He drove them back to her place, because although she'd said it didn't matter to her, he could see she wasn't completely comfortable with the situation. He thought her own environment might give her some of her confidence back.
Brennan opened two bottles of beer, handing one to Booth and joining him on the couch. 'I hope Sweets can help us,' Booth began. She nodded. 'I reckon it will be difficult for him to ascertain the FBI's opinion on the matter because there has been no case like ours before,' she answered. He nodded. 'But they don't know, so for now we're in the clear.'
She drank in silence, until Booth saw she'd figured something out. 'Do you think we can work together like always?'
Booth looked at her. 'Yes. Do you?'
She shrugged. 'We have a different relationship now, so I wouldn't want you to be alone, but you always take me with you so I guess nothing has to change.'
He smiled. 'I never leave you alone, I'll protect you like I always do and you can protect me like you always do, only now we go home together instead of to our separate beds. I see only upsides to that.'
She leaned in for a hug and he put his arm around her. 'You'll get used to it, Bones.'
She frowned, and although he couldn't see her face he knew she was surprised that he knew she was a bit uncertain. 'What do you mean?'
'Hey, I know you're probably very scared by the prospect of sharing your house with someone, and if you don't want to do that, that's fine. I'm not expecting you to take me in or anything. I just want to be able to be with you when we have a difficult case, to be able to talk to you and sleep next to you when we're scared, because I know it would make me feel safer. And I think you'll feel the same.'
He kissed the top of her head before putting his chin back and tightening his arm around her. She sighed.
'You're right. People assume that when you're alone, you must be lonely. And at times, I was. I'd like to be able to be with you at those moments.'
'That's why I'm here. Just call me or let me know, ok?'
She nodded.
They sat like that for a long time, until dr. Brennan sat up. 'I have to get back in, it's past three already.'
Booth released her from his grip. 'Ok. Dinner on me?'
She smiled. 'Ok, but can we just get Thai? I don't feel like exposing our relationship yet.'
He laughed out loud. 'Sure.'
'I'm sorry, Booth,' She said, out of the blue. She was standing at the door, her coat already on. He looked at her. 'For what?'
She didn't know how to say what she wanted to say, and Booth saw the struggle in her eyes.
'Hey..' he approached her, wanting to comfort her, but she put out an arm to keep him at a distance. 'No, Booth.. I'm sorry.' He kept his distance, looking at her, he didn't know what to say or do so he reached for her hand. She wasn't expecting it so he caught her hand, and pulled her close. 'Don't keep everything to yourself Bones.' He kissed her temple and suddenly, she burst into tears.
'I'm sorry, I'm just.. Unfamiliar with this,' she cried onto his chest. He pulled back a little and put a finger under her chin to direct her eyes to his. 'I know. Don't say you're sorry. It's ok, tell me, I'll try to help you.'
'But you shouldn't have to, don't you see? I should be able to handle this.'
'Bones, it's not a test. Just go with your heart for once.'
She nodded. 'I'll try.' Then, she smiled softly and reached up, kissing him on his lips.
Immediately, he knew they wouldn't make it in this afternoon. He smiled into her mouth, peeking his tongue out to lick her lower lip and seeking entrance. She allowed him in, getting more hungry for him every second.
Never before had a man stirred such deep feelings inside of her. They kind of scared her, but at the same time they aroused her deeply. She could feel the heat travelling through her body, and her hands came up to tangle in his hair, keeping him to her.
Then, reason came back to her. She pulled back, looked at Booth, her eyes heavy. 'We have to go to work.'
He breathed heavily. 'No, we don't. We'll call in later to say we're coming in tomorrow. They'll understand. We're not working on a case anyway.'
His logic should present itself to her as flawed, but it didn't. She nodded and slowly approached his mouth again.
He surprised her, taking her into his arms before she could kiss him again. Walking her to her bedroom, he smiled at the state of the bed. Neither one of them had cared to straighten the sheets and blankets, and it was clear that two people had slept in it. She looked at her bed, then at him and back to the bed. 'That's not how I usually leave it.'
He smiled and kissed her in his arms. 'I don't care. I love it.'
He put her down on her bed, and she pulled off her shoes and coat. 'What are you doing?' she asked when she saw him watching.
'Watching you,' he answered plainly. He knew she liked this kind of openness, and he could see her eyes darken.
He approached her, kicking off his shoes as he went.
'Bones, do you trust me?' he asked, his voice soft. She nodded. 'You know I do.'
'Then I want you to trust me now. I'm going to show you something but you have to let me do what I want, ok? I won't do anything you don't want or are uncomfortable with.'
