This chapter is a little odd...I'm gonna say that up front. I hope you like it though and rest assured more is coming. Rating up to T although its really not that bad. Depending on how you guys thing I wrote this I will consider how I'm going to go on.
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Who would have thought that a straight edge forensic anthropologist and cocky federal agent would be making out in the aforementioned agents kitchen? The number of potential guessers goes even lower if you explain exactly who the pair is. Because Temperance Brennan does not just go around making out with guys and Seeley Booth may seem like a womanizer but the truth is he is a hopeless romantic. In a way they are both hopeless and their desperation has drawn them closer until the pinnacle- making out in a kitchen while their dinner got cold.
Booth gasped for air as she pulled away slightly, not realizing how urgent his need for air had become. His hands still firmly entangled in her hair and on the small of her back, pressing her against him, he tried to quiet his ragged breath. Moaning sadly as she pulled out of his arms completely he looked at her expectantly.
"Bones?" he was pleasantly surprised at the husky tone his voice possessed at the moment and watched as her eyes darkened with desire and he found his back pressed against his own kitchen wall.
Her lips grazed his ear as she whispered raggedly "I love it when you call me Bones" then laughing lightly she captured his mouth in hers once more and allowed her hands to roam his chest longingly. Hearing his moan transfer directly into her mouth she deepened the kiss and held onto him as if her very life depended upon it. Which it very well might have.
Booth looked at the lump of pasta stuck in the pot with a shake of his head and a smile. He had already placed the order for pizza, now he was faced with the task of cleaning up their forgotten dinner. Feeling a pair of delicate arms encircle his waist he sighed and moved his own hands to cover hers.
She snuck a peek at the pot and chuckled lightly. "Dinosaur shaped pasta Booth? You really did go out of your way to impress me…"
He blushed a bit and whirled her around in his arms so they were face to face. "You actually should thank Parker for that, although thinking about it now…it was strangely appropriate." He smiled down at her lovingly and they rocked back and forth, gazes locked.
The shrill call of the doorbell broke the ambiance of the moment and she shuffled over to the cabinet to retrieve plates while he paid for the pizza. Hearing him at the door with the delivery boy and allowed herself a moment to lean against the counter and thank whoever it was you thank in these moments. Booth would insist on his God, and at the moment she didn't care who caused this happiness she just knew that she never wanted it to go away. As she opened her eyes she saw the doorframe fill with her partner carrying the bulky pizza box and couldn't help the grin that overcame her features when she heard him ask her the simplest question she had ever heard.
"Hungry Bones?"
She stood for a moment trying to sort her thoughts, she was indeed very hungry but for so many things. She finally decided that one of them was in fact food and she nodded slowly "Starving"