Snuggled up against Booth on the couch while the movie played, Brennan surveyed the room and the people in it with just a bit of envy. It was wonderful that despite living their separate lives, the Booth family managed to stay so connected to one another—it seemed so natural, the interactions between all of them. She felt their warmth and acceptance, and was grateful for it. Still, deep inside, it was glaringly apparent to her that she was the only person here who was not a Booth. Just give it time, Tempe, the voice inside of her said, soothing for a change. It's already gone so much better than expected. She heightened her sense of security by scooting even closer to her partner under the blanket, resting her head on his chest and concentrating on the strong, steady pumping of his heart there. His arms were around her, and she felt so, incredibly safe.

Safe. Until she felt one of his soothing, stroking hands caress her bare waist, just under the material of her shirt. They had been together long enough that she knew that touch…that teasing, tickling, barely there one that always made her wriggle against him wanting more. The one that meant he was no longer satisfied simply watching television, or lying in bed, or (at least one time) standing alone in an elevator. But now they were most certainly not alone. Her eyes widened at the sensation of his strong fingers creeping up over her ribcage, and she looked up at him curiously. His eyes were fixed firmly on the television screen, but she saw a hint of a smile on his face, and his head turned to gently place a kiss at her temple. Then, she was being lowered to her side on the couch, and he was stretching out behind her, spooning her while his questing hand continued its ascent under the blanket and under her shirt. He wasn't seriously going to…he trapped one of her hardening nipples between his index and middle fingers, squeezing gently over her bra.

Yes. Apparently he was going to.

She knew she should grab her incorrigible partner's hand from out under her shirt and whisper to him to behave, this was not appropriate "Meet the Parents" behavior. But the feelings he was creating with his fingers against her breast were incredibly delicious, and it wasn't like anybody could see what was going on under the blanket…he pinched again delicately, and her hips instinctively arched backwards to press against his hard body. Very, very hard. A sigh escaped her lips, which thankfully could not be heard over the increasingly loud bickering of Parker and Jeff and Justin from the floor, arguing about who got to control the volume with the remote. She blocked it all out, concentrating on subtly shifting her bottom against Seeley's jeans in such a way that he could feel the friction. A strong exhale tickled the nape of her neck, and she smiled.

"Daaaaaaad. Tell Justin and Parker that it needs to be louder."

"It's plenty loud enough, Jeff," Jared said firmly from his position on the recliner, where he was bouncing baby Ali who was squealing in delight at either the movement or the movie.

"Hush all of you," Marisa admonished. "I'm trying to hear what happens."

"Which is why it has to be louder," Jeff complained.

It was all background for Brennan. Booth's warm hand left her breast and she sighed in disappointment, before she felt it reappear at the waist of her khaki pants. Bad, bad, bad…oooooh, good. He was under her panties, combing his way through her curls, the tip of his middle finger hitting the spot that made her hiss. Where were they supposed to sleep tonight? When Emily had told her the couch was hers, she was pretty sure that it wasn't meant for two, even though right now they were proving that they could make it work just fine.

"Princesses are stupid," Justin announced loudly.

"No they're not," Parker responded, sounding hurt.

"You're only saying that because you're a baby," shot back the twin.

"I am not. You are only two years older than me."

"I'm the oldest of them all," Jeff responded delightedly.

"By three minutes," Justin retorted, smacking his brother in the side.

"Boys. Enough," Emily said.

Brennan was squirming as her partner's fingers working lower, and lower, dipping lightly into her core and making her rock against him, wanting more contact. His moistened fingertips nipped at her clit. Oh yes yes yes. How did he know just how to do that? Oh, right. She had shown him…again and again.

"That means I'm three minutes stronger and faster," Jeff gloated.

"Are not."

"Are too."

"It's am too, Dummy," Justin said indignantly.

"Ha! You said it!"

Ali cried out indignantly as Justin stood and blocked her view of the television, then pounced on his brother, wrestling Jeff to the ground. Brennan wasn't sure which twin it was who first slammed full-force into the couch, but quickly found it didn't matter as she and Booth found themselves under a pile flailing little limbs belonging to at least two arguing nephews. Luckily, Booth had removed his hand from her pants just in time to avoid it being crushed there. Brennan ducked to avoid being kicked by a stray foot. "Ooooowww. What the heck, guys?" Booth groused.

