A/N: Anyone still here? I am feeling rather vulnerable about putting this chapter out in the world. Once you read it, you'll know why XD. Before everyone gets mad at me, there is a plan. I promise haha. Like I said before, this story is bound to be around for a while. Especially if writing is this slow XD.
WARNING: Very adulated themed stuff ahead. Probably not in the best possible wording, but this is the best I got :). Very upsetting to at least the under aged people who made it into the M-section – and maybe also upsetting to the adults XD. I do apologize for all the corniness.
"By the way, I looked up the required level of fitness for an agent trainee at Quantico." Lilly casually threw in as she and Booth were placing their towels on the workout machines in the early morning.
"Really? Are you planning on applying to the FBI after working alongside me for these couple of short weeks?" Booth responded, definitely proud that he got her interested in federal law enforcement.
"Funny, but no. After that trip to the shooting range, I am sure I never want to become an agent."
Booth remembered how emotionally Lilly had been after realizing that shooting a gun wasn't just for sports when you were in law enforcement. That on occasion, your life got endangered that much that you had to take another person's life to survive the ordeal yourself or to protect another person. At first, Booth had felt insulted at her horrified reaction, but that just had been a little misunderstanding. Lilly had been more than able to explain so he understood that she didn't have a problem with him defending the values of their country. The problem was that she didn't deem herself mentally strong enough to handle the burden of something as heavy as ending a life. It was a shame because Lilly had been a pretty good shot for a beginner. Just like he had been when he had joined the army and had been cherry-picked to become a sniper, he thought ruefully. But after she had realized that indeed sometimes it could come down to kill or be killed Lilly had sworn off everything directly involving a gun and herself.
Booth nodded. "Yeah, I remember. Still, you could also aim higher than becoming an agent, like taking Hacker's spot or something. Which would be great, because I think I might like working for you much, much, more."
Lilly grinned. "I doubt I'd be good at that either. I am nowhere near tactful or want to be tactful enough for political situations like Hacker actually is. I'd roll my eyes too often in annoyance.
But I looked up the physical requirements to see what they were about and it's only sit-ups, running a 300-meter sprint and 1,5-mile run and push-ups. Pull-ups don't even count in passing or failing the test. So basically, I am wondering why you've been torturing me with squads, weighted lunges and what not."
"Oh, so you rather have we go out to the track and run a couple of miles?" Booth teased, knowing that Lilly hated running the most out of all workout routines. "And you're right about those requirements, but those are the requirements to get into the FBI as a trainee. We've been training to get you to the level of fitness an agent trainee is subjected to at Quantico. Torture would be when I would expect you to be fit enough to be a Quantico graduate. And no, you're not going to find any of those requirements online, they aren't public information. You're just going to have to trust my knowledge."
He wasn't fond of running himself, so he'd only keep up on it to be able to pass the recertification tests himself. Running for more than 2 miles - ever - was fun for hamsters, not humans.
He truly hadn't been torturing Lilly at all. Booth had taken Bones' advice. Instead of subjecting Lilly to the Quantico leveled drills, he had decided to help Lilly ease into a healthy slowly working toward the level of a Quantico graduate workout series. "Also, if you think the PFT isn't that much of a big deal, care to try and see if you could pass it?" Booth said, challenging Lilly.
"You think I could pass it?" She asked, curious to hear agent Booth's opinion about her progress.
"Probably", Booth said." The real question is, do you want to pass it to meet the basic requirements or to be qualified to join the tactical team training? Because that would be the real challenge."
She really appreciated his honesty. It would be fun to see how fit she currently was. The PFT score would definitely be a great reference to see where she was standing now and how future exercising could change that. They had been training for a couple of weeks now and she really did feel psychically stronger. On the other hand, it would probably demotivate her if she couldn't pass it. But then again, she had had a big mouth about the PFT not being a big deal so she should at least try and raise to the occasion and defend her statement.
BREAK BREAK BREAK
Lilly groaned as she stretched her leg while they were walking through the hallway leading to the locker rooms. "Why do I let you keep talking me into things like this? I am pretty sure even holding a pen will be uncomfortable tomorrow." I don't even want to think about walking tomorrow.
Booth grinned. "Awhhhh you poor baby". Padding her on the shoulder. "I am sure a heated shower will prevent muscle ache and like you mentioned before we even started, you didn't have to try and do those pull-ups. Your fake PFT-score would have been fine without those extra points."
Lilly shot him a look and complimented that with an exaggerated "Oh shut up mister six-pack, you totally talked me into it."
