A/N: Another addition, hope you like it! And there's plenty more where that came from! If you like what you see you know what to do :D
Angela slumped down into her chair. The Jeffersonian was boring with no fresh cases to work on. She groaned in boredom, and then a grin crossed her face and she hopped up a bit too energetically, almost toppling on her heels. She clicked through the silent lab, it being almost empty, even at lunch time, and arrived at her best friend's door. She snaked herself against the doorframe and saw her friend was occupied at her computer. Silently, she sneaked in, closed the door and all the blinds, before tip-toeing as best she could to her friend's back, facing the door, and dead to the world. She leaned in close and breathed on Temperance's neck, before whispering in her ear, "Hey."
Temperance almost jumped out of her own skin, she had been so busy working on her latest chapter for her latest novel she hadn't noticed her friend creep in and breath down her neck. It had been so silent and quiet that of course she had been startled. "Hey Ange, can I help you?" Brennan asked casually, crossing one legs over the other and she frowned slightly noticing that the blinds were closed and that could only mean one thing.
Angela grinned and breathed deeper, loving how she could look down and see Brennan's already hardened peaks. She flicked her tongue out and trailed it along Brennan's ear, her own arousal making her shiver. "In a lot of ways, you can help me, Temperance" Angela replied.
Brennan withheld a moan and closed her eyes for half a second, shuddering at the sound of her full name being used by her friend in such a seductive tone. She tried to spin her chair around but Angela had it locked in place. "In what ways Angela?" Brennan questioned innocently, of course she knew what Angela wanted. After a sleepover at her house, a fun night out on the town and not to mention the other night when they had been alone on the platform together had proved that the two of them were probably more than "just friends".
"Oh, I think you know, Bren," Angela replied, biting Temperance's earlobe between her teeth. She was so turned on and felt her nipples hardening against the smooth material of her blouse. She loved this. She was going to make her moan, maybe even scream.
A small moan left Brennan's lips and she crossed one leg over the other to relieve the throbbing in between her thighs, pressing them as tightly as she could together her nipples already straining through the black see through blouse and matching black tank top she wore underneath.
"Really Ange? Do I really know?" Brennan purred back, trying to keep her face composed.
"Well, you should," Angela replied, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. She could feel herself get more and more turned on every second, with the way her friend was looking up at her through half-closed lids. She felt the blood pool to her core, and shook all over. She could tell Temperance was just as hot for it as she was, just by the simple actions she was making.
Temperance couldn't help but smile up at her friend, trying to turn her chair around quickly but her friend still had a firm grip on the office chair. "You didn't answer my question properly, how can I help you Angela?" Brennan questioned.
"Like, I said, Temperance. In lots of ways. Lots of ways that we've demonstrated in many different places. That night of our little sleepover... The other week in the lab when Matt caught us in the bathroom... A few nights ago on the platform... That was my favourite time... could you take any examples from those particular scenarios?" she crooned, inching closer and closer to Brennan, kissing up her neck and breathing heavily in her ear.
"Mm... I see..." Brennan moaned loudly as her friend kissed up along her neck, squirming in the chair again to be able to face Angela. "A-Ange, let go of the chair... please..." she mumbled, her eyes meeting Angela's for a second to show all the arousal and lust that lay behind them.
Angela's chocolate brown eyes bore deep into Brennan's cerulean blue ones. "Well, Temperance, if I remove my hands from the chair, where would you like me to put them instead?" Angela asked, leaning down to Brennan's ear and whispering seductively.
A smirked crossed Brennan's face and the moisture pooled to her lower regions almost instantly. She bit her lip innocently before continuing. "Oh Ange, there's so many places I'd love for you to put your hands. I'm not sure where I'd want them first..." she replied, her voice dragging out as a moan and a purr.
"Well you're going to have to make a choice; I only have two hands Temperance," Angela purred, and trailed a hand down Temperance's side, rubbing softly at the underside of Temperance's bra, slipping a finger under it and snapping it back to hit the anthropologist's skin, making her jump and Angela grin.
Brennan jumped in her seat as her friend flicked her bra, letting out a small squeal. Even by that one action she fled herself grow more aroused, nipples straining even more against the fabric of her bra, tank top and black blouse and more moisture pooled to her panties which were probably drenched by now. Then again drenched was probably an understatement. "Hrm..." Brennan looked at her friend and faked a thoughtful face, there were so many places she could be touched and so many where she needed to be touched. Temperance finally came to her decision and smirked. "You may only have two hands Ange but you also have a very talented tongue. I think you know what to do right?"
"Oh, right! I forgot about my oh so talented tongue that you have come on so many times, Temperance," Angela purred, and slid down onto her knees. She slipped off her heels, and slowly and carefully crawled under Brennan's desk, crossing her legs when she got there, her skinny jeans making it easy, and eyed the hem of Brennan's black pencil skirt with fierce competitiveness. Slowly, she started with her palm at Brennan's ankle, slowly sliding up, until she reached her knee, tickling slightly, before continuing up to her thigh, almost reaching Brennan's panties, before abruptly pulling her hand out and repeating the motion with her other hand and Brennan's other leg.
