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A/N: A bit of smut to celebrate the end of the work week. I love this song and this is where it took me. Enjoy!

Love Don't Run—Steve Holy

It had sent her running. But it had brought her back.

It had panicked her and given her strength.

It had confused and terrified her, but it had also drawn her in, until she'd been unable to resist the pull anymore.

At one point, his love had been everything Brennan feared and she would have been inclined to fuck him silly just to run away from it. But now, she was starting to realize that it was everything she wanted and needed and now she fucked him silly because she'd been unable to outrun it.

"Oh God," Booth groaned loudly, planting his feet firmly on the mattress when she began to ride him. "Bones …oh fuck…fuck, that's …god yes, yes …Yes…"

Her stomach clenched at the husky sound of his voice. Instinctively, she gripped the headboard of her bed harder. Beneath her, his own hands fisted the sheets and even though Brennan knew he wanted to grab her hips, she knew he wouldn't. The control was all hers and she knew it. And she would take advantage of it.

Her hips swiveled slowly, just to work him over, but she was driving herself crazy in the process, as well. Moaning softly, Brennan pressed her knees against the mattress, gaining the necessary leverage to slide up and down the long, hard length of him. She tried to go slow at first, determined to savor every moment of his delicious body between her thighs. But, regardless of her efforts, the tightening deep in her stomach had her rocking against him faster and faster.

With a ragged groan, Booth's head thudded back, hitting the headboard rather loudly. Brennan watched the way his eyes practically rolled back and his nostrils flared every time she moved. "Bones…God, I need …" He inhaled, eyes closing for a second before snapping open again. "Let me…Bones, please, let me touch you."

"Where?"

"Anywhere."

His response was immediate, but it didn't escape her that his eyes were trained rapturously on her heaving chest. Brennan could almost imagine that in his mind, he already had his mouth all over her breasts. She knew he would cup her in his warm palms and lick and suck her until the sheer, delicious pleasure made her come. God, her nipples ached in outrageous anticipation. Back arching in undisguised invitation, she only had to whisper his name and he was releasing his death grip on the sheets, hands flying to her breasts.

He squeezed once, gently and then dipped his head forward to capture one pink nipple. His tongue rasped over the tip, back and forth and the palm of his hand pressed in a tight rotation against the other hard peak. Brennan moaned, eyes closing, head falling back in helpless pleasure. His name flew from her lips in a mindless chant and her hips crashed against him, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the headboard so hard it was almost painful.

"Bones …look at me." She heard the request but was almost too far gone to obey. "Baby, open your eyes."

Her lids lifted and her blue gaze crashed with his glinting brown one and the way he was looking at her simply shattered her. Brennan clenched and shuddered and releasing her white-knuckle grip on the headboard fell against his chest. Immediately, his arms closed around her and he flipped her neatly under him and pounded into her without breaking eye contact. When he poured himself inside her, Brennan ran her hands softly over the damp, smooth skin of his back.

"I've decided not to participate in the dig."

Booth sighed, forehead resting against hers. "Why?"

"Because I didn't want to leave you for two months," she replied honestly.

His still thundering heart skipped a beat. "Oh, Bones." Tenderly, he tucked back a dark curl caressing her cheek. "Believe me, there's no way I want to be without you for two months, but if you gotta go on some dig or some lecture or anything like that, I'm going to understand. You know that, right?"

Perhaps she did, but they were still new enough at this that she felt the need to reassure. "For future reference, I want you to know I'm not going to run." One hand cupped around his jaw. "I'm done running, Booth."

He nodded, eyes dark and fierce on hers. "That's good 'cause just so you know, I'd come get you."

Brennan's eyes widened slightly. "Because …because you love me?" It was a hesitantly asked question.

Booth didn't hesitate. "Because I love you." His hold tightened around her as he rolled to his back, keeping her within his arms. "Because you couldn't give me one good reason to give up on us. Because I'm done running too, Bones."

Maybe not in the same way as her, but Booth was honest enough to admit that he had run too. Back when even looking at her had hurt, he'd thought running away from everything she made him feel was the solution. But it had hurt like hell and in the end he'd learned the hard way that there was no running away from loving her.

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