A/N: I want to apologize to all my faithful followers right now for not updating everything as quickly as I would have liked to! School and tests have been keeping me busy (not to mention worrying about Biology .) So I'm hoping this will make up for it immensely. I decided to take a different course for this chapter, since most people would have figured Fantasy would be something along the lines of the librarian scene from Passenger in the Oven or the usual pony play from Death In The Saddle. But nope, I'm not. This was also inspired by something that was said about on the radio not to long ago, some woman went to the airport to greet her husband back, only wearing a trench coat and some very hot lingerie. But now I've said too much. *winks* Hopefully you'll all like this, next update will surely be That Little Black Dress. I don't own Bones either guys ;D I've also decided to change my writing style, just so I'm more descriptive and don't end up repeating myself. Ugh. Hope you all like it. Review if you like what you see please?
Seeley Booth sighed as he looked down at the gun positioned in his hand, today had been stressful there was no doubt about that. Raising the gun up to eye level again he took his aim at the target and fired a few rounds, which hit the human shaped target's chest.
It was a late night at the firing range, his favourite place to let off some steam whenever he was feeling frustrated and today had been no exception.
Placing the gun down, he fixed up the sleeves of his dress shirt, rolling them higher up his arms and rubbing his temple in frustration.
Their suspect for their latest case had been disobliging and extremely uncooperative, deciding that it would be more fun to flirt with as he had stated "the sexy scientist lady". So maybe, just maybe Booth had been a little bit rougher on the guy but no matter how many tactics he had used, no more information had been gained and they had to let him go.
Despite the fact that he was pissed because their suspect had flirted with his Bones, the agent was also annoyed with himself and the anthropologist. Every time he saw her, she seemed to be wearing extraordinarily short black pencil skirts.
Seeley could have sworn they grew shorter every day he saw her, feeling his face flush at the memory of her only just the other day. His eyes couldn't help but roam over her figure and her long, slender legs which seemed to trail on forever as she had bent over her desk to grab a file. Unfortunately, she had caught him staring and shot him one of her quizzical yet disapproving looks.
"Well done Seel… well fucking done…" the agent whispered to himself, obviously irritated at his actions.
Moving to pick up the gun again to burn off more steam the sound of a door opening made him jump and Booth spun around, eyes widening at the sight that lay before him as the one and only Temperance Brennan strode into the firing range.
Her black high stilettos clinked as she strutted seductively over to him, a flirtatious smile crossing her face which made his insides almost melt, suddenly aware of the cock stirring in his pants.
There was something completely different about his partner Booth decided, never before had she worn such high stilettos and as his eyes gazed upwards from the shoes the agent was suddenly aware of how short the off white trench coat was.
Seeley's chocolate brown eyes widened in surprise as she cornered him against a wall of the empty firing range. Before he could even reach out to touch her, his eyes followed the way her hands smoothed down her figure to reach the tie around her waist, the only thing keeping her trench coat closed.
Booth's breath suddenly left him as the trench rolled off her shoulders to pool at her feet on the floor, revealing the creamy pale skin he loved to touch his hands just itching to touch it. But this wasn't the only reason.
Underneath the seemingly innocent white trench coat was the most sinfully black, panty and bra set he had ever seen. Not only did it hold such a contrast to her pale skin but she looked so fucking hot in it and it left little to the imagination.
The bra was adorned with black lace, her breasts threatening to spill out from the cups and her rosy red nipples peeking through the edges of the cups.
As for her thong, well Booth could have sworn her had died and gone to heaven. The silky see through lace of the thong (which concealed her most intimate parts) had matching frilly and a triangle of black velvety silk. Just to top it off, along the hem line of the panties was a small black bow.
Seeley's cock throbbed in his pants, a sudden heat running through his entire body. His lust suddenly took control, over powering his common sense as he reached forward, grabbing her wrists and switching their positions so she was pressed up against the cold steel of the wall, hands trapped above her head by one of his hands.
Booth's lips kissed slowly along the sweet flesh of her neck, alternating between soft kisses and hard sucks, each one uttering a delicious moan from her sugared lips.
His tongue snaked out, licking along her pulse point and causing the anthropologist to gasp. His hands moved around to smooth at her back, quickly undoing her bra, eyes widening at the full, plump breasts which puckered at his gaze.
Temperance nodded her approval and his hands moved up to cup the soft, pliable flesh. Revelling in the way her head tilted back, lips opening to release a breathy moan.
Booth's hands continued to knead the flesh, his thumbs teasing around her areolas before pressing against her perky nipples. The next groan which left her lips made his cock stand to attention in his pants, which suddenly felt way too tight.