"Mm, that wonderful tongue." Brennan replied with a smirk, a slight moan leaving her lips as Angela's hands ran up her skirt and a groan erupted from her as she repeated the motion again, disappointed when her hand didn't reach its proper destination. "Angela, please." Temperance hissed, realising how desperate her tone was and corrected herself. "I have a little surprise you might like if you reach further up my skirt, and it's not just my arousal Ange." Brennan teased, biting her lip.
Angela tried not to show any emotion and tease Temperance for as long as possible, but the element of curiosity dragged her hand further and further, brushing with Brennan's soaked crotch, and feeling up to the hemline, fingering it, before tugging it down and to Brennan's knees, inching it down oh so slowly.
Temperance smiled in satisfaction of getting what she wanted and realised she had worn these panties for a reason. They were a skimpy black pair with frills on the hem was a medium sized pink bow, not to mention the fact that she was wearing the matching bra along with it. Last time Angela had seen this set was in the window of a lingerie store when they had gone on one of their annual shopping trips, Angela had pointed them out and it only occurred to Brennan the other day to buy them. "Like what you see Ange?" Temperance teased coyly.
"Oh, yes, Brennan. You know after we saw this set for the first time, I imagined it on you for days after? I got off so hard on images of you flouncing around in that. I came so hard, Bren. So so hard," Angela revealed, fingering the bow on the panties as she inched them down further and further. "Speaking of which, are you wearing the whole set?" Angela murmured. "I'll just have to check," She added, sliding a hand up under her friend's blouse slowly, feeling Temperance's chest heave with deep breaths.
"You did?" Brennan questioned, the mental images of Angela masturbating while imagining her was enough to make her grow more arousal and a soft moan left her lips as Angela's hands trailed up under her blouse. "Yes.. Ange I'm wearing the whole... set." Temperance replied a little breathless. Her body shifted in her seat slightly, pressing her legs together to alleviate the throbbing in between them.
Angela grinned at how turned on she was, and pulled the panties around Brennan's shoes, tossing it to the side, more interested in what sat before her under Brennan's pulled-up skirt. Her friend's juices were flowing, and she wanted so badly to attach her lips to it, but held back instead opting to slide a finger down the outside of Brennan's folds, enjoying how Temperance's juices flowed just for her.
A small groan left Brennan's lips as Angela's finger slide along the outside of her folds, her head falling back slightly feeling her juices slowly flow out. "Ange, please keep on going..." she murmured, looking at her friend and shifting slightly again in her seat. "Please Ange..."
"Yeah, Brennan, you like that, hmm? You gonna come for me, sweetie?" Angela said, before running her tongue along Brennan's slit and the underside of her clit, loving the taste of her friend on her tongue.
"I... love it... Ange." Brennan said between pants, already feeling her body growing stimulated just by a few touches from her friend. Her leg's parted further to accommodate Angela's tongue and her body arched forward, hands slowly moving up to caress her breasts underneath the skimpy bra. "Oh god Ange... Keep. going."
Angela continued running her tongue up Brennan's slit, torturing slow, taking time to lick around her lips after every slow line she licked, tasting her friend's juices starting to flow heavier and heavier, a sign that Temperance was thoroughly enjoying her treatment. She continued, not fastening her pace even at Brennan's throaty begging.
Seeley Booth pranced through the halls with a skip in his step, and a whistle escaping his lips. He and Bones hadn't had any new cases recently, and he was visiting to check that she was still alive without him looking after her pretty much. He bypassed the platform and stood in front of her office with a confused look on his face, his brows furrowing immediately, as he took in the closed door and shut blinds. Wishing for his life she wasn't with a man, he reluctantly raised his hand and knocked. "Bones?"
Brennan tensed as soon as she heard her partner knock at her office door and looked to Angela horrified, ushering her friend to hide under the table before re-adjusting her skirt and blouse. "Come in, Booth," Temperance called out, pretending to busy herself in some paperwork, and hoped he would leave soon.
Angela grinned. Her head was wedged beneath the table and she was hesitant to move and cause a disturbance. The one thing still useful in her favour though, was her arm. Carefully, she snaked her hand up, keeping it hidden from Booth, and fiddled with the hemline of Brennan's dress for a second before pushing it further in and reaching for Temperance's clit, rubbing it softly, not missing the moan that escaped from Brennan's lips and wondering if Booth heard it too.
Booth opened the door slowly, peeking inside and clearing the coast before stepping in and shoving his hands in his pockets, the door closing softly behind him. "Hey, Bones. Watcha workin' on?" he asked, peering over at her from where he stood next to the couch. He watched her, taking in her heavy breathing, swollen lips and small grin, he would have guessed she'd been with a man, but there was no sign of any other activity in the room besides them. He heard her moan, and took in her flushed cheeks, mistaking her moan for one of exhaustion. "You alright, Bones? You look tired. You wanna go grab some lunch and I'll take you home?" he suggested caringly.
