K is from sparra-music again- Sorry to everyone who gave me those awesome ideas, but I really liked the thought of Brennan using some of her moves on Booth...karate speaking, of course -wink- :D

And to makes things even better...B/B are in an established relationship- so all hands on! Literally...

Disclaimer: This is very annoying.....Bones...I do not own. Never have, never will.

Kinks in the karate lesson

"If you're not going to participate in this lesson and take this serious, Booth, then maybe I should just go." Brennan crossed her arms and glared irritably at the man sitting down on the floor. All he'd done was smirk and make jokes all the way through, something which she'd been fine with if it hadn't been Booth who had insisted on her teaching him some of karate 'tricks and kicks' as he so called it she knew. It had excited her that he had a general interest in something she did and was more than willing to take him through some of the steps of karate and martial arts.

She was dubious now thinking she'd taken on the right decision of letting him do his little childish fumbling around. Maybe she'd taken on too much...

"Aw, come on Bones. I was just joking around-"

"Yes and that's all very well and good, however you are disrupting the proceedings of me attempting to teach you some of the things I learned in martial arts. And let me remind you who's idea it was as well..." She shot him an exasperated look and rubbed her forehead in frustration.

Booth felt guilty for once again, wasting her time and patience. He really could be an ass sometimes, even when he didn't know it.

"Okay teacher, what's on the agenda then?" Booth jumped up from the floor and gave her his best charm smile and apologetic look. Brennan sighed and turned to take her jacket off to begin. She was wearing a black camisole and joggers, with her hair tied up in a pony tail. Obviously she'd worn the practical clothing in which to wear for exercise, however Booth's view was more fixated on the areas of bare skin that were not covered on her body. Damn, she looked good in just about anything...

He had to stifle a groan as she bent down to pick up an exercise mat, her top riding up and exposing the soft, pale skin that lay just inches from his body. He wanted to go over and touch her but knew she would not approve as she had scolded him a number of times for trying to be 'affectionate' with her while trying to instruct the lesson. He really didn't need a pissed off Brennan, who already had a black belt in martial arts, kicking his ass because he 'couldn't control his 'male urges'.

"Right, so we'll start with the basic stances and work our way up from there." She lay the mat down on his living room floor and stepped onto it accordingly. "This is called a ready stance" She moved her foot to the right, so that her feet were a shoulders width apart. Her knees were bent slightly, while her hands clasped lightly together in front of her. Her shoulders were squared and she took the readied position. "this allows you to begin the lesson as the gesture to be ready indicates you are prepared to continue." Booth copied her actions and assumed his position. When Brennan seemed satisfied with this, she stepped into a new one.

"This is the forward stance. Your sensei will tell which of the appropriate 'left' or 'right' stances will be curricular that day, however we will proceed with the left." She took her left leg straightforward to the length of two shoulder lengths. She kept her right leg straight and maneuvered her arms out as if to punch someone. "This is a deep stance and if executed properly it's hard for your opponent to pull you off balance. You got it Booth?" Brennan looked over at Booth who was attempting to copy her experienced posture and messed up his footing.

"I think so...this right?" He got his arms the wrong way round. She smiled and moved in behind him.

"Not quite, however you are performing well for a beginner. Here." She placed her hands on his forearms and moved them out into the correct position. Booth took in the time to enjoy the feeling of her hands gripping the muscles that decided to tense right there and then under her touch. She was always so soft on the outside, yet stern too. He wondered how that was possible while she shifted away from him and began going into another stance.

"Are you enjoying this lesson on martial arts?" She asked casually, while making a larger space between her legs and resuming her previous ministration.

"Yeah it's kinda fun. You're a great teacher, Bones, but when do we get to the good stuff, like chopping wood with our hands?"

"I assume you mean the knifehand strike. You need to learn the basics before we move onto the big things, Booth. There is of course an art to incising objects with the sheer strength of a person's hand, you must be experienced to possess such skill."

"And pain?" He was trying to copy her next stance without instruction, moving his leg out and placing his arms correctly in front of him.

"Presuming you endure quite a hard impact from the object itself, then yes, it would be quite painful."

"Oh...maybe I should learn to walk before I run then." Booth winced as he imagined the pain as well as the embarrassment of Brennan witnessing his failed attempt of using force against wood, resulting in a hand injury. That would cause a rift in his pride.

"I don't know what that means." He chuckled as he saw the plain look of bemusement across her face. It was cute the way her brows knitted together and her eyes came alive with the curiosity to learn something new.

"It's like baby steps, Bones. A child can't start running before he learns how to balance on his feet, just like a person can't start chopping up wood with their bare hands without learning how to kick and stand right."

"Oh...that is quite an adroit observation. I understand how you must require the use of proportion and balance before you able to continue your path of acquisition. Very good, Booth."

Booth grinned proudly to himself. She may not have said the actual words, however she had pretty much just called him smart. Ego stroke or what...

"Just getting in good with the teacher. Bones, can we do the kicks now and the..um..."

"Self defense mechanisms?"

"Yeah that..."

"Well, I guess we could skip to the more ambitious stances, if you feel you can handle going up against someone of my expertise." She raised her brow and began to limber up.

"Modest much? Yeah I think I can handle it...if you go easy on me. Beginner remember." Booth grinned cheekily at her before stretching his legs. He felt he needed to warm up if he was going to get his ass handed to him by a super hot scientist/karate teacher. There could have been a fantasy to go along with this situation, though he decided not to think about it. He wouldn't live it down if Brennan thought that he got turned on by being dominated by woman.