She smiled wickedly. 'There is nothing you can do sexually that will make me uncomfortable,' she said. His eyes widened. 'Bones.'
'I'm not joking,' she said. 'I have quite some experience.'
He shook his head. 'I'm not talking about sexual experience. I'm going to make love to your body, your entire body. This is about more than sex, Bones.'
Her expression changed into something he couldn't recognize. 'That is something I am less acquainted with.'
'I know. I want to show you, I hope I can make you feel things you've never felt before, Bones. Try and show you how much I mean everything I say to you.'
She frowned again. 'I don't know what you mean.'
'Look,' he said. 'You're the rational one. You show your feelings and emotions in a different way from others. I love that about you, because I know you so well that I can see what you're thinking and see what you're feeling. But I also think that you can let go even more. And you're scared of that. I hope that if I can show you that you can do that without getting hurt, you'll be able to deal with all of this more easily. Am I making sense, Bones?'
She nodded slowly. 'I understand, but I don't understand why you need to make such a fuss about making love to me.'
He smiled again and started unbuttoning her blouse. 'Let me show you,' he whispered in her ear. She reached her arms around her back and relaxed against him. He leaned forward and lying her down on her bed, he got up and straddled her. She looked into his eyes, both a bit scared and excited at his promise to make her let go.
'Just do what you feel like doing, Bones. But this is for you.'
She nodded and he kissed her, causing her eyes to fall closed. He smelled of so many things, all of them Booth.
His hands finished unbuttoning her shirt and he broke their kiss, sitting up and pulling her up with him. She quickly discarded of her blouse and tank top, but when she reached for the clasp of her bra, he stopped her and without words, lay her back down. He kissed her lips once, then his lips travelled down to her chin and neck.
Brennan gasped as his hot lips left a trail of burning heat on her skin. She was already quite aroused and the control of this man both interested and irritated her. She grabbed onto his hair with her hands, trying to direct him either back to her mouth or down to her breasts but he wouldn't have it.
'Booth..' she whispered, and he looked up at her.
Her eyes were misty, half with tears and half with love and need for him. He smiled lovingly and put a finger to her mouth.
'Let me, Bones. Slow and gentle, but you won't know what hit you afterwards.'
She let go of his hair and put her arms above her head. 'I go more for passionate and uninhibited myself,' she whispered, 'but in this case I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.' And her eyes fell closed and a deep sigh escaped her mouth as Booth's lips traveled down to her cleavage.
His hands stroked up her arms, still resting above her head, and then all the way down her body, along the sides of her breasts to her waist, and back up to her hands.
Her body had started to move under him, and he was becoming very aroused himself. He willed his body to calm down, this was for her. He kissed back up her neck and found her lips once more, while she eagerly kissed him back and entwined her fingers with his.
He smiled, her sexual appetite pleased him, but now was not the time for that. He wanted her to fully relax and give her entire body over to him, and he wanted to coax her into doing that instead of ask her.
'Turn around, lie on your stomach,' he whispered. She placed a final kiss on his lips and he sat up to give her room. 'Wait,' he said, and unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her legs before she turned around. He sat at her feet, admiring her shape.
When she was on her stomach, she looked back at him, a question mark on her face. 'What are you doing?'
'Nothing. Lie your head down as well,' he said, and she complied, lying on one cheek, trying to see him over her shoulder.
She shuddered at her vulnerable position. The fighter in her knew that turning your back on someone was the most dangerous thing to do. But this was Booth she was with, and mentally and physically she would trust him to have her back any time. Still, she had seen a dark desire in him that had awakened a feeling in her that she was unfamiliar with. She felt like an animal being chased by a predator, but in a good way. She decided to go with the feelings surging through her, and she closed her eyes.
As soon as Seeley saw her close her eyes, he started his assault on her body. Starting at her feet, he stroked his thumbs over the undersides of her feet. She sighed and her feet tensed, ticklish at the unknown touch. She kept her head down though, and he continued.
He kissed her thighs and up to the backside of her knees. His hands followed his mouth and when he reached her buttocks, he softly kissed each cheek. The dark silk underwear covering them was soft to his lips, and he couldn't resist biting it.
Brennan let out a soft cry, pushing her backside up towards him. His hands took the opportunity to reach around and beneath her, and then back towards her hips. She sighed at his hands almost reaching her core but leaving it untouched for the moment, she desperately needed him to touch her. He had other plans, moving his mouth to the small dimples to each side of her spine. He licked them, his hands moving up and down her sides, his fingertips stroking the sides of her breasts.
Then, he licked a wet trail of delicious fire up her spine, and she shivered. 'Booth..'
He reached her ear, and biting it softly, he asked, 'What?'
