As they walked into the diner, a few of the waitresses noticed the couple and greeted them – all the ladies making it a point to welcome Booth back. They knew he was out of town because 1) Brennan ate many of her meals alone for the past few weeks, and 2) they had asked her where he was. The ladies behind the counter loved to watch the interaction of this couple, but they also had missed seeing the eye candy in the diner. They were all glad (for their own reasons) to have Seeley Booth back.
The pair took up seats in their usual booth and before they were hardly seated, their waitress brought two cups of coffee and water for them. All she had to say was "the usual" and with a nod of their heads, she was gone to get their food started. This gave the partners a chance to be alone with each other – even though they were in the middle of a busy restaurant. After taking a sip of coffee, both turned their eyes to the other and just enjoyed the sight. It had been a long four + days and Brennan had missed her partner.
"So, what did you do this week" they both began saying at the same time. "You first Bones" Booth said.
"It was a very quiet week. Of course, with you out of town, I didn't have any new cases to work on, so I spent most of my time working in Limbo. Together with the interns, we made great progress."
"Good. Good. I'm glad you had a good week. I was bored out of my mind at this conference. I knew most of what they were trying to teach us about these advanced interrogation techniques. To be honest, it was pretty much a waste of my time. That's why I ditched most of the last day and came home early."
"Booth! You shouldn't be doing that. It's important to stay for the entire conference. You might have missed important information that they were saving for the last sessions!" Brennan was beside herself at the idea that her partner wouldn't take full advantage of a learning situation. It just wasn't in her nature to leave a lecture, symposium or conference early if she could help it.
"Bones, come on now… remember – sometimes you have to enlarge your frontal lobe and do things like cutting out of a boring workshop early. It's necessary" he said with his best Booth charm smile plastered on. "You don't want mine to shrivel up now do you?"
"No, of course not" Brennan was falling for his logic, even though she knew it made no sense to her. Still, she trusted her partner and friend, and didn't want to disappoint him. "Actually, I was helping to enlarge my frontal lobe with Angela yesterday."
This got Booth's attention. He looked at her for a moment and then realized what she was talking about. "Yeah, Bones, what was with the chocolate candy in your office?"
"We made chocolate candy pieces yesterday afternoon at Angela's apartment. Neither of us really felt like working so we left the office early and did some baking."
"Hmmm, that's what you call it, do you?" he asked with a mischievous glint in his eye.
Unbeknownst to her, Booth had actually been at the Jeffersonian earlier than when she first saw him. He had come in to see her and was standing outside her doorway – back a half dozen steps and a bit off to the side. He had stopped their because he'd received a text message on his way through the lab, and wanted to make sure he wasn't in hot water for leaving the FBI training conference early. He'd gotten a buddy of his, a guy named Gunn that he'd first met while at Quantico, to cover for him so that he could skip out on the afternoon sessions. Gunn had promised to sign his name to the roster. The sessions Booth was to attend were in large lecture halls, and he was confident he wouldn't be missed – he was dying to get back to see his Bones and so he'd taken the chance to leave ahead of schedule.
As Booth stood in the open lab area checking his text message, he happened to look up to see what appeared to be Bones talking to a piece of candy. He looked around – no, there was no one in the room with her; nor was there anyone in the hall that she would be talking to. That meant that she was talking to herself, or the chocolate piece she held in her hand. He was too far away to hear what she was saying, but when he saw her blush a bit, and then look around to assure no one had heard her, Booth knew it had to be something good! He was determined to find out what that little private conversation had been about. He looked back to see Bones eating the rest of the chocolate piece.
Booth's eyes were transfixed on his partner and what she was doing. Unfortunately, before he could interrupt her moment with the chocolate, he had to call Gunn back and find out what was going on. He stepped away from Brennan's office and walked outside to talk in relative privacy. After a ten minute call he was on his way back in when he got a call from Rebecca to discuss weekend plans. Booth was scheduled to have Parker for the weekend, but Rebecca had something to do that she needed to have Parker involved in – so no father/son time this weekend. That put Booth in a foul mood for a bit, and so he'd taken a walk around the grounds to calm himself down. Becca's call wasn't intentional, and he didn't feel she was trying to keep him away from his son… still, he was frustrated and so he took some time before making it back to his partner's office.
