Thank you for the great responses to the last chapter to this one, and also to the new story The Dark Side of Logic I recently posted. In this one we see Hodgins get his just desserts in the aftermath of making Booth cut up his favorite t-shirt. I hope you enjoy this one. Gregg.
Disclaimer: I don't own, or profit from, these characters or franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
"Tell me again," Booth asked eagerly as he lay next to Bones in her bed which they'd been in since getting to the apartment a few hours before.
Bones chuckled. "I've already told you three times," she chided him while running her hands up along the planes of his chest. "Are you going to keep asking me after each time we have sex this weekend?"
"That's my plan," Booth smiled widely. He looked down at her and admired her body. "Damn you're HOT, Bones," he told her for probably the thousandth time since he'd first seen her naked one week before.
"Flattery, Booth?" she teased, letting her hand go a bit lower so she was teasing the wiry pubic hair just above his perfectly formed penis.
"Anything to get you to tell me again how you got back at Hodgins for me," he said with a leering smile.
"It was nothing, Booth," she told him, trying to deflect him before he became totally obsessed over what she'd done.
"I'll gladly pay you back for that totally awesome blowjob I got in your office on Monday," he wheedled. He was still a bit unsure on the whole sex at work idea, though he had to admit that some of his hottest, and favorite fantasies involving Bones, had something to do with either of their offices in one fashion or another, but if using it as a bargaining chip would let him hear one more time the perfect payback that she'd dished out on Hodgins, then he was more than willing to utilize it.
Bones raised a brow. She loved this naughtier side of Booth a lot, and while he'd repaid her Monday evening with incredible enthusiasm, she was not about to turn down another totally mind blowing orgasm, or two, or three, or four, from an enthusiastic session of cunnilingus like she'd received a few days previously. One of these days she'd have to conduct a little experiment and see how long she could last under his masterful oral assault. Not today, as she had other things in mind, but one of these days she'd make it a reality.
"Alright," she relented, "but that payback had better be something spectacular, Seeley Booth."
Booth loved it when she used his full name, leaving off the middle name, as it told him she was taking a bit if charge. He wasn't into dominant/submissive routines, but an assertive Bones was very arousing in his opinion, especially as she was perfectly willing to take charge, and then relinquish charge. He had the feeling that she had not been like that with previous lovers as she was not terribly comfortable relinquishing any kind of control to begin with, but she obviously trusted him completely.
"Guaranteed, Bones," he assured her with a cocky grin.
"Okay," Bones sighed with a grin on her face. Then she began to tell him what she'd done.
That Afternoon at the Medico-Legal Lab of the Jeffersonian
"Hey, Bones, what's going on?" Booth asked as he looked up from his desk. He'd been excused from the afternoon's lab exercises as he had a mountain of paperwork to get to and he'd managed to make a pretty fair dent in it.
"How about we head over to my place and get naked?" Bones asked with a teasing tone and a pointed look.
Booth looked at the time on his laptop and then a second look. "Uh, Bones, it's only 3:30," he pointed out.
"So?" she asked. "I feel like playing hockey."
"Hooky, Bones," he patiently, and happily, pointed out. "It's playing hooky. Though I guess we could go over to the ice rink this evening when it closes and strip down to our birthday suits and ice skate."
"No thank you," Bones told him with a frown. "I just want to have sex. Lots and lots of sex."
"Not that I have any problems with that idea, Bones, but at 3:30? On a workday? You sick or something?" he asked, clearly a bit concerned.
"Why would I want to have sex if I was ill?" she asked.
"Never mind, Bones," he chuckled. "But why so early?"
"I have all my work done, and all the lab work is done except what Hodgins is doing with the students for core sampling," she pointed out. "Cam has even left for the weekend and dismissed everyone except for Hodgins, our group, and my student who is handling the bone core sampling."
"Which student?" Booth asked out of curiosity.
"Miss Wicks," Bones replied.
"Oh you are evil, Bones," Booth told her with a chuckle as he imagined the extremely hyper, and excited/excitable, Daisy Wicks leading a demonstration of anything for a group of FBI Agents. Thank God he was excused for the day. "Give me about 20 minutes?" he asked.
"NO," Bones said just a tad too rapidly.
"Is there something going on, Bones?" he asked suspiciously.
"You mean outside of the fact that I'm extremely aroused and want nothing more than to have you inside of me, fucking me hard and fast?" she said, her voice lowering in tone and volume, making her statement for his ears alone. "And I bought some more chocolate sauce when I went to lunch with Angela, too."
Booth's eyes glazed over as he heard all that. Horny Bones. Hard and fast. Chocolate sauce. Yep. Definitely a no brainer on that one. "Let's go!" he said as he shut down the computer and grabbed his jacket and keys.
