A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates, I haven't been well for the past couple of days but I'm feeling much better now. I decided to update this before everyone got angry with me for not updating but the next few days I won't be able to update due to the fact that I'm catching up with friends for my birthday on Friday (I'm excited ;D). Sorry if this seems rushed and who else loves the dress Bren is wearing? Any suggestions for E? (: I don't own Bones but if I did I would be one lucky girl ;)

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Booth let out a grumble as he stood off to the side of the fancy gala that they Hoover had thrown. His eyes scanned the crowd for the familiar face of the forensic anthropologist but there was no sight of her. His eyes darted down for what was the millionth time tonight to check his watch, she had sworn she would be here on time, so where the hell was she? Seeley looked around again, hoping to see her before shifting from foot to foot.

He always hated coming to these things, the thought of wearing a fancy suit (unlike his usual FBI uniform) put him off. Not to mention the amount of small talk you had to make with your colleagues, there was always somebody boasting about something fantastic going on in their lives. Luckily for once though, all the agents had been allowed to invite someone to accompany them, she had been the first person to pop into his mind. Unconsciously his eyes scanned the crowd once again, chocolate brown orbs widening as he noticed Brennan walking towards him. But holy shit, what the hell was she wearing?

Seeley looked Temperance up and down, clenching his jaw as to stop it from dropping his eyes almost popping out of his head (she would tell him this was scientifically impossible of course) at the sight of the anthropologist. Even though it was obvious Angela had bought the short, red wine coloured dress he had to admit it looked absolutely stunning as a contrast against her pale, creamy skin. A small bow adorned the front with a tie which wrapped around the back which rested just below the cups of the dress which were barely containing her breasts.

Her makeup was unusual, this time it was mostly smoky and alluring. Temperance's lips painted in the same colour as the dress which also matched with her heels. Her beautiful auburn locks were done up in a simple, yet stunning looking loose bun, giving him a nice view of her creamy pale neck.

Brennan smiled as she made her way through the crowd, wishing she had been able to pick her own dress for once but after she had told Angela that she had been invited to the FBI gala the artist had insisted on buying her a completely new dress (which had followed after a large amount of squealing).

Temperance felt nervous wearing such a dress like this for the fact that she was aware of everybody slightly staring at her whenever she passed by them. She stood in front of Booth, glancing him up and down before flashing him a sweet heart warming smile, noticing he was probably as uncomfortable as she was to actually be here.

"You look nice." Brennan exclaimed politely, breaking the tension between the two, suddenly aware of the way Booth was looking at her, his eyes darkening slightly but she couldn't be too sure.

"Why thanks Bones, you… God you look amazing." Booth replied, stumbling on his words and cursing himself for doing so.

Temperance felt a slight flush rise up on her cheeks, never before had she imagined Seeley Booth in such fancy attire before but it suited him almost. Rocking back and forth on her heels, wondering why it was so hard to strike up a conversation with him all of a sudden. Her eyes flittered over towards the bar before she looked back up at him.

"Want to go get a drink?" she questioned.

Booth nodded and flashed Brennan his charm smile, slightly aware of the flush that rose up on her cheeks. He was tempted to wrap his hand around her back, to rest his hand on her lower back like the usual routine but something inside of him stopped him from doing so. Knowing that if he touched her, he wouldn't be able to control himself. Seeley gulped and followed her to the bar, trying to keep as much distance from her but not too much as to make her feel self conscious.

Brennan pursed her lips before moving over to the bar, ordering a glass of wine for herself. Feeling a familiar presence to her side she realised it was Booth and smiled to her side. While they waited for their drinks she turned to face him, gulping before deciding to start small talk with Booth.

"So have you found out any more about the suspect for our case?"

The agent was shaken from his reverie at the sound of her sweet voice and smiled, noticing the way she was at least trying to engage in conversation with him. Knowing it was hard for her, especially since the most they really had in common was their field of work.

"Not yet Bones, although I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that that's definitely the guy. There's just something about him that makes me feel sick."

Brennan started to retort, but her voice was unheard by the music that suddenly filled the room. It was a slow yet sweet song, with a quick glance around the couple realised that everybody was grouping into sudden pairs and Temperance gasped as Booth grabbed her hand and pulled her towards his body.

Temperance rested her hand in his to the side while the other rested on his hip, her face was flushing as she looked up at him, noticing how close their bodies were pressed together making her arousal kick in. Her nipples starting to strain against the fabric of her dress while her panties started to grow damp by the second.

Booth gulped as he realised how close they were pressed together, looking down at the way she stared up at him almost adoringly. In that slight second he noticed her eyes turning darker and froze coming to the sudden realisation that she was turned on as much as he was.

The familiar scent of her mixed with the perfume she wore (that he swore he could have smelt as soon as she walked in) almost drove him over the edge. He never had been with a woman who smelt as delicious as her, then again not every woman was as alluring as Temperance Brennan. It was tempting right there and then to take her against the wall but knew it would be a bad idea since everyone was watching.

Brennan continued to glide across the floor with Booth, ignoring the fact that she was probably turning bright red and it wasn't just because of her arousal. She shifted uncomfortably on her heels as they danced, her libido already acting up and screaming at her to get him inside of her as soon as possible.

The two of them let out a sigh of relief as the song finally came to a close and the couples broke off from each other to start talking again. Temperance gave a quick tug on his arm, ushering him off to a dark corner of the ball room where they wouldn't be seen. Her mischievous look was met with one of his own as if they were able to know exactly what each other were thinking.

As soon as they were shrouded in the darkness of the ballroom they devoured each other in a frenzy of passion, his lips sucking along the creamy flesh of her neck while he tried to pull her dress down as her moans and groans urger him further while her fingers made quick work of his pants.

Pushing her lightly up against the wall, Brennan instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist which were now devoid of his boxers and pants as he carefully hiked the material up her waist, peppering kisses down along her breasts and taking a nipple into his mouth while the other gave her other breast the same attention.

Pushing the soaked crotch of her panties to the side he slid into her carefully, the couple groaning at the sudden contact. Booth started a steady rhythm, feeling her fingers lacing into his hair and her nails digging into his scalp a contrast to the pleasure he was feeling as he entered her again and again.

Small whimpers left her mouth which was soon turning into full grown moan to which he muffled with his lips, knowing they would be in trouble if anybody heard them. His other hand moved down to caress her clit before sliding back into her with a groan. Booth felt his balls tighten and knew he was close but she was closer.

Their rhythm became frenzied as they were both close to the edge of pure bliss of their orgasm. He could feel her body start to twist and convulse against his own and entered her harder this time, watching mystified as her eyes rolled back into her head as she came. Her release triggered his own and he leant against her more, knowing it was probably hurting her by pressing into the wall but he could deal with that later.

Booth kissed up along her neck again until their lips entwined, he moved his lips off for a second to trace his tongue along the bottom of her lip, begging for access. Once she had granted access their tongue swirled in the hot cave of each other's mouths, one trying to gain dominance over the other.

Temperance let out a low moan as their lips finally parted, gazing into his chocolate brown eyes as she felt her bodily functions finally compose themselves. She unwrapped her legs from his body and pulled up her dress to cover her exposed breasts as he readjusted his pants.

"You know, maybe I should invite you to more of these gala's eh Bones?"

"As long as we can do that again Seeley." She replied teasingly to which he laughed and wrapped an arm around her waist before leading her out from the building, moving across the crowded dance floor.

"Of course we can. Now what do you say we get out of here and I'll show you the time of your life?"