Sunday begun in a dark pub on the outside of the city, the place was small and looked like an abandoned warehouse with the word "tanghetto" painted in a stylish graffiti over the main entrance, yet the heavy surveillance that surrounded it and the limousines parked outside proved the pub was of a high status. Inside of that "warehouse" the place was much larger than he could imagine for the floor wasn't actually on ground level but ten feet below surface and there were at least three stores below. Once you were inside you could see the entire place which was elegantly decorated in a dark yet sober gothic style.
He was glad he chose to wear a black suit and a dark blue silk shirt, if he had chosen something brighter he would have stood up like a sore thumb. Everyone there were dressed in black or dark colours, most women had revealing dresses and heavy make up and all men had defiant looks on their eyes. In such a place he expected to hear some dark metal music or industrial rock, yet the spectacular acoustic vibrated with electro tango (a modern mixture of tango and electronica). A large staircase led them below were music and the roar of a thousand voices overwhelmed his senses.
In the centre of the pub there was a large dance floor with couples dancing, their complicated moves were not his idea of what tango was supposed to be, but he thought the original dance had probably set the ground for them. Around the dance floor there were several tables, a serious yet efficient waiter saluted them and led them to theirs.
They had a light dinner and a bottle of Merlot, which because of the heat they drank fast. The atmosphere was of a glamorous decadence, and the energy irradiated by the skilled dancers wormed the room like a huge fireplace.
-"Do you dance?"- She asked him mischievously
He saw beside him a large man raising his petite date in the air, she spun at high speed after he threw her, not only she landed in his arms safely but they managed to look graceful.
-"Not like that"- He said intimidated. Growing up as a rich boy he had to take dance lessons and put them in practice on several balls but he wasn't a freaking gymnast!
-"As a child I had always been clumsy and uncoordinated, but tango is much easier to dance than you think. First I will show you the basic steps and then you will lead"- she gave him a goofy grin and he smiled in response. It was a reflex, every time she smiled at him his lips curled in a smile of their own regardless if his mind had any idea of what was happening.
She took his hand and walked through the crowd, he forgot about the Olympic dancers when he saw her from behind walking with feline grace, the tall fuck me stilettos were the responsible of such vision.
She was right, it wasn't that hard, he found a few similarities with waltz especially with a style Brennan called milonga, to his delight tango required the dancers to be much closer. Of course he wouldn't try all the crazy stunts the other couples did but they danced together tightly and managed not to make the fool of themselves.
Her cheek was an inch from his and he could smell her intoxicating perfume, she whispered in his ear, the loud noise of the club forced her to be even closer so he could hear.
-"the general belief is that tango is a romantic dance, but in fact it is similar to a fight, it is the man's duty to lead and stay in balance while the woman's is to try to take him off it, almost to the point of making him fall."- To illustrate her idea she begun spinning around him while holding his hand and the centrifuge force almost makes him trip, almost. –"It is mi opinion that perhaps tango was a dance that emulated a fight for originally it was danced between men only, much like capoeira"- he smelled the delicious merlot on her breath and decided to have a taste. There was fighting alright, their tongues battled relentlessly for almost a minute. By the time she could break free from him so she could catch her breath his erection was pressing her inner thighs, the grip he had on her waist was so strong she gasped, forcing her even closer. She saw his eyes, his pupils dilated and she knew it had nothing to do with the darkness of the atmosphere. They stood on the dance floor, barely concentrating on the sway of their limbs.
His unquenchable sexual appetite was flattering and arousing at the same time. Unlike Booth who could spend an entire night beside her (they had on several undercover missions) and not do anything in the sake of their friendship, Hodgins couldn't take his hands from her without concern for both knew their loving made their friendship more solid. He had what the man she loved lacked, drive and courage. Sure Booth could face a dangerous battlefield and never falter but when it came to her he was too afraid to do anything.
Hodgin's gaze irradiated such lust and passion she felt a cold grip on her heart, if only Booth were the one to see her that way. He leaned closer and gave her hot, hungry kisses that rained from the hollow of her throat to the rest of her neck and face. Her knees weakened, she calculated the time it would get them to go back to his house and realized it would be too long. His right hand kept her waist so close to him she could almost feel his manhood pulsate, his left descended down the curve of her ass. Maybe they could find a hotel nearby, she thought as he nipped gently at the same bruised mark he left on her shoulder.
"To hell with it" she thought, -"Jack let's get to the car I won't make it to the bedroom, any bedroom"- She sounded more desperate than intended but that made her point much clearer.
