A/N: Well well look who's updating. No but seriously I apologize for not updating lately. I've had major writer's block and I've pretty much been working constantly which is kinda fun. This one was inspired by Vesja and I haven't really thought it over much but hopefully this will all tide you over. References to 2x08. I haven't watched Bones in so long, I feel like such a bad Bones fan ;A;
I'd just like to say that I don't own Booth or Brennan unfortunately.
As soon as his partner walked into her office Booth could only freeze on his position on her couch, the manila folder in his hands almost falling from his fingers. The agent had to close his mouth instantly worried he'd look foolishly enough like a fish gaping for air, gulping visibly.
It wasn't as though Temperance Brennan had changed her looks drastically, clad in the usual button up white blouse and jeans but it was the dark red nail polish that had Seeley Booth reeling in surprise. Memories came flooding back in an instant of their trip to Vegas, the low cut red dress and the equally sexy black dress she'd worn that he'd had the pleasure of zipping up for her. Even now he could feel the soft material against his fingertips and the simple though made him shudder in delight.
The multiple times they'd transformed into Roxy and Tony were still burned into the agent's memory for what he probably figured would be an eternity, that day he'd seen another side of Temperance Brennan. Behind all her brains and the facts that seemed to spill simply from her sweet little lips was a saucy, seductive side that could make any man drool over her with a click of her fingers. Unfortunately for him, Booth was the only person who had actually seen both sides of her and it made him wonder whether under different circumstances his partner could become such a seductive woman.
As soon as she'd walked out of the bathroom in the little black dress Booth had resisted every temptation to make a move on her in the hotel room, his fingers itching the moment they touched the material of her tight dress; to take her against the wall of their hotel room. The devilish smirk she'd worn in the gym, the way she saucily pulled the roll of bills from her bra had sent his mind into the gutter automatically and it'd surprised him straight away.
Even now as he noticed the delicate nail polish on her fingers did he wish that he could have taken her right then and there in the hotel, to hike up the dress; take her against the wall until she screamed for him. Only to repeat the cycle over and over again, the red nails raking down his back as she came or pumping him in her hands; anything to experience that same pleasure over and over with her.
Seeley Booth wasn't really sure how long he'd been staring into space but it was long enough to make an impatient Brennan snap him out of his gaze with a click of her fingers in front of his face, a cute frown spread on her features as she looked down at him; obviously concerned.
"Booth?" she questioned, oblivious to the agent's mindset as he finally came back to reality. "Are you okay? You've been staring into space for sometime." The anthropologist added, her hands resting on her hips that were cocked out to the side.
The agent laughed embarrassedly, running a hand through his hair as he tried to think of a perfectly good excuse other than 'I was actually fantasizing about our trip to Vegas with a alternative happy ending.' A wave of relief washed over him at the sound of his cell on his belt, instantly answering only to be commanded back to his own office to sort out the rest of the paperwork they'd received on a recent case. Gulping down his previous thoughts Booth stood upright before hanging up the phone and shooting her an apologetic smile, handing over the folder.
"That was a call about the case… uh Sweets has more paperwork for me to look over." He stumbled over his words suddenly, mentally cursing himself for doing so before letting out a small chuckle.
"I'll see you later Bones." He added, rushing as quickly as possible out of the office before any other thoughts could possibly reach him; wondering how he'd ever be able to face her and the bright red nail polish without his mind entering the gutter.
A/N: So what did we all think? Like it? Hate it? Lemme know in a review. Sorry it's so short though it's the only thing I could come up with on such short notice. Any suggestions for O? c: