Hey, T is up! And so is the weekend...

Grr.

Tasting in the tent

Raping his knuckles excruciatingly slow over her stomach, Booth allowed his tongue to take the same path, languidly across her midriff. He could hear the slight hitch in her breath as he repeated the notion, just lower and more adventurous.

He could never get enough of her sweet tasting skin, her appetizing essence the reminisce of some sort of ripe, exotic fruit; a kind where it's crisp, delectable juices can make any man thirsty and crave for more.

And Seeley Booth was downright addicted to her flavor.

Swiping his tongue lazily down her inner thigh, he continued to torture her with his skillful oral talents. Brennan was literally arching up to his mouth, bucking and gasping each time she felt his hot breath return to her body.

First she would feel the familiar cutaneous sensation of his tongue encircling her most intimate zones, only the tip of his muscle making torturous contact. Then something truly outrageous would happen, something that drove her wild and thrash violently beneath him. Something she liked to call the 'Tongue Tornado'...

Suctioning his mouth expertly to her erogenous area, Booth would swirl and lather his clapper right over her clit, urgently sucking and flicking with everything he had to bring her to the brink of insanity.

He never failed to draw a very satisfied moan from his captive, a frozen look of sheer pleasure building at the base of her spine, etched into her features as she clawed at the release that was sure to follow after his brilliant lips smacked and licked up her delicious body.

Tonight was no different.

Squirming and thrashing underneath him, Brennan was literally on the cusp of something truly stupendous, when he stopped.

Expecting to feel his mouth return, she was momentarily left whimpering, desperately hoping to gain some relief from the tightness deep inside her core.

"Booth?" Brennan called for him, her shaky voice sounding vulnerable to her surroundings and current position. She was about to call again, however was cut off by the deep moan that escaped her throat as he thrust two long fingers into her moist, dripping heat.

"Yes! Oh yes, Booth!" She cried and twisted the sheets that lay on the tent floor. Bracing herself mid way in the air and back again, Brennan rode out the orgasm that erupted and shook deep inside of her, his fingers triggering the most sensational pleasure she had ever experienced.

And he was still yet to bury himself in her scorching heat.

Watching her chest emergence begin to lose it's erratic flow, Booth waited for her shut eyes to reveal their familiar shade of blue, wanting to gaze into their deep depths until he was as lost at sea as her ocean surf pools of turquoise were.

"Wow." Her eyes flickered open after a while, the awe and wonder behind his previous ministrations making her orbs less of a sea but more of a stormy turbulent flow, the sinfully dark extent of her pupils making Booth rock hard in his clad, tight boxers.

Well, harder if you count the raging twitching that had been going on down there during the time he had spent tasting her mouth watering body.

"Enjoy that?" He asked huskily while leaning over her body like a predator about to prance on it's targeted prey. Brennan grinned wickedly and returned his self satisfied smile.

"Very much, however I feel as if the pleasure was only shared partially on one side, wouldn't you agree?" She nipped playfully at his lip before sucking the bottom sultrily with her tongue. Booth groaned and tilted his head down so that he could also engage in the mouth exploration.

"Mmm, I wouldn't say that, Bones. Your body tastes better than anything I've ever eaten..." He delved his tongue inside her mouth, slowly sliding it over the roof before tangling with hers. He could have feasted on her lips all night.

"...Better than pie?" She teased and gasped into his mouth as Booth found a particularly sensitive area around her breasts.

"Oh yeah, way better," He rolled a nipple in between his fingers, while is other hand trailed lower down her torso. "But I'm sure you already knew that, because I just can't keep my mouth off of you." He broke away from her mouth and began making a path of hot open mouthed kisses down her neck, mapping it out with all the precision and care in the world.

"Oh God...I do love your mouth...ah, but I think it's time I got to sample some of your rich tasting anatomy." Using her strong legs, Brennan clamped her thighs over his waist and flipped them so she was now the top layer of their single sleeping bag, Booth being sandwiched in the middle. Not that he minded...

"You know, I like a woman who knows what she wants." He huffed sexily, the surprise attack tragedy to get him underneath making him extremely turned on to the brink of actually wanting to be dominated by the goddess rubbing her bare sex right over his cotton covered erection. And Seeley Booth was never one to be submissive.

She raised an eyebrow, the shroud of seduction she had over this man making her question the hierarchy in their encounter. If he was willing to give up control for her, then she would damn well make it worth his while.

