Chapter 8
Waking up without Brennan in the bed made it impossible for Booth going back to sleep, not that he wanted to, so he brushed his teeth and went to the kitchen in only his boxers to find Brennan standing over the counter, slicing a mango.
He took a picture of her with his cellphone, she looked simply adorable in his Flyers t-shirt that covered almost all her behind, but lucky for him he had a glimpse of that roundness he loved so much.
"Morning, love." He said, approaching her and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, kissing her cheek.
"Go back to bed babe, you have another half hour." She said, kissing him on the cheek as well.
"Well, there's something I'd much prefer do with that half hour."
She turned around in his hands, feeding him with a slice of mango and wiping her hands on a kitchen-towel.
"And what would that be?" She asked, looking as innocent as she could.
"Fucking my beautiful partner against her kitchen counter." He said in a low, aroused voice while lifting her by the butt. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Sounds like a very intelligent use of your time Agent Booth." She smiled sultry at him before diving in a hot, wet kiss, letting her tongue battle with his.
Brennan pulled his boxers down and Booth tore her underwear, deciding just pushing them away would be uncomfortable and of course that ripping them is much hotter, and threw the now useless piece of fabric over his shoulder.
Brennan looked up at him in surprise.
"I'll buy you new ones." He assured her, continuing his assault on her neck.
"I think that's the fourth pair." She said, sucking on the spot where his neck met his shoulder. "If you're gonna keep that up I'm not gonna have any panties left."
"Fine by me." He said, continuing his previous devour of her mouth and entering her in one swift and hard thrust.
She moaned, letting him swallow the sound that left her lips in his throat and doing the same with the groan that he made.
He set a rhythm of hard and deep thrusts and she met each thrust of his with a rough one of her own. Booth sucked under her ear, the same spot that made both him and her crazy, and didn't leave that place until he made sure that place turned into a pretty purple-red hickey. During the few months of their relationship, it became obvious that both parties enjoyed marking the other any way they could.
Brennan knew she was close and could tell Booth was trying his best to control himself and wait until she came.
"Come for me Booth." Brennan whispered against his lips, taking his lower one between her teeth.
And, well, Seeley Booth was no man to deny anything from a woman, especially not the one with the most beautiful blue-gray eyes on the planet. They came together, hard, and leaned their foreheads against each other, trying to recover and be able to breath normally again.
Booth took his phone and snapped a photo of the two of them, gazing and smiling at each other, still not fully able to breathe regularly.
"Why do you enjoy taking pictures of us so much?" Brennan asked him, laughing at his action.
"Because we're the cutest couple on earth." He smiled at her, kissing her lips softly for the first time that morning.
She laughed "Come on, let's go take a shower." She put her legs on the floor and took his hand in hers, leading him to the bathroom.
The whole squint squad plus Booth were at a Jeffersonian fund-raiser, all dressed up at the top of their game. Brennan wore a long, navy-blue dress with a very flattering cleavage. Booth wore a tux that's bow tie color matched Brennan's gown and his hair was combed to the side, much like the first time he ever saw Brennan.
"So, Dr. B, why didn't you bring your boyfriend?" Hodgins suddenly asked.
Both Booth and Brennan shot their heads up, busy at eating and secretly holding hands under the table, hands which they quickly separated at the sudden question.
"This is a work event." She replied, avoiding answering his question directly.
"Yeah, well we wanna meet him, right Booth?" The scientist asked, making Booth's eyes widen.
"Actually Booth met him." Brennan said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I did." Booth replied. Today morning when I looked at the mirror, he thought to himself.
"Tell us how he is!" Cam said, obviously excited about receiving information.
"Seems like a nice guy."
"That's it?" Angela's voice went at least two octaves higher "Tell us how he looks!"
"Angela stop!" Brennan told her friend firmly; she also did something else pretty firmly that moment, that something being gripping Booth's junk of course.
He almost spit out his water and he started to cough, pretty badly. Brennan was almost incapable of hiding her grin, but she managed.
"You okay man?" Hodgins asked the red and coughing Booth.
"Yeah, just… Spicy" He pointed at his plate.
"Your mashed potato is spicy?" He asked incredulously.
"Yes." Booth looked down.
"Well, if you'll excuse me." Brennan got up and left for the ladies room.
About three seconds after she vanished through the restroom door, Booth got a text which made it almost impossible to suppress a smirk.
Feel like making out?
