A/N: This was suggested by BB-loverr. I was choosing in between Edible and Email and in the end I decided for Edible. You don't know how much fun this was to write, after all who doesn't love a playful Brennan. Hope Booth's ready for dessert. If you like what you see please review.

Dont pretend you're not hungry
There's plenty to eat
Come on in to my store
cause my sugar is sweet! – Candy Shop - Madonna

Booth followed his partner inside of her apartment, fiddling with his fancy dress shirt as he closed the door behind him. They had just been out to dinner at an extremely elegant restaurant (to which Brennan had ended up paying for as soon as the bill came much to the agent's anger after their little argument over who was paying).

He loosened his tie, vaguely aware of a door shutting nearby but paying no attention to it. Seeley smiled to himself as he walked towards her fridge, opening it up to peer inside hoping she had some beer or any other consumable alcohol.

Tonight had been one of those rare moments the two of them loved as a couple, ever since they had started dating. After a case the two of them would celebrate their success by going to the same exquisite restaurant (which after visiting so many times as regular customers the owners now knew their names)

Booth's nose wrinkled in disgust at the fact that there was no beer and that most of the stuff in her fridge was the extremely healthy vegetarian food she always seemed to enjoy. He closed the fridge, suddenly aware of the disturbing silence in Brennan's apartment.

Brown eyes glanced around, his brown creasing as he pushed off from the fridge. Where the hell had she gone anyway? Muttering something under his breath he walked from the small expanse of the kitchen and glanced around into her living room, no sign of her there either.

The agent started to grow aggravated at the fact that he had no idea where his partner had actually disappeared to; she had been the one who had insisted they come back to her apartment for dessert, which to his suddenly extremely dirty mind could only mean one thing, sex.

Of course she could have literally meant they were going to have dessert but she was nowhere near her freezer to gather the ice cream. Maybe it was the fact that after five long arduous years through which impure thoughts had entered his mind (no amount of confession was ever able to help him), but now that he had her Booth was never able to not think dirty when it came to his partner.

After all the sex was fantastic, no wait fantastic was more of an understatement. Sex with her was fucking mind blowing to say the least, just the thought of the usually calm and collected anthropologist screaming his name until she was hoarse made his cock stand to attention and made his spine tingle.

"Bones? Where are you?" Booth called out, his ears zoning in at the slight yet barely audible sound of ruffling of clothing coming from somewhere he couldn't pin point.

"I'm in here Booth." Her voice called out and the agent could have sworn there was a slight husky undertone and shook his head.

He slowly made his way towards the source of the sound, frowning slightly as his hands gripped the handle towards her bedroom door. As the agent pushed open the door his jaw instantly dropped open, eyes almost falling out of his head at the sight he was met with.

Temperance Brennan was laying seductively to her side on the bed, fully naked and a sexy smile crossing her face. In her hand was a small jar filled with what looked possibly like chocolate, he couldn't be exactly sure while her other hand held a small sized paintbrush.

"You said you wanted dessert didn't you Seeley?" Temperance purred batting her eyes lashes her other hand reaching down to slowly undo the lid on the jar of chocolate.

Booth felt his cock rise to attention, his throat constricting and going dry while his lips were moist. Arousal clouded his vision at the sight of the beautiful goddess that just happened to be his partner as she lay seductively. He figured he was one of the luckiest men in the world.

As he approached the bed she rolled onto her back and handed him the jar and paintbrush, flashing him an excited smile her body showing all signs of arousal. Her nipples a dusky pink colour while her pussy which was fully exposed at this point was seemingly soaked.

Carefully, the agent eased himself up onto the bed eyes widening even more as he noticed the label on the jar. Dark chocolate, holy shit. Was she trying to kill him? Brennan knew that was his favourite chocolate, he licked his lips in anticipation of tasting not only the rich substance but the fact that it was going to be mixed with the richer substance of her skin made him even more willing.

Dipping the paintbrush slowly into the jar, gathering enough on the bristle of the brush, his eyes gazing adoringly over the pale creamy skin of her body his hands twitching just to get a hold of the pliable flesh but he knew that would come in due time.

Brennan's lips parted on a gasp as the brush tickled along the flesh of her neck, drawing a line along her pulse point as well as various points along her neck where Booth knew made her moan. Her eyes opened, following the path of the paintbrush as it made its way back into the jar before slowly gliding down to her body where it made contact with her skin.

