Disclaimer: I'm still just playing with the characters……oh how I'd love to play with Booth…YUMMY!
A/N It's becoming a little tradition of mine to thank you for reviewing the last chapter. Trinitystargazer3 thanks for reading and I'm glad you like :D
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And my regular readers. I really do appreciate ever post you make.
Anyway, let's get back to the story shall we?
Was that a silly question:D
WHEN YOU KNOW. – Chapter 6
The lights were dimmed and a stereo system played one of Brennan's Jazz CDs. The music provided a quiet buzz in the background as the partners talked and finished their wine.
Brennan had her elbow on the arm of the couch propping her head up. Her fingers were tangled in her own hair, causing a few strands to fall in front of her eye. Her head was tilted slightly forwards as she leaned on her arm.
Booth was just finishing telling a story about a collage fishing trip he'd been on.
"…and of course, I'd had so much I couldn't stand up straight. Then again it's not easy standing up in a row boat, ever when you're not drunk! Anyway, I fell right over the side, scared all the fish away"
His laughter subsided slightly as he watched her react to his words. She'd buried her hand further into her hair, eyes closed as she shook her head laughing at him softly.
He felt like he had butterflies in his chest.
He had no idea how he'd been able to keep himself in check for so long. Her effect on him was overpowering.
He could hardly control the urges he was having at that moment.
He had never realised that she could be like this. He'd always known there was more to Temperance Brennan than the-know-it-all scientist whom, when it came to living, knew very little. But tonight, she'd packed away her Jeffersonian personality and introduced him to the woman inside. He'd seen glimpses of this woman in the past but never for this long.
He felt satisfied, knowing that this change in her personality meant she was very, very comfortable with him. With what had happened between them.
All he wanted to do was close the space between them on the couch and loose himself in her.
He gently shook his head, trying to rid the thought from his mind. He knew he had to take this very slowly if he didn't want to loose her altogether.
She'd been hurt badly in the past and it took a very long time for her to let anyone in.
God only knows he'd been trying to get close to her for the past two years.
He thanked his lucky stars that his lack of self restraint tonight had worked out in his favour.
"What?" her voice came with the last trails of her laughter.
Her head was still tilted forwards but she looked up at him through a few strands of hair. "Why are you shaking your head Booth?"
"Huh?" he tried to clamber out of his thoughts and rejoin her in their conversation.
"You were just staring, shaking your head. Did I do something wrong?" she sat up slightly "wasn't I supposed to laugh at that story?"
"No! No you were supposed to laugh, that's why I told the story," he reached over and took her hand "I was just thinking, that's all. You didn't do anything wrong"
She visibly relaxed as he reassured her that her reactions had been the correct ones.
"What were you thinking?" her voice echoed her relaxed state. Booth looked down as he realised that he still had her hand in his own. His breath caught as he watched her link her fingers with his own.
He smiled as he looked back at her.
"That's for me to know…" his smile turned into a cheeky grin "and for you to find out"
What she did next, made him roar with laughter.
She sat up straight, wrinkled up her nose as she closed her eyed tightly and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Good Lord Temperance. That has to be the most childish thing I've ever seen you do" he was fighting to regain his breath, she was chuckling along with him as she turned slightly pink.
"I think that's the first time I've done that since I was in school"
His breath evened out and he gazed warmly at her. "Do it again"
"What? No" she didn't understand his request.
"Please Tempe that was just too cute."
"I resent being referred to as 'cute' Booth, I'm not doing it again" she dropped his hand.
Oops, that was the first time in the duration of the evening that this side of Brennan had shown her face. He thought hard of something to say that would rectify the situation. He didn't want to take back what he'd said because he'd meant it.
He grinned evilly as he pushed himself forward slightly "do it again Tempe…or else" he slowly started to move towards her.
"Or else?" she was utterly confused. Was he angry because she had refused? If so then why was he grinning? What was he going to do?
"Yup or else!"
"What? Or else what?" she was moving back away from him now. She started to catch on to his plan of attack as he gave her a mischievous grin.
Without warning Booth pounced. Effectively knocking them both off of the couch and onto the floor. As they fell he rolled so that his body would take the impact. Brennan's light frame landed on top of his larger one. She was quickly rolled onto her back as Booth hands instantly went to her sides. He started tickling. It didn't take long for his fingers to find just the right spot on her sides. Within moments she was laughing hard as she struggled underneath him.
She refused to move her arms too high in order to push him; she knew that as soon as her arms were lifted; his hands would attack another of her weak spots.
"C'mon Tempe, you know how to stop this" he was laughing himself now as he watched tears of laughter roll from her eyes.
"Booth!" she gasped between laughs "stop"
"Do it!"
"No" her chest was starting to hurt
"I'm not stopping until you do it. Just so you know, I'm really enjoying this."
