The Courage in the Scientist and the Mercy in the Heartbroken Man Chapter Ten
I left you hanging there at the end of chapter nine. So here we go. Let's see if Booth and Brennan can take the final plunge and give in to their desires. As always, they aren't mine and I would love a review!
Her apartment smelt of frangipani. He didn't know why the thought crossed his mind, but it did. It was arousing, somehow. He watched as Bones closed and locked her front door. Glancing up he caught her eyes. They both smiled. It was a nervous smile, almost shy. Booth pulled his hands out of his pockets as she moved towards him. Resting them on her hips he held her body close to him. His lips found hers in a gentle kiss.
Brennan melted against him, her body moulding to his. She sighed against his lips, taking the bottom one between her teeth and nipping gently. Booth growled at her, trying to deepen the kiss. His fingers buried in the fabric of her dress, pulling her tightly against him. She teased him still; lingering and placing butterfly kisses on him, pulling back each time Booth tried to deepen the kiss. She was driving him crazy.
Booth pressed his body to hers, allowing her to feel his arousal. Smiling Brennan trailed her finger over his lips. Booth captured it, giving it a teasing bite. Her eyes met his and he raised his eyebrows playfully. Pulling her hand away Brennan grabbed his lapels, bringing their faces almost together.
This close to her Booth could feel her ragged breath, could sense the control she was exerting. He wondered where this was leading. He had hopes, of course, but he wasn't going to push anything.
"Would you like to spend the night?" Temperance asked breathily. Booth felt himself nodding. His fingers gripped her tighter and he throbbed with anticipation.
"You know what's probably going to happen if I stay, right?" His voice, among other things, was thick.
"I was counting on it," she smiled teasingly. Booth swallowed. This was a side of Brennan he had rarely seen. He liked it. It was turning him on.
"Will you let me kiss you?" he asked, leaning closer.
"I had hoped that we could do more than kiss." Disappointment settled on her features. Booth chuckled.
"Kiss me," he demanded, capturing her lips and swallowing her muffled reply. Booth took control of the kiss, claiming her lips and seeking out her tongue. They were both comfortable to settle into a languid rhythm, their tongues duelling for dominance.
It really was the same as their arguments. They would both attack, trying to lead, and then withdraw. They found themselves tightly locked together. Booth had forgotten how to breathe. When they eventually did break apart they were gasping. Her hair was in disarray, his face was flushed. Brennan's fingers deftly untucked Booth's shirt, slipping under the fabric to run across his heated skin. Booth leant into her touch, moaning with pleasure. She surprised him by quickly unbuttoning his shirt and easing if off his shoulders.
Booth watched her eyes taking him in, shuddering when she licked her lips. His arousal was clearly outlined against the material of his pants. A groan tore from him as her hand flattened against it and caressed. Popping the button on his pants, Brennan licked the tip of his nose playfully. Giving him a squeeze she flashed a coquettish smile before pulling away.
Booth watched in dazed shock as Bones left the room. Where was she going?
"Hey!" He called. A sultry voice wafted out from the bedroom.
"Are you coming?"
And Booth almost did. Taking a deep breath he regained his composure. His pants hanging loosely about his hips he made his way down the short hallway. Stopping, he leant against the doorframe, gazing in at the stunning beauty lazing on the bed. She had removed her clothes and was lying nude, her eyes wide and her face expressing nothing short of "come hither". Booth was trembling.
"No fair," he scolded playfully. "I wanted to undress you."
"Come here?" Bones asked, her hands reaching out to him. Booth considered it for a moment before shaking his head; no.
"Booth?" Hurt flashed in her eyes. Booth flashed her his charm smile quickly assuring her that it was all right.
"I think I am overdressed," he said slowly, deliberately. His hands settled on the waistband of his pants, pushing them one teasing inch lower. Brennan's hungry eyes were fixated on him.
"Should I take these off?" He indicated to his pants. Brennan nodded eagerly. Giving her a sly smile Booth instead removed his shoes. His eyes were sweeping over her body. He'd never seen her naked before and he wanted to take his time exploring her, but he was enjoying teasing her.
"Booth…" her voice was all husky. Booth twitched. He slowly walked towards the bed.
"These now?" His hands were again on his pants. Brennan hardly moved, her eyes huge; anticipating. Inch by tantalising inch Booth eased his pants down until they were pooled around his feet and he was bare before her.
Booth had never been a shy man with his sexual partners. He was not the kind to duck underneath the covers or be embarrassed by his arousal. And Bones had seen him naked before. But there was something about her eyes on him, scalding his flesh that made him tremble with nerves. Raising his eyes he caught her gaze. This is me, they were saying to her. Accept me.
Brennan recognised the vulnerability in Booth's gaze. Opening her arms to him she beckoned him to her bed.
