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So this is a chapter I'm not really sure about and was hesitant about posting. The idea for this came to me some time ago, and I was stuck trying to finish it for quite awhile. Honestly the story premise for some silly, fluffy fun sounded better in my head. Come to think of it now, it seems a little OOC, especially for Brennan. But anyway, since it was already almost done, I figured no harm posting it. Read on and let me know what you think?

PDA

It was a girls' night out, over one too many drinks while their husbands were home with their children that the challenge was set. Outside the Founding Fathers the two women hugged each other goodnight. The pact was made, the deal sealed.

…

The next morning a new case arrived at the FBI, requiring the expertise of the Jeffersonian Institute's finest. In the middle of the case, in Hodgin's Ookey room while listening to Hodgins ramble on about particulates, Angela decided that she should go first, setting said challenge into motion.

She moved to Hodgins while he was still talking, turning his wheelchair round so that he was facing her. A little startled, Hodgins looked up at his wife with curiosity and a tad bit of anger at being interrupted when he was explaining the results of the trace he had ran on his beloved mass spectrometer. Angela leaned down and proceeded to kiss him thoroughly. As she straightened herself, she turned to look at Brennan who was also in the room, giving her best friend a smug smile. Hodgins watched in bewilderment as Brennan quirked a tiny smile back, nodding.

Later that afternoon, Booth dropped by the bone room to discuss their case.

"Any luck on ID-ing the victim?"

"Angela might have her facial reconstruction done. We should go check." She led Booth next door to where the forensic artist was working.

"Oh hey guys, I'm just about done." Angela acknowledged their presence. The forensic artist turned to the large screen in her office, pulling out her facial reconstruction.

To Booth's shock Brennan didn't start rambling on about the victim but turned to tug at his tie, pulling him towards her then fisting his grey suit jacket with her other hand as she tongue kissed him in front of Angela. When she was apparently satisfied, she pushed him back roughly, causing him to stumble back, clearly still in shock.

Slightly out of breath, Booth cast a shy glance at Angela then back at Brennan. "Bones! What are you doing?"

Brennan didn't reply, simple batted her eyelids at him before turning to give Angela a knowing smile. Booth was even more confused when the two women proceeded to discuss the case as if nothing happened.

The next day, both couples were having lunch at the Founding Fathers. Hodgins was talking about some insect larvae that would help their case and Booth was getting bored, trying to drown out Hodgins' voice by turning his thoughts to the Flyers game later that evening. Suddenly Angela got up from her seat and promptly proceeded to sit on Hodgins' lap.

"Angie!" Hodgins looked a little embarrassed.

"What? I can't show my husband a little appreciation?" She smoothed her hand up and down his chest, before kissing him passionately, tunnelling her fingers through his hair, pleasured moans included.

Booth cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable. "Maybe you guys wanna get a room?"

Angela broke the kiss, then turned to smile slyly at Booth, then Brennan. Booth cast a glance at Brennan. He knew that look on his wife's face. It was the face she had when she was fiercely competitive over something.

Later that afternoon, as Booth strode into the medico-legal lab, he was suddenly assaulted by his wife. She grabbed his shoulders and roughly pushed him back until his back hit the wall outside Angela's office with a thud. He was both horrified and turned on as Brennan proceeded to kiss him with much vigor, her hand deftly freeing his shirt from the confines of his pants, her warm hand slipping under to caress his abs. He wanted to push her back but his body screamed more! So he grabbed her hips, pressing her body to his as he kissed her back with as much enthusiasm.

"Dr Brennan! Seeley!" This is a place of work! What you do in private should be done privately!"

At the sound of Cam's voice, the couple jumped apart, like two magnets repelling each other. Booth quickly tucked his shirt back into his pants, looking at his long-time friend haplessly. "I don't know what got over Bones. She just attacked me."

"It won't happen again Cam." Brennan didn't seem apologetic as she smiled at Cam then back at Angela who was watching the spectacle from the entrance of her office.

Booth waited as all three women parted ways, back to their offices. Still a little shocked and very embarrassed, Booth made sure his clothes were no longer in disarray before heading to the Ookey room. Something was up and he was determined to find out what.