Her torso automatically arched up as the brush moved carefully along the peak of her breasts, circling around her areolas before brushing against her nipple. A sensual moan left the anthropologist's lips as Booth applied more of the sweet dark substance to her nipples, knowing he was teasing her.

Her eyes met his for a second before he moved back to his task; she caught the sight of him licking his lips and knew he was probably as aroused maybe even more so. All thoughts were obliterated from her mind as the brush moved across her stomach, eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the feel of the brush caressing along her stomach.

Temperance's eyes opened at the feel of the brush leaving her skin, cerulean blue eyes widening as Booth had the jar tilted on its side, pouring the sweet substance into her navel slightly messily. He noticed her shocked expression and grinned arrogantly at the anthropologist.

"What? You said I wanted dessert and damn straight I do Bones. I'm starving."

Before Brennan could think and come out with a witty remark she gasped as the agent parted her legs, dipping the brush and coating it with the sweet substance before running it up and down both of her legs. He payed particular attention to her thighs, running it closer and closer to her centre before pulling away just a few centimetres to her soaked heat.

A disgruntled grumble left Brennan's lips, suddenly regretting the decision of this idea instantly, usually she was the dominant one in these situations and when it came to sex if she snapped her fingers he would do anything for her at the drop of a hat. But this time it was his turn to have a little bit of fun, secretly although she would never admit it, Brennan found it highly arousing.

Booth chuckled as he watched his partner squirm, never seeing the usually calm scientist so easily antagonised and out of control. He dipped a finger into the sweet substance, moving carefully up the bed to rim it across her top and bottom lip.

The agent craned his head closer, lips touching her own before his tongue darted out between his lips. His tongue first made a path above her top lip, licking the dark chocolate from above her bottom lip, feeling her grow impatient below him. It then trailed along her bottom lip, removing the substance from around her lips.

Seeley grinned as he kissed her, nudging her mouth open with his jaw as their tongues suddenly met a spark of passion started in the air the both of them suddenly aware of their growing arousal. Booth's eyes rolled back into his head at the sweet taste of her combined with the dark chocolate he had only just licked from her sweet lips.

Booth looked up for a second, examining every part of her body. Every curve and dip he loved to touch and knew exactly what made her moan. He admired the dark contrast of the chocolate against her creamy skin and knew he should get started on his dessert.

A disappointed grumbled left the anthropologist's lips before it was replaced suddenly with a moan of satisfaction as his hot breath ghosted along her neck, sucking lightly on the skin present there. She felt the sticky, chocolaty substance leave her neck.

As his lips reached her pulse point, now having removed all of the chocolate from around her neck Brennan let out a loud gasp, body suddenly arching up to his touch. Her pulse and heart beat rapidly; Temperance couldn't believe the effect this man's lips had on her.

"God you taste so sweet." He groaned, against her neck, tongue gliding against her now heated skin making a loud groan leave her lips again.

Booth couldn't believe how fantastic this was, his tongue gliding down her neck to reach the valley in between her breasts, licking up the chocolate he had left there.

"Booth, please…" Brennan hissed, her voice pleading.

A grin formed on the agent's face as his tongue brushed the underside of her right breast before licking up along the side. He teased around her areola, enjoying the needy whimpers that left her mouth.

Brennan couldn't believe the sensations running through her body, his tongue setting her into a highly aroused state. The path it left setting her skin on fire, her hips bucked up automatically as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, removing the chocolate from the rosy bud.

"Oh God yes…" she murmured, enjoying his tongue lavishing her nipple.

The agent pressed heated kisses across the valley of her breasts, giving her left breast the same attention. He licked around the areola slowly again, enjoying the fact that he was driving her wild. His cock hardened at the sounds and gasps leaving her mouth, suddenly realising that they were both somehow gaining a sexual satisfaction from this escapade.

A plan formed in Booth's head and he grinned against her breast, scraping his teeth against the sensitive bud before licking around it softly and repeating his actions. Temperance let out a loud squeal as he did so, her fingers threading in the thing threads of his hair, urging him on with her moans and her nails which were now digging into his scalp.

Brennan felt a continuous heat pool to her core as the agent's talented tongue made quick work of the dark chocolate which still remained on her stomach and in her navel. Her eyes rolling back into her head in pure pleasure at the sudden realisation of how close he was to her extremely soaked pussy.

