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Under cover(s) – 22

Greedily Booth inhaled the cool night air while walking towards his car. As swiftly as he could – without raising suspicions – he closed the distance towards his safe haven – namely his SUV.

When the doors were closed and Brennan and he were settled, the seatbelts fastened and the motor humming he allowed himself a deep, heartfelt sigh. Then he looked at the woman seated beside him.

"You're wicked. You nearly killed me in there." He accused her.

"I merely played my role, Booth. Whereas you would have blown our cover with your reservations." She stated, somewhat satisfied with her performance as liberal, sexually experienced and outspoken Roxy.

"But you called me Booth in there, Bones." He threw in, while they left the parking lot.

"No, I caught myself in time. A slip of tongue… but otherwise I have been acting very convincingly, right?" She gave back.

"You called me Boo-baby. I mean, seriously….BOO-BABY?" He repeated the nickname she'd invented to cover up her near-slip of tongue.

"I had to improvise." She merely shrugged. "One little mistake in…" She checked her watch. "…four hours. Except for that little mistake I played my role pretty good, didn't I?"

He gave her an amused look. Who would have thought Brennan would be fishing for compliments? "Yeah, Bones. You've been very convincing. And inventive. And… detailed."

"Did it really bother you?" She asked, once again amazed by his problems to talk about sex. She had merely discussed different techniques of oral sex and rather tame role plays. And positions as they were described in much more detail in the kama sutra. Surely he tried out some of those before. What was the big deal?

Her partner remained silent for some time. "As I said….. inventive and detailed. You painted vivid pictures." He replied after a long pause, his voice a little hoarse.

She contemplated his words for some time, then a sly grin appeared on her face. "You think I've been inventive?"

Booth's hands clamped down on the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white. "Yeah."

"You're wondering what I invented and what I've experienced first hand, right?" She asked, though she knew she should probably not be teasing him while he was driving.

Sure enough, he clenched his jaws and after some time he answered. "I'd rather not discuss this while I'm driving."

"Okay." She agreed, but after a moment she asked. "Does that mean you want to discuss it later?"

"God, Bones…. Let it go already…." He groaned, then his face was back to what appeared broody… and angry?

"You're angry." She stated, somewhat surprised.

"No." He gave back. The clipped, court answer stood in direct contradiction to the word itself. Her eyes widened slightly. Surely she had done nothing that could have angered him, right?

"You can not possibly still be angry at me for almost calling you by your real name." Brennan said.

"I'm not angry… not really. Just…. Let it go for now, please." He pressed through gritted teeth. She blinked at the rough tone of his voice and noticed with fascination that his hands were clamped down on the steering wheel so tightly she feared they would start cramping soon. The hard, stiff grip was not going to be helpful in case a quick manoeuvre would be necessary. But she knew him well enough not to say anything.

She kept an eye on him, thinking of what could bother him so much, but she drew a complete blank. Sure, she'd described the different techniques with the utmost care, but she'd wanted to be as convincing as possible. Why would that be a problem to him?

Brennan watched her partner and noticed with some relief that after a few moments his posture became less rigid…. though he was still far from being relaxed. And she saw that he was still seething… if not with anger, then with something so very close to it, it was hard to distinguish.

When they finally reached her apartment, he parked his car, then looked at her. "You want me to come up with you?" His voice was still not back to normal and something in her wanted to say no, just to punish him for being so cold towards her, a petty thought. But she knew they had to go over the new things they had found out. And before his change of mood, she had hoped she could try some of the things she'd been talking about… with him. All the time talking, she had to fight hard not to lose herself in the fantasy that Booth was doing all that to her. That's why she'd almost called him by his real name.

"You know we have to talk." She said. "About the case, at least."

He simply nodded and followed her, up the stairs and into her apartment. He didn't say a word and Brennan' anger at him for being so distant grew. Anger and hurt, she had to admit to herself, though she didn't want to.

After having closed the door of her apartment, she watched him take off his shoes. Watched how he crossed over to her couch and sat down, still not saying a word.

"What is it, Booth? Why are you like that?" Her voice was low, but he heard the anger… and the hurt, too.

He briefly closed his eyes, but quickly blinked them open again, as unbidden images intruded on his thoughts.

Unbidden images of her and some faceless guy giving her pleasure in every way she'd described earlier that evening.

"I'm sorry, Bones." He finally choked out. "I knew you were sexually experienced, of course… but…"

He hesitated, not sure what to say.

"But what? Did what I described somehow collide with your religion? Or…. Are you ….disgusted by me now?" She spat at him, the mere thought of it both paining and angering her. After all, he had said that she could never embarrass herself with him, right?

"No!" His jerked up, and with wide eyes he stared at her. "No, Bones, no! Never that…. I disgust myself."

She frowned at his words, clearly not understanding what he was talking about, but his quick and almost shocked reply had calmed her a little. "Explain." Brennan simply said.

"I'm jealous of the men you did all this with. How low is that, huh? I knew you have a…. healthy sex life, damn it, you told me often enough. But…. I've got all this stuck in my head now, Bones. And I'm …… God, I'm feeling like an idiot. I'm sorry." He shook his head.

"I'm hardly a virgin, Booth. You knew that." She commented, considerably calmer now.

"I know, Bones. And I don't blame you for anything, please believe me. And I'm absolutely not disgusted. How could I ever be? You… you're beautiful and you're sexy…" He said, then sighed. "But… I'm jealous of the guys who had their hands on you. It's stupid and probably doesn't make any sense…" His voice trailed off.

"Explain it to me. Make me understand." She addressed him softly.

"You probably tried everything there is to try. It's just…. That's a little bit…unsettling." He admitted.

"I never tried sex with you." She stated the obvious.

"I fear I'll be too traditional for you, Bones. I haven't read the kama sutra cover to cover and tried every position in it. Frankly, I find some of them…..disturbing." He finally said, his voice low and flat.

"Me too. And for some of them both participants would probably have to be contortion artists." She said and his eyes flew to hers in astonishment.

"Booth… I was playing a role. I haven't done all the things I talked about today." Brennan sat down next to him.

"You haven't?" He asked, somewhat relieved.

"No." She shook her head. "And there is something else I want to try. And I can only try it with you."

He blinked and she continued. "You….you once told me that two people in love can defy the laws of physics. That it's different. I never …. I never loved one of the men I had intercourse with. I want you to show me."

Her husky voice nearly caused him to shiver and her words both made him feel warm inside and let a wave of heat wash over him. "So, I can show you something new after all?" He whispered, his hands cupping her face.

"You already did…. The kiss… it was…." She stammered, not able to think coherently, now that he was so near and their breaths were mingling.

"Good?" He asked, glad to be able to unsettle the experienced Dr. Brennan. After all, she unsettled him too, so it was all just fair, right?

She simply nodded. He skimmed his thumb over the smooth skin of her cheek, a slow caress. "You want a repeat performance?" He whispered, his nose almost brushing against hers.

"I want you." She whispered huskily. She had hardly spoken the words when Booth's mouth covered hers, his lips pressing against hers, his tongue demanding entrance. Heat flared between them and she knew, he was going to show her what she'd missed out on despite all her experience. Finally.

Soooo what do you think? I know I left out the part with the descriptions and all, but hinting at it leaves the mystery intact ;) and though this is rated M, I'm not much for too crude smut…. So, the next chapter will contain sex, but not too graphical descriptions, I guess.

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