Sorry about the wait- you wouldn't believe the course work I've had to endure as a consequence to studying Business and finance...err, thank God it's the holidays. One week off- plenty of time to relax and write an obscene amount of chapters. By Friday, I want to have least reached 'K' on the alphabet. So sit back, kick your shoes off and relax with 'H'.

Idea from Lunar Penguin...

Disclaimer: I will never own Bones.

Heating up in the hot tub

"Does your back feel any better, Booth?" Brennan's voice took on a worried undertone, as she lovingly rubbed Booth's lower torso, nurturing his sore muscles and taking care of his wounded spinal cord. She was taking full responsibility for Booth's back injury, massaging his vertebral bodies and treating his extensor muscles with intensive time and didn't feel like a chore to her though, she was more than willing to help Booth feel better, and if that meant rubbing and stroking all of the taut, firm muscles that flexed along his midriff, well then, who was she to deny her hunky, well structured partner of that luxury? She certainly wasn't going to deny herself of it, because although it felt as though she was using him for her own sexual desire (she wanted nothing more than to rub her body up against his) this act of making Booth groan in pleasure was strictly for healing purposes only. Well, that's what she told herself...although, her hands seemed to be glued to one certain part of his anatomy. The strong curve along his spine where his ass lay centimetres below and all so very smooth. Her fingers itched to continue further South, however she would not allow that self-indulgence, as it was all about Booth now. His therapeutic recovery was her main priority now.

"Ah...yeah. Much better, thanks Bones. Mmm...you didn't have to do this, you know."

Booth lay contented on his stomach, loving the feel of Brennan's magic fingers working wonders on his back. It hurt like hell on the front (the tent in his pants was hardly accommodating when a sexy scientist sat just inches above his ass) but other than that, his back felt okay after a few deep tissue massages from Brennan, however Booth didn't think it would hurt by allowing a few extra minutes of this glorious and delicious activity to be prolonged. After all, he was only a man, and when a beautiful woman offers her assistance to provide him overwhelming gratification, he was all for an hour long treatment session, courtesy of Dr Temperance Brennan.

"Well I thought it was necessary, considering the day you've tolerated today. I'm really sorry you got hurt, Booth." Her hands kneaded the skin around his shoulder blades, drawing an appreciative moan from Booth who literally had to dig his nails into the hotel bed below him in order to survive through the torturous stimulation that sent excited signals right down to his straining cock. He restrained himself from flipping them over so that he could return the pleasure and 'stroke' her good spots.

"Don't worry about it, Bones. I'm fine...just a little bruised is all." Brennan winced as he said 'bruised' when she remembered the way he rolled off that car bonnet and clouted the road below, the hit and run obviously meant for Booth, making her feel sick to the stomach. If the car had been exceeding the limit, Booth could have suffered far worse than a few cuts and bruises. She couldn't bare to imagine what could've happened if the car hit had gone to plan...would he still be with her? She shuddered as all the conclusions in her head led to the same answer. No. He'd be hooked up to some life support machine, far away from where Brennan could reach him. She'd almost lost him with the surgery a few months back and then two years ago after getting shot by that stalker. Her heart just couldn't take much more pain, so she was making extra precautions to make sure no bone in his body was harmed.

They had gone undercover three days before and were sharing the hotel room, so not to raise the suspicion that they were indeed, law enforcement. Today had clarified that the cover story was known and that someone was out to get them. The gang members had tried to eliminate Booth, so that he did not pose a threat to their drug warehouse. Their target was clear and Booth had just been lucky enough to escape without serious injury. He had refused medical help, meaning that a trip to the hospital was not in order, despite Brennan's concerned protests of how he should be checked out. That's kinda what had got them in the position they were in, now. He had complained that he did not like hospitals and said that if he needed a doctor, then Brennan would more than qualify for the job. He trusted her enough to let her treat his back. And right now, he was horny enough to feel as though his manhood might implode.

"That should do it, Bones. Thanks for that, I really needed it." Booth immediately felt the loss as she shifted away from his lower back and onto the bed next to him. He turned his head and smiled at her, his eyes full of gratefulness and something else Brennan couldn't identify.

"No problem. Do you need anything else?"

"Na, I'm good. Just need to-" He attempted to raise himself up on his forearms. His muscles were still a little weak though, so he just fell onto his stomach again. "Ugh. I guess I'm camping here then."

Brennan's brow furrowed at Booth's inability to move from the bed. He must still be in pain. She flinched at the thought of him suffering from so much strain.

"Here" She helped him sit up and rubbed his back again. "there's a hot tub on the deck outside. It will decompress some of your weaker muscles and provide at least some relief." She gave him a compassionate half smile before helping him stand and guiding him to the screen doors and onto the deck. After preparing everything and warming the tub, Brennan stepped back and passed him a towel.

"Everything is ready and I have modified the temperature so your muscles can adjust to the bath salts I put in." Booth looked at her as if she was the best thing on this very Earth. How could anyone say she was a heartless woman, when she was using her heart like it was the most natural thing in the world for her? He pulled her in for a hug, wrapping his arms around her and holding her so close to his chest that he wasn't sure she could breathe. She seemed surprised by this spontaneous action, but quickly settled into the tight embrace with welcome arms. She sighed and smiled against his neck.

"Your welcome." She whispered and felt him chuckle against her. They stayed like that for a couple more seconds until Booth went to go kiss her on the cheek. He hadn't planned on doing it, but it felt so appropriate for that moment, that he couldn't fight the overwhelming urge to show her how much she meant to him.

That's when things got serious.

As he lent in to place a quick, chaste kiss upon her cheek, it seemed that due to her unawareness, Brennan's head turned at the exact moment his lips were about to hit her skin.

