Sex (and Making Love)
Brennan collapsed onto her pillow face-first, physically spent. When her bed companion fell next to her and ran a hand down her back sweetly, she shuddered at the touch and moved slightly away from his roaming hands, pulling the discarded sheet around herself.
"Tempe? Where're you going? C'mere." Sully reached for her, brow furrowing when she pulled back even further. "Is everything okay?"
"Mmmhmm." She replied, patting his hand absently before turning over. "It's not personal. I'm just not comfortable with post-coital embracing."
Sully hid his disappointment and rolled to his back, staring at the ceiling as he tried to regulate his breathing back to normal. "I get that, its fine. Not everyone is a cuddler."
Her voice was soft and sleepy. "Thank you for understanding."
He nodded as he turned towards her, realizing that the back of her head facing him could have just as easily been a brick wall between them. "Anytime." He breathed out quietly as he stared at her, deciding in that instant that he probably didn't have anything to lose, and spoke out loud what was in his heart. "You know, I think I might be falling in love with you, Tempe."
Her even breathing was his only response.
Booth collapsed onto his pillow face-first, physically spent. When Brennan rolled over and ran her hand down his back sweetly, he shuddered at the touch and rolled over to pull her closer, wrapping the discarded sheet around them both.
"C'mere, Bones." He smiled as she slung her arm around him and kissed his chest. "Everything okay?"
Brennan laughed softly. "You know everything is just fine, Booth. I am convinced that my vocalizations were more than enough to indicate my satisfaction."
Grinning, Booth shook his head. "I don't know which I find hotter…your squint speak in bed or the fact that you're such a cuddler." He squeezed her tighter and bent his head to kiss her upturned lips. "I love you, Bones."
Pulling closer to her husband's side, Brennan sighed happily. "I love you too, Booth."