"Alright, say goodnight, boys, I'm thinking it's time for bed," Jared announced, transferring a howling Ali to her mother and making his way over to the couch. Grabbing the boys' arms, he swung them off the couch, which was now anything but a safe haven. The boys bid them all goodnight and followed their dad obediently out of the room.

"Just another day in the life," Dave chuckled from his chair. Brennan heard Booth groan softly from behind her, rubbing his shoulder from where it had been bruised by the impact of Justin.

She sighed in frustration, looking over her shoulder at Booth. "All jellybeans and chocolate bunnies, huh?"

He smirked at her. "I never said this whole family thing didn't have a downside."

Booth had been mildly surprised when his partner didn't punch him in the face for feeling her up under the blanket in his parents' living room, and even more surprised when she'd groaned quietly and wiggled her hot little ass against his hardening cock. Damn, sometimes he needed to give her more credit in the adventurousness department.

Sadly, their little feel-up session had ended as soon as the boys started pounding on each other. He should have known better – the twins hadn't tried to kill each other the entire day, one of them was probably due for a beating from the other.

Jared had sent his boys to bed and returned to the living room a few minutes later with an apology. "Sorry, Temperance. They get a little rambunctious and have this odd blood-thirst for one another sometimes."

Bones grinned. "Something tells me their father and his brother weren't that much different."

This prompted a chorus of laughter from the family and a playfully indignant scoff from Jared. "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Seeley's shown me scars, Jared," she teased.

"Listen here, Doc. My baby brother can inflict pain when he wants to. He ever tell you about the time he pushed me out of that tree out front?"

"What?! You lying sack! You fell!" Booth shrieked from behind her.

"Bullsh--" Jared paused to correct himself, seeing that his seven-year-old nephew and his two-year-old daughter were still in the room. "Crap. You. PUSHED. Me."

"Seeley wouldn't do that, would you honey?" Bones said with syrupy-sweet disbelief. It had been so long since the incident and Seeley had spent so many years claiming Jared fell, he wasn't really sure any more.

"I might have," he teased, "but how's Jared gonna prove it?"

"Oh now the truth comes out!" Emily grinned. "I should just ground you both and send you to your rooms."

Booth blushed, reminded of his earlier activity with his hands down Bones' pants, and how much he really would like to get sent to his room – as long as the hot doctor could come too.

"Oh, now, sweetheart, I'm sure there were enough times that Jared bloodied Seeley and got away with it."

"Yeah!" Booth chimed. "Like the time he punched me and knocked out a tooth and told Mom I tripped on that crack in the driveway."

"Ma! He's lyin', I swear!" Jared whined.

Ali whimpered again, not quite sure what to do about her dad and Uncle Seeley's loud voices.

"Okay, you two," Marisa refereed sternly but quietly. "You're scaring the baby. Stop."

"We were just playin' around, honey," Jared said.

"Your daughter doesn't know that, Jared."

"Sorry, Bro."

"Yeah, me too," Seeley reached for a still-whimpering Ali. "See, princess? Uncle Seeley and Daddy were just kidding. You're okay," he soothed, trying to juggle her without pushing Bones off the couch. Ali sniffled and reached for Brennan.

"You want to go see Bones?" Seeley asked. "Yeah, you like her don't you?"

Bones looked unsure for just a second before she reached up and brushed a tear from Ali's bottom lashes. "Come here, Ali," she snuggled the baby against her front so they could watch the rest of the movie.

"Could you rewind it a couple scenes, Emily? I missed part of it because of Hekyll and Jekyll over here," Marisa asked sweetly. Emily obliged, rewinding to a scene of Prince Edward and Nancy running back to the man hole to go back to Andalasia to live happily ever after. Seeley watched Ali watch the movie intently, unfazed by Bones running her fingers through Ali's silky hair. The little girl turned around as the new Princess Nancy dipped Prince Edward down into a kiss after they exchanged wedding vows. She brought a chubby hand up to touch Brennan's cheek and smiled. "Pwinciss," she proclaimed.

