled into the parking area, and parked the SUV. She got out with her stuff and walked over to the passenger's side of the car. She opened the door and leaned over, unbuckling his seat belt. She rested her hand on his leg and shook it back and forth to wake him up
Booth's head lazily came up "Home yet?" he asked
"Yeah," Brennan whispered taking his hand to help him out "Let's go," she said
Booth slung his arm around her shoulder to keep him steady and walked towards the elevator waiting to take them up to the apartments
Brennan wrapped her arm around his back and led him to the elevator. They stood with their arms around each other the way up. Booth leaned tiredly on Brennan as she pulled him out of the elevator and towards her door. She fumbled with her keys and finally opened her door. She pulled him in and closed the door. She led him to her bedroom and took off his jacket for him "You can sleep in here, you will get a much better sleep on my mattress then on the couch," Brennan said quietly
"What about you?" Booth asked quickly, kicking his shoes off slowly
"I will sleep on the couch," Brennan said
"No," Booth said taking her wrist in his hand "I don't want you sleeping on the couch."
"It's fine Booth, go to sleep, you are exhausted," Brennan said
"I won't sleep until I make sure that you are comfortable, and sleep well. And no one can be comfortable sleeping on a couch," Booth said
Brennan sat on the bed beside him; she pressed his shoulders down "Get some sleep." She said
"No," Booth said his hand still on her wrist
Brennan sighed "What can I do to help you sleep, or get you to sleep at all."
Booth pulled her towards him quickly, flipping to his other side, laying her next to him, her legs overlapping with his "Stay with me," he said
Brennan blushed "Ok," she said and kicked off her heels, she pulled her jacket off and threw it on a chair in the corner of her room. She pulled her white sheets over his shoulder and laid her head down, looking at him
Booth smiled, he tried to keep his eyes open, but they grew heavier and heavier with each passing moment
Brennan rested her fingertips on the skin right below his eye "Sleep." She urged
Booth brought his hand up and took her small feminine hand in his and brought the intertwined hands to rest on the pillow between their heads
Brennan closed her head as she felt his breath hot on her face. She mimicked his breathing, slow and deep. She felt her hand grow cold as his hand slid away from hers. He involuntarily slung his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him
Brennan smiled and rested her head closer to his, their foreheads touching. She mimicked his breathing, and after a couple minutes fell asleep next to him.