Reaching down for the soft material between her legs, Brennan began to lower his boxer shorts down over his hips, tortuously ghosting the back of her hand over his angry cock. Booth hissed and bent his body so that she could pull the entire piece of garment down his long, muscular legs. The impressive piece of anatomy that bobbed up around a dark dusting of hair sent desire streaking through Brennan's core, her out of control libido seemingly on auto pilot when it came to controlling her urges around Booth.

Moving down his legs, Brennan lay her head directly in front of his hard on, nonchalantly leaning a cheek on the inside of his thigh and giving him what was probably the most, single hot, seductive look he had ever gazed upon. It took all his self control not to come right there and then, the visual image of Brennan between his legs almost too much to bear.

"Do you want to see what I can do with my tongue now, Booth?" The angel like voice was anything but innocent; his cock throbbed at the ridiculously erotic words that left her mouth and whispered up the base of his shaft.

"Oh god Bones...yeah." He groaned through gritted teeth, the mere sight of her mouth lowering onto his manhood a powerful picture to behold, however it was her extraordinary mouth that really got things talking...well on his behalf, gasping.

He bucked his hips upwards as the delicious heat enveloping his member traveled up his spine and sent pleasure coursing through his body. His silent cry made Brennan's eyes flicker up and she got a naughty look in her eye. Booth really did taste amazing, his fully grown and large member made her hungry to continue her assault on his sex. She wanted to indulge in the image of him coming in her mouth, however also wished to savor every last drop of his manly, tasty essence.

Making appreciative sounds downstairs, Brennan began to moan as she sucked him hard and slow, causing Booth's eyes to pop right open.

"Fuck." He almost wept as she licked and teased her way fully up his shaft, enjoying every minute of her sweet oral torture. The noises she was making though...he had to fight to keep breathing.

She licked his head once more before taking him in fully, figuring now was the time to let loose and bring out the big guns.

"Oh GOD Bones!" He could feel the heat rising inside of him, the tight coil within his stomach almost ready to unleash a series of shakes and shudders.

Just one more stroke of the tongue...And...

"Booth?" Brennan's voice whispered in his ear next to him, her light shaking causing him to stir in his sleep.

"Wha-?"

"Sorry for waking you...You were calling out my name, I presumed you were trying to get my attention." She sounded sleepy and her hair was all tussled adorably around her shoulders.

Booth looked at his surroundings, noting that they were in the same woods and tent as they were in his dream.

Dream?

Booth furrowed his brow bewilderedly before turning back to the beautiful other occupant of the tent in which he laid in.

"Um, yeah...I-I was just um..." He searched for words, his embarrassment as well as his straining erection evident beneath the small layer of sheet between him and his partner.

Brennan looked at him curiously for a second, attempting to read his facial expressions with the best of her ability. Raking her eyes over his body, her gaze stopped short at the obvious hard-on prodding promptly up from the covers of his sleeping bag.

Brennan's mouth parted slightly in shock, while her tired eyes widened in realization.

Booth wanted to die.

Before she could utter another word, Booth held up his hand and sighed.

"Before you go on about how it's a perfectly natural response, considering our close proximity and the fact that we're in the woods, far away from all the other FBI Protocol and agents, that I can explain why-"

"Why you were calling my name out during sleep.?" Brennan had yet to remove her eyes from the unmistakable morning erection that was on display because of her.

How to feel about this situation...

"I'm sorry, Bones." I'm sorry??? You've just scared her off with your man glory! He felt ashamed of himself. Because of his stupid, selfish libido, Brennan was made to feel like she'd done something wrong.

All she'd done was send him into a spiral of wet dreams and sexual, erotic fantasies...

"You were having a sex dream about me." Brennan concluded and finally met his penetrating gaze. Booth opened his mouth to speak but found he had nothing to say.

He nodded slowly and bowed his head, mortified that he had been caught out. Quite literally...

The tent was silent in the short time that followed, neither sure what to say or do to cure the awkward muteness that had settled over their bodies. Brennan was deep in thought, her brilliant mind working at a mile a minute.
Slowly but surely, a naughty smile graced Brennan's lips as she placed an absent hand on Booth's thigh.

"Is there anything I can help with?"

Booth's eyes shot open. Oh yeah, there's a few things you can help with...


Ooh...Booth likes being dominated. Maybe I could use that against him in some other fic...hmm.

U is up next, so if there's any life out there, please share your ideas and insight.

Reviews are welcome ;)