For a while they just practiced the fundamental kicks and moves of karate. The front kick was the easiest to master as it only took one forward kick to defend yourself from your opponent, as well the side kick and back kick. Booth's interest went further than kicks though, as he stealthy sneaked a look at Brennan's cleavage and ass as she bent down and did a kick in the air, on a few occasions. She was very skilled in martial arts and Booth repeatedly found himself in awe of her brilliant knowledge of this particular form of combat.

"And that was a reverse side kick." Brennan said as her breathing returned to normal.

"Wow, Bones. You're really amazing at this stuff...could you show me that kick you did earlier with your foot going down?"

"Oh..you mean this?" Brennan positioned herself and before he could react, Booth found himself face up on the mat. It dawned on him that he had literally just been kicked downwards and flipped onto his back. It didn't hurt much, just the landing which left him a little dazed and hurt.

He stared up at Brennan who wore a self satisfied smile across her face and placed her foot at Booth's throat, not enough to hurt him but enough pressure to let him know who was boss. "That's called an axe kick, which indeed implies what's said in the name."

"Smart ass." He mumbled as he tried to lift himself off the mat. Brennan's foot wasn't budging though and kept him firmly in place.

"I thought you said you could handle all this..." Brennan grinned down at him with a playful edge to her taunt. Booth glared up at her and grabbed her foot.

"Release my foot, Booth, or I will kick your ass, big time."

"Is that a threat or a promise?"

Booth returned her devilish grin from earlier and gripped tighter, much to the dismay and struggle of Brennan. His sharp sniper reflexes were kicking in and he was in no mood to be messed around.

In as quick as a flash, Booth had yanked Brennan down by her foot, taking away her balance and allowing her the firm landing of ending up on top of him. Booth seemed very pleased with this particular position...

"Got any more moves?" Booth looked up at her face which lay only inches away from his own. Brennan glared at him and tried to wriggle from his grasp, which he immediately deflected as Booth rolled the two of them over so that he was on top.

Smugness was the only thing Brennan simply couldn't stand to take, and right now Booth was crossing over so many barriers that she thought she may snap. Except she didn't.

Instead of that raging feeling of wanting to hit someone until you wiped the contented smirk off their goddamn face, Brennan felt something else bubbling deep inside of her.

The way Booth's body covered hers, like a huge, iron shield was absolutely sensational, as she felt the beginnings of arousal shoot through her like a fireworks display in her stomach, crackling with desire and burning with the flames of need. She looked up at him with darkened eyes and with that familiar look on her face.

"Looks like the tables have turned, eh Bones?"

"Yes...it seems you have me right where you want." Booth ceased his triumphant celebration of finally prevailing over Brennan and stared down at the woman below his body. Her pupils were glassy, while her cheeks were flushed from the shallow breathing she was making from under him. It took him about half a second before he realized what was happening.

She was turned on by their close proximity and was now as horny as hell because of it.

Booth's eyes widened and he swallowed. He both relished and dreaded that look, because whenever she wore it, it either meant she wanted it bad, or she had a plan up her sleeves to make him pay. He so badly didn't need the latter right now.

"Are you okay, Bones? You look-" Before he could finish, Brennan had claimed his lips and was now kissing him hard and roughly against his mouth. Booth groaned in surprise as she bit down on his lip and pulled him firmly on top of her, taking hold of his shirt and lunging his body downwards so her body lay deliciously between the soft mat and Booth's taut muscular frame. She moaned her delight and continued to fasten her mouth heavenly on to his, right until the need for oxygen was almost unbearable.

"Bones!" Booth gasped as she flipped them over so she once again had the upper hand of their battle for dominance. She clawed her nails up his shirt before pulling it over his head in heated flurry of blinding lust. She hungrily attacked his chest with kisses, licks and nips, reveling the masculine taste of her lover and partner while setting to work on his pants. He groaned as her feline touch made him rock hard through his boxers and caused mild tremors to travel through his body. Allowing her to take the lead, Booth began removing Brennan's clothing and flinging it to the other end of the his apartment.

It wasn't long before they were both naked and Brennan was trailing eager kisses up Booth's throat, waiting for the spectacular moment where he would dive into her and unleash all of the pleasurable, feel good sensations inside of her.

She swirled her tongue over his adam's apple, before kissing her way up to his ear.

"Do you want me to get things started, or are you going to fuck me hard like I like it, Booth?" Her sinfully, dirty sentence sent chills down his spine. Without hesitation, Booth grabbed her hips and positioned her over his fully erect member. Giving into her deliriously tight heat, he sunk her deeply down his shaft, allowing his cock to stretch and fill her in more ways you'd think possible.

"Booth!" She cried as he instantly began pounding into with a furious vengeance. Forget slow and gentle, Booth was on a mission to give this beautiful woman the pleasure she deserved and craved for.

Rocking into quickly and almost lethally, he gathered up her thighs and placed her onto the floor, never breaking the sweet contact of their bodies pumping against each other in sync. Her breathing was becoming labored and far too shallow for a coherent sentence to be shouted out, so instead she breathlessly screamed out his name and curse words as her fast approaching climax was nearing the edge.

"Oh fuck...Booth, I'm close."

"That's it, baby. Just keep going." He panted and lunged deeper and harder into her g-spot, resulting in a scream and the beginning of an orgasm. Feeling her come beneath him erupted a new sense of determination, making him want to see her hit her release harder. Penetrating her center at a new angle, Booth stroked into her until she was completely shattered underneath his firm body.

"BOOTH!" Her cry echoed through the room while Booth's own release subsided and made him almost collapse on top of her.

He kissed her shoulder lovingly before turning onto his side and clutching their sweaty bodies close together. They laid there for several moments, staring up at the ceiling with knowing smiles engraved deeply in their faces.

It was moments like that that you really appreciate the true skill of martial arts...


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