AN: thanks to the reviewers! I'm glad ya'll like the story. Enjoy this chapter
Chapter Four: Magical Black Man
Booth sighed and walk slowly back to their condo. His mind kept running circles around what Jaspar had said about Bones in the bar. He felt another flood of anger course through him at the though of someone smacking Bones' ass.
It was his ass!
Wait…my ass? Since when is her ass mine?
Been yours since the moment you saw it, a nasty little voice replied evenly. Booth growled at his subconscious and pulled the key out of his pocket. He unlocked the door and stepped through. The bathroom was right next to the door. He paused; he could hear the shower running and…Bones talking to herself?
He grinned at the thought. Suddenly a strangled yell came from the bathroom. His hand automatically reached for the doorknob, ready to burst in and rescue Bones from whatever was attacking her.
Maybe it's that damn monkey…
He was about to push the door open when it flew open. He had a split second to see Temperance Brennan wrapped in a small (good Lord, was it small) towel before she slammed into him.
BONES
Bones gasped when she ran into the very solid wall of Seeley Booth. She took a step backwards and felt the towel begin to slip. She made a wild grab for it as Booth did the same thing.
His hand grabbed something else entirely. He felt his eyes go as wide as saucers and Bones took another step back, the towel pooling at her feet. Her right foot landed in a puddle of water from her hair and sent out from under her. Her legs shot in between Booth's and knocked his own feet out from under him.
She grunted as she hit her back. The towel flew off somewhere. Booth tried to regain his feet, but to no avail. She watched, half in horror, half in fascination, as he landed on top of her.
BONES
Booth was very aware of the fact that a very naked Temperance Brennan was beneath him.
Oh…My…GOD!
Baby, oh baby! YES!
No, this is bad, she will kick our ass for this later.
Who cares? We've been waiting for a moment like this, I mean, she's NAKED, and you're on top…get the picture?
Yes, I get the bloody picture! And she'll easily be able to tell that I am VERY happy to be here right now…
Booth was in a modified push-up position above her, so she wouldn't have to bear his full weight. She was breathing hard, her chest heaving.
Good God, she should stop doing that…
Hell no! Her bare, heaving chest against yours…rar!
Oh God…Bones…stop…I need a cold shower….
No you don't…maybe if you wish hard enough, your clothes will disappear!
Hard…BAD CHOICE OF WORDS!
Booth stared down at her, fixedly looking at her eyes, trying to ignore the fact that he had an erection; Bones was underneath him, naked, her chest pressing against his with every breath…
I wonder if the floor is hard…
Stuff it, you!
Grind your hips, Booth, drive them against hers!
Bones' eyes widened as Booth shifted his hips ever so slightly against hers.
"Booth…Get off."
Oh, I'll get off on you Bones…
"Bad…Bad idea Bones," Booth managed to choke out.
"Why?" she asked. She asked it as if they were standing in the Jeffersonian and looking at a body instead of lying on the floor of a Jamaican hotel/condo.
"Door…door is wide open," he gasped.
"You mean anyone walking by can look in and see this!"
Shit.
Oh she is going to eat you for dinner, Booth. I have an idea.
Good, cause I'm all out.
Run.
"Look, I had just opened the door when you came stomping out in your little towel, so don't blame me, babe."
"What did you call me?"
Double Shit.
I told you to run, now you're in for it.
"Bones, I-"
"Jeez, Seeley man! I didn't expect you to come back and try to do it the moment you walked in the door!"
BONES
"Jaspar!" Booth and Bones said at the same time. Booth was suddenly very glad that his body covered Bones' nudeness. A surge of protectiveness flared in his body. No one got to see her naked.
Son of a bitch. I swear that man has crazy magical powers that he uses to appear at the most inopportune moments.
I agree. Let's shoot him.
NO!
Only cause Bones will never have sex with you after that.
Shut up.
"Jaspar, can you do us a favor, and leave?" Booth asked through gritted teeth.
Jaspar grinned at the angry white man. "Naw."
Bones shifted and pressed herself closer to Booth. He felt his breath catch in his throat.
Oh God…
Oh, I can die happy now…very very happy…
"Where's the towel, Booth?" she whispered.
"Out of reach…"
Well, I for one don't want Jaspar to see her naked, so whatcha going to do?
Booth glanced up at Jaspar. That man was having way too much fun for his own good. He was whistling a merry tune and waving as people walked by, trying to steal a peek around him.
Booth put all his weight on one arm and began to shimmy out of his red shirt. He felt and heard Bones stop breathing.
BONES
Oh God…he's taking off his shirt…
Look at those pecs! What a hottie!
Shut up…
Lick his chest!
EXCUSE ME!
Run your tongue around those dark nipples, nip them, bite them!
Okay, you need to shut up now, he's already PLENTY happy to be here.
Oh, don't I know it, Sweetie…pressing into your thigh…GOD!
What is he doing?
BONES
Booth glanced down at her and smiled weakly. She was going to kill him later. He would never see Washington DC again.
Oh well…We got to see her like this…
He shimmied the rest of the way out of the shirt and as carefully as he could, placed the shirt over her.
C'mon, Stud. Brush her breast, you know you want to!
Look, if I live through this vacation, we'll see.
I knew it!
"Nice trick, man! Maybe you could teach me?"
"I am NOT lying on top of you, Jaspar," Booth said. He made sure that Bones was totally covered by his shirt before standing up. He turned and looked at Jaspar.
"Hey man, you left the door open, don't blame me that you were so excited…looks like someone needs a cold shower, man!"
Booth looked down. Oh yeah, cold shower would be a great idea. When he looked up, Jaspar was gone and the door was closed. What the hell was that man?
"Bones?"
He turned just in time to see her run out of the sliding glass door, his shirt on, as well as a pair of rather tiny shorts.
His breath hitched.
She's never going to forgive me…
God…she's beautiful…Go after her!
No…she needs time to cool off…I need to cool off…
Missing your chance, you idiot. She may fly back tomorrow.
Booth turned and picked up her towel. He pressed his face into it and grinned.
Tessa may be taller, but she sure as hell didn't have curves like that!
What happened to your shower? And don't think of Tessa, you have much better hunting up here. Tessa is…a lawyer.
Shut up. I'm fantasizing.
Better be about Bones…
Who else, you idiot?
Booth grinned into the towel again, inhaling Bones' scent.
This was turning out to be a very, very interesting vacation.
AN: so, the towel fell off and there was much internal dialogue! Hope ya'll liked it. So, when should I integrate the first sex scene? (Note, I said first, of many). Thanks to all my reviews, you guys rule this skool.
Oh, and just incase I never said it before, Bones doesn't belong to me. (Jaspar and Abu do though)