Controlling his trembling muscles, Booth crawled up the bed. He gave Bones a predatory smile causing her to chuckle. He crawled until he was resting on his hands above her. Gazing down at her he gave a crooked smile.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"I'm going to kiss you now, if that's ok."
"I believe that I would find that acceptable."
"Good."
Booth leant down and once again caught her lips in his. It was a kiss filled with passion. It was more urgent that the last and Booth struggled to keep from pressing his body against hers. He felt her take him in her hand and pulled back to moan. His hips thrust against her hand instinctively. Forcing his eyes open he caught Brennan's intrigued expression. She seemed to be studying his reactions.
"Are you analysing me?" He managed to gasp out. Her hand was working him slowly and all of Booth's neurons were focussing in one place.
"What do you mean?" She did not stop watching him.
"I feel like and experiment." He managed a smile, his eyes dipping to watch his cock disappearing inside her fist. He groaned, his hips continuing their slow thrusting.
"I enjoy watching your reactions. I find it very arousing."
Booth groaned and kissed her. His hand cupped her face, deepening the kiss. When he pulled back he rolled to the side. Brennan's hand released his cock and she looked at him quizzically. Booth's hand trailed down the column of her neck, tracing her clavicles. He followed his fingers with his lips, sucking at the tender skin. Brennan moaned beneath him, her body writhing deliciously. Booth smiled against her flesh. His fingers traced over her nipples and tickled along her ribs. Brennan giggled softly beneath him and Booth thought it was the greatest sound he'd ever heard.
Booth had pictured this situation many times over the last six years. He'd fantasised, dreamed and thought about the different scenarios that could possibly lead to getting into bed with Bones. This was trumping all of them. He'd definitely never imagined her giggling.
He kissed across her abdomen, slipping his tongue into her bellybutton and drawing a gasp from her swollen lips. As he moved further, his lips tracing her pelvic bone, Booth's fingers crept up her thigh, teasing her centre. Brennan was shaking in anticipation. Her muscles were quivering with tension. Despite her obvious desire, her eyes were wide, watching. Booth gave her a sultry smile as his lips drifted to her thigh. Placing a bite there he teased, his fingers tracing the edges of her nether lips. He did not give her what she so obviously desired. Brennan thrust her hips in frustration.
"Patience, Temperance," he whispered, his breath stimulating her already sensitive flesh.
"Booth…" came her desperate moan. She was begging him. Booth had to smirk. He'd never considered Bones as a beggar. It was damn hot.
Relenting, he allowed his fingers to dip into her wetness. At the first contact Temperance jerked against him. Her hands bunched in the sheets, twisting desperately. Booth sought out her clit. Tweaking the swollen bundle of nerves he traced his tongue along her, tasting her. He was amazed at how responsive she was to him. His cock was hard and throbbing, resting against the sheets. He longed to be inside her. Soon, he thought dipping his tongue inside her.
Booth took his time with her, tasting her, learning the contours of her body. He grew accustomed to her reactions, what turned her on, what made her scream. He turned the usually in control Temperance Brennan into a passionate writhing mass.
Pulling back to allow her to recover from another violent orgasm, Booth smirked, pleased with himself. Catching his eye, along with her breath, Brennan grinned. Before he knew what had hit him, Booth found himself on his back with Brennan poised above him. He couldn't help his shock. Brennan laughed, watching his surprise. The vibrations sent shivers down his body. His cock twitched between them. He could feel her heat, her wetness pressed against him. He craved her.
"Are you ready for this?" He asked softly. He felt nervous all of a sudden. This was the moment.
"Are you?" She was gazing down at him.
"Definitely." Booth gasped as Brennan placed him at her entrance. Her heat was radiating over him. She lowered herself slowly down his length, taking him inside. From her position she was able to angle her hips to take all of him in. His girth was substantial and Booth was cautious not to thrust and hurt her. He allowed Brennan to set the pace, her hips rolling over his. With each stroke he sank deeper inside. He could feel her muscles rippling along his cock. It felt divine. He watched her above him. Her mouth was slightly ajar, her eyes hooded, her breasts bouncing gently with each thrust.
Booth grasped her hips, aiding her movements and guiding her. She was increasing her pace gradually, her breaths coming in short sharp bursts. Booth could sense that she was near. He pulled her flush against him, kissing her deeply. In one deft movement he rolled them so that he was above her. His hips maintained their pace, his tongue settling into the rhythm. Brennan moaned as Booth's cock dragged against the sweet spot deep inside her with every withdrawal. She was quivering against him now. Booth dipped his fingers into her heat to tease her nubbin.