-"Then you are better than me, I won't eve make it to the car."- His voice sounded so hollow she almost didn't recognize it. The grip on her arm was gentle but firm as he led her to the ladies bathroom.
To their initial disappointment, there were two women in the bathroom already; luckily they were too busy with each other.
-"Someone beated us to it"- Hodgins said coyly as he saw one girl sitting on the sink while the other stood between parted legs, her hands caressed freely below her dress.
-"We won't say anything if you do the same"- the girl on the sink retorted, the one standing up was lost on her work.
Brennan grabbed her sex toy by his shirt, dragged him to the nearest bathroom and closed the door with a loud thump, locking it once inside. If Hodgins hadn't thrown away his jacket and shirt so fast she would had ripped its buttons. Her hands undid his pants and yanked them down along with his boxers; while she was bent he easily reached behind her neck undoing the bow of the velvet dress, the ends of the halter top fell revealing her full breasts. She lifted her dress above her hips, at the sight of her he moaned when he saw she wasn't wearing any underwear.
Their mouths crashed on each other and their bodies did the same, her back was pressed to the door while her hands were above her grabbing the upper edge of it while her leg circled his hips, the stiletto heel rested barely above his ass.
He penetrated her hard and fast, still she was the one that led the way. The grip she had on the door and the support of the leg she still had on the floor allowed her to hump her hips and set a raging pace. Such movement didn't allow Hodgins much freedom, trapping his member inside of her by the leg she had around him, but the friction between their pelvic bones scorched her clitoris making it almost too much to bear. His part was to support her weight and not loose balance as she crushed against his pelvis over and over again; his lean and flexible frame was up for the task. She loved the way his compact physiology adjusted to her needs, he had more muscle than the lab coat showed so he could handle her with relative ease, his hands were soft and skilled as he touched every inch of her torso, diving below the velvet fabric that now only covered a small part of her midsection.
She greeted her teeth and grunted like a feral animal, her desire was rising higher and it had no sign of decreasing. If he didn't try something now the slick hunger of her pussy would make him cum much sooner than she, so he left her entrance and turned her around, her nipples ached when they scraped at the wooden door.
He held her hips, his chin rested on her shoulder and he whispered into her ear to relax and take deep breaths.
She moaned when he spread her cheeks apart, his cock poked its way into the tight space of her ass. –"Have you ever done this before?"- He asked with a little concern about the sounds of pain/pleasure she emitted.
-"It's been a while"- she gasped in response grabbing his thighs by the sides, urging him on. At first his strokes were patiently slow allowing her to adjust but soon they were moving in an ancient wild rhythm towards release.
-"harder please!"- She begged, his hips responded with quick deep thrusts. Before him she shook, twisted and bucked, possessed by a fever he had never witnessed on a woman before. Time lost all meaning to him, he had no idea of how long he had been enjoying her tight warmth but eventually she stilled and gave a strangled cry, it was the most raw and primal sound he had ever heard and that's when he came, crushing her ass against his pelvis until the momentum died leaving them spent and dizzy.
He came out of the bathroom first, they had been loud and he didn't wanted Temperance to be ashamed if there were people outside, not that she believed there was anything shameful on the biological act of mating. He saw the girls still on the sink now both climbed into it; by the tender and lazy way they kissed he guessed there were done also.
The one that had been too busy to talk to him before grinned at him in understandment; the crimson on her lips had tainted her lover's caramel skin.
He bowed at them respectfully and told Temperance it was safe to go out, she walked on unsteady legs to the sink, wetted a paper cloth and damped her skin with it.
A woman entered the bathroom and gave both couples a jaded look.
-"For Christ sake! Doesn't anyone pee anymore?"- Her anger dissolved quickly and apologized –"Don't mind me; I'm just a little jealous. Besides if these bathrooms could talk Playboy would go out of business"-
The lesbian couple laughed and invited her to the party which she gently declined and then rushed out of the room.
Brennan hadn't said a word; she looked into the mirror as if it were the gate to a parallel universe. He held her gently from behind, his hands on her waist and asked her if she was okay, her eyes turned dreamy and whispered
–"I'm speechless"-
-"Wow, coming from you Tempe that's a lot"- he grinned proud of himself.
Her arm reached from behind her and circled his shoulders; both stood entranced watching the mirror. Gone were the goofy bug guy and the cold anthropologist, their blue eyes seemed to glow on the dark setting, the heat that radiated from them was ten times more intense that the dancer's.