His reply came approximately two, maybe less, seconds after.
always. that was bold Brennan. meet u there in 3min
As promised, three minutes later, Booth knocked on her bathroom stall. Being the only one occupied, it didn't take him long to find her.
Brennan opened the stall door, grabbed her partner by the lapels of his tux jacket and pulled him in, slamming him almost harshly against the closed door.
Their lips crashed together in frenzy, her hands tangling in his short brown hair and his gripping at her waist, trying to bring her as close to him as possible.
"Booth…" She whispered between one kiss to another.
"Yeah baby?" He asked, also whispering, against her lips.
"I think I'm addicted to your taste." She looked deeply in his eyes, which were almost coal-black with his desire.
"You made a crazy man out of me Temperance Brennan." He pulled her back to his lips; his tongue stroking the depths of her warm mouth and hers doing the same in his mouth.
"We need to go back." She said breathily, pulling back when she felt almost dizzy at the need of oxygen.
"Yeah." Booth said, breathing just as heavily.
"Okay, you go first while I fix up."
"Alright." He didn't move even a step.
"Booth?"
"Just… Two seconds." He said, and they both glanced down at his obvious arousal.
"Think of football." She tried to help.
"After our half-time make out session last game I don't think football's gonna be very affective" He raised his brow.
"Basketball?"
"You in a cheerleading outfit."
"You never saw me dressed as a cheerleader."
"A man can dream…" He grinned at her "And your man definitely has."
"Soccer!" She nearly shouted her brilliant answer.
"Soccer could work..." He started thinking of scores and good players and bad players and then all those players naked and sweaty and yeah, that did the job… For now.
"Go away." She shoved him playfully and he went out of the stall with a quick kiss on her cheek.
Yes, she was without a single doubt in love with that man… And crazy hot for him in ways that sometimes she couldn't even control. Like two nights ago when he found his squint/Clark Kent glasses and decided to put them on… She almost came in her pants just at the mere sight of him.
He, though, was in no less trouble. Like a week ago when she modeled for him the lingerie she bought just for him. It took everything he had in him not to rip those things away from her, throw her over his shoulder, slam her on the bed and pound her senseless all night long. He settled for softly removing the lingerie from her body… And then he did all of the above.
The thought of being each other's and having each other, drove them both crazy.
Brennan walked into her office very slowly and very carefully. Last night definitely shook her whole body. It was clear she and Booth were not big fans of looking at their best and not being able to touch the other the whole evening… Let's just say Booth is gonna have a problem returning his rent shirt with almost all its buttons missing and let's not even mention the bow tie that has been ripped away from his neck. Though he wasn't the only one, if she thought about wearing her new Victoria's Secret lingerie again, she better think otherwise, though they did look quite fabulous all torn up and in her trash-can today morning. Her intimates hurt from the inside out and it was the kind of pleasurable pain she had never felt before.
She didn't notice the two women waiting on her couch to grill her in hope of getting information about the mysterious man that has been keeping her up in nights, late in mornings and happy all day long.
The slow way she walked into her office, one step after the other, was suspicious, but when she sat on her chair and let out a very loud and breathy gasp followed by "Oh god", they knew exactly what's going on with their favorite forensic anthropologist.
"Well someone had a good night." Angela blurted out, startling Brennan who hadn't noticed her presence.
"Very good, might I add." Said Cam, grinning at Brennan.
"What are you two talking about? And what are you doing here?" Asked the very confused, and still slightly shocked doctor.
"We thought we might be able to pull some info from you." Angela said.
"Yeah and I think we got a lot of what we needed." Cam smiled at the smirking artist.
"I don't know what you two are talking about." Brennan defended herself, even though she knew exactly what the two women wanted.
"Come on Bren, just cooperate a little with us, tell us who the hotty is." Angela pushed at her best friend.
"Yes, come on Dr. Brennan, it's just us girls in here, is it someone we know?"
"I don't know which people you met or haven't met during your lives and I certainly don't know why you two continue to ask for information about my boyfriend." The good doc replied.
"Sweetie please, you come to work happy every day, you arrive later than your usual hour, you leave earlier when you're not working on a case and of course there's the obvious case of after-mind-blowing-sex pains. We want to share your happiness." Angela told her best friend, grinning through her entire argument.
"I-" Brennan haven't had a chance to finish her sentence, much to her pleasure, because she heard her phone ring "Brennan." She answered without checking the caller ID.
