AN: No fluffy ducks here. Like, none at all. Pure,100% Booth and Brennan smut.
Chapter 4
Booth and Brennan arrived home after a long day.
Booth threw his keys on the kitchen bench in anger and walked to the fridge. He pulled out a beer, cracked it open and skulled half of it.
"Fuck!" He yelled out, as his hand slammed down on the bench.
"Booth, I'm going to put Christine upstairs in her crib and then when I come down again, we are going to talk about your anger."
He glanced at Brennan with an apologetic look in his eyes as she left the kitchen.
He sighed and lent against the bench and rubbed the back of his neck. He was stiff and sore. His stress levels were through the roof and he felt tired.
"Booth." Brennan placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed.
"Christine down?" He said, turning his head to look at Brennan.
"Out like a light before I even got her to her room."
She placed both her arms around his waist and her head found that lovely spot on his chest. She planted a kiss underneath his chin.
"Talk to me, Booth. You haven't been yourself for a few days now. Ever since we dropped Parker off at Rebecca's. You've been so angry. Today you yelled at me for no reason and,"
"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Bones." He placed his fingers on her chin and tilted her head up. His lips met hers and they slowly kissed. They parted lips but he was millimeters away from her. "I'm really sorry. I'm sorry." He continued kissing her. His pace intensified as he grabbed Brennan closer to his body. He ran his hands up and down her side.
"Booth, stop." Brennan tried to pull away but his grip was too strong for her.
"Booth, stop. I'm serious, stop. I don't want an apology like this," She looked him in the eye and he knew she was serious. He let her go. "We have to talk about this. You need to talk about this. I would rather you talk to me about this, than us have angry sex up against the kitchen counter." Her eyes were still drilled in on his. "Uncontrollable sex, good. Angry sex, bad." She smiled at him and slid her hand into his. She led him to the couch. As they sat down, he pulled her onto him and she landed in his lap.
"Talk to me, Booth. That's why I'm here. You can't keep everything," She placed a hand on his heart. "In here. Vent!"
"You know, Bones. I think I would be lost without you." He smiled at her.
She looked at him with a reassurance.
"Bones, yes, I have been angry the past couple of days. Yesterday I nearly broke the boxing bag at the gym. I'm frustrated at the situation with Parker and Rebecca."
"You've never mentioned it to me before. I know that you wished you had Parker more, but I honestly didn't think it was this bad."
She cupped his cheek and rubbed her thumb over his lips.
"Rebecca and I have never seen eye to eye when it comes to Parker. I wanted joint custody but she fought me every step of the way. Then she plays these mind tricks on me. "I wanted to give you and Temperance some space with your new family," what a load of crap." He sighed. "Parker wants to spend time with me and he loves you and Christine and I... I want to try for joint custody."
He looked at Brennan with a look of uncertainty.
"I think that would be wonderful, Booth. To be quiet honest with you, I'm surprised you haven't already got it. You're a wonderful father. You deserve to see your son more often."
She planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"Thanks, Bones. Are you okay with this though? If I get joint custody, Parker will be here more often."
"Booth, stop worrying about me. He already calls me mum. He says he loves it here and spending time with his sister. I would love to have him here more."
"What did I do to deserve such a wonderful and understanding girlfriend?"
Brennan opened her mouth to answer and then realized it was a rhetorical question.
"I'll have to speak to my lawyer in the coming weeks and get the ball rolling."
Brennan moved her legs to either side of his and straddled him. She reached for his tie and with nimble fingers she undid it. Her fingers sliding under his collar and she undid the second and third button. Booth always wore his shirts with the first button undone, it's like he knew it turned her on, to see the skin of his neck. She placed soft kisses on his chest. She ran her hands down to his waist and applying pressure, she used him as leverage to get up off the couch. She smirked at him and walked to the kitchen.
"You cannot be serious, Bones," His pants seemed just a little tighter.
"You can't do that to me. You're a tease."
She giggled.
"What? I did nothing" Her voice was cheeky.
