A/N: Yep, totally late. They will continue to be late (and short, like they were originally intended!) Those are just the facts!
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Dec. 20th: Dharmamonkey chose the word "seismic".
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Booth barely waited for her to wake up before he began nuzzling her neck. He worshiped the skin on her shoulder with his mouth, covering her with soft, wet kisses as he went.
She kept her eyes closed as his hand strayed to her stomach, dancing over the skin there before dipping lower and rubbing her slowly with his finger. She moaned softly as she began to grow wet at his touch. She turned over to face him but he rolled on top of her, already hard.
His tongue laved her nipples into stiff peaks before moving lower. When he finally slipped down her body, his hands slid along her arms until they paused on her breasts. He fondled them as she felt him suck on the juncture of her inner thigh; leaving what she was sure was a visible mark. He loved marking her and she didn't mind, so long as he was the only one who would ever see it. He nibbled on her clit and she let out a breathy exhale.
As he slipped his tongue over her, into her, and back again, she felt herself beginning to climb. Soon, wave after wave of seismic activity quaked through her body as she rumbled against his mouth. She felt him move but she didn't open her eyes.
"Good morning." He whispered into her hair. She opened her eyes, smiled and touched his cheek.
"Good morning." She murmured back as she burrowed into his warmth and let herself fall back into a blissful sleep.