Brennan tried her hardest to keep herself under control, stopping her hips from bucking slightly into the table as Angela rubbed her clit under the table. Her eyes met Booth's for a second and a small smile crossed her face as she tried to act normal. "I'm just working on the latest paperwork for the case." she explained as casually as she could, a small moan leaving her lips for a few seconds. "N-No!" she cried, her voice wavering as Angela rubbed her clit harder and Temperance kicked under the table lightly to try and stop her friend. "No Booth, I'm not hungry and I have a lot of work to do." she explained, hoping he would leave.
"You sure, Bones?" Booth asked, his concern evident in his tone. He looked at her strange. "Are you sure you're feeling okay, Bones? You look a little flushed. Do you have a temperature?" he asked, walking over to her and placing a hand over her forehead. "You seem a little hot, would you like me to take you to the doctors?" Booth asked, not wanting his partner to get sick.
Angela grinned. She was enjoying teasing Temperance. She took Brennan's clit fully into her mouth and sucked steadily for a few seconds, sliding a finger into her friend's slick folds at the same time. With her other hand, she pulled off Brennan's heel, beginning a massage on her friend's foot and toes, having read once that toe massages were great orgasm-inducers.
A small gasp left Temperance's lips as Angela sucked her clit into her mouth, oh god... She shifted slightly in her chair, trying to stop a moan from leaving her lips and to keep her composure. "I'm fine Booth really. You don't need to take me to the doctor, you're being irrational." Brennan hissed, shooting him a small scowl. She bit her lip, eyes moving down to the paperwork in front of her and tried to pay attention hoping Booth would leave.
"Are you sure? Let me check your pulse," Booth said, grabbing her hand, beginning to get worried about her. Her eyes were glazed over, her skin blushed, and a nice sheen of sweat was covering her. He grabbed her wrist and placed two fingers to it, his FBI training telling him something was wrong. "Your pulse is racing, Bones! Are you sure you don't want to go to the doctors? Or at the very least see Cam?" Booth suggested.
Angela grinned at Booth's resistance. This was too much fun, what she was doing to Brennan while Booth stood there; completely unaware, and totally oblivious. She removed her hand from Brennan's foot and trailed it up her calf, tickling behind Temperance's knee, and them proceeding for both her hands to be at Bren's soaked core. She slid her finger out, then immediately put both her index fingers into Brennan's dripping heat, keeping her tongue firmly on Brennan's clit the whole time.
"Booth I'm.... fine! Really." Brennan tried to convince him, a slight gasp leaving her lips again as Angela continued her ministrations under her desk. She was so close, too close and just the slightest touch could throw her over the edge but she didn't want to come in front of Booth, that would be embarrassing. A groan left her lips and Brennan pretend to immerse herself back in her paperwork. "Please Booth I'm busy..."
"Busy with what, Bones?" Booth asked, looking at the files she had spread on the desk. "These cases are from last week, and closed. Why are you going through them again?" Booth asked, recognising the names of the victims on the files.
Angela loved how Brennan was reacting from her touches, so she continued, determined to make Brennan come before Booth left. She kept pumping her fingers, her right index finger brushing against Brennan's g-spot. Angela retracted her mouth from Brennan's clit and diving it inside her core for a minute, then pulling back out, sliding her friend's juices all around her core with her tongue. She loved the taste of Temperance, she craved it all the time.
"I'm just... a-ah... reviewing over them that's all..." she lied, not meeting his eyes. As Angela licked her out Brennan could feel her walls quivering in anticipation and suddenly they clenched and she came, a small moan leaving her lips as she bit her lip hard to stop herself her hips writhing slightly in the chair. Temperance felt her face flush and couldn't believe Booth was oblivious to all of what had been happening under the desk. "I-I actually should be typing up a new chapter of my book..." Brennan exclaimed, grabbing for her laptop and instantly opening it almost kicking Angela under the desk. "I-I'll talk to you later?"
"Okay then, Bones. Just let me know if there's anything you need. Anything at all," Booth told her and left reluctantly.
Angela grinned and lapped up her friends juices, licking her clean. She was reluctant to come up from under the desk until she was certain it was clear; re-adjusting her friend's skirt and replacing her shoe.
Brennan pushed back from her desk as soon as Booth walked out the door, her head falling back onto the chair as she was still recovering from the orgasm Angela had given her and looked down at her friend giving her a lazy smile. "Mm, that was highly stimulating Angela, especially with Booth in the room...but it was risky... But oh so good..." Temperance exclaimed a little breathlessly, shifting in her seat carefully with her overly sticky thighs. "I'm so glad I wore that matching set today, aren't you?"
"Hmm yes, Temperance. I think I need to get you some more sets. Maybe even help you try them on," Angela told her, licking her lips and still tasting the delicious juices on her tongue and looked up at her friend with a sly grin on her face, her eyes portraying her arousal.
Booth stood at Hodgins' station, his arms resting on the metal bars, chin in palm. Could this day get any more boring? His interest perked when he heard Bones' door opening and heels echoing through the lab. He heard giggles, and craned his head to see who she was with. Angela? Hang on a sec, they just came out of her office... That means Ange was in there the whole time... What on Earth? Booth furrowed his eyebrows, and then his jaw dropped as he noticed the best friends holding hands and standing close together. Holy shit.