"No, please" another burst of laughter as he doubled his efforts.
Brennan managed to hold out for only another couple of seconds before she gave in and made the face as she laughed.
Instantly the ticking stopped and Booth placed one hand on either side of her head. And her laughter died down.
"See" he smiled "was that so difficult?"
It was now that she became aware of the position they were in;
She was flat on her back in the middle of her living room. Booth was above her, one knee on either side of her body. His hands placed firmly on the ground either side of her head.
He was breathing quickly, still laughing slightly as he also began to recognise their location.
Her eyes met his and he suddenly fell silent. She followed his example as he brought his hand to her face to wipe away the tear from her cheeks.
His touch sent electrical current through her body and she let her eyes close as she rolled her head into his embrace. Her own hand came up to rest on the back of his as he touched her face.
When she opened her eyes again, Booth's face was so close to hers that she could almost feel the warmth of his skin.
The Kiss was feather light to begin with. Brennan responded to her desires as she deepened the kiss, bringing her right hand to his neck as her left started to stroke his side.
Booth's breath was coming fast now as he explored the inside of her mouth intimately with his tongue.
The arm that supported him started to shake and he welcomed the excuse to lay himself down on top of her.
As his weight pressed against her she couldn't hold the moan that escaped into his mouth.
He was loosing control. He knew this could ruin all the progress they had made tonight but everything he even thought about stopping, her body would react to him in such a way that any thought was forgotten.
He kissed his way along her jaw and began feasting on the soft skin of her neck.
She almost choked on her own breath as he found the tender spot on her neck at the exact same time his hand found her breast.
"Booth" she choked out as he massaged her "we should stop" her words sounded hollow and forced. Even she didn't believe them.
To her amazement, Booth leaned back up on his arm and looked down at her. His face was as flushed as hers and his eyes conveyed everything she herself was feeling.
His other hand moved away from her chest and stroked her hair away from her face.
She knew he was disappointed and couldn't quite understand why he was smiling as he twisted a piece of her hair around his fingers.
She smiled back at him as her own hands rested on his sides. His shirt was thin and she could feel his toned muscles underneath her palms.
Booth gently rolled to her side and propped himself up so he could see her.
They lay on the floor like that for a long time. Not talking, simply looking at each other and gently touching on the cheek, the neck, the arm.
Temperance was measuring her hand against his, palm to palm when Booth chuckled.
"What?" her voice was unsure. Was he about to launch another attack?
"Just something you said earlier" her smiled at her confused expression and kissed her temple gently. "It's nothing bad, you said you weren't good at being 'intimate' "
Brennan nodded "yeah, I know. I'm really not good at sexual intimacy"
" Tempe…" He smiled down at her as he got to his feet and reached down to help her up. When she was on her feet he held her close to him "you're much better at it than you give yourself credit for"
Brennan couldn't help but smile. He was right. Tonight had been a wonderfully intimate experience which had her body humming.
Booth kissed her forehead gently and moved away from her.
Quietly he picked up his jacket from the chair and slipped it on.
"you're leaving?" the surprise in her voice made him smile gently as he moved back to take her in his arms again
"Do you know what time it is Bones?" she shook her head. "It's almost 2am. We've been talking for hours. I want you to get some sleep. Take a little time to process this." The considered his instructions "and you're not allowed to change you mind about this either. OK Doc"
"why's that" she had no intention of changing her mind but wasn't about to let him know that, not yet anyway.
"well it would just be cruel" he moved towards the door, smiling at her as she followed. "how could you let me touch you like that, then change your mind and tell me never to do it again? I'd have to get the S.P.C.B involved"
"The what?"
He grinned "The S.P.C.B! you've never heard of them?"
"Never" she considered the name again "what's it mean?"
"The S.P.C.B is the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Booth" His grin widened as Temperance started to laugh.
He pulled her into a passionate kiss as he reached the door. When they parted they were both short of breath.
"Need a lift in the morning?" Booth's voice was quiet as his forehead rested against hers.
"Thanks, but I'll be going in early to get some paperwork finished. I wouldn't want to make you rush around."
"It's no problem Tempe. I like rushing around after you." He grinned "especially when you wear those dark blue jeans" he noticed that she hadn't quite caught his meaning so he carried on. "I could follow you round all day when you wear those."
The gentle swat on the arm told him that she understood.
He laughed and stepped into the hall.
"Alright, I'll drop by the lab in the morning. Bring you some breakfast."
"Sounds good" she smiled as how they had changed so much in just a few hours but their everyday routine seemed to be unaffected.
"Night Bones" he stole a quick kiss before walking towards his SUV.
A/N well? Well? What do you think?
who want's to join the S.P.C.B? i have no idea where that came from by the way. Must have been Divine Inspiration.
Review if that made you laugh!