"Oh! Isn't that sweet! Temperance, she thinks you're Nancy in the movie!"

"It must be my hair," Bones said quietly, running a finger over Ali's little hand.

Marisa stood and picked Ali up. "Okay, Missy. Let's leave Princess Doctor Brennan alone and head for bed, hmm? Can you say night-night to everyone?"

Parker waved to his baby cousin from the floor. "Night, Ali!"

Ali imitated his wave and snuggled into her mother's neck.

"I think we're going to hit the hay too, what do you think, Em?" Dave asked.

His wife blushed at his teasing grin. "I suppose," she winked.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaa!" Seeley and Jared chorused.

"Did I say anything?" Emily asked innocently.

"Your face said it all. Honestly, can't you two wait until you don't have company? It's Holy Week for Pete's sake!"

"Which is why you shouldn't be surprised if you hear your mother praying later," Dave grinned.

"Daaaaaaaaaaad!" Brennan laughed at the grown men's obvious discomfort and chuckled again at the puzzled look on Parker's face.

"Goodnight, boys. Seeley, you can get the couch made up for Temperance, can't you?" Emily said over her shoulder, giggling like a young girl as Dave dragged her out of the room by her hand.

"Sure, Ma. Night," Seeley shuddered.

"That's just wrong," Jared proclaimed. Booth nodded his agreement.

"You guys, it's perfectly natural for--" Bones began, but Booth silenced her with a hand over her mouth.

"They're our parents, Bones. They've… done that twice, once to get Jared and once for me. That's it, that's all, and I refuse to believe anything else."

Jared made a face. "Me neither. Although I still think you're adopted."

Brennan chuckled. "Oooookay. C'mon Parker. Let's get you tucked in while your dad makes up the couch for me."

"Okay," the little boy rubbed his eyes sleepily and took her outstretched hand. "Night, Uncle Jared. Night Dad."

"Night Slugger," Jared replied.

"Night, Bud. Love you," Seeley said, kissing the top of his son's head.

"Love you," Parker replied around a yawn, letting Brennan lead him to the guest room he was sharing with the twins.

"I like her, Bro. I think she's a good fit."

"Thanks. Me too," Seeley grinned, rising to pull the cushions off the pull-out. "You know, she was a little nervous to meet you guys."

"What? Why?"

"Well, obviously, I've told her what a cretin you are."

"Among other lies and fallacies I'm sure," Jared nodded, punching his brother in the shoulder.

"She normally isn't the type to care what anyone thinks of her, but she knows how important you guys are to me…" Booth trailed off as he went to the hall closet to get a set of sheets.

"Aw, Bro. You're gonna make me tear up," Jared teased.

"Shut up, jerk."

"Nah, I'm just playin'. We like her a lot. Mom adores her already, so you know she's in."

"I'm gonna ask her to marry me," Seeley blurted.

"Whaaaaa?"

"Tomorrow."

"Whoa. That's a big step, Seel. You sure you're ready to do that again? What's Parker think?"

"Well, it's been almost eight years since Becky turned me down, so I think my heart can handle another rejection," Booth said self-deprecatingly. "And Parker loves her. She said he slipped and called her Mom when she dropped him at school a couple weeks ago."

"Speaking of his mother…"

"Becky really likes her. Says she's good for me," Booth shrugged.

"I always knew that Stinson girl was smart," Jared teased.

Booth smiled. "So. That's the plan."

"You said your heart could take another rejection?" Jared questioned.

"She doesn't believe in marriage. So I'm fully prepared for her to turn me down."

"What woman doesn't believe in marriage? I thought that's the one thing they all craved. Where do you find these girls?"

"Well. This woman says it's an archaic institution and she doesn't need a piece of paper to prove her commitment."

"Well, if you know all that, you've obviously at least talked about it."

"Uh, not exactly. We were engaged in an undercover op a year ago."

"Engaged huh? Any of the perks?" Jared waggled his eyebrows.

"Jared! I am a professional," Seeley responded indignantly.

His brother snorted in disbelief. "You totally wanted her, anyway."

"Have you seen her?" Seeley asked. "Never mind. Don't answer that."

