Chapter 2
Hi! This is my first-time writing a (kind of an) M rated chapter lol, so… if it feels weird or just not right, tell me. And from now on I'll stick to a T rating haha.
Jenny1701, thank you for your review! It's great this story is actually readable and I'm glad that as you said, "I have a good handle on the characters". I had a crappy day, and this brought a smile to my face. So… this chapter is for you :)
Hope y'all like this story so far!
Brennan opened her eyes and said, "Take me home."
Booth looked deeply into her eyes and spoke. "Are you sure?" he paused looking for the right words. "I don't want us to rush into anything. You have no idea how long I've wanted to make love to you, and I can wait until you're ready to… to take that step because, Temperance," the use of her name made a shiver run through her body, no one has ever said her name the way he just did, "once we make love, we can never go back."
"I want to," she gave him a tender smile. "And Booth, we're not rushing into anything, don't you think six years is long enough?"
He gave her a peck on the lips and a smile, then took her hand. "My place or yours?"
Brennan suggested they go to his place, something about it made her feel safe, at home. The fifteen-minute car ride was spent in silence. Their linked fingers rested between them on the center of the console, Booth's right hand making random patterns on her left. The only communication they had was trough glances and soft smiles during red lights.
Finally, they arrived. Booth parked the SUV by the entrance of the liquor store and got out so he could open Brennan's door, only to realize she was already waiting for him to open the building's door. Somethings will never change. He thought, while looking for his keys in his pocket.
Booth closed his apartment door. "Would you like somethi-" he was interrupted by Brennan putting a hand on his mouth.
"I don't want anything" she said. "Well," a smirk appeared on her face. "I want to make love with you."
He gave her a smile in response, stood closer to her and brushed his lips with hers. Gentle at first but then more and more passion was put into the kiss. She took of his coat, then his suit jacket, both ending up on the floor. He took of her coat then started unzipping her dress, all of this while she got rid of his shirt and undershirt. Bare chested, Booth watched a bra and panties clad Brennan take of her heels. He wrapped his arms around her bottom and gave a little push. She got the signal and jumped a little, circling his waist with her legs, while he took them to his bedroom.
Minutes later Booth was on top of Brennan with nothing between them, naked as the day they were born.
He pulled away from her mouth to look for protection in his bedside table. "Give me a sec babe." While rummaging his drawer he didn't notice her raising her eyebrow after hearing the pet name. He made a sound of discontent after not finding a condom eliciting a chuckle from Brennan. "Oh, you think this is funny?"
She chuckled even more. "Yes, actually I do."
"I don't like you."
She furrowed her brow. "I don't believe you, given that you said you loved me merely an hour ago."
He shook his head and smiled. "I do love you. I'm just frustrated because I can't find a condom, Bones." He gave her a peck on the lips and rose from the bed. "I'll check in the bathroom."
Brennan appreciated the view of his behind and then remembered something. "Oh, and don't call me babe!" she shouted.
She heard the pulling of drawers and cabinet doors. "Why? It's a sign of affection!"
"I'm not an infant." She replied.
He stepped out of the bathroom with a condom in hand resting by the doorframe. "Babe, baby, honey, sweetheart…" he gave her a puppy look. "Please?"
She sighed but a smile she tried to fight appeared on her face. She couldn't resist that look. "I guess I could get used to those names." Then she scrunched her face. "But definitely not honey or sweetheart, my dad calls me that and it would be strange coming from you."
"Got it." He chuckled and climbed back on top of her. "We've got a problem. This," he showed her the foil package, "expired two years ago."
"Oh." She paused. "I'm on the pill Booth, and I'm clean. Actually, I haven't had sexual intercourse in a little more than a year."
"I'm clean too. And the reason this thing expired two years ago is because I haven't been with someone in three." He caressed her face. "Are you sure you want to do this without?"
"Yes." Her hand made its way down between them and grabbed his member, pumping it softly, eliciting a deep moan from Booth. "And I don't need more foreplay, I'm ready."
Booth traced her folds with his fingers, checking if she was indeed ready, and found her already wet. "Hey, look at me." He raised her chin with his knuckles. "I love you."
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Buzz.
He was approximately an inch inside the most pleasant place ever when both their phones started to vibrate. If both got a call at the same time it usually meant a new case. "You've got to be kidding me." Booth exclaimed.
"No!" Brennan moaned.
They both looked at each other and sighed. Seconds later Booth gave her a small peck followed by a sad sigh and pulled out of her. "Duty calls."
"Later?" She responded.
He gave her a soft smile. "Later baby."
He laughed at the irritated eye roll he received after the pet name and they both began to get dressed.
Duty called.
-B