"What do you mean, Booth? Are you questioning how I got those chocolates?" Of course, Brennan didn't understand what Booth was saying, and so she didn't know how to respond to his question. She wasn't even thinking about the 'boxer Booth' candy piece she'd been enjoying before her partner came into her office. She was replaying the afternoon at Angela's apartment and the fun they'd had making the candy pieces.
"Ange and I bought molds, chocolate, and the rest…" before she could finish her explanation, Booth stopped her.
"I'm not accusing you of anything wrong here Bones" he grabbed her hands across the table as he spoke to her. "It's just that making candy is not your usual kind of baking, that's all I meant" and he squeezed her hands and let them go. The waitress brought their food and so Booth had to take his hands back to his side of the table. Brennan picked up a fork and began to eat her salad, while Booth focused his attention on the hamburger in his hands and they both began to eat. Brennan stole a good number of fries from him, and of course he let her. It pleased him to no end to have her feel so comfortable with him that she'd eat off of his plate. As he sat their watching Brennan take one of the last fries, he wondered what it would be like to have her feed him some of that chocolate she still had in her office.
As a smile grew across his face, an idea began to form. Brennan looked up at him as he was daydreaming about Bones and chocolate, and had to call to him twice before he heard her voice.
"Booth! What's with you? Was your hearing damaged this past week?"
"Huh! What'd you say Bones?" Booth shook himself out of his daydream enough to see that his partner was trying to get his attention. He asked her again after a few seconds, "What do you need Bones?"
"I need you to get your hearing checked I think, Booth."
"Nah, I was just thinking of something. Come on, are you finished with your salad?"
"What, no pie today?" Brennan was truly surprised by his lack of dessert – especially after he had been out of town all week, she thought he might be in pie withdrawal, so she asked him that. "Booth, you always get pie when you come back here after being out of town. Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine, Bones. Just not in the mood for pie. I think I have a taste for chocolate – do you have any of that delicious chocolate left at your office?" he said with a saucy grin.
The look in his eyes and the silly grin on his face had Brennan wondering what he was up to. Suddenly she thought back to her semi-erotic thoughts and actions with the candy piece earlier, and a pink hue overtook her cheeks. She turned to grab her purse, and turn away from Booth for a few seconds. The time allowed her to compose herself and as she put money down on the table, she avoided his eyes. Booth noticed the way she wouldn't look at him, and smiled to himself.
The walk back to the Jeffersonian was quick and free of embarrassing incidents or thoughts. Brennan sat back down at her desk, attempting to look like she was working. Booth sat on the couch and watched her. After a minute Cam poked her head in Brennan's door and announced that she was leaving for the day and said her goodbyes.
"Bones, why are you still working? It's Friday afternoon, you said yourself there wasn't much work to do this week… why don't we leave here?" Brennan really couldn't argue his point, so she powered down her computer and stood to gather her things to leave. She took a step towards the door when Booth stopped her with a look.
"What?" she asked him.
"Aren't you going to take your chocolates home with you B ones?" You don't want to leave them here all weekend, do you?"
At that Brennan reached for the box of candy, stopping before she lifted it off the table. "Here Booth, we made this one for you" she said as she picked up the chocolate badge with FBI in gold lettering.
"Bones, let's take these to your place and enjoy them there" Booth said, in a deep, husky voice that sent shivers down Brennan's spine. She didn't understand why his words would affect her so, and she felt her cheeks burn from a flush. She gathered up her belongings and headed out the door. Booth took the box of candy from her hands and followed behind her, grinning like a Cheshire cat!
Inside Brennan's apartment, the room seemed hot and stuffy. Brennan went to open a window to let some fresh air in, and when she turned around she bumped into Booth with a chocolate FBI badge in his hand. Brennan looked into his eyes for a moment and she could swear that his eyes were the exact same shade of brown as the chocolate piece in his hand. Her mouth was suddenly dry, and she tried to swallow but couldn't. Booth noticed her condition, but only let a ghost of a smile cross his lips.