Ever since they had started working out, Lilly had started to get more competitive with herself, training and pushing her exercise boundaries at every workout session. Booth naturally had approved and cheered her on. So today when she had gotten past her initial doubt, she really had wanted to set the best possible PFT score for herself. She passed, although she missed two points to be allowed into the tactical training unit.
Booth chuckled. "I don't think you know if I have a six-pack or not and that would be FBI Special agent six-pack to you."
Before Lilly could answer with some witty response Booth turned around. "Wait, you can't be in here, this is the men's room, you know, the changing room for all the mister six-packs within the FBI." Unfocused on the way they were going they both had walked into the men's room.
Lilly looked at him with an amused smile as she realized that she had followed him into the wrong locker room. However, something in the back of her mind nagged her that she had a valid reason for having followed him into the same locker room. Trying to remember that reason she looked down, her bags coming into her range of vision as they stood against the wall beside the agent's bag. Her amused look turning into a halfway horrified look when she remembered the sign agent Booth and she had passed on their way in.
Noticing her change of expression and Booth followed Lilly's gaze to the location of her bags "What?" Booth asked, not understanding her reaction.
Lilly looked up at him, her smile having changed from horrified to partly hilarity by default, trying to prevent a spluttering. "The ladies locker room is being renovated remember?" Both thinking back to the warning sign on the doors, warning FBI personnel for the probability of inconvenience.
When they came in they had noticed the builder's notice that the women's locker room was out of order for the next couple of days, followed by the male locker-room getting fixed up as well.
They had shrugged, deciding they would stop working out a little earlier than usual to use the facilities one at a time. And for any further workouts this week they decided that they would start earlier to make up for losing time by getting ready for their work day consequently. After they had gotten in, they had quickly dropped their belongings into the men's locker room and moved toward the gym area, talking about the new agent that joined agent Booth's team before Lilly had started about the fitness requirements, quickly forgetting about the advertised 'minor inconvenience'.
Remembering it all now, all too well one might add, Lilly grabbed Booth's wrist, holding it up to check the time on his watch. Her face frowning as she noticed how late it already was. Instead of quitting a little earlier than usual, they actually stopped a couple of minutes late because of their attempts to set the best possible PFT score. "I don't think there is going to be enough time for us to use the locker room one at a time." She looked back up at him, not entirely sure what to say next. Hoping for him to come up with a solution.
Booth gently shook his wrist so Lilly would let go of his watch and checked the time himself, surprised that time got away from them that easily this morning. However, the fact that he was still feeling playful and she was already standing next to him in the male locker room impacted his following comment. "Well, maybe we should just adhere to the instructions on the sign and share the locker room then."
Lilly looked at him shocked, effectively evening out her earlier frown. She had heard stories about how prude the agent could be, mostly from spending time around Angela. So, somehow that forward reaction seemed to be out of character for the agent she had been hanging out with. "Be serious", she said trying to give him a gentle shove, but with his grounded stand he didn't even budge an inch. "I have a 20-minute-morning-meeting with Caroline in 15 minutes."
He swallowed a chuckle and cleared his throat in an attempt to sound more serious. "Yeah, well me too, at least the morning meeting part. Like you said, there is only enough time for us to get ready at the same time. So logically sharing is the only solution to this dilemma. Unless you want to arrive at the office all sweaty."
She creased an eyebrow at the logic. He must be messing with me.
"Are you in or out? Or are you going to waiting outside here so you can rush in private after me and skip your breakfast? Your call." The agent already moved to collect his bags, turning away from Lilly for a second.
"Why would you get dips on the locker room?" Lilly asked, pretending not to have heard the last couple of remarks.
"I won our challenge, didn't I?" Turning back to face her he continued. "I am strong enough to get into the tactical training program." Puffing his chest out a micro inch as he said that, trying to keep himself from flexing his upper arm muscles and kiss his bicep. "That alone should give me dips. However, out of the kindness of my true gentleman heart, I am willing to give you dips on the shower cubicle."
Grinning at that last sentence, Lilly nodded. Touché for the solid reasoning on that first part of the equation. And what could be the harm of sharing a locker room? If they wouldn't exercise at this ungodly hour she probably would have shared the ladies locker room multiple times already and she would have been fine with that.
However, the part about dips on a shower cubicle? Flawed. In her experience, those stupid tiny squared bits of hell barely got cleaned and the challenge of picking up your shampoo from the floor was worse than bending over in prison. Not even considering the possibility and potential consequences of her next remark, she walked past him to pick up her bag. "Yeah, gee no thank you. You can have the cubicle if you want. But I got to ask though; are you that insecure that you want to hide out in the cubicle if I don't?"
