A/N: Here we go with the obligatory tags. There are several of them obviously. I really think Hart Hanson was trying to kill me with this one. Nothing good comes of this. Hannah? All I have to say is what the hell? But I digress… This is how it should have gone down…
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Also, does anyone else feel like DB's Twitter privileges need to be revoked? Cryptic tweets about being done with the series...Not cool.
Tag for 05x22 The Beginning in the End
He pulled his hand from hers and turned to walk away. It hurt more than he thought it would. Suddenly his chest was tight and he couldn't pull in a full breath. He wondered what she was thinking, what she was feeling. He turned to watch her walk back to her terminal and she stopped to look back at him. They locked eyes for a long moment. He knew then that he couldn't do this. He couldn't spend a year away from her on opposite ends of the earth.
Just as she turned to continue on back toward the terminal Booth took off at a sprint. He reached her much faster than he'd anticipated, she clearly hadn't been in any hurry to get back to her flight despite the fact that the final boarding call had sounded twice now. Just as he reached out for her she spun around into him and buried her face in his chest. She sobbed as he held onto her. "Shhh…It's okay Bones. It's okay. Shhh." He soothed into her hair. This only served to make her sob harder and hold onto him tighter.
"Booth, what are we going to do?" She mumbled into his chest. "You…you can't just go AWOL and they're expecting me in Maluku tonight."
"It's okay. Everything is going to be alright." He desperately wanted her to believe him though he didn't know yet how he would make it right.
Just then his phone rang 'private number.' He'd been found out. "Booth." He answered. "Yes, sir…I understand, sir…No, sir. That is not the behavior expected of a Master Sergeant. No, sir. I won't be returning. I understand. Thank you, sir." He ended the call and sighed heavily. That had been easier than expected, but there would now be a permanent black mark on his file.
"Dr. Brennan we have to go!" Daisy whined. "We'll miss our flight!"
Brennan looked to Booth for the correct answer. "Ms. Wick it appears I will not be accompanying you to Maluku as planned, but you should feel free to continue on."
Daisy's face fell, but Dr. Sweets' face held a smug grin.
"Wipe it off your face, Sweets." Booth warned. With that his hands found Brennan again and pulled her into him, his lips crashing down on hers.
Daisy and Sweets looked on in awe. So apparently it had taken the very real threat of the partners spending a year on opposite ends of the planet to make them realize what they meant to one another.
Booth walked her to his SUV briskly. Once inside he leaned over the center console to kiss her again. She immediately responded to him. Her tongue begged him for entrance then proceeded to explore every corner of his mouth. How had she gone this long without tasting him? He tasted every bit as good as he had that Christmas two years ago. Her hands moved to the open top of his uniform pulling him closer to her. Finally they broke apart and she stared at him in awe, speechless for the first time either of them could remember.
"What do we do now?" She asked quietly.
He just looked at her for a moment; completely in shock at what had just gone down between them. "We go home and make up for lost time." It was the only thing he could think to do. The only thing he wanted to do.
They drove in silence until they reached his apartment. His was closer and he wasn't sure he could wait the extra five minutes it would take to get to her place. He needed to have his hands on her now. They left their bags in the truck and ran up the steps to the outer door. Booth's hands shook as he keyed open the lock. Once they got into the elevator all bets were off. Brennan plastered herself to him backing him into a corner. Her hands seemed to be everywhere at once. Her lips were at his jaw and neck nipping and kissing.
"Bones, wait." Two words he'd never thought he'd say together in this context. "Not in the elevator." He panted.
She continued her sensual assault on his neck while her hands explored his chest over his uniform. Finally the elevator dinged indicating they'd reached their desired floor. The couple bolted from the elevator and crashed into his door. Again his hands shook as he keyed the lock. She placed a hand on his arm to steady him and he finally got the door open.
As soon as they were inside her hands went to work on his shirt. Her nimble fingers easily worked the buttons as his hands reach for the hem of her own shirt to pull it off. He sucked in a breath as her lace encased breasts were revealed to him. She quickly moved to pull off his undershirt so she could feel his smooth, hot skin against her own. He kissed down her neck and jaw working his way to her breasts. His hands encircled her and deftly flicked the clasp on her bra drawing a moan from him and a gasp from her as his mouth latched onto one of her nipples.
