In this one we find out what happened to Hodgins and then move on to some smut, which we've all been patiently waiting for. As always I am extremely grateful for all of the wonderful reviews and alerts. I hope you enjoy this one. Gregg.
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The Next Morning
As it turned out neither Max or Pops were available the afternoon before. Max was on a short getaway with his "lady friend" and Pops hadn't been feeling so go, a touch of the flu, and so they decided to give it a couple of days before letting them know. The night before had been spent doing a lot of talking about the future and how they were going to handle things, especially work. Booth, naturally, had been at his overprotective best, while Bones had decreed that it was her body and she would decided when was the appropriate time to begin taking it easy work wise. Neither had been terribly pleased at the outcome, but both were very pleased that they were managing to discuss the issues and not fight about them.
Booth was just waking up, with Bones asleep in his arms he was pleased as punch to note, at about 10:30 in the morning when his cell phone rang. He glared at the stupid thing, but knew that he needed to answer it in case it was a case. He hoped it wasn't, but murderers and cutthroats weren't the most considerate of investigators days off.
"Booth," he said firmly when he flipped the thing open and answered, mentally kissing his morning lie in with Bones curled up against him goodbye.
"Can I have my Father-in-Law arrested and charged with assault?" a very irate Hodgins asked.
"You woke me up because you're pissed at your Father-in-Law?" Booth asked, a little peeved. This could have waited. "Max punched me in the balls four years ago, Hodgins. Do you see me holding a grudge?" He saw Bones looking up at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"I've got another tattoo!" Hodgins yelled into the phone. "After Angie told him no tequila or tattoos he got me blitzed again and gave me another tattoo! I want him arrested!"
Booth groaned slightly as he felt Bones close her warm hand around his morning erection. He wanted to say something and tell her that now was not the time, but it would be a dead giveaway to Hodgins, so he kept it to himself.
"Have the thing removed, Hodgins," Booth suggested, his teeth clenching just a bit as Bones began a very talented hand job on him. Dear God in Heaven she's good at that! Booth thought to himself.
"Do you have any idea how painful that is?" Hodgins thundered, his voice going up a few octaves. "And this isn't just any tattoo on the upper arm. This one is the heads of his other two band members on each shoulder blade looking down and floating on clouds with the words, in bold calligraphy no less, Overprotective Honorary Uncles Watching Over You! My whole back is a tattoo! I want him arrested and in jail!"
Booth was almost in a complete pleasure driven fog at that moment given the deliriously wonderful things Bones was doing to Junior, adding a small lick here and there to tease him some more. But he had enough presence of mind to reply.
"You can't have the lead guy on one of the most popular rock bands in the world, and in history, arrested, screwing up a new world tour, Hodgins," he told his friend. "Fans would find out it was you who had it done and lynch you. Then they'd consider me an accomplice in ruining their concert plans and lynch me, too! I don't think now is the time for us to be pushing up daisies, Hodgins."
"I'm going to talk to Caroline," Hodgins said finally, after he was done spluttering in outrage at Booth's apparent disinterest in his suffering. "There's gotta be something I can do to get even."
"Good luck," Booth chuckled, and almost hissed when Bones took him in her mouth and began to work her oral magic on Junior. "Caroline's a big fan of ZZ Top. Don't ask me how, but she is. Besides, you were drunk, so you aren't an effective witness to the fact that you weren't willing to have a tattoo." He hung up when Hodgins began cursing up a storm at that announcement. Looking down on Bones he chuckled, her eyes focused on him while she was working her mouth slowly up and down his length. "You realize that you've just blown the slow approach right out of the water."
She chuckled as she released him, though keeping a firm grasp with her hand. "I was impatient to have this again," she told him honestly, giving a slight nod to his cock. "Besides, I thought all men loved being blown."
"We do, Bones, but haven't you ever heard that patience is a virtue?" he asked, though not really against what was happening. A month of good conversation, sleeping in each others arms, working on the past issues that each still felt, and making a real go of this had been the slow phase, so he was ready, willing, and most definitely able for the speedy phase to begin.
"Patience is counterproductive when there is so much lost time to make up for," she told him, a serious look on her face as she returned her attention to his very eager junior partner.
"Well, there is that," he grinned. Leave it to Bones to cut through all the BS and get to the main point. God he loved her! He reached down and pulled her up, giving her a deep kiss.
"I was already saying good morning, Booth," she teased when they broke off the kiss for a bit of air.
"And doing a totally awesome job of it, Bones," he assured her. "But I'm still reveling in the fact that for the last month I've been waking up with you in my arms."
Bones felt a flare of heated arousal as she thought about the fact that they had spent every night together since that first night, but only holding each other. It was incredibly intimate, and at the same time extremely satisfying. She was understanding all that he had told her over the years about love, and knew that he had shown her that all along he'd been the right person. They had just needed to get beyond all the baggage that each held. She was sad, though, that they had managed to hurt each other so terribly over the years in getting to this point.
"I am, too, Booth," she said, her tone a bit husky, but gentle at the same time. She laid a hand on his cheek, stroking the morning stubble, shivering at the thought of that rough surface stimulating her inner thighs as he orally pleasured her. The one time they'd been together had proven to her he was a master at the art of cunnilingus. While she was desirous of a repeat performance, she wanted him inside of her at that moment even more. She quickly positioned herself and slid back on him, taking his length inside her with a slight intake of breath. He was large, and stretched her so incredibly well. "But I think we need this more," she said as she began a slow back and forth, feeling him slide over her inner tissues with just the perfect amount of friction as she clenched and unclenched her tight sheath.
"Oh my God you're incredible," Booth ground out as he tried to hold off the explosion. He was amazed that she could bring him to the verge of cumming so quickly. He prided himself on his stamina, but with Bones he was definitely going to have to retrain Junior down there. He mentally recited some Saints in an effort to hold off the eminent end of this round of bliss.
Bones sped up the motion of her hips knowing he was close. So was she, and she wanted to feel him explode inside of her like she did a month before. Normally one for protection, she had foregone that one month ago, and now that she was pregnant could see no sense in denying herself, and him, the pleasure of genuinely enjoying one another. She let herself fall forward, kissing him again and then working her way along his jaw until her lips were at his ear. She nipped at his lobe, causing him to spasm, which felt incredible inside of her.
"You're the one who feels incredible," she whispered, a naughty, yet sexy tone in her voice. "Cum for me, Booth. I want to feel you cum deep inside of me."
"Oh, shit!" he strangled out as he exploded, thrusting deeply into her as he felt her come apart, too.
They spent a few minutes slowly coming down from the mutual climax. For both of them it was another clear signal that this was right, and the relationship was going to work, despite the difficulties they knew would come about. Suddenly a thought entered Booth's mind and he began to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" she asked, lifting her head from it's comfortable position on his well defined chest.
"I was just thinking about how Sweets will react when he finds out that not only are we finally together, but that we're going to have a baby," he said, still chuckling.
Bones started laughing, too. "It should be interesting to see," she agreed. "Why don't we tell him today?" she asked, a twinkle in her eyes.
"Bones?" he asked guardedly.
"Trust me," she said as she kissed him again, shifting her hips a bit as a treat to his senses.
"Just don't give the kid a coronary, Bones," Booth told her, and then, not being able to take it anymore, rolled over on top of her and slid into her, Junior already having miraculously recovered. "But first things first."
"Definitely," she said as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down for a deep, toe curling kiss.
A/N: Well now we know what happened to Hodgins, and we got a small bit of smut to start with. Next up, we get to Sweets' reaction. Till next time. Gregg.