It Was Three Times
Episode Tag: S11E06 - The Senator in the Street Sweeper
"And then other times, I say exactly what is needed. Like this morning when I skillfully negotiated sex, not just once but twice." - Brennan
"It was three times." - Booth
Two: Cuddling Will Solidify Our Partnership
"This is nice." Booth muttered, his arm holding Bones close to him, his fingers lazily running up and down her bare back. "It feels kind of …salacious." he told her, throwing out one of her five-dollar-words and bouncing his eyebrows up and down. She lifted her head from his shoulder, resting her chin on his chest and flashed a smirk at him. "I mean the part where the kids are at daycare, and we're supposed to be at work, but we're here, in bed, having a nice post-love-making-naked-cuddle…" he clarified.
"I would posit that this is in fact work." she stated with that haughty little know-it-all expression on her face that said she was about to school him about something. "Work-adjacent, at the very least. This is more of a team building exercise… like we used to do with Sweets." she added, and he laughed out loud, watching her head shake with the jiggling of his chest.
"I don't know what you were doing with Sweets, but I definitely wasn't doing anything like what we just did." Booth teased. "Should I have been keeping a better eye on him when he was living here?" he asked, reveling in her exasperated sigh. They both knew that he'd never truly suspect her of having an affair, definitely not with Sweets or all people. Sweets would definitely never betray him like that. The thought of their late friend seemed to give them both pause, and his Bones could clearly sense the sudden weight of the air in the room.
"We worked on solidifying our partnership through exercises of trust and support." she told him, her whole tone taking on Professor Brennan lecture mode that she used in the classroom and with her interns, despite the fact that she was currently pressing the length of her naked body against his. "When people cuddle like this, the hypothalamus produces oxytocin, which in turn, increases feelings of connection, bonding, and trust." she told him matter-of-factly.
"Ah, so laying here in bed with my naked partner will make our bond stronger, really solidify our partnership?" he asked, and she hummed her ascent as she leaned up to kiss the corner of his mouth, her breasts pressing deliciously against the side of his chest. That would never get old. "I'm all about making our partnership stronger. You know that." he murmured, tightening his hold with the arm wrapped around her back and capturing her mouth more firmly as he pulled her more fully on top of him. "We make a great team." he mumbled, gripping her hips as she shifted over him, pressing her knees into the mattress on either side of him.
"The best in the world, I'd argue." she agreed, doing that thing with his earlobe that he liked.
"And you think it's 'cause we, uh, cuddle so much?" he asked, his hands dipping lower to grip her ass. Pulling her down against him, he felt the heat of her wet center press against his belly, the head of his hardening cock sliding against the cleft of her ass with the movement. Maybe they should stop this and go to work soon, but then again… they were working on their partnership.
"Precisely." she replied with a breathy gasp that he'd never get tired of hearing. Her lips trailed over his shoulder, pausing briefly to press a firm kiss against a long-healed bullet scar. She lingered on it for a moment, as she always did. The tender moment was fleeting before she flashed him a sexy grin and flicked her tongue over his nipple nearest the scar. He groaned at the ripple of pleasure, gasping when she pinched it between her teeth.
"Ouch." he teased when she smiled unapologetically up at him. "Be gentle." he murmured, stroking a hand over her cheek and tucking her tousled curls behind her ear.
"I can be gentle." she whispered against the center of his chest as she pressed a feather-light kiss to his skin. "Although, you've always responded quite favorably when I've executed my own discretion in pleasuring you." she added, and she wasn't wrong; she knew his body. He watched in silence as she left a trail of tender pecks down the center of his chest, his stomach muscle twitching as she met his eyes and grazed her teeth over his skin. Yea, she definitely knew what she did to him.
She shimmied lower down his legs, giving him a downright feral glare as she knelt over his shins and ran the nail of her thumb up the underside of his shaft. He groaned in frustration when she repeated the action, barely touching him, her feather light grazes driving him crazy.
"Okay, not that gentle." he finally grumbled, desperate for a firmer touch. She released a throaty laugh that sounded just a little bit boastful before she wrapped her hand around his cock and squeezed him, pumping her fist up and down slowly. This time when he groaned, it was an entirely different kind of frustration.
"I've always admired how short your refractory period is." she told him, and despite the clinical words, she was 100% the seductress as she blinked slowly, her smudged eye makeup giving her a smokey-eyed look around those beautiful baby blues.
He couldn't help himself, the urge to stroke her cheeks and kiss her slowly as his chest swelled, so he leaned up toward her. Her index finger on his chest stopped him, and he flopped back down, as if that tiny push could have actually overpowered him. Crossing his arms behind his head, he watched with heavy-lidded eyes as she leaned over, her breasts brushing his erection as she kissed a trail over his hip bone and across his stomach. He wondered if she could taste herself there, and it made his cock twitch.
He groaned as her breasts rubbed against him with each tiny movement in her slow assault of his stomach; she must have felt him shift in his attempt to seek out a firmer touch because she glanced up briefly. Her dark eyes met his as her lips closed around his throbbing head; he fought dueling urges to watch his cock disappear into her mouth and to let his head flop back onto the pillow. The latter won over, and he groaned, clamping his eyes shut as her hand pumped him, and her lips sucked at the tender flesh of his head.
"Bones…" he groaned out a warning when the tip of her tongue lapped up the beading moisture from the tip of his cock. She knew exactly how to push him to the brink. The amount of practice they'd put in over the years had definitely reaped some amazing benefits. "C'mere." he muttered, reaching for her hands and pulling her toward him.
Straddling his lap, she reached for his erection, pumping it once, as if making a point before she slid down on it, taking him into her body in one smooth motion. "I thought we were supposed to be cuddling." he muttered, trying to regain some semblance of composure so this wouldn't end in 2.5 seconds.
"We are." she replied breathlessly, leaning forward, pressing their chests together. Her hair curtained around their faces as their foreheads met, and she smiled that crooked half-smile he'd fallen in love with years ago. "See?" she whispered, sucking his bottom lip as she rolled her hips where they were joined. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close, matching the rotation of her hips with his own movements and stroking his hands up and down her back. Her own hands found their way under his shoulders, as if both hugging him and using him for leverage.
When she came, he swallowed her moans with a searing kiss and followed her over the edge, feeling her entire body shiver against him, inside and out, pulling him impossibly closer to her as if she wanted to occupy the same space as him. Breaking the laws of physics.
As their breathing slowed and he slipped from within her, she remained, unmoving, strewn over his chest, her knees still pressed into the bed, and her arms still wrapped under and around him. He chuckled because it reminded him of one of the yoga poses she frequently did in their living room. He usually enjoyed it from a different angle, one that gave him a perfect view of her ass in the air, but this was a pretty great alternative.
"I feel like our partnership is definitely stronger after that." he commented, running his finger tips over her spine, smirking when she squirmed a little at the tickling sensation. Her hum of agreement as she buried her face deeper into the side of his neck was a solid indication that she was about to fall asleep. "C'mon sleepyhead. We've gotta go check out a body."
"I'm checking out your body." she muttered, and he laughed out loud, watching her body shake from the forceful rise and fall of his own chest.
"You wanna take five, and I'll shower first?" he suggested, knowing she would be hard pressed to leave the bed after that. If routine could be relied on, she'd want to curl up and sleep now, so he'd give the extra few minutes to pull herself together.
Her only response was to roll off of him, dragging the blanket over her body and curling her knees up. He leaned over and pressed a firm kiss to her exposed cheek before padding naked toward the bathroom.