He saw the tiny drops of water sliding down the perfect mounds of her chest; he could barely stand up how was it possible to be horny already?
Angela had drove him mad with love and lust, he couldn't think of her without feeling a pang on his heart and an itch on his crotch, those dark eyes had drew him to a wonderful world of the purest passion. But not even that cruel and at the same time sweet goddess had done this to him, he had become a slave of his own needs as if the woman before him had an addictive poison on her creamy flesh. She seemed to be on the same predicament for he saw more lust on those eyes and a tinge of worry.
He hoped whatever happened with them would be temporary, otherwise he would be forced to keep her locked by his side and they'll never leave their bedroom ever again.
She tilted her head back seductively, his lips sought her neck and his hands rested on her breasts, she moaned wantonly.
-"Huh… guys are you on something? Cuz if you are I could have some of it"- the brunette girl said, Brennan realized she almost had sex in front of a couple of shocked lesbians.
-"I think we should get some air"- he said embarrassed
Once outside the early spring air seemed to clear her thoughts.
-"This is unusual Jack, I see myself as a sexually liberated woman but I never had sex in public places much less in front of other people"-
-"Must be the club, it has a weird vibe. How did you found out about it?"-
-"I dated a guy a couple of times, he was very attractive and he told me about it, he said he would take me here but I had a big case with Booth and…"-
-"Say no more I get it, he distracted you until the guy got so frustrated he left"-
-"It was a very long case"- she muttered sadly, there was no point in arguing what was obvious, Booth liked to sabotage her relationships.
"Say what you want about me, but when Angela left me I didn't harass her" Hodgins thought while giving Brennan a tender hug, in his coming and going Booth was hurting the woman he loved. He realized he loved Angela enough to let her go; he was finally ready to move on.
-"There's a national park not too far from here, we could get cleaned up, put on something more sporty and drive there. We might get there in time to see the sunrise from there it's beautiful"- He said kindly, he would never forget the way her face lit up as she nodded. If only real life was this lovely.
Greenbelt Park was close enough, within driving distance. Even after they made a long stop at her place it was still dark when they arrived at the gates, but they managed to sneak in anyway. They walked through the dark forest, pass the camping site and into the hiking paths, then they took a turn leaving it and got deeper into a hidden area of the forest. the weather was humid and too warm for this time of the year, she didn't know were they were going but he walked with confidence, apparently he knew the park like the back of his hand, they stopped at the top of a hill, he took a blanket from his large backpack so they could lie on it. –"Now we wait for the sunrise, this place has the best view"- He sounded so happy, in peace with himself and the world, she wished she could feel like that some day.
When they passed through her apartment she took the opportunity to pick up some camping items along with a few snacks she prepared quickly. She took a thermos with Brazilian coffee and another with white tea, a special blend she acquired on a previous trip to china.
The breakfast they had wasn't a match for Nellie's cuisine but it was still wonderful, the floral smell of the tea mingled with the fresh smell of the grass and moss they lied on.
They ate in a comfortable silence until sparkles of colour crept trough the thick foliage, one by one the beams of light created shadows on the leaves, it was then when she realized he had taken her to one of the highest spots of the park. Temperance Brennan had seen spectacular landscapes through her life but there was something magical in this simple view not far from her apartment. Several shades of green danced with the colours of the dawn, tiny flowers, spores and other particulates danced in the warm breeze; the sunlight made them shine and they looked like eerie snowflakes falling on green grass. The golden disk of the sun rose higher tainting the entire place them included with its fire.
She couldn't describe the joy she felt at that moment, she saw his face and knew he understood for he felt the same. They kissed under that divine light, for the first time the kiss wasn't the angry cold statement of their broken hearts, this time it was the communication between two souls. It wasn't the kiss you would give to the love of your life but to your best friend, someone who would stay by your side without the possessiveness a romantic relationship would demand.
As it rose the sunlight not only dazzled them but it raised the already warm temperature, under the shade of the trees it was perfect, the plush blanket was inviting and the anger that had fuelled them that night melted away so they cuddled by the mountain laurels that were in full bloom and fell asleep.