"Woman, you will kill me one day." He got up off the couch and walked to the kitchen. Brennan was at the sink as he placed his hands on her hips from behind.
"Seriously, Bones. Thank you for understanding. Your support is important to me and again, I'm sorry I yelled at you today. I'm an idiot."
He moved her hair off of her shoulder and planted a soft on her collarbone.
"God, you smell amazing." He nuzzled at her neck.
"Booth, you are not getting sex."
"But you were all over me just then, if that wasn't an invitation, I don't know what was."
"Like you said, I'm a tease."
Booth could feel his erection growing in his pants.
"Ah," He let go of her. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Okay, I'll start dinner."
Booth turned to walk upstairs but Brennan caught his arm.
She placed both her arms around his neck and leaned in to his ear and whispered...
"You better make that a cold shower." She gently bit his earlobe. "I didn't say anything about us not having sex later." She pulled away from him and winked. A smirk formed across Booth's face and he left the kitchen.
-B&B-
Booth was already in bed when Brennan walked into their bedroom.
She kicked off her slippers and walked to the dresser. She took out her earrings and placed them neatly in her jewelry box.
Her fingers slid into her hair as she pulled out all the pins that were holding it up.
From the bed, she could feel eyes watching her.
"I love the way you undress in front of me, baby. It's sexy and quiet a turn on." She looked over at Booth laying in bed. The sheets barely covering him.
"Bones, get your cute little butt over here. I'll unzip you." He had that smirk on his face. Brennan loved that smirk, it was cocky and cheeky and made her feel like a teenager, who was defying her parents by sleeping with Booth.
She bit her bottom lip and walked over to the bed. She sat down next to Booth and felt his hand slide up from under the sheet. It was warm on her nape. She gently rolled her neck, side to side and let out a sigh. He grabbed the zipper and slowly slid it down while his fingers brushed against her soft back. Booth held back every fibre of his being not to rip the dress off of her, throw her on the bed and go to town on her. He was still angry from the events of the previous days and he was definitely still angry at himself for yelling at Brennan. He placed a soft kiss on Brennan's back as he removed the straps from her shoulders. She stood up and the dress fell to the floor. She was standing there in a rich deep red matching bra and panties set. Her creamy vanilla skin in contrast to the material, made his lips curve up at her beauty.
She lifted the sheet and slowly climbed into bed. Booth's arms were already waiting for her but she didn't accept them. She moved to straddle his hips and she could feel his growing erection on her thighs.
Brennan moved down and kissed Booth's lips with intense passion. A low growl escaped his throat and she continued by kissing his chin and along his jawline. Her lips found his neck and she stayed there a minute, planting soft kisses on his collarbone.
She wasn't angry at Booth for yelling at her today. It was trivial, yes, but she understood his stress. After the conversation they had had in the lounge room this afternoon, she decided that although they had regular, very satisfying sex, he needed to be treated to her. Although she was not opposed to uncontrollable Booth sex, which she knew was far more than satisfying.
She moved her lips to his chest and flicked her tongue over his hard nipples. She could feel his stomach tighten. She shimmied down his body and kissed his hard stomach.
"Bones,"
"Shh." She looked up and placed a finger over his lips. Keeping it there. Her lips met the elastic of his boxers. Seeing his erection growing she pulled down his boxers and his hard penis sprung free.
She bent her chest down so her breasts lay on his penis.
"Bones,"
Then she slid up his body and met his lips.
"Booth, shut up, okay." She placed her finger on his lips again and he nodded.
She replaced her finger with her lips and trailed kisses off to his ear. She nipped at his earlobe and whispered.
"Take my bra and panties off, slowly." He grabbed her nape and pulled her lips to his. He rolled her so she was on her back. Her breasts were covered by the lace of her bra. He traced the material with his lips. He wanted to savour her smell and her silky skin. She was warm and her breasts were firm. He wanted to say sorry to her again, in words and in his touch. She arched her back, telling him to remove her bra. He slowly reached around her back and popped open the clasp. With his teeth he traced up to her shoulders and pulled down the straps. She lifted her arms out of the bra and he tossed it to the floor, like a feather. Her breasts stood there in all their glory, perky yet somehow, soft. His eyes met hers as he felt her hard nipples on his chest. He looked at her for what seemed like a million years. His mouth had curved to a smile and the glint in his eyes told her that he was happy.
