I can't even begin to describe how much I suck, yall. Just imagine all the apologies in the world and multiply them by 94...THAT'S how sorry I am for not updating in for-freaking-ever! I graduated college and had to start doing the grown up thing and get a job, ha! Working with bratty kids all day kind of makes you not want to do squat when you get home at nearly dark other than sleep lol.
Regardless...This chapter has Parker in it :) I love Parker. He's so fun! Him and Brennan kind of begin to show their bond, but we'll get more into that in the next chapter ;) Oh yeah, due to my suckiness, I added some unplanned smut into the mix :)
They aren't mine, sadly...
The next afternoon, a young, floppy-haired boy ran into the Jeffersonian. As he passed Cam, he was greeted with "Walking feet, Parker!"
Immediately slowing down, Parker's cheeks flushed. "Sorry, Dr. Cam." Rounding the corner as he watched over his shoulder, he saw that he was no longer in Cam's sight. Taking off running again, Parker came to a complete stop on his tippy toes as his father stood with his hands on his hips, eyebrow cocked.
Booth cleared his throat, but never said a word. Parker groaned and rolled his eyes. "But…how…ugh…You were behind me! How did you get all the way up here?" his son asked.
Chuckling, Booth took Parker under his arm. "I'm an FBI Agent, Parks. Stealth-mode is a highly complicated skill and talent."
"Yeah…or you just cheat and take shortcuts that I haven't learned yet," Parker huffed under his breath. Booth let out a laugh as they entered Brennan's office.
Looking up from a stack of papers blocking her view, Brennan smiled as she noticed mini-Booth dropping his backpack at her door. "Dr. Bones?" he asked, not able to find her behind the mountain of papers.
Brennan chuckled and stood up. "Parker!" she greeted. She wasn't really sure why kids enjoyed such enthusiasm, but she figured that since Parker put up with her science-y stuff, she could at least humor him with exaggerated words and movements.
Crashing into her side, Parker squeezed his arms around her. "Where have you been, Dr. Bones?" he asked, mimicking a grown up's tone.
"Well, I went to go look at some old bones for some people in South America. But I'm back now," she assured him, glancing up towards Booth with a smile. "What have you been doing? How's school?" she asked, guiding him over to the couch.
Before he started telling her all about his 8 year old life, they heard someone call for Booth across the lab. Brennan and Parker looked up as Booth rolled his eyes. "I can't get one dang minute with my kid and my Bones," he grumbled as he walked out of the office, making both people on the couch chuckle.
"School is great, life is great," Parker started. "Are you and my dad going out now?" he asked, point blank.
Stunned for a split second, Brennan's jaw dropped. Shaking her head to snap her out of the temporary shock, she began to stutter. "Um…well…uh…"
"Oh, just tell me, Dr. Bones. I AM 8 years old," he reminded her.
Brennan laughed and affectionately placed her hand on his. "If I tell you, you have to keep it the biggest secret you ever kept. Think you can do that?" she asked, getting more on his level. Nodding furiously, the boy's eyes grew as big as saucers. "Yes, Parker. Your father and I are dating. BUT!" she interjected, "He wants to tell you tonight, so don't be blowing my cover!"
Parker became almost giddy as he giggled and grinned. "I promise, I won't say a word. I'll act so surprised when dad tells me!" he swore. Brennan just chuckled as she realized how excited he actually was, and how pissed Booth was potentially going to be because she told Parker without him.
"Alright, guys," Booth said as he reentered her office, clapping his hands together once. "Time for some food!"
Brennan followed Parker as he climbed off of the couch and walked towards the door. As he leaned over to get his backpack, Parker saw someone in the lab. "Aunt Angie!" he yelled, realizing he hadn't seen her in months.
Booth flinched as he saw Parker crash into Angela but chuckled as she took a few steps back to get her balance. Looking back into Brennan's office, he smiled as she approached him. She glanced out of her office door for a split second, but moved her eyes right back to his chocolate ones.
Lightly pressing a hand against his chest, she got on her tippy toes and pressed her lips to his cheek. Falling back flat-footed, Brennan attempted to walk towards her desk, being stopped by something pulling at her wrist.
She looked back and smiled as Booth pulled her to him, moving them both a few feet away from the door way. "What are you doing, Booth?" she asked, already knowing the answer as he wrapped his arms around her small waist.