Without taking his eyes off of her, he took a small bite of the chocolate badge. He closed his eyes to savor the taste. A small groan rumbled from deep within him and it made Brennan gasp. She had been watching him eat the chocolate, and found herself staring at Booth, and holding her breath. The whole experience was rather erotic – Brennan staring at Booth's mouth, as if she could taste the chocolate he was enjoying. Booth opened his eyes to find Bones staring at him, and he smiled. He looked into her deep blue orbs and felt he could get lost in them forever, and never want to be found.
Feeling that he needed to say something, Booth first licked his lips, and then asked Brennan "where did you get this chocolate? It's very good." Brennan was still preoccupied by his lips, and didn't hear the question. Booth repeated it, this time putting a hand on her upper arm. "Bones, this really is very good chocolate. I didn't think you could get quality chocolate at a craft store."
"Huh?... What?" Brennan knew he had been talking to her, but she couldn't focus on the words at the moment. "Booth, here, you have some chocolate on your face" and with that, she grabbed his arms and pulled themselves together to get the errant bit of chocolate lodged in the corner of his mouth. If she had been thinking clearly, she would have said that she meant to pick off the small piece of chocolate with her fingers; but as she drew him closer she couldn't let go of his arms. They felt so strong, so masculine; and Brennan hadn't felt anything that wonderful and sexy in a long time. She just couldn't let go. She held his arms for a good bit of time, all the while staring at the offending piece of chocolate goodness on his skin.
"Bones, did you say there was something on my face?" Booth went to flick it off, but she held firm to his biceps.
"Here, let me get it for you" she said. However, she still couldn't let go of him, so she brought her head closer to his, her mouth next to his lips, and with a slight sucking, licking motion, her tongue and lips captured the chocolate. She went back for a second lick just to make sure she got it all… and then as if she'd woken from a trance, she realized what she'd done. As Brennan began to pull back from him, Booth grabbed her by the waist and wouldn't let her move.
"Not so fast there, Bones. Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that Booth. I don't know what got in to me."
"No Bones, you should have done it a long time ago. And I should have done this" as he said the words, his mouth covered hers and captured her lips in the most passion-filled kiss Brennan could ever recall. His lips were soft, yet possessive. His mouth covered hers, and when he did that, it felt to Brennan as if she'd come home. Without her knowledge or permission, it was if her brain had been turned off and instincts took over. She kissed him back with an unknown hunger. Booth's tongue pushed against her lips and she opened her mouth to him. He hungrily took her and as his tongue explored her mouth, they both let out groans of desire.
A few moments later, a slight noise broke through their desire. Booth looked around trying to determine what it was; looking down. he saw the chocolate badge that had fallen out of his hand and fell on the end table by the couch. He looked at his fingers and saw they were covered in the chocolate that had melted while he kissed Bones.
Brennan followed his eyes to his fingers and saw the chocolate covered tips. Before he could say or do anything, Brennan took his hand and sucked his index finger into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the finger, licking the chocolate off, but also getting a taste of his skin. She closed her eyes in delight, pulling her mouth off of the now-clean finger. She quickly attacked his thumb, as it held the most chocolate now. She forcefully sucked the digit into her mouth, as if sucking on a nipple, and continued until it was cleaned.
After finishing off his thumb, Brennan looked into Booth's eyes. She knew they had both stepped over whatever vestiges of a line had been left between them, and she was surprisingly not scared. As she drank in the chocolate brown eyes of her best friend, she smiled as she said to him in a husky whisper "you taste better than the chocolate."
"And you do too Bones" he said, as he captured her lips once again.
A few hours later, Booth and Brennan got out of her bed. She threw on an oversized t-shirt and Booth pulled his boxers up. They had worked up quite an appetite in Brennan's bed, and both were a bit hungry. As Booth made his way through the living room to where Brennan stood in the kitchen, he spied the remnants of the chocolate FBI badge on the table. He picked it up and as he carried it to the kitchen, took a small bite.
"Mmmmm, Bones this really is good chocolate; but you are even better!" As he put the piece of candy down on a plate, he hugged his new lover to his chest. He still hadn't told her that he'd watched her in her office earlier that day; she didn't need to know that he knew beforehand, that she wanted him. She had him now, and he had her, and that was all either of them needed. They were finally past the line that he at first had drawn, and then she had put back again. Now they were together on the other side, and there was no line to keep them apart. Booth smiled to himself, realizing that all it took was a little candy to make his sweetheart come to him. He decided that he would be giving her chocolates again!