"Booth…" Brennan moaned, her hips shuddering against him. Booth's release was burning him it was so close. But he held back. He wanted to feel her come around him. He pressed against her clit as his tongue duelled hers. He felt her shake around him as her muscles milked his cock. Her orgasm was fierce and she gave herself to it. This was something that Booth could not get enough of. He'd made her come countless times so far and he was still not tired of it. Every time she would open her mouth in a silent cry, her eyes wide, locking to his. Her entire body shuddered as it washed over her. Booth couldn't tear his eyes away. Even as his own release tore through him, their eyes remained locked. When finally the shuddered, exhausted, to completion the lay still entwined for several minutes. Booth didn't know if he could move.
"Are you alright?" Brennan asked him, her fingers trailing along his cheek to twist into his hair. Booth smiled from his position buried against her neck.
"Are you?" He asked back. They both chuckled. Booth, now soft, withdrew from her body. They both shivered at the separation. He lay on his side next to her and brushed her hair back off her face. Leaning forward he gave her a sweet kiss.
"I am unaccustomed to snuggling." Her voice was soft in the dim room. Booth felt sated. His entire body was relaxed against the bed.
"I could show you if you like." He was teasing her. Brennan glanced up at him and smiled gently.
"I would like that."
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They got several hours of sleep here and there. One would wake and find their hands wandering, teasing, until the other was hot and ready. They made love on and off until the early hours of the morning. When the Booth finally woke fully the room was in full sun and he was still wrapped around Bones. He couldn't believe that the whole thing hadn't been a dream. He was actually lying there with Bones in his arms. He actually watched Bones wake up. He could happily do this every day.
"Morning," he murmured, kissing her. Bones stretched languidly beneath him causing Booth to stiffen. He couldn't believe he was still able to get hard. He couldn't even remember how many times he'd come that night. He deepened the kiss. Bones was very responsive. Her nails were trailing down his back leaving red welts. The pain only spurned him on. He growled into her mouth. He was moving to enter her again when their cells went off simultaneously. Pausing with a groan, Booth caught her eyes.
"Its probably a case," Bones said, glaring at her phone. Booth nodded. He pulled away from her. Bones grabbed him and pulled him back. "They'll ring again." She muttered, attacking his lips. Booth conceded, kissing her passionately. He was positioning himself.
The phones rang again. They both groaned and fell apart.
"Raincheck?" Booth asked, feeling almost desperate.
"I think that would be advisable."
They climbed out of opposite sides of the bed and picked up their phones.
"Its Cam." Brennan said.
"Director Cullen." Booth rubbed his eyes. "Dinner?" He asked, picking up his pants and slipping them on.
"We may be busy." Brennan was pulling clean clothes out of her wardrobe. Booth found himself staring at her body as she moved about the room. He tried to will away the erection that was threatening to be with him for the rest of the day.
"We can do take out." He gave her a smile. "I'll even agree to eat it in your office."
"We'd better get going." Brennan buttoned her shirt. Booth felt slightly panicked. She wasn't agreeing to see him again. Was this her shutting him out? Booth must have appeared upset as Bones walked over to him. She caressed his cheek before kissing him.
"We can do Wong Fu's in the lab if it makes you happy." She joked. Booth feigned shock.
"Was that a joke Dr Brennan?" He teased, tucking back her hair.
"I believe that my partner has been rubbing off on me." She smirked. Booth laughed and kissed her.
"Let's go then. Don't want anyone sending out a search party."
They exited the apartment and made their way down to his car. Booth would drop Brennan off at the Jeffersonian before heading on to his office. He felt light hearted. This wasn't his usual post coital bliss. This was something different. It was the culmination of six years of unresolved sexual tension. It was liberating. He found himself grinning like a fool when she kissed him before climbing out of the car. She gave him such a sweet smile that he just couldn't control himself. He was not losing this grin for anything.
He was still grinning when his phone rang again. Answering it he heard Angela's panicked voice on the other end.
"Booth?"
"Ange? What's wrong?" He tried to keep his eyes on the road. "What's happened?"
"Booth, you better get back here real quick." He could hear tears in her voice.
"Ange what's going on? Is Bones ok?"
"Booth," Ange's voice hitched. "She's been in an accident."
"What accident? Angela tell me what is going on?" His voice rose until he was almost yelling.
"There was a car, Booth. She didn't see it coming. She's been hit. They're taking her to hospital. Just get here quick."
Booth slammed the phone down and took the next turn to head back to the Jeffersonian. His heart was in his throat, his head throbbing. Something had happened to Bones. His Bones. How could this happen just after they had spent the most wonderful night together. A sense of dread filled him as he sped along the road towards possibly the worst thing he could imagine.
Oh no! And they were so happy! What's happened to Bones? Is she ok or is this something serious? What's Booth going to do? Keep reading to find out!