It hit skin alright, just around the lip area instead.

You could say it was a direct collision, as both of them got the surprise of their lives as their lips made contact. They both stood still. Booth's eyes widened as the tingly feeling between their touching lips sent shivers down his spine. He was kissing Brennan. And she was kissing back.

Apparently she found this type of kiss completely acceptable and decidedly began puling him in closer, loving and relishing the wonderful friction between their connected bodies. Booth was still in shock though and almost had a stroke when he felt Brennan's eager tongue dart out, begging for entrance inside his mouth. He complied and allowed the sweet taste of Brennan to intoxicate his senses and invade his mouth. And it felt oh so very good...

He could feel her hands traveling up his front, curving around his lapels and then raking through his hair. If her little sighs and whimpers were anything to go by, then it sounded as though she was deeply enjoying their little spur of the moment kiss.

There was kissing, nipping, nibbing, licking and best of all, there was no lack of passion nor restraint in that moment. And as they parted for some much needed air, there was no awkwardness or questioning looks as to why they did share a kiss. It'd all felt right.

Booth peppered her neck with kisses, savoring every moan that escaped her beautiful mouth.

It must have been around the time where Booth's shirt hit the floor that he felt her navigating him towards the tub. He felt his belt being unbuckled expertly, while his pants found a way down to his ankles. He immediately went to undo her own shirt, but was disappointed when she stepped out of his reach and knelt down to take his socks and trousers off his feet.

Booth was now standing clad in only his boxers, when Brennan came back up from the floor to plant a searing kiss on his lips. He groaned inwardly and wrapped her closer into the embrace, keen on removing Brennan's clothing from the equation also.

"Mmm, Booth..."

She took one last leisurely nip before distancing herself from Booth's grasp.

"Bones?" He was seriously confused by how the recent turn of events had played out, however he was simply dumbfounded at how their heated make out session (and removal of clothing in his case) was ending.

"You need to relax your muscles, Booth. Get in the tub and I'll be out in a second." Her voice was breathless yet stern as she sashayed through the sliding doors and into the bedroom.

He stared after her for a second, wondering what exactly was going on. Nonetheless, he got into the tub and waited.

Booth noticed almost instantly how soothing the water was for his aches and pains and soon settled back into the side of tub. It felt pleasantly nice and relaxing, which he expected was probably the salts doing their work on his muscles.

He almost didn't hear her come back out again, however when he did look up, he found he was no longer capable of forming a coherent sentence.

There Brennan stood, in probably one of the most sexiest bikinis, he had ever seen. His mouth went dry as he surveyed the tiny bits of dark red material that covered the middle of her breasts, however showed plenty of cleavage and bare parts around her chest. Her lower midriff was concealed behind the bottom half of the bikini, designed to cover her sex, however he doubted whether there was much fabric around the ass. He groaned as he saw the long, ivory legs that stood confidently by the door and gulped as she strode with all the charm of a woman over to his desirable form.

She said nothing as she sunk down into the tub opposite him, her darkened blue eyes never leaving his as she slowly watched him hungrily take in her appearance.

He felt frozen in time as she brushed her foot slowly up his inner thigh, lightly brushing against the hard bulge that poked from it's confines. The water was working wonders on his member, so her foot was just adding to the stimulation and warmth he now felt deliciously caressing between his thighs. He groaned as her foot pushed harder and he felt a new sort of need take over his body. It was almost primal, how much he wanted her to touch him and how much he needed to pleasure her.

He growled and slowly made his way over to her, making sure to keep full eye contact with her dangerously lustful eyes.

When he was finally next to her, he allowed himself to take a gaze down at her wet body, drinking in her flushed complexion and licking his lips as he watch her arms stretch behind her, droplets of water temptingly dripping downwards.

In less than a second he captured her lips, enthralled that she responded instantly and kissed him with as much exuberance as he gave out. Their first lip locking had been sweet, endearing and gentle...and now it was furious, urgent and indescribably arousing.

Booth began untying her bikini top, fiddling with the bow behind her neck and flinging it over her head. His breath hitched as he took in her pink peaks and stifled a moan as she placed his hand over a breast. He retaliated and began fondling both until they were so tight she thought she was going to come just by the feel of his rough hands. She bucked her hips against his as he licked and bit gently into the sweets molds of her chest.

Brennan yanked his damp boxers down and threw them over the side with 'slap'. He had untied the strings of her bikini panties and was gripping the round globes of her ass and slamming her sex against his. She hissed and wrapped her legs around his waist, the bubbling heat of the water only heightening their excitement as he entered her deeply in one swift move.

She moaned breathlessly and sucked his neck, encouraging him to move faster and hit harder. Booth grunted and grabbed her hips, pulling his cock slowly out of her and quickly pounding into her, hard and reckless. He filled her delightfully and met her for every single thrust and cry.

She was close and Booth was going at an admirable speed, the impact of their love making splashing water over the sides, rocking into her furiously and causing ripples in the water. Booth hit a particularly sensitive spot which caused her to scream and dig nails into his back.

"Right there, Booth." She groaned as he changed their current position so that he was holding her just above the surface with him bending down and repeatedly impaling himself into her g-spot. She hung her head back, her lips parted and panted quickly as Booth enjoyably pounded into her one last time before watching her come apart in his arms.

"BOOTH!" Her scream was muffled by Booth's mouth claiming hers, this small gesture causing her to splinter even harder into a deep dimension of pleasure. Booth soon followed and gave into the consuming pressure that let loose deep inside her core. He groaned her name loudly. It was intense and almost violent as he continued to pump into her until both came down from their high.

Looks like Booth did get some relief from the hot tub after all.


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