Bones led Booth out to the main sliding glass doors of the lab when a man in a security uniform came up to them making his rounds.
"Mr. Jenkins, could you please take this file to Dr. Hodgins on the main platform?" Bones said as she heard Miss Wicks begin to tell them to don their masks on the platform.
"Certainly, Dr. Brennan," the guard said as he winked at Bones, an action that was not noticed by Booth who was thinking more of the sinful festivities awaiting him in a short while.
"Thank you, Mr. Jenkins," Bones told him as she handed him the file. "For everything."
"My pleasure, Dr. Brennan," the guard replied taking the file and making his way over to a bank of computers inputting a code and then walked up onto the platform. Minus a mask!
Bones had hustled Booth out the door when all of a sudden the bio-hazard alarm sounded and the sliding doors shut automatically. A very frantic shout could be heard through the glass.
"Get your asses in the Decon Showers!!!"
It was Hodgins' voice.
The Present at Bones' Apartment
"And what did you have the sensors programmed to read out?" Booth asked, reveling in the retelling.
"Valley Fever," Bones replied smugly.
"And what did you have to promise Daisy and the Security guard to spend a weekend in Hell with Hodgins and the Agents?" he asked. She hadn't really explained that part.
Bones sighed. "I promised Daisy that on our next case she could go to the crime scene with us," she told Booth reluctantly.
"Okay," Booth consented with deep reluctance. It was a reasonable price to pay considering the woman had agreed to spend a weekend getting shots in the ass and dealing with a group of angry FBI Agents wanting to kill Hodgins for getting them anywhere near that mess.
"And the guard," he asked, and he had to admit the guard deserved a medal for putting up with that kind of weekend.
"Season tickets to the home games of a sports team called the Redskins," Bones said, not sure what sport it was.
"How come I don't have season tickets?" Booth pouted.
"Because you already have enough to keep you occupied," Bones replied with a smug grin.
"What?" Booth exclaimed. "What the Hell are you talking about?"
"Your insatiable girlfriend, of course," Bones told him.
That got his attention. "Oh, yeah," he smiled. Before either of the could say anything Bones' cell phone rang.
"Brennan," Bones' crisp answer came, revealing nothing of what she was doing at the moment, namely throwing off the covers and spreading her legs, giving Booth a serious hint as to what he needed to get to soon. A deal is a deal, after all. She listened for a moment. "Thank you, Cam. I'll let Booth know. See you on Tuesday," she said as she hung up.
"What'd Cam want?" Booth asked as he made his way slowly down her body to where he wanted to be.
"Cam just wanted to let us know that Hodgins, Miss Wicks, Mr. Jenkins, and the eight agents are fully quarantined for the next 48 hours and also that the lab will be closed on Monday as they do a complete sweep for any possible lingering Valley Fever traces," Bones said with a smile.
"Can we hack in on the security cams in the lab this weekend?" Booth asked.
Bones chuckled. "I think that can be arranged," she told him. "But for now, you have an assignment."
"Assignment?" he asked, not sure why she said that word. It sounded like he was in school.
"At least one mind blowing orgasm from that masterful tongue of yours," she told him. She spread her legs a bit further and pointed to her pussy. "Get to work, Mister," she ordered.
Booth smiled. "Yes, Ma'am," he said as he pet his hands wander down to the Promised Land. Blasphemous, he knew, to label her sexual organ after a religious phrase, but it seemed like the Promised Land to him. "Just one thing, Bones," he said as his fingers spread her labia wide.
"Huh?" she asked, loving the feel of his fingers on her.
"Remind me never to get on your bad side. You're absolutely evil when it comes to getting even with someone," he said as he lowered his mouth down and began to pay Bones back.
"Just keep on doing what your doing and you'll never have to worry about it," she said through passion clenched teeth as he stimulated the already highly sensitive flesh.
Meanwhile back at the lab Hodgins was sitting in a chair trying to ignore the angry glares of the FBI Agents as Daisy Wicks, hyper as always, went on and on about how much they could do over the weekend and the incredible learning opportunity this was. He'd already had one death threat, no make that two, and they'd only been in quarantine for five hours. He sighed. If he made it through this weekend alive, or with his manhood still attached, he was going to donate a small fortune to his local church and become the most religious non-believer imaginable.
A/N: I know I could have done a sex scene with Booth and Bones, but I wanted a short chapter that implied a lot, but also let you all know what happened to Hodgins by way of payback. I hope you all enjoyed it, and thank you for all the great reviews on the last chapter I posted for this one. Gregg.