A/N: Sorry for the delay in updating, between my computer going shizo and ffnet not working for me and well, life, this has been a long time coming.
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So... there will be some very explicit scenes in this chapter and you may continue at your own peril and you may be at risk for increased temperature and a general red all over feeling. A cold shower is a very good remedy.
Thanks again folks!
Chapter Five:
She needed this right now; she needed him.
And he needed her.
Temperance was running through a jungle, jumping over fallen trees and ducking vines that crossed her path. Something scary was chasing her and even though she didn't know what it was or what it would do to her if it caught her; she felt that it was bad. Seeing an end to her green surroundings she made a leap for the soft sand. She could smell the salty ocean water and the baking sand as she continued to run parallel to the water's edge.
Heavy beats began to gain distance towards Temperance and there was nothing she could do about it. She felt strong arms wrap around her torso and haul her into the air and onto a wild black stallion and into the lap of none other than Seeley Booth. She was facing him on the bare back of a magnificent horse that hadn't even slowed in the slightest since gaining her weight. Booth wrapped his left arm protectively around her and leaned forward so their weight was closer to the horse and less resistant to the wind that was already billowing Temperance's hair every direction.
She clung to him with a deadly grip as if she might fall and be trampled by the horse and then easy prey for whatever was chasing them.
It was then that it hit her, "this is just a dream..." She said it aloud more to herself than the dream-Booth.
"Well, yeah." He answered simply now sitting up and looking her directly in the eyes.
"I thought romantic dreams are so supposed to include horse back riding on beaches with nothing chasing you." She pondered.
"Sometimes," Booth said, "but this is you and I know how much you get a kick out of being the damsel in distress."
She glared at dream-Booth, "you know that's not true; I can take care of myself."
Seeley tossed his head back in hearty laughter.
"If this is my dream, why are we just talking? Even better question, what are you doing in it?" Tempe asked, ignoring his laughter that made her stomach do virtual flip flops.
"Is there something else you'd rather be doing, Bones?" He grinned at her. She then took notice of how his hands were gripping her hips while his fingers danced across her exposed skin. Looking down she realized that she was only in a brown skimpy string bikini and Seeley was clad in only jeans (every girl's dream – I know).
Tempe leaned to the side pulling herself and Seeley off the horse and into the soft sand. They rolled around until Tempe was straddling Seeley and covering his mouth with her own. They hungrily tasted each other with tongues probing and mating while their sandy hands roamed across each of their bodies. Tempe's fingers trailed from his bare chest to the edge of his jeans and began to work the button and zipper free so she could feel what she knew would be there waiting for her. His finger tips brushed the sides of her breasts and just that simple touch made Tempe gasp, "Seeley!"
Encouraged he rested her breast in his hand and gently massaged, occasionally flicking his thumb over an erect nipple. It all felt so real and intense. She never wanted it to end. She hummed in pleasure and rested her palm on his stiff member.
He abruptly pushed her further away from him and rolled out from under her.
"Bones, I can't – I mean we shouldn't..."
"Why the hell not? It's my dream." She pouted.
"Bones," he hissed urgently as she ground her hips into his. That's when it hit her that something about all of this was odd. It all just felt too real. She blinked rapidly and she woke from her wonderful dream only to find herself straddling her partner. His hands were gripping her wrists and there was a look of both fear and lust on his face.
"Oh God!" She leapt off his lap and fled to the bathroom before Booth could say anything to her.
Booth growled quietly before climbing out of bed a little bit awkwardly and knocked gently on the bathroom door. "Bones!" He whispered urgently.
"Go away Booth," she whined.
"Ugh," he opened the door and shut it behind him. He couldn't believe that she hadn't locked the door when she shut herself in. And judging by the look on her face she was just as surprised. She stood up and was about to object to him being in there but he was too caught up with how gorgeous she looked in a t-shirt and a pair of flannel pajama pants. Any other woman should have looked average dressed in what she was but right now all he wanted to do was rip her clothes off and make her believe that he did indeed want her in real life. And so for once he tossed the voice that was reminding him that she was his partner and roughly pinned her against the bathroom wall and bruisingly crushed his mouth to hers.
Brennan's eyes shot open and her body stiffened in reaction to the invasion of her personnel space but quickly recovered as she let her body react instead of her head. She wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips; bring his body even closer to her own. She began to claw the shirt off his back urgently and finally after a short break in the kiss tossed it to the floor. Hands groped curves and trailed over muscles until the need to lose Brennan's shirt came into focus. Crossing her arms across her chest she grabbed the edge of her t-shirt and hauled it over her head and onto the floor next to Booth's forgotten shirt.
Booth began to nip at her neck and kiss his way down to her bare chest. Abandoning all reason Tempe moaned and let her head roll back in absolute ecstasy. As nice as it was to let her head and logic rule her life, the feelings that Booth was provoking weren't letting her brains get any say as to what would happen in the now.
Eventually after much clawing on Brennan's part and a lot of sucking and nipping on Booth's, they were both naked and as randy as any teenager doped up on the full dose of hormones.
"Please, Tempe, I need – " Brennan angled her hips to allow him easier access. They gasped and paused at the intense feeling of being connected for a few moments before they began to move back into the full swing of things.
Brennan was so close to achieving her first peak when a gentle knock caused them to pause.
"Booth, man, are you alright in there?" Hodgins asked.
"Uh, yeah, do you mind leaving me to my business though?" Booth nearly gasped out. All he wanted to do was drive into his extremely hot partner in privacy.
"Oh God, Booth, their out there!" Brennan whispered as quietly as possible, as if it had just hit her.
He smiled as Hodgins voice intruded their fun again.
"I guess we just won't get Chinese food from that place again." Hodgins paused, "have you seen Dr. Brennan?"
Booth, despite their situation, was close to laughing, but the slightest movement reminded him of where he was; inside of the brilliant and sexy Dr. Temperance Brennan.
"She went out to the car to get some of her notes from the case; said something about looking it over before breakfast."
"Sounds like her alright; too into the work to get any sleep like a normal person."
"Yeah, yeah – just go back to sleep now Hodgins, I'll make sure she get's in fine."
Brennan was glaring at him for agreeing with Hodgins and trying to squirm away from his embrace. Booth bit back a groan of appreciation as her wriggling only served to turn him on even more. He silenced her whispered protests with a hard kiss that she immediately submitted to.
"Alright, g'night man," Hodgins last words fell on deaf ears as the two lovers continued their heated encounter while fighting to be silent.
They finished gasping for silent breaths and slid to the cold tile floor with minimal movement of the rest of their bodies. Sweaty and sated they leaned on each other until Brennan could finally summon words.
"We should really get back in there, they may begin to wonder if we're gone for too much longer."
"Not that I'm an expert on this, Bones, but shouldn't we talk about this?" Booth asked gently.
"Later, Booth." She used his normal name for him as if nothing had changed between them. Maybe if she could just pretend for a little while longer that they hadn't just thrown themselves at each other and that she didn't just abandon all reason and self for a romp in the bathroom of a hotel with her friends and coworkers just in the other room. They would just have to talk later, when she had time to distance herself from the situation and analyze it more.
A/N: Yay for another chapter done. I truly appreciate reviews, good and bad – but if you're going to criticize make it constructive because I am always willing to learn, and keep in mind that I am an engineer by profession, and if I wasn't typing in Word, this would be totally unreadable.