Without a word, Booth leaned down, parted her lips with his tongue, and pressed himself into her even more, letting out a soft groan as he felt himself harden under his clothing. Pulling back and darting her eyes towards the door and back at him, Brennan smirked. "We need to go, Booth." He pulled her back to him and traced his lips across her forehead.
"Only if you promise there will be more of this later," he whispered, peppering her temple and neck with kisses.
"If we get caught, I can promise you won't get anything at all for a good long while," she whispered back as he brushed his lips behind her ear, knowing what he was doing to her.
Leaning his head back, Booth grinned his Boothy grin and loosened his grip around Brennan's waist. As she began to walk off, he lightly smacked her ass, making her spin around with a finger pointed at him. "Seeley Joseph Booth," she warned, suddenly letting out a squeal as Booth spun her around and dipped her, leaving her halfway hanging upside down. "Booth…" she groaned with a chuckle, trying to look up at him.
"Just making sure you know I'm not afraid of you," he smirked and kissed her again, pulling her back up.
"Regardless of that having nothing to do with anything going on here, you should be afraid of me," she told him as she walked towards her desk.
With a chuckle, Booth crossed his arms and leaned back against the doorframe. "And why's that, Bones?"
Shrugging as she picked her bag up off of her chair, folding her coat over her arm. She walked casually past him and spoke, "Because I have the intelligence and capabilities to kill you and nobody would ever find your body."
For half a second, Booth was frozen by the sincerity in her voice, but quickly pulled himself out of the daze and followed her across the lab. "Parks! Come on!" he called out, spinning around and taking a few backwards steps until he saw his son running out of Angela's office.
Sitting at the local diner, Booth sat across from Brennan and Parker. Swiping a fry through a blob of ketchup, he could feel the butterflies in his enter chest and stomach. He knew that Parker loved Brennan and he knew that it wasn't going to be a big deal, but he just couldn't seem to convince himself to believe it. "So, Parks…how was school this week?" he asked, nervously.
Parker, digging into a greasy cheeseburger, shrugged. "It was alright. I got a girlfriend. Do you have one yet?" he asked bluntly, causing his dad to choke on the sip of water that he had in his mouth.
Chuckling to herself, Brennan chose to stay out of the conversation until her presence was required. "Um…wait…what?" Booth stuttered as he still sputtered a little.
"Do you. Have a. Girlfriend." Parker spoke slowly, breaking it down for his dad before he took another bite of burger.
Nervously eyeing Brennan, his eyes narrowed as he concealed a smile. In a split second, he noticed the smile hidden on her face and the relaxation that was spread over her. "Well, Parks…uh…yeah," Booth finally admitted, waiting and watching for any kind of reaction.
"Really? That's so awesome, dad!" Parker over-exaggerated with big facial expressions. "Who is it? Do I know her? Is she hott?" Brennan's stare caught Booth's attention as the corners of her mouth because more visibly lifted. Poking around at the salad in front of her, she raised her eyebrows with a slight chuckle.
"Um…you know her, very well, actually." Booth drug another french fry through the ketchup.
"It's not Hannah, is it? I didn't like her too much," his son confided.
"No," Booth quickly answered. "Actually…" he spoke and placed his hand on top of Brennan's that was on top of the table. Brennan turned her head and winked at the kid.
"Dr. Bones is your girlfriend? SWEET!" Parker exclaimed.
Booth raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side. "Bones?" he asked.
"Hmm?" she looked up as she rubbed the side of his hand with her thumb.
"Did you just wink at Parker?"
Narrowing her eyes as she looked back and forth between Booth and Parker, she shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about, Booth. Do you know, Parker?"
"Nope, I didn't see anything," the kid agreed, nonchalantly digging into his last french fry.
Rolling his eyes as he chuckled, Booth threw his napkin on the table and sighed. "We almost done? I figured we could rent some DVDs before we head home."
"Today is just awesome!" Parker whisper-yelled, more to himself than to the two adults.
"Parker, I swear…if you're scared tonight after watching this movie…" Booth warned, pretty much for his own conscience, to say he had, in fact, tried to put his foot down. His son had picked…and begged…to watch some new monster movie with a slimy villain that ate small children.
Tossing her bag and jacket onto a chair in his kitchen, Brennan smiled as she approached Booth, wrapping her arms slowly around his waist. "Hey, beautiful," he whispered before his lips touched the top of her head.
"I'm not sure I can stay awake through the movie," Brennan chuckled, leaning into him even more.