"Excuse me? I am not insecure about any part of my body, thank you very much." Booth said insulted, mixed with just a dash of pride about his physical condition sounding through his voice. "I just figured you would like the privacy." Scoffing he added, "I doubt I'd even fit in that stupid little booth."
"Right", Lilly added, stretching the word before continuing as she turned around to face him. "Privacy… privacy is a pretty useless concept in a situation like this. Unless you know a way to keep your clothes dry in there while showering and then to get dressed inside that little-tiled box of frustration, the person using it still has to come out of the cubicle to get dressed. But I guess that all kind of doesn't matter if you're not using the cubicle, because I definitely ain't either.
Booth shrugged as a suit it yourself. He wasn't about to backpedal and if she wasn't uncomfortable with sharing that was more than fine with him. When he had been stationed overseas he had been in much more uncomfortable situations where sharing limited space with both sexes had been the only option on more than one occasion. "Exactly, it doesn't matter. Apart from that; there is nothing in this room either of us hasn't seen before, right?"
Lilly smirked, "Definitely, that is if I am speaking for myself, but then again, you do have a son, so we can be nearly certain you've at least seen a woman naked once."
Booth lightheartedly groaned sounds in the rhythm of Lilly's last sentence as he untied his Asics and toed them off.
She grinned at his antics as she dropped her bags on one of the benches in the middle of the room to take out her towels and body wash.
Regardless of their little word battle, the awkwardness quickly dawned on them, but there was no way either of them was walking away now. Standing back to back on either side of the bench, they tried to be professional or at least grown up about sharing the otherwise empty locker room in the early morning. Both were pretending to need all their focus on discarding their sweaty clothes before they walked over to the showers.
Lilly wrapped herself up in her towel, before working herself out of her clingy underwear. Giving herself a couple more moments of what probably was false modesty. Why did I have to say all that? Maybe I should have taken that cubicle… Reprimanding herself for that last thought, she sighed. There is no way I am wimping out now and giving agent Booth that satisfaction. And since when was she such a prude? Probably because she respected agent Booth. And I'd like him to respect me for my mind, not my body. Immediately dismissing that thought. No, this didn't have to be awkward. If we didn't know each other and would be working out around the same time we would be in the exact same situation. The shower was large enough to both look the other way and just get it over with quickly. They indeed were both adults and this was the only practical solution if they both wanted to shower, get their pre-ordered breakfasts and still be on time for their respective morning appointments.
After undressing they almost simultaneously moved over to the showers. Turning on the water before hanging up their towels on the provided hooks just outside the reach of the water.
They stood shoulder to shoulder in the shower and glanced at each other. Not taking sneak peaks at each other was the most professional option, wasn't it?
Despite the reasoning, they still discretely tried to check out each other, but failing miserably as their eyes met before quickly looking away again.
"You're right this isn't weird at all", Lilly chuckled, breaking the uncomfortable silence they seemed to have gotten themselves into. Booth mumbled his agreement, making Lilly look up at him to try and catch the unintelligible murmur. As their eyes locked once more, something changed in the atmosphere, the tension bringing them to move closer to each other until their lips met. It was electric. Lips parting to allow their tongues to explore.
Their kiss growing more heated with the second. Moving in closer touching chests. As in a reflex Booth's hand went to the back of Lilly's head to play with the long strands of hair that were becoming soaked under the shower stream. Lilly's arms made their way up to the strong shoulders in front of her and she placed her hands there enjoying the feel of his warmed skin while the water trickled over them.
When they broke off their kiss, Lilly let her hands slowly fall to her sides, trying to compose herself and to figure out what to say. She had expected awkwardness as a part of this in pronto shower arrangement, but not a sensational, mind sweeping kiss.
Booth, on the other hand, was not ready to let this moment end. The kiss had broken off some part of his self-control, something he had been hanging onto for a couple of months, his willingness to stay away from the other sex hugely impacted. He placed his palms on Lilly's shoulders and gently nudged her to turn around.
The fast and heated kiss they had shared had practically wiped Lilly's brain for thought and when she felt the strong hands palming her shoulders urging her around she could only give in to the unspoken request when she looked into his eyes.
Time seemed to stand still when Booth ran his hands over her torso down to her sides. God he had missed touching a woman, being near to someone warm, willing and caring. Starting on the sides of her breasts, he enjoyed the softness of her skin before moving slowly over her rib cage to her flanks ending at her hips.