At early afternoon the sound of thunder awoke them, the humid suffocating heat that reigned the entire morning warned most of the campers so many left, they had slept too deeply to notice. They woke up as thick rain drops fell on them, she welcomed the feel of the cool water on her heated skin but the dark clouds and loud thunder warned them they had little time to find shelter, the storm would probably be brief but very strong. They gathered their things in a hurry and rushed to the entrance of the park were his car was waiting even when both knew it was far away. they didn't made more than a few steps when the rain poured mercilessly, she allowed him to guide her to some shelter but dirt turned into mud much too quickly and she slipped, ending up sprawled on a pool of dark water. Hodgins would have been worried if she hadn't laughed so freely, she gave a playful pull on his pants and he fell too, a handful of mud landed on his face, he responded splashing brown water on her then he took more mud and threw it on her.
–"Not fair"-She laughed
-"You started"- he said pointing at her
The mud fight turned into a harmless wrestling, at one point she sat over him, the pouring rained cleaned the dirt on her in seconds. The plain emerald t-shirt she wore clung to her curves, her nipples poked visibly and her small shorts felt soppy and uncomfortable. She secured his pelvis between her strong legs while removing her t-shirt and bra. He was mesmerized by the sight of her, the beautiful face with deep blue eyes, the dark hair that fell in ruffled bangs on her face and shoulders and above all a body that could easily belong to a marble statue created by a renaissance master. His inactivity frustrated her so he ripped his t-shirt in pieces, her hands roamed his torso with urgency, to this assault his only reaction was to cup her face and caress her lips. It was a tender gesture that calmed her; she bent over him kissing his temple while he caressed her arms and then her sides with a caring sweetness she hadn't felt in years, if ever. She removed her shorts and he did the same with his pants his manhood found her pussy so easily it felt they had done this for ages.
Temperance moved slowly, she rose a little from his postrate form only to land on him again. Jack gave her total control this time, as she moved up and down on him he settled with caressing every inch of her skin that was within reach. Her breast jiggled as she sped up, her orgasm hit her so hard and fast it had caught her off guard, he was inside of her and still not sated. Before she could lie on the floor he rose up and held her shaking form, maybe cause of the cold raindrops or the powerful climax. She was now sitting on top of him with her legs crossed behind him, he sat and his legs did the same, right below her ass. His arms circled her waist and the rest of his body begun rocking her softly, the moans he heard hypnotized him like a mermaid's song, she clung to him as if her life depended on it and the rocking motion became chaotic, as a ship that sailed through a storm hoping not to crash and sink.
But they did, he crashed on top of her and both sank into the pool of rain water in which he trusted as deep as possible, he wasn't fast but very potent. As he lost himself on the paroxistic bliss all he noticed was that her eyes had rolled behind her head and from her lips the siren song rang clear and loud.
Dusk settled on Greenbelt park as spectacular as sunrise was, the rain had stopped hours ago but their clothing had dried recently, until then they had to stay naked. Needless was to say of how they had spent the rest of the afternoon, luckily they were far from hiking paths and usual camping spots, not to mention the rain that chased all other humans away leaving only a few timid deer and foxes.
Temperance changed in a hurry, they were far from Hodgins car and nightfall was a few minutes away, he had gone behind some trees just seconds ago, maybe nature called.
-"Tempe come here you gotta see this"- He yelled
She followed his voice until she saw him standing on a clear surrounded by flowers looking utterly shocked.
-"What is it Jack?"-
-"These are hollyhocks, there not supposed to be part of Greenbelt's flora"- He said amazed.
-"So? Many campers come here, maybe one of them planted these or maybe they brought the seeds without noticing, they are quite common on Maryland."-
-"Look closer Tempe, hollyhocks draw a certain species…such as Vanessa Anabella, also known as east coast ladies"-
Then she understood why he had called her, hundreds of butterflies flew around the clear, their orange wings reflected the vibrant colours of the sunset, sparking like jewels.
She stood in the middle of them, amazed by their beauty. She felt like a little girl all over again, frolicking with butterflies.
This weekend had been the best of her life, night came and with it the realization that soon she would have to return to her normal activities such as solving crimes and other dark issues. She would have given anything to stop Sunday from ending but her logical mind knew better. Hours would pass and with the sunrise her perfect vacation, their dream, would be over.
-"Could we spend the night here?"- Brennan asked shyly
-"I guess"- Hodgins shrugged –"We could wake up very early and I'll drop you to your place before I went to mine, both would be at the lab on time as usual. Why do you wanna stay here?"-
-"Because Monday hasn't started and I'm not ready to go back to you know… everything, not yet."- Her big blue eyes stared at the night sky absently.
Hodgins saw at the clear starry sky, the wind seemed to warn the coming of a hot summer. He sighed and told her sadly
-"Neither do I Tempe, Neither do I"-