She ground herself into him at this new sensation. She could feel his obvious arousal beneath his pants and moved to release him. As her fingers worked at his belt she suddenly wished for his Cocky belt buckle which would no doubt be much easier to remove. Finally the belt gave and she went to work on the fly. His hands came down to still her movements. "Not here, Bones." She let out a frustrated growl. "Our first time is not going to be me fucking you against my front door." His to-the-point declaration sent a wave of arousal through her.
Booth pulled them away from the door and slowly led them to his bedroom. Ten minutes and several pit stops later they'd each lost the rest of their clothing and had finally reached his bed.
Booth lowered her gently to the bed and slid over top of her ensuring constant contact. He kissed his way from her hip, up her stomach, between her breasts, and along her neck finally stopping at her lips. She could feel the heat pouring off of him in waves.
"Booth! Please don't tease me. Not now." She was begging him, something he never thought he'd hear from Temperance Brennan.
He slid back down her body settling between her legs. Her hands tangled into his hair, pulling him closer. He trailed kisses up the inside of her thigh before finally settling at her center. Suddenly he had her clit in his mouth causing her to moan wildly with pleasure. He licked and sucked loving the taste of her. When he was sure she was getting close he slid two fingers inside her stroking in time to his suckling. He could feel her muscles begin to contract around him and she knew she was almost there. "Let it go, baby. Come for me." He knew he was pleading, but he didn't care. Finally she let her orgasm wash over here and she writhed beneath him. He kept licking in time to her contractions until she finally came down. He grinned wickedly as he moved back up her body.
"Booth…now." It was a demand as she pulled his hips down to hers. She needed to feel him inside her now and who was he to deny her?
He was poised at her entrance ready to stroke in slowly when he felt one small hand wrap around his cock guiding him in as her hips thrust up to meet his. She was in no mood to wait. When he continued his excruciatingly slow pace she flipped them so she could be in control. Once on top she rode him hard. His hand came to rest at her center and his thumb rubbed circles around her clit.
"Uhhh…Bones…So close." He moaned.
"I know." She replied breathlessly.
"Don't stop. Please, God, don't stop." She didn't stop but she did change the speed and pressure she applied with her inner muscles and she began to grind against him. "Ohhhhh…Bones, harder baby!"
She slammed herself down on him as his hips drove up to meet her. She was moaning something, but it was incoherent.
"Let go, Booth. Come for me." She repeated his earlier words to him.
With that his orgasm was ripped from him causing her to follow suit. The partners collapsed onto one another in a panting post-orgasmic heap. When Booth had recovered enough to feel his limbs he adjusted himself so he could hold Brennan tight against him.
"Booth?" She asked softly.
"Yeah, Bones." God he could stay this way forever.
"Why did it take almost going to different countries for us to realize that we needed to be together?"
"I don't know, Bones. But let's not do that again. Not that I mind the way things turned out, but it's a little hard on the heart…"
"Booth the heart is a…"
"Yeah, yeah. I know, Bones. The heart is a muscle, it can't be broken, only crushed, but when you turned around and walked away today, it crushed my heart."
"I'm sorry, Booth. But you left, too. I wasn't alone in my decision to flee to another country to avoid my feelings."
"Bones, there's something I need to tell you. I have a gambling problem, but I'm dealing with it." He repeated those words he'd said nearly six years ago.
"Booth, what are you talking about? Why are you telling me this? I already know you..."
"I just feel like this is going somewhere." He interrupted.
And it dawned on her what he was doing. "Why do you feel this is going somewhere?" She repeated her own words from that night.
"I just feel like I'm going to kiss you. But more than that," he added, "I feel like I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I need you to take that bet with me." He whispered huskily.
"You're on." She whispered, pressing light kisses along his jaw then settling into him like she'd always belonged there.
A/N: Awww...Cheesy right? But come on, we all know Booth has a cheesy romantic side. I would also like to point out again that I obviously own nothing, but I felt like this was going somewhere and I decided to borrow from Hart and Company. If he can torture me needlessly, I can borrow, right? Besides, I feel like I'm giving them back in better condition than Hart Hanson loaned them to me in. And I think Brennan went a little OOC at the end there, but I'm okay with it if you are.
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