"My balls hurt." Came the voice of her partner from the other line.
She couldn't help but giggle at his statement, which earned her two pairs of raised eyebrows, not that she even noticed.
"Well mine two!" She said, not thinking about the way saying it didn't actually make sense. The two women couldn't help but notice the sudden up lift in her mood.
"I'm pretty sure you don't have any balls.." He teased her.
"Of course I don't, I meant what I do have... In that region."
"Oh, you mean your sweet vagina?"
She smiled and rolled her eyes; sometimes he could just make her feel good by saying the dumbest things.
"Yes, I do."
"Yeah I think we won't be able to have sex for the next year."
"Well... Maybe not a year... Six months."
"Six months... Maybe a month will be fine as well..."
"Maybe even a week."
"Maybe a day."
"A day sounds like the perfect compromise." They both didn't see each other, but knew that the other was grinning "Is that the only reason you called?" She asked, becoming a bit more serious now.
"Yeah well I thought maybe your voice will sooth my aching nuts but guess what?"
"What?"
"It only made them ache harder." He replied mischievously.
"You're unbelievable, I'm hanging up." She was about to hit the hang button.
"No wait!" He yelled from the other line "I also wanted to say that I love you very much and to hear you say it back."
"I can't." She felt herself blush a little and she smiled, it always warmed her heart (metaphorically of course) to hear him say he loved her, no matter he probably said it to her hundreds of times by now.
"Why, you near the squints?"
"Yes."
"I don't care, you made me kiss you at the lab and now you're gonna tell me you love me."
"Made you? Are you saying you didn't want to?"
"Of course I wanted to, kissing you is the best; you have these warm lips and that velvet tongue thing going on-"
"Stop!" She cut him off, laughing at his descriptions.
"Just say it Bones, three simple words." His tone was teasing, testing her.
"Can't you just be comforted by knowing that I do?"
"Nope."
"Come on, work with me here."
"Okay, then I allow you to say it in Spanish alright? 'Te amo', you can say that too."
"Why are you so stubborn?" She was laughing again at his child-like behavior, the one that she secretly adored.
"Why are you?"
"Fine, I love you, are you happy?" She was now laughing at herself for surrendering to his puerility.
The artist and the pathologist sitting on her office couch were officially shocked. Their friend, the rational scientist that thought that love was a mere chemical reaction just told a guy that she loved him, that can't be true, right?
"Happiest man on earth!" He replied "I'll pick you up for lunch okay?"
"Whatever big guy."
"Love you babe, see ya later."
"Love you too, bye." She hung up the phone, still smiling.
"Oh my freaking god!" Angela yelled the minute her best friend got off the phone.
"Angela, you're screaming." Brennan said, startled again by the artist.
"Hell yeah I am, you just told your boyfriend that you love him!"
"Oh now you have to tell us who he is!" Cam added.
"No, I'm not speaking about this!" Brennan said firmly, though her flushed cheeks made her tone sound much less intimidating.
"Wait, how does Booth feel about all this?" Cam suddenly asked.
"What does Booth have to do with anything?" Brennan tried not to let any guilt creek in her voice.
"Well, he kinda loves you." Angela answered.
"He's happy for me, can we please move on?" Brennan was getting a little scared that she won't be able to hide this any longer if they kept grilling her; she already felt bad about lying to her friends.
"Just tell us who it is." The two women blurted out in uncanny unison.
"Okay, let's make a deal, in almost a month we'll be 6 months together, if by the end of the next month you won't find out, I will tell you and show you in person who it is okay?" She wanted to get this over with anyway, six months of hiding seemed like the perfect time to let people know about their relationship.
They two women looked at each other and said "Deal", again in unison.
"Good, now let's all get back to work and forget this conversation occurred."
"Wait, I do have one term for this deal since you did hide this from me for 5 months and you're planning on doing it for another month." Angela said.
"Okay..." Brennan said, very hesitantly.
"I have a question that you must answer." She said and before Brennan could reply she asked "Is the sex as amazing as I think it is?"
"Well, I obviously don't know how you think it is but it's the best I've ever had. We can't quite seem to manage in getting our hands and... Mouths off each other." Brenna said in her clinical tone, but her cheeks colored in a very rosy pink as she spoke.
"Wow." Angela said, waving a hand over her face as if it's hot all of a sudden.
"That is so great." Cam did the same and both the ladies walked out of the office.
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