It was like neither of them was thinking clearly, but everything seemed logical and like this was the natural thing to do and therefore they did it. Taking in every second, every movement, every sensation, building the anticipation. As Lilly followed his lead, she placed one underarm against the tiled wall to steady herself as her legs seemed unwilling to do exactly that.
As Booth had removed his hands from her sides Lilly arched her back invitingly, slightly grazing Booth's thigh with her ass. Booth stepped closer and placed his left arm across Lilly's torso, pressing his body into her back for a second. Letting Lilly feel how hard he was. His other hand crept between her barely opened legs. At the feel of his hand cupping her, Lilly slid her feet wider apart on the wet tiles giving him better access. She hissed and threw her head back at the combined sensations when Booth's palm touched her clit for the first time and his other hand simultaneously tugged at her nipple. Her hiss was barely audible as the sweet sound was almost overruled by the falling water, splattering on the tiles or hitting overheated skin.
The sight of Lilly's mouth opening as her eyes fluttered shut made him wrap himself tighter around Lilly's body, placing his chin on her clavicle gently sucking at the soft skin of her neck that came in contact with his mouth. His ministrations caused her to arch her back once again, this time meeting all of his arousal, forcing a deep-voiced moan out of him. His left arm moved down from being pressed at her breasts to take the place of his right palm that had nestled between Lilly's leg. At the loss of contact of his warm and slightly rough hand at her breasts, Lilly arched her chest up to let the warm water run over it. The movement caused Lilly to involuntary rub her ass up and down over Booth's hard cock.
Biting his lip to keep a very unmanly voice in, Booth immediately retaliated by sliding one finger between her folds and in and out of her soaked heat. Observing her reactions with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Don't.. tease.. me. Lilly managed to get out breathlessly, perfectly putting into words what they both were thinking. Her voice unsteady, filled with a dismay and need for more than one of his long fingers could take care off.
The vibrations of the deep growl that Booth produced to feeling her, made its way through both their bodies, leaving Lilly trembling in anticipation. She didn't have to wait long for his next move as she felt Booth's open hand on the back of her left thigh, softly urging her up on her toes. His other hand guided his erection between her legs touching her entrance, silently giving her a last chance to back out. When she only responded with a soft and impatient hum, not able to find the right words, Booth trust into her with one steady but swift thrust, burying himself inside her to the hilt. He felt her knees buck in surprise despite the expected invasion. Lilly rewarded him by letting out a shocked but pleased ahhh, her muscles clenching around his hardness. Immediately he wrapped his strong arms around her torso once more. Pulling her close to his body to steady her while she adjusted to the sensations coursing through her.
Pressing back herself against Booth she let go of the wall. Crossing her arms in front of her, covering and holding onto Booth's arms. Her fingers wrapping around the muscled skin she encountered there. For a while, they stood under the stream enjoying the feeling of the water and being entangled in each other. Sharing an intimacy they both hadn't realized they had missed so much. A comfort that came with just feeling a connection to someone else, being touched, held and embrangled in each other. Apart from Lilly's plea earlier, they hadn't exchanged any words to convey their needs or preferences. Body language and experience, trust and instincts were leading them from one move to another.
Booth could feel Lilly's breathing slowing down as they stood unmoving under the falling water. Feeling ready for more Lilly raised her foot and slowly ran her toes up Booth's shin, brushing against the hairs she encountered there, urging him to continue.
"Ready?" Booth asked superfluous, breathing heavily, not trusting his voice to ask Lilly for what he wanted with more than a two-syllable word. His voice sounded raw and rough just like his earlier grunt had.
Lilly slowly replanted her sole back onto the slippery surface, arched her head back until it connected with his upper body to see his dark eyes looking down at her features and nodded her agreement. After changing their standing upright position into a more comfortable forward lean Booth began moving against her. Their moans bouncing off the walls, filling the empty locker room. Every thrust unraveling his usually well up kept self-control a little further, causing him to quickly pick up the pace until it quickly was almost punishingly fast, keeping Lilly high on her toes. Driving both of them closer to the edge they desperately needed to go over.
It was like every piece of Lilly was aware of the sensations. The water running over her added to the arousal the fast and harsh trusts were providing her. She could feel the heat building inside her under the two strong arms holding her close. As a warning, she squeezed her inner muscles around Booth's fast-moving cock which caused both of them to let out a moan of intense pleasure. In response, Booth slowed down his thrusts for a second. Seemingly giving into Lilly's unspoken request, but only to pull out further and slam into her heated core harder, determined to make Lilly come before he did, squeezing Lilly in his hold as tight as Lilly squeezed her pussy around him. That was more than Lilly's self-control could handle. Her orgasm leaving her trembling in his arms. Her pulsating walls pulled Booth over the edge as well, feeling him erupt deep inside of her.