"You can fall asleep on me, then," he told her with a wink as he reached down and grabbed her ass.
As she looked up with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on her face, Brennan shook her head, deciding just to let that one go. Reaching up and kissing him, she smiled as she landed back on flat feet. "You better be glad I love you," she informed him as she began to walk towards his bedroom. "I'm going to change into some pajamas."
Booth shook his head with a grin on his face as he loosened his tie and flung his jacket over the couch. "Got the movie ready, Parks?" he asked, plopping down on the couch.
"Yup," his son replied. "Can I fix popcorn?"
"Go for it, bud," Booth told him. "Three minutes in the microwave." Parker plodded into the kitchen as he hummed a song.
Before long, Brennan reappeared and sat herself down beside Booth. Her hair was now up in a ponytail, revealing her long, slender neck. Booth couldn't help himself as he leaned over and attached his lips against her ivory skin. "Booth…" she halfway groaned. "Parker's in the kitchen."
"And?" he asked, moving up to her lips. As she gave into his persistence, Booth wrapped an arm around her nearly bare shoulders and pulled her closer to him.
Brennan gently nibbled on Booth's bottom lip as they both heard, "Gross! Get a room!"
Chuckling as they pulled apart, Booth flipped the switch on the lamp beside him, causing the whole room to go black with the exception of the tv. "Remember that none of this is real, Parks," he reminded his son.
"I know," the kid groaned and plopped down into the middle of the living room floor with his giant bowl of popcorn.
Sometime throughout the movie, Brennan had fallen asleep on top of Booth on the couch and had been covered up with a blanket. She woke up slowly as he felt someone shaking her arm. "Bones," Booth whispered, pressing his lips to her forehead.
"Hmm?" she barely responded as she moved her head just enough to look up at him.
"The movie is over…let's get to bed," he told her and wagged his eyebrows at her.
Brennan laughed lightly as she carefully sat up, moving so Booth could also sit up. "Where's Parker?" she asked, looking around the dark room.
"He's in the floor asleep. I'm the only one who made it through the movie without crashing," he laughed. "Head on to the bedroom while I carry him to his room, huh?" he asked, standing up and reaching a hand out for her. Putting her hand in his, Brennan stood up and stretched, revealing a bare torso where her tank top had risen. Not being able to help himself, Booth ran a hand across her stomach and pulled her to him. "I just can't get enough of you," he whispered, pressing his lips into hers.
"Then carry Parker to his bed and come on," she told him as seductively as she could while being as tired as she was.
"Yes, mam," he agreed and kissed her one more time. Being careful not to step on his son, Booth reached down and pulled Parker into his arms. 'My God, he's 8…how does he weigh so much?' Booth asked himself as he carried the kid to his own bed.
Placing him in the bed and pulling the covers over him, Booth ran his hand across the boy's head and smiled. "Night, Parks," he whispered.
"Night, Dad," Parker whispered back without opening his eyes as he rolled to his side. Smiling, Booth turned a nightlight on and left the room, shutting the door as he did so.
Unbuttoning his dress shirt as he approached his own bedroom, Booth's jaw dropped as he entered the room. His eyes ran across the floor, up the bed, and straight to the naked woman, her important parts being barely covered by a thin sheet. "Holy…" he whispered as he threw his shirt across the room with one hand and closed…and locked…the door with the other hand.
He flipped the lights off and unbuckled his belt as he approached the bed, watching her silhouette in the moon light that was streaming in from the window. He walked out of his pants and began his ascent on top of her. "Is this what you wanted?" she asked as he hovered above her, pulling his undershirt off in the process.
"You have no idea," Booth mumbled as his lips began to trace her bare skin. He ran his tongue down her neck to her left breast, taking the right one in his hand. Sucking and nipping gently at the nipple, Booth looked up to see Brennan's eyes roll back.
Thumbing at her other nipple, Booth began to kiss his way down to her navel, circling it with his tongue as he moved his hand down her side, eventually stopping at the wet slit that he had been wanting so badly. She let out a slight gasp and began to squirm underneath him, anticipating what was about to…"Oh, God…" she gasped as he slid a finger into her wetness.
Booth smirked as he kissed his way even lower, paying special attention to her inner thighs. Her legs arched up as she quivered, Brennan reached back and grabbed one of the bars of the headboard. She let out an inaudible noise as he finally slid his tongue up her slit.