"Hey bug boy, we need to talk." Booth demanded as he entered Hodgins' office.

"You tell me." Hodgins replied as he wheeled himself behind a shelf full of plants, gesturing for Booth to join him in hiding.

"There's something weird going on with our wives." Booth said as he ducked behind the shelf.

"You think?!"

"They can't seem to stop jumping us. I mean if we were home, I wouldn't mind but it's like when they're in public – "

"They're like hungry wolves and we're the prey."

"Exactly. Not that I really mind," Booth shrugged, "but there's a limit to how much PDA I can take from Bones. She practically assaulted me outside Angela's office just now. And Cam caught us!"

Hodgins laughed sympathetically.

"Maybe they're pregnant!" Booth exclaimed. "Bones always wants lots of sex when she's pregnant."

"No way! Dude… wait. Angie and I haven't been having sex a whole lot lately, she's just had a baby. We're both low on sleep. Maybe they've got infected with some virus that makes them horny or something."

"Seriously?" Booth asked incredulous. "You noticed how they always look at each other after they jump us?"

"You're right. Wait a minute. This is some silly game or challenge the girls are playing."

"You sure?"

"Yeah this sounds like something Angie would come up with."

"Right and this happened right after their girls' night out."

"So what do we do?"

"We put a stop to it."

"You really want to? I mean I'm kinda enjoying it."

"Me too. But if she does that to me at the FBI…" Booth shook his head. Much as he liked what Brennan was doing to him, he couldn't bear the thought of the repercussions if she jumped him in his office. "No. We've gotta stop it."

"So what do you suggest we should do?"

…

A week later in the lab's break area on the upper level of the lab, Angela huffed as she sat herself down on the couch next to Brennan.

"So Hodgins doesn't seem to want any sort of loving anymore."

"Booth too! He wouldn't even kiss me back. And this morning when I suggested sex, he refused. He's never refused sex with me before."

"You think they know?"

"There's only one way to find out."

The women marched into the Ookey room where Hodgins was discussing their current case with Booth.

"What's going on?" Brennan demanded as she glared at Booth.

"We should be asking you that." Booth replied.

"What?" Brennan feigned ignorance.

"Bones, Bones. You're never a good liar."

"Oh forget it Bren, they've got us. Might as well fess up, that is if we ever wanna have sex with our husbands again."

"Yeah fess up." Hodgins pipped in.

"Angela and I made a little wager. We were talking about how prudish you can be Booth."

"Me?"

"Yes you Booth."

"So we decided that it would be fun to see how long you both would take to crack under the pressure of overt PDA." Angela explained.

"I postulated that given your prudish tendencies, it would be you."

"You bet against me Bones? And why the hell are you betting? You know I can't even be seen near a bet."

"I'm betting on you Booth. Not telling you to place a bet."

"So who won?" Hodgins asked.

"Nobody. Since none of you tried to stop us while we were making out in public." Angela replied.

Booth rolled his eyes. "I can't believe you two actually used us to play some silly game."

"You can't say you hated it right?" Angela pointed out.

"You're right Angie, we didn't exactly mind." Hodgins chuckled.

"Well, this little wager ends here. Since nobody won, I'll donate the money wagered to charity." Brennan laughed. "It was fun while we were at it."

Angela laughed along, as their husbands looked annoyed.

"C'mon Bones." Booth growled. "Let's get outta here."

He took Brennan's hand and led her hurriedly out of the lab.

"Are you angry Booth?"

"No. You have any idea how hard it was to refuse you sex? We're going home now, and we're gonna imagine we're in public and you can jump me. Do all those crazy, sexy things to me."

Brennan laughed. "You're very prudish."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Would you like to have sex against your car in the Jeffersonian parking garage?"

"No!"

"See."

"What's ours should just be ours Bones. Did you forget that?"

"No."

"Good. Now let's just go home."

Okay guys. Lay it on me. Loved it or hated it?

PS: In case I don't have time to post until 2018, A Happy New Year everyone! May 2018 be better for you than 2017!