"Answer what?" Bones asked, walking back into the room.

"Nothin', Doc, just your boyfriend here tryin' to make himself look like a better man than he is," Jared saved.

"Don't you have your own relationship to go meddle in?" Seeley asked pointedly.

"Yeah, I 'spect I should be headin' that way. Sweet dreams, Doc. Make sure Seeley-boy here finds his way to his own bed tonight, hey?"

"I will, Jared. Goodnight," Brennan smiled, perching on the edge of the made-up couch.

"Night. Night, Bro."

"Goodnight, you obnoxious pain in the ass."

"Love you, too," Jared teased, heading down the hall to his waiting wife.

"So what'd you think?" Booth asked, lounging on the bed and pulling her against his chest.

"They are a handful. But I like them. A lot," she let her head drop back against his shoulder and he kissed her forehead.

"They like you too. A lot," Booth grinned.

"You know what else I liked?" she teased, pulling away and standing up.

"What's that?" he swallowed thickly as she tugged off her striped top to reveal an aqua-colored push-up bra.

"Your little performance earlier. Very brave, Agent Booth. What would you have done if you'd gotten caught?" his eyes followed her as she crossed the room to pull an over-sized sleep shirt out of her bag.

As she reached between her breasts and unhooked her bra, he swallowed again. "I hadn't really thought that far ahead."

"Obviously," she chuckled, shrugging out of the bra, standing nonchalantly in front of him in just her khaki pants. She started to put the sleep shirt on, but instead crossed back in front of him and reached above his head to shut off the halogen floor lamp. She straddled his lap, her gorgeous breasts just inches away. "Still feelin' brave? The boys are all out like a light, your parents are," she gasped as he tweaked her nipple to keep her from finishing that thought, "otherwise occupied, Ali was nearly off to dreamland by the end of the movie, and I'm sure your brother and Marisa have found something to entertain them," she ground softly against his lap as he placed gentle kisses on the soft skin of her chest.

"You are a dangerous woman, Temperance Brennan," he breathed, pulling her head down to his to kiss her. He waited for her lips to part to allow him entrance then stopped. "Are you sure we shouldn't move this to the bedroom behind a locked door?"

"Uhm," she groaned. "It'd be much…" he rocked his hips up into her, "easier… uh… for you to… uh… for you to sneak upstairs… than for… for both of us… and then me… ummm… Seeley… right there," he kissed the spot that he knew drove her crazy, right above her clavicle where her neck and shoulder met, "me to sneak back down here," she finished on a sigh. She reached between them and tugged his white polo shirt off and kissed his chest. "I love this shirt."

"Why?" he asked with a grin.

She shrugged a bare shoulder. "Something about your tan skin, against the white cotton."

"Bones, I wear white shirts almost every day."

"Hardly ever short sleeved with a three-button collar," she traced her fingertips over his biceps and sucked gently at the base of his throat. "So sexy," she sighed.

Booth spread his hand gently against Brennan's bare back and rolled her gently beneath him. Bracing himself up on one forearm, he unhooked the button of her khakis and pulled down the zipper to reveal the thong panties that perfectly matched the bra she'd been wearing earlier. He divested her of her bottoms quickly, not an easy task when their arms kept getting tangled together as she tried to take off his leather belt. As soon as she was naked beneath him, he kissed her while she attempted to push his jeans and boxer-briefs down his hips. As soon as her task was complete, she circled her slender fingers around his cock. "Inside me," she breathed hotly in his ear.

Amazed at himself for not losing control in her tight little fist, Booth thrust deeply inside his beautiful girlfriend. "I know this is cliché, but God damn I love you."

She sighed and dug her nails into his shoulder. "It is. But I love you too," she kissed him wetly, letting her tongue roam the inside of his mouth. He set a slow pace, dragging out the experience until she was sighing against his ear.

"Ever come on your boyfriend's parents' couch before?" he whispered, knowing it would surprise her right over the precipice.

And he was right.

God he hoped she didn't turn him down.

A/N: There you go, you little smut-mongers. You feel better now? Now that they've defiled Booth's parents' house?

Mhm. That's what we thought;)

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