It surprised the anthropologist that she hadn't already orgasmed (if possible multiple times) from just the fact that he was the one doing this to her. A grumble of discouragement left her swollen pink lips from the earlier ministrations as Booth's body moved off from her, their close proximity now lost as he moved down to her lower legs.

Booth smirked at her grumbled of impatience, knowing she was extremely close to orgasm, he always knew whenever her eyes darkened to that beautiful shade of indigo he loved so much. But no, she would have to wait for now. He still had to finish the remainder of his dessert.

His tongue licked torturously slow up her right leg, reaching the place where she clearly needed to have some sort of physical contact before removing his head and following the same path up the other leg.

Temperance writhed against his ministrations, grumbled and moans filled the air as her swollen lips parted to release them. Her hips bucked forward as if to gesture to Booth what she clearly wanted but he had other plans. Brennan's hand's gripped the quilt, scrunching it up in her hands at the pure frustration in her body.

The orgasm which had slowly risen up in her stomach and built up over time was slowly dying down and fading.

"Booth!" Brennan hissed, sitting up slightly to glare at him.

Booth grinned and flashed her one of his classic charm smiles, moving a hand to lower her back down onto the mattress.

"Now it's time for the main event of the dessert," He exclaimed his voice had a husky undertone to it as he spoke. "I think this course will be even sweeter then the chocolate."

Seeley's head craned down, his nose nuzzling the trimmed curls right above her vagina. Her scent enveloped his senses, feeling his arousal perk up suddenly and knew she was going to drive him wild just with one little taste.

His tongue darted out to lick a slow line from the base of her slit to her clit, rubbing his tongue along it in a circle and gathering the moisture there. That was what made him loose it, the simple taste of her juices.

Booth's head moved into closer, a dull throbbing starting in his head due to the pure desire running through his veins as his tongue darted in and out of her folds in quick yet precise strokes, either hitting her clitoris or her g-spot each time.

Temperance groaned, her legs locking around Booth's head as his tongue plunged into her quickly. Her chest rose and fall in quick breaths, her hands moving up to caress her extremely sticky breasts tweaking her nipples between fore finger and thumb as the agent's tongue worked magic inside of her core.

"Oh god! Yes! Booth! Right there! Oh yesyesyesyes!"

Seeley continued, her extremely verbal encouragements urging her on. He enjoyed the feeling of her hips rocking forward, her scent growing more and more apparent in the air as she was approaching her orgasm.

Brennan could feel the familiar feeling of an orgasm build up in her stomach, with a simple flick of his tongue against her clit Temperance lost it. Her mouth opening to let out a guttural moan which turned into a high pitched squeal, slightly resembling her partner's name.

Booth grinned against her sex, lapping up her orgasm like it was his favourite dessert. The again it was. She was sweeter and tastier than any dark chocolate or apply pie could ever be and he would always be addicted to her. He continued to suck and lick at her slit and clit, helping her ride out her orgasm before she screamed again, another orgasm wracking her body.

Temperance continued to rock against Booth's ministrations, wave after wave of her orgasm flowing through her body, her eyes rolled back into her head, unsure if she was just experiencing one orgasm or many little orgasms she was too lost in the pleasure.

"Bones…" Booth crooned, making her open her eyes as she came down from her high slowly, her bodily functions regaining themselves.

"That was amazing…" she whispered awe struck, not missing the cocky grin that crossed his face.

Cerulean blue eyes examined him, realising he was holding the jar of chocolate now. The heat in the air seemed to intensify, her arousal kicking back in almost instantly as Temperance sat up on the bed examining Seeley and his fully erect cock.

"You taste so damn good Bones…" The agent exclaimed, flashing her a smile his eyes darkening in arousal.

His fingers dipped into the chocolate and he revelled in the way her eyes widened as he smoothed it over the head of his cock, watching the way her tongue darted out to moisten her dry lips.

"Of course, now that I've had my dessert. Maybe you want yours?"

A/N: So what did everybody think? Who can't look at dark chocolate the same? I know I can't! Well at least I know why it's my favourite chocolate now (: If you like what you see please PLEASE review and let me know what you thought. Hopefully it wasn't too long and I didn't bore you to tears. Any suggestions for F? Besides the obvious ones such as Fuck and Fornicate? Unless that floats your boat. Come on people! Be creative! The next fic I'll be writing will be another chapter to Baby When It's Love If It's Not Rough It Isn't Fun.