After holding her tight until both of them were out of orgasmic bliss Booth carefully released his hold on Lilly as he slid out of her and brought his hand up to her face. Softly guiding her head to look at him. He stroked her cheek with his fingers before caressing it with his palm, almost like he wanted to make sure she was real and not a figment of his imagination. Stepping in front of her he embraced her in a kiss like the one that started all this. When they both pulled away hesitantly they let out a simultaneous whoa.
At a loss for words, they stared into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds. Thought flooded back into their mind, temporarily tempering their high. Lilly placed her palm on his chest looking up to meet his eyes, clearing her throat before speaking. "I am not sure how long we took in here but I guess we are going to have to hurry."
He nodded, unfreezing from the time-standing-still-moment, surprised and a little hurt that her first full sentence held such a practical comment. God, he hoped that didn't mean that this just had been satisfying biological urges, as his favorite anthropologist would put it. "Yeah, let's just finish showering, get dressed and go to work." He said, trying to compose himself, rubbing the nape of his neck before he quickly ran his hand through his soaked hair.
While he swiftly washed himself, he stared at Lilly who was running her fingers through her now soaked locks trying to tame them. She looked so delicate and yet she exuded a confidence from being perfectly comfortable in her own skin as she stood under the stream working to untangle her hair.
Since Lilly hadn't had planned on getting her hair wet today, she hadn't brought her hair products to help her be in control of her hair. Frustrated by her slow progress, she silently cursed herself for not always having her hair products with her in her gym bag.
Letting his eyes finish taking in her stance, he noticed how his seed was slowly running down her upper thighs. Finished with washing himself, he grabbed his towel off the hook and quickly dried himself off. He moved back to Lilly, making sure he stayed out of the water as he wet the tip of the towel. "Let me help", he said softly, his words brushing against her skin. Running the towel over the inside of her thighs he wiped away the mixture of his seed and her juices. Quickly but caringly he cleaned her, making Lilly's leg jerk a little as he brushed over a particularly sensitive spot.
When she was done, Lilly shut the water before she picked up her towel and dried herself off before moving over to get dressed. As she put on her underwear she glanced over at Booth, who already got back into trousers and was working on getting his pressed dress shirt over his shoulders. Looking more impressive by the second, Lilly silently was wondering if she missed out not having checked him out fully while he was naked. Starting to feel uncomfortable by her own staring and the inner-irony of that thought, it made her feel like she needed to say something. "Thanks for that, I hate that running feeling." She blushed as she said the words, knowing it was silly to dislike something so intensely that was so easily taken care of.
Booth turned to face her, his hands busy buttoning up his shirt. "No problem, but uhm.. will not having used a condom cause you anymore uhm 'problems'? He could already imagine them making a very uncomfortably pit stop at a pharmacy just to get her a morning-after pill before their morning even started.
She met his eyes noticing the worried and ashamed look. "No, I am on birth control, so unless you have an STD we both are fine."
He nodded, feeling a little less guilty but like a gullible sixteen-year-old. "I am sorry, I should at least have grabbed a rubber." He felt guilty about a hell of a lot more than just that but he wasn't willing to acknowledge the possible implications of their actions just yet.
Lilly practically snorted. "Yeah, like there was time for that." Seeing that he was still tensed, she moved closer. "Really, it is fine." She touched his arm, forcing him to stop fidgeting. She waited until he looked at her before she let go.
Booth stared into her sparkling eyes, filled with the sheer happiness he usually found in them that he previously had mistakenly taken as inquisitive innocence. God had he been incredibly unprofessional and irresponsible.
"How about lunch? Are you free to go out for lunch later?" Booth asked, feeling the need to rephrase, a 1000 thoughts running through his head, but unsure which ones he should voice, so this was the best he could come up with, without any more stammering.
Lilly nodded. "Sure, that is a great idea. I'll come up around lunchtime.
A/N: So? Opinions anyone? Should I stop this story, or are we curious where this wild ride is going to end up? XD I am sorry for the tortures bad porn scene, just remember from this chapter that Booth and Lilly somehow tumbled onto each other out of nowhere. Which isn't entirely the truth: Kareneb called it, as did IHEARTSEELEYBOOTH. See you all next time :).