'I'm getting quite aroused,' she said clinically, but her eyes and voice told him she was indeed on the edge of losing her control.
'That's the idea,' he whispered, and bit her ear to emphasise his meaning.
She put her head back down but her ass rose off the bed again, rubbing over is already hard manhood. He groaned. 'Don't, Bones.'
She grinned. 'You're making me wait.'
'I'm not half done yet,' he said, and his hands went to her hips and softly pushed them down on the bed. 'Come on, be a sport.'
She just closed her eyes again and let him do whatever he wanted with her body. She was quite enjoying it.
His hands moved to her shoulders, softly combing through her silken strands of hair and brushing them to one side of her head.
Then, his strong hands wrapped around her shoulders and softly massaged the muscles there. She moaned loudly, it had been a long time since those muscles had even been touched by someone else but herself. Booth moved a little so he was straddling her back instead of her ass, not wanting her to have the control to drive him crazy while he was trying to do that to her.
He continued the wonderful assault on her shoulders, and when he felt her muscles relax he moved to her spine. Stroking two fingers down Each side of her spine, he kneaded the muscles there like he had her shoulders. She moaned again, as he was now touching muscles that hadn't been touched in a very, very long time.
'Booth.. Careful,' she warned him. He nodded. 'I feel it, Bones.'
The muscles were very, very tense and he wondered how she'd gone without a massage for so long. It clearly must have caused her some discomfort, but he decided he could help her with that.
'I'll be right back,' he said, and got up off the bed.
She didn't move until he was back, enjoying the wonderful attention he was giving her. Men had often expressed their admiration for her body by touching it, but none had ever really taken the time to look after her like Booth was doing right now. It showed her a kind of love and level of dedication that she was unfamiliar with, but she decided not to analyze it.
Booth came back with a bowl of water and a small towel. He didn't say anything, just bent down to kiss her cheek before he sat back down on the bed next to her. He put the bowl between his own legs, careful not to spill. He dipped the towel in the water, which she smelled he had scented with a bottle of oil she had almost forgotten she had.
The water was warm, but not too hot and it immediately helped her muscles relax.
He carefully unclasped her bra and let it fall onto the bed, but he didn't remove it. Then, he pressed the towel to her back, and he followed the same path his fingers had taken, down each side of her spine all the way to her buttocks, and then back up.
'I didn't know you could massage,' she moaned, feeling the muscles in her back relax but other muscles get tighter. He was driving her insane with his careful touches.
'You never asked,' he said. She just smiled.
He had used his trip to her bathroom to try and ease his erection, and it had helped, until he had walked back into the room. Now, he was just trying to keep it away from her, not wanting to break the spell that was between them. He felt so blessed that she was letting him care for her. It was a very important step, and he knew she probably didn't see it that way, but she might understand later on. He just wanted to make sure she'd remember it as the sweetest, most beautiful thing anyone had ever done to her.
He worked her back muscles for almost a full half hour before he was convinced she was relaxed. Brennan was fighting sleep, and when he put down the bowl on the floor and his face came close to hers she opened her eyes which had been half closed with impending sleep.
'Hey, did I put you to sleep?' he smiled.
'Almost,' she said, and the huskiness in her voice told him everything. He kissed her forehead, wiped her back dry with another towel, tossed it aside and moved over her to her other side. 'Go back to sleep, you must be tired.'
She nodded. 'I thought we were going to have sex,' she said, still facing away from him.
'Later, and I'm not finished,' he promised, and put an arm around her to spoon her into the shape of his own body.
She felt his erection press into her ass and she pushed back onto it, but he stilled her. 'Later,' he repeated. She sighed and snuggled back into him, and he knew he'd made the right choice to let her sleep first. Within a minute, her breathing had evened out and he knew she was asleep.
When she awoke, almost an hour had passed. Booth had been awake, listening to her breathing and feeling the soft rise and fall of her chest and shoulders.
She stirred and turned onto her back. 'How long was I asleep for?'
He smiled at her, she looked hazy with sleep and he knew she must have been exhausted with the day's stressful activities.
'Almost an hour. You look like you needed it.' He sat up on one elbow to look at her. She looked up into his eyes. 'I did. Thank you.'
He nodded. 'Sure. How is your back? You were quite tense.'
She sighed. 'That is one part of my body I cannot seem to keep in shape,' she commented.
'I'd be more than happy to do that on a regular basis,' Booth said.
She reached up and kissed him on his cheek. 'Thanks.'
Her bra was still unclasped and barely hanging from her shoulders, and the movement caused its straps to drop. Booth knew that they probably had time before dinner for the second half of his plan, so he indulged himself and kissed her shoulder where her bra strap had been.
