AN: Okay, here we go, this is a short one... but a good one. Thanks for all the reviews glad everyone is enjoying it so far. This chapter is a bit of a present for all of you :)
littleabbamaniac: I definitely agree, Cold Rock is really cool, best ice cream ever... damn now i feel like some... actually White chocolate with nerds, gummi bears and smarties sounds good right now ;)
mumrulz: it was definitely the lure of Bones that got Booth in the water lol.
nymphatrix: there is actually a set of jewellery called the Luna Lovegood collection and it's a little bit out there colourful and stuff, but it does give an interesting image.
Chapter 11
"Booth, this book is weird" Brennan called to her partner looking up from her new Harry Potter book. When she got no response she stood up and walked over to the bathroom, book in hand.
"God Bones, what are you doing in here?" Booth asked hearing the door of the bathroom open and wishing he'd locked it. He trusted his partner, but there were still some things that should be sacred, and she had after all wandered straight into his bathroom once before.
Brennan ignored his question "You know it's not possible for a person to turn into a cat" she stated leaning against the bench, making Booth thankful that the glass the shower door was made of was frosted.
"It's a fantasy book Bones, it's not supposed to be realistic, anything can happen in a fantasy novel, just like anything can happen in one of your novels, even though those things could theoretically happen" Booth explained sliding the hotel soap over his wet body.
"Exactly. There's no such thing as wizards"
"Don't over think it Bones, just pretend it is real. Enjoy the writing Bones. And hand me a towel" He said turning the shower off. Brennan grabbed one of the white towels from the rack and after passing it to her partner sat down on the edge of the bath.
"Bones, what are you doing?" Booth asked wrapping the towel around his waist without drying himself.
"Oh, I thought we were having a conversation" She explained not making any move to get up. Booth released the towel and instead began to scrub himself dry, she was a scientist after all and she had seen him before and he certainly didn't have anything to be ashamed about.
Booth wasn't sure what happened next, one second he was towelling himself dry the next Brennan was on her feet and had crossed the bathroom to where he was and pressed her lips hard to his. Before he'd even had a chance to process her actions or respond she'd shoved her tongue forcefully into his mouth her hands pressed against his damp skin and pulled him hard against her. Booth didn't think about responding to her advances but did so instinctively his tongue duelling with hers, though she remained dominant. One of his hands easily wound into her hair the other rested on her hip, his towel dropping to the floor forgotten. When Booth finally pulled away lips red and breathless, Brennan immediately reached for him again.
"I thought you said no kissing?" Booth groaned as Brennan attempted to press her lips to his again.
"I did" she agreed pecking his lips "I changed my mind" she told him before kissing him again. He groaned into her mouth, knowing it was a bad idea but not really caring. He shoved her against the wall suddenly dominating their kiss his hands sliding underneath her pyjama shirt to caress her stomach. She leant subconsciously into his touch, aching for more, and he gladly obliged. Sliding his hand further up her shirt and grasping her bare breast. Every fibre in her being ached for his touch, every molecule, every atom reached out for him and burned under his touch. In one swift motion she pulled back from him yanked her singlet over her head and threw it to the wet bathroom floor, all the while Booth rolling her nipple between his fingers until it was a hardened bud. The tiled wall was hard and cold against her back creating a marvellous contrast with Booth's hands on her chest. Then she flipped him deftly around so that his back was against the wall and she once again dominated, her hands and body holding him in place, a gasp escaping her lips when her nipples touched his bare chest and she felt his hardness pressing against her hip. And then she was in his arms her legs supported by his arms, her nipple between his teeth her hands raking down his back until she was laid on her bed and her boxer shorts yanked down her legs. He stood for a moment searching her eyes and face, until she gave a slight nod of assent and he plunged inside her in one stroke burying himself inside her slick folds without a thought to what might happen afterwards. He watched every expression on her face, memorised every moan and whispered word as he buried himself inside her over and over again each time met by an answering thrust from her. Suddenly he was flipped again and she was above him dragging her teeth over his nipples as she impaled herself on him, her eyes wild. Then he felt her clenching around him, her eyes half lidded as she moaned his name loudly. "Seeley" and he felt himself coming inside her as she slowly regained her senses.
And then she was up, throwing clothes onto her sweaty body while Booth mourned her loss. Before he could figure out what was going on she was out the door. It was too much too soon, Booth realised. He'd told Sweets once not to push her and it seemed he should have taken his own advice.
Sorry guys... everything can't be fun and games :(