He ran his hand down her stomach and placed it on her core. She was warm and he could feel how wet she was. He removed her lace panties slowly, feeling the warm silky skin of her thighs beneath his fingers. Once her panties reached her ankles, he discarded them without care.
He traced his lips up her legs, feeling the silky texture of her creamy vanilla skin.
His tongue traced her navel and then made its way up to her breasts. He enveloped a nipple into his mouth and sucked, also greedily.
Brennan moaned as her could feel her breasts tighten. He moved on to the other nipple and enveloped it in a state of desperation. He sucked and nibbled at her. Brennan's hands were enclosed in his hair. She pulled him, if possible, closer to her breasts.
He trailed his tongue around her nipples and pulled up to her lips. He pecked her softly.
"Bones, I want to say sorry again for my attitude."
She grabbed his neck and lowered his ear to her lips.
"Don't tell me how sorry you are, show me."
She looked at him again, kissed him softly on the lips and then she pulled away, just centimeters from his lips.
"Remember what I said before? Uncontrollable sex is good"
She grabbed his neck again and pulled him down on top of her, crushing his mouth with hers. She could feel Booth smile at this verbal permission to go absolutely wild on her.
"Oh, baby. I love you. I fucking love you so much." Booth ran his hands down Brennan's body and straight to her sex. His fingers glided over her smooth skin and her legs fell apart for him. He slid two fingers into her slit, she was soaking wet. He loved feeling her and seeing her like this, ready for him. His erection was now so hard, it was painful. He lined himself up to her core and plunged into her.
"Oh my God, Booth." She let out her words in a whimper and that turned Booth on even more. He was in her to the hilt and get somehow it just wasn't enough. He could feel her clench around his shaft as he thrust in and out of her, faster then slower and then again with more pressure. He wanted to see her have multiple rolling orgasms. He wanted to see that and that would be his way of knowing she forgave him. He hated that he had hurt her, even with words. This was his woman, he loved her and he knew she was giving him her body, as a sign that she did forgive him.
He could feel her clench more as she arched her back.
Her core quivered for a few moments and he knew it was tiny orgasm. 'One down, one big one to go.' Booth thought to himself.
As he thrust with all he had, he looked down at her and her eyes were closed in pure passion. Her breath was staggered.
"Baby, open your eyes please. I need those big blue eyes."
She opened her eyes and they were calling him in. He bent down and smashed his mouth with hers. Their tongues danced and hugged and explored.
"Booth, I'm going to come, hard." Her eyes rolling around in her head.
He thrust as hard as he could while she arched her back towards his hips.
Their bodies thrusting up and down in a pattern so familiar to them, yet strange at the same time.
"Oh Booth, Booth, Booth. I am so close."
"I need them eyes open, Bones." He laughed and she opened them again.
He could feel himself about to explode, her core clenched around him for a final time and she came. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she panted. She looked at Booth and smiled. With one more hard thrust, he spilled his seed into her.
Both of them were panting and Booth rolled off Brennan.
He lay on his back with his right arm above his head.
"Baby, I know what that was." He turned his head and looked at Brennan.
"What do you mean, Booth?" She said with a smile in her tone.
"I know that that was you being a human stress ball. You let me use you in that sense, to show me that my apology was forgiven, right?"
"Because I love you, Booth. Although I do have to admit, uncontrollable sex with you is amazing."
"Bones, you were a stress ball and we both know it." He turned on his side and placed a kiss on her cheek. He grabbed her into his arms.
"You're welcome."
"I haven't said thank you yet."
"You don't have to, Booth. That was pretty much all the thanks I needed."
Brennan reached over to the side table and turned the lamp off.