As she reached down and grabbed onto a handful of his hair, Brennan's back arched and her toes curled. "Booth…" she moaned, squirming beneath him as his tongue ran up and down her slit, occasionally stopping to focus more on the tingling bundle of nerves that he wanted…no, needed…him to pay attention to.
Booth grinned as he noticed her tensing up every time he sucked gently on her clit. He ran a hand up and down her chest, grabbing onto her nipples with each trip. "Booth…" she gasped again. "I'm gonna…" she breathed heavily.
"Let go, Temperance…" he whispered, sliding another finger into her slit as he continued to focus his lips and tongue on her bud. She squirmed under him as he continued his work. "Come on, baby…" he urged, immediately reattaching his lips to her clit.
"Oh….God…" she moaned as she began to clamp onto Booth's fingers that were inside of her. Booth grinned as he continued and as Brennan's body twitched underneath him. Her death-grip on the headboard finally eased up as her entire body relaxed. She didn't understand why she so suddenly couldn't last more than a few minutes, but she conceded to the idea that it was just a new fact of life since she was with Booth.
After sucking his fingers clean, Booth slowly kissed his way, nibbling occasionally, back up her torso until he was eventually back to being face-to-face with her. He rolled to his side and watched as her chest rose and fell repeatedly in a very quick manner.
Suddenly rolling over, Brennan pushed Booth flat onto the bed with a grin spreading across her face. "Whoa…" he chuckled, letting her have control. She pushed his arms above his head and held them there as she leaned herself down to his jawline. "I love this side of you," he breathed heavily as her lower body began to grind against his.
Aggressively sucking at his neck and earlobe, Brennan reached down under her and ran a finger along the shaft of Booth's dick through the thin boxer material, making his eyes roll back and his heart stop. She grinned as she rotated her hips against him and nibbled her way to his chest.
Gently but quickly, she pulled Booth's hard rod out of the slit in his boxers and grinned, still straddling him. "Do you want me?" she asked, her voice raspy.
"Hell, uh…hell yeah…" he mumbled, trying not to lose it as she circled the tip with a finger.
Brennan leaned down to his ear and nipped his earlobe "Tell me you want me," she demanded, running her tongue and lips along his jawline.
"Oh, God…I want you, baby…" he promised, his hand gripping at her thigh as he tried to contain himself.
With a smirk on her face, Brennan quickly and easily pushed herself down on top of him, making them both gasp in ecstasy as he filled her. "Holy shit," Booth mumbled, biting his lip to keep quiet.
Moving herself up and down on his shaft, Brennan's breasts began to bounce in rhythm with her movements. Booth reached up with a hand and pulled at one of her nipples as his toes began to curl. He realized he wasn't going to last much longer.
As she moved her hips around in a circular motion, Brennan leaned back, giving Booth a full view of the work she was doing. "Oh my God," he groaned between breaths. He watched her press herself onto him and saw all the facial expressions she was showing.
"Babe," he gripped at one of her thighs again. "Soon," he breathed heavily. Nodding, Brennan leaned forward and rested her forehead against his. "Look at me, Temperance," Booth begged, only a few moments from going over the edge.
Her blue eyes opened, staring into his just in time for her to take the plunge for the second time. As she squeezed him with her own orgasm, Booth exploded into her as he moved his hips beneath her. "Oh, God," she groaned, feeling the hot rush going into her.
Booth crashed his lips into hers, remembering that they had to be quiet, as he went from having convulsions to just heavily breathing. Brennan, hunched over, her head in the crevice between his head and neck, kissed behind his ear one last time before she gently rolled off of him.
Both still catching their breath, Booth pulled the sheet over their naked bodies as he propped himself up on one elbow and smiled down at her, exhaustedly. "You're amazing," he whispered, kissing her cheek.
Grinning, Brennan rolled to her side to face him. "Can I go back to sleep now?" she asked, trying to conceal her smile. Booth lightly traced his fingers over her bare side, making her squirm and laugh. "Booth!" she quietly reprimanded. "Parker's asleep! None of that!"
"Oh, now you're worried about Parker sleeping?" Booth teased, pulling her closer to him.
"Just shut up and kiss me," she instructed with a chuckle, placing a hand on the back of his head and pulling him towards her.
As their lips met, Booth could feel Brennan smiling as they kissed. Spreading her lips with his tongue, they both stopped immediately when they heard Parker let out a horrific scream from the other room. "Crap," Booth groaned. "I was hoping for no nightmares tonight."