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A/n: Bones-less Monday are sad, so not a new episode but hopefully something to make you smile. I loved the last episode and it reminded me why I still love the show. Though, as a defense attorney, I just gotta say, no halfway decent one would ever have let Brennan on that jury, haha. She's married to an FBI agent for god's sake! Married to an FBI agent and oh yeah, that FBI agent is Seeley Booth. Still can't quite believe that!

Enjoy!

Prompt: Booth/Brennan, tenderness.

Soft and Tender

Booth came home from church and was surprised at the lack of noise.

He found his wife sleepy and warm in their bed.

"Hey," he said softly, stripping his tie. "It's quiet around here."

"Dad took Christine for the day," she stretched luxuriously. "He says we should spend some time alone."

"Does he?"

"He says it will ensure our marriage is successful," she paraphrased her father.

Booth raised one eyebrow. "What? Are we having marriage problems I don't know about?"

"Of course not."

He chuckled. "I was kidding, Bones."

"Oh." Brennan yawned. "Well, Dad says the key to a successful marriage is quality time together." A tiny line appeared between her brows. "Although considering that his quality time with my mother apparently consisted of robbing banks, I don't know how much weight to give his advice."

"Bones, I'm sure that's not all they did together." Booth toed out of his shoes, stripped his shirt as well. "You know, it's good advice. Quality time together is important."

"We spend a lot of time together."

"Yeah, working." Barefoot and bare-chested, he walked to the bed and sat down. "But it's important to have time that's just for us, you know. No death and no murder."

With a little hum, Brennan reached out and ran a hand down his back. "Well, we have all day alone."

Looking back, Booth smiled at her. "Oh yeah? What do you wanna do?"

"Well," she considered. "I don't really want to get out of bed."

"No?" Booth stripped his pants and rolled under the covers with a grin. "You still sleepy?"

Lazily, she grabbed the hem of her sleep shirt and rolled it up. "Mm, no, I don't think so." The shirt went flying and was quickly followed by her shorts. "What about you?" She grinned naughtily. "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, I did get up pretty early this morning," Booth mused with a pretend yawn. He chuckled when she stretched provocatively. "But I think I can manage to stay awake."

He drew her in, sighing happily when her breasts pillowed against his chest. A stroke down the curve of her back had her humming against his throat. They burrowed under the covers, hands caressing softly. Booth pressed tiny kisses to the line of her throat. He settled himself over her and smoothed back her hair, looking at her with a goofy smile.

"Hi."

Brennan laughed. "What?"

He laughed too, his nose brushing hers in a playful Eskimo kiss. "You're pretty adorable, you know."

Her lips curved in a pleased little smile. "You think so?" she asked coyly.

"You know I do." He peppered her with kisses, hands smoothing to her waist and tickling her a little.

She giggled. "Stop it." However, she didn't fight very hard when he didn't and instead laughed harder. Booth took advantage and skimmed her panties off, scattering kisses between her breasts and to her stomach. He rubbed his jaw against the soft skin there, making her breathless with laugher. "Stop, stop, Booth," she panted, squirming and gripping his shoulders. "Come up here."

He moved up, dropping kisses along the way. His tongue rasped lazily over the tip of one breast and when she moaned softly, he couldn't help drawing the perked tip into his mouth and sucking.

Her fingers speared through his hair and she yanked up. He laughed and swooped down to kiss her smiling lips. "Booth?"

"Yes?"

"The sentiment is mutual, you know?"

He grinned down at her. "Oh yeah?"

"Yes." An earnest nod as her hand curved over his cheek. "I find you to be very adorable, as well."

His brows drew together. "I don't think guys can be adorable."

"You are." She grinned widely. "I find it an apt description."

"What about tough and manly?" he countered. "I think I'd rather go with that."

"See," she murmured teasingly against his mouth. "Adorable."

He let out a little mock growl. "Oh, now, you'll have to pay."

His fingers raced over her ribcage, tickling mercilessly. Brennan laughed and wriggled against him. She managed to roll with him and end up on top. She tickled him back until he was laughing breathlessly too.

Covers were kicked aside and tossed off the bed entirely. Booth ended up face down on the bed with Brennan draped over his back, her hands still digging into his sides. "I give up," he gasped weakly. "You win, baby."

Brennan chuckled, her touch turning into a caress. She pressed kisses across his back. One fingertip traced the line of his spine down to the elastic of his boxers. She tugged down and he raised his hips slightly to help her get them off. Her hands molded to his butt and Booth groaned softly into the mattress when he felt the slight graze of her teeth.

His eyes closed on a pleasure drenched sigh at the feel of her soft, soft lips gliding over his back. "Bones," he murmured and turned lazily to face her. His gaze raked over her mussed hair and smiling kiss-red lips and firm, pink tipped breasts. "God, you're beautiful," he groaned and drew her in, splayed hands caressing down her back and molding to her pert behind. "My turn to kiss you all over."

Turning her over, his mouth roamed over the satiny curve of her back. Tenderly, he brushed her hair aside and placed a kiss on the tiny mole at the base of her neck. She arched like a kitten under his touch and he showered her in adoration. Fingertips trailed lightly up and down the line of her spine and the filtering sunlight winked off his wedding ring. Even after six months, it still seemed a little surreal.

"I love you," he whispered softly with a kiss beneath her ear.

With eyes half-lidded in pleasure, Brennan turned and immediately embraced him. He sank into her and long legs draped tightly around his waist. "I love you, Booth."

His lips melded with hers, a long, drawn out kiss. Booth whispered her name over and over again. She moaned his softly in response. Even after their heartbeats went from frantic to merely fast, they were still wrapped around each other.

"We got all day, huh?" Booth said, voice still raspy.

Brennan's smile spread against the curve of his shoulder. "Oh, yes."

He laughed softly and dropped a tender kiss on her hair. She snuggled closer as his arms held her even tighter. When Sunday came to an end, they'd be back to work, back to a busy, often hectic life, but at the moment there was just the two of them and their bed and soft kisses and tender caresses.

-x-

p.s. Confession time, as much I miss Bones on Monday, I did enjoy Almost Human...maybe 'cause the main characters are just so good looking and I'm a sucker for a pretty face. :)