She immediately wound her fingers in his hair and dropped back onto the bed. He had found out that she was a very physical person, and he'd do this her way. She looked at him, and he could see her eyes shift from clear blue to a darker shade, conveying her need for him.
She didn't say anything, and he continued kissing down her arm, taking the bra with him. He tossed it aside and kissed the tops of her fingers before putting her arm back onto the bed.
She was lying on her back now, looking up at him as if she was paralyzed. He could see her mouth curl into a smile and her chest heave to draw in a deep breath before both his hands moved to cup her breasts and his mouth found hers again in a hungry and loving kiss. 'Love me,' he whispered into her mouth. She sobbed, a mixture of pure emotion and arousal, and she could only nod into his mouth before he broke the kiss and sat up.
She could clearly see his erection, and she moved a hand to trace its contours. Booth was still wearing his pants and she unbuttoned them swiftly. She tried to sit up but he put a hand on her shoulder. He sat back on his heels and removed his pants and boxers in one movement, then moved back to her.
She felt his eyes on her like two bolts of fire. First on her eyes, then down on her breasts. Her nipples responded immediately, tightening under his eyes. Then, his eyes moved down to her panties. His hands followed, working on instinct rather than brains. Her hips bucked up in anticipation, and he quickly hooked his fingers under the rim and slid them off in one movement. 'You're beautiful,' he said, and his voice sounded different somehow. Softer, quieter. She looked at him and she saw something in his eyes he hadn't let her see before. Tears brimmed again and she sighed, willing them to go away.
'It's beautiful, Temperance. Let them come,' he whispered, and as he leaned in closer she saw tears in his eyes too. She reached for him and he moved over her, both of them completely naked now.
He kissed her eyelids, which had fallen shut, the tear on her cheek, down to her neck, he kissed along her collarbone and down her sternum. Once he had reached her breast, she didn't know what to do. He was driving her insane with this slow approach, but it was a sweet torture she was willing to go through every time for this man.
He kissed her all around and finally on one of her nipples, erecting a cry from her. She pushed her back upwards, causing her breast to push into his mouth. He licked her breast carefully and softly with his tongue, tearing soft cries from her every time he touched her nipple. Then, he moved down to her tummy and finally she felt his hands on her thighs.
She wanted him to stop teasing, so she decided to let go of one of her most primal fears.
'Booth, stop.'
He looked up at her. Her hands reached for him, and he moved up into them. 'What's wrong?'
'Nothing. I don't want to be teased anymore. Another time.' She looked down and blushed a little.
He smiled at her shyness. 'Tell me what you want and you'll have it, Bones,' he said. She smiled at him, her shyness disappearing swiftly.
'In that case, get up here, Booth,' she said, her voice slightly naughty.
He laughed and sat up, taking her with him. She locked her legs behind his strong back, and she knew he was imitating their actions from that morning. Only now, they were both sitting down on her bed, and without knowing why, she glanced at her mirror.
What she saw took her breath away. Booth followed her gaze and soon found out why she was so in awe.
The mirror, a long, full-length mirror covering one door of her closet, provided a beautiful view of them, on her bed, locked in a very intimate way. He looked at her, then back at the mirror and she felt him grow even harder under her core.
She locked eyes with him. 'Come inside me,' she invited. He didn't need any more encouragement.
He lifted her a little, positioning himself under her and slowly but steadily hugged her closer while pushing up into her. The friction was almost unbearable. They were so close, their entire bodies entwined in the most intimate of ways.
They hung onto each other while they savored the feeling for a few seconds.
Then, Brennan glanced at the mirror and what she saw caused her insides to flutter. He felt it, and started moving in very long, slow strokes. The beauty of their reflection made her feel as if she was looking at herself with the man of her dreams, and tears started falling freely onto his shoulder. He cradled her head with one hand and with the other he kept her lower back to him.
He was so deep inside of her, he wondered how he had managed to last this long. As he felt her insides get tighter, he made his strokes harder and she started moving into him.
Her entire body started shaking, pure emotion running through her, and she was freely crying out her pleasure. He loved it, and a tantrum of words moved from his mouth into her ear as he drove them to their peaks.
She came first, clamping down on him hard and sobbing and crying her amazement into him as she went limb in his arms.
He followed her, spurting into her with each shudder of her muscles, until he too was fully spent and they were sitting on her bed, connected in every way, trying to recover.
He felt her tears fall onto his skin, and he wanted to comfort her, to talk to her, to cradle her and protect her from the demons haunting her but he knew he couldn't do more than try to show her she'd be all right. So that's what he did. He let her cry and he let her clamp onto him as hard as she wanted, while he held her head and body close to him.