He literally had her at his mercy, one hand moving down and sweeping across her stomach. Smirking at her aggravated groan, his finger moved down to the crotch of the panties, rubbing her through the silk delicately.
"Oh Booth…"
Those two words set him on fire, deciding that when he was done with her, she was going to be driven wild. His fingers continued their mind numbing circles and he kissed his approval at her noises against her neck.
"Bones, why did you come here… like this…" the agent questioned curiously, sucking on the skin right below her ear.
Temperance let out a breathy gasp before replying ever so casually and honestly to him.
"You were… ohhhh very tense today… I thought I'd come surprise you and help you relieve some ahh fuck yes… tension."
Booth watched her intensely, admiring ever small breath she took, the way her eyes were clouded with her arousal and the suddenly delicious press of her lower body against his fingers almost as if she was begging for this.
His lips met her fierce fully, she licked along his bottom lip causing him to part his instantly. Their tongues duelling for dominance in the heat of their passion.
An involuntary groan left the agent's lips as her hands made their way into his hair, tugging at the strands in approval. Carefully, while she was still distracted by the kiss he gripped her by her hips, pressing her further against the wall.
Once she was secure, his hands ran along the hem line of the small scrap of lace covering her extremely wet core. A groan of validation left her lips as he ripped the drenched material from her, suddenly aware of the way her fingers made quick work of his boxers and pants which had already pooled around his feet.
A chuckle left the agent's lips, her legs wrapping around his waist before she pressed a kiss to silence him. Booth grinned against their joint lips, suddenly thrusting into her wet heat a moan leaving both their lips, hers in surprise at abruptness.
Booth left her no room to move, she was sandwiched between his body and the wall as he started to slowly thrust into her. Soon he filled her to the hilt, mixed moans leaving each of their lips.
Seeley kissed up along her neck and back down, slightly aware of the way her pebbled breasts were rubbing up against his chest causing a delicious friction between them.
"Keep going… oh god… f-faster! Yes!" Brennan cried, a squeal leaving her lips as he captured a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as if it was his favourite treat (although he had to admit if he had to choose between pie and her, he would surely choose her).
Her urgent cries urged him on, picking up the pace until it became suddenly erratic, his own orgasm starting to rise up in his body as he felt his balls tighten knowing if she didn't come soon he sure would.
Snaking a hand down between their joint bodies he found the small bud that was her clit and rubbed it with his thumb carefully. Booth watched in awe as she screamed his name as her head fell back against the wall, her features contorted into pure orgasmic pleasure as she milked him dry.
"Oh god, baby I'm gunna…"
Before Booth had a chance to finish his sentence, on a final thrust he groaned his relief, spilling into her and resting his head in the curve of her neck.
They rested there for a while, breathing erratic and the only thing keeping the pair up was the wall that rested behind them.
The agent frowned as the suddenly ringing of a cell phone caught his attention, his brow creasing in irritation. He tried to remember if he had even brought his cell with him to the firing range and that's when his world started to collapse, unexpectedly appraised by his partner's voice.
It wasn't the dreamy voice he had heard from her lips only just seconds ago, it sounded more stern and commanding.
Booth's eyes suddenly opened, frowning in confusion.
"Booth!" Temperance cried, her hands on her hips as she stood next to him. Her extremely skimpy lingerie had been replaced by a sensible pair of slacks and a blue blouse.
"You fell asleep on my couch again; your cell was ringing too." She explained casually, letting out a sigh and walking over to her desk.
Seeley sat up carefully, running a hand over his face in frustration and freezing instantly as he felt an unexpected substance in his boxers. Holy shit, it had happened again. Another fantasy about his partner, this one hotter than the last.
Swearing under his breath, Booth grabbed his phone from his pocket and flipped it open trying his best not to make his arousal so obvious.
"Ah-huh, yup. We'll be right there." Seeley grumbled into the phone, standing up and stretching, placing the cell back into his pocket.
"Bones, we got a case." The agent explained casually.
His eyebrows raised as he noticed the slight flush on her face before she gave him a simple nod, grabbing her trench and walking quickly out of her office.
With a single glance down, Booth knew exactly why she had made such a quick retreat as his erection was straining obviously through his work pants.
A/N: So what did we all think? I know it was all a dream but you know it was pretty hot right? Any suggestions for G? I'm sure there has to be something people! Hopefully I've changed my writing style a little (: Hope you all enjoy, review if you like what you see and a naked Seeley Booth will appear at your doorstep (: