I decided to add a couple of chapters to this story that weren't in there when I first wrote it, and this is the first one. It's another sex scene, but also a serious discussion regarding the boundaries that they both agreed to with the arrangement. I also see her patterns changing a bit and her speech in ordinary situations becoming smoother and more in tune with her surroundings given how the "benefits" side of things would enhance and improve the platonic elements of their friendship. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for the fabulous reviews on the last chapter. Gregg.
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"You should have told me," Bones said angrily as they walked into his apartment. She had just got back from a lengthy trip to authenticate remains at a dig, only to find out that the job she had thought was hers when she left, had been given to someone else. To make matters worse, this person, Dr. Saroyan, acted as if she were her boss. Saroyan had another thing coming if she thought that she was Dr. Temperance Brennan's boss.
"Bones, I tried all last week to get a hold of you and let you know," Booth said for probably the twentieth time since they had left the train wreck. They'd spent most of the night and a good part of the morning there. Bones hadn't even been by her place yet, and they had been called to the crime scene just as he was picking her up at the airport. He was now struggling with her luggage. When he had asked if she wanted to go to her place or somewhere else, she had gotten that gleam in her eye that told him that she was very much in the mood to deal with some "urges". Unfortunately, as he was now finding out, she was also wanting to have it out with him about Cam. This whole "Friends With Benefits" arrangement, apparently, also meant that one Seeley Booth was her one and only sounding board when she was pissed about something.
"You could have e-mailed me," she retorted as she grabbed a beer from his refrigerator. She opened it and took a deep drink. Ordinarily she would have gone straight to the lab to begin working on the remains to help in the investigation, but she had bluntly told Saroyan that she was exhausted, had been up for almost forty hours and would be in the next day when she had gone home, unpacked, and got some sleep. What she was really going to do was to vent about the job to Booth, which would make her feel better, and then fuck him senseless. She loved their "Friends With Benefits" arrangement, and because of the exclusivity part of the whole deal, she hadn't had sex since the morning when she left to go on the dig. Booth had been rather impressive that morning, and she was hoping that he would be just as impressive today. It didn't help that she'd been surrounded by some very handsome men on the dig and her "urges" had increased significantly. But she hadn't given in.
No, she hadn't. She was a woman of her word, and she was very serious in her desire to keep her arrangement with Booth. The five weeks before her trip had been unbelievable. They had spent a great deal more time together, just as good friends and colleagues, but two or three nights a week they spent together on the "benefits" side of things. Booth was a wonderful lover, and she could honestly say that he was better than any other man she'd ever been with. Going into the whole arrangement she had known that he was a bit more conservative than she was, sexually, and as a result, she had expected the sex to be very satisfying, if plain. He'd surprised her, though. He was very creative in bed, or wherever else they happened to be having sex, and while reluctant at times, he was willing to try some of the things that she enjoyed or was curious about. He'd even tried the cock ring a couple of times that she'd teased him about their first night together. In all, it was a great arrangement, and she was willing to keep her word and not date or see anyone else.
The troubling aspect was her feelings for Booth. They hadn't dated, per se, outside of their usual dinners and time spent together like they always had as partners. Yet she was drawn to him emotionally. Oddly enough the fears she had over that very concept with anyone didn't surface with Booth, or if they did, they subsided almost as soon as they showed themselves. In fact, she was beginning to want him with her more and more during her free time in a non-sexual way. They'd always done things together before, and enjoyed each other's company, but this was more of a need to be near him, not simply something nice to fill time. It didn't interfere with their work in any way, or the professionalism that they brought to their cases. She was slowly coming to some realizations about her long term future, but it was much too soon to make any decisions, let alone discuss it with Booth. She had to be sure, first.
She sat down on his couch, and he joined her. She took another sip of beer and set the bottle down on the coffee table. She shifted so she could look directly at him. "Why was she put in charge of the new setup?" she asked, finally moving away from the frustration of not having been notified.
"To be fair, Bones, we've needed a professional pathologist on the team for a while now since more and more of the cases are not exclusively 'bone' cases," he began, cringing a bit when he said "bone cases". It wasn't accurate, but it explained it well enough.
"True," Bones nodded her head as she calmed down and settled into the discussion.
"Cam is one of the best in her field, Bones," he told her. "I know you'll spend time observing and making up your own mind about that, but I wanted you to have some kind of idea of how good she is from someone who knows her."
Bones had picked up on the fact that Booth knew Saroyan, and had been shocked at the flare of what could only be labeled jealousy had shot through her. It was one more piece to the puzzle she was constructing about her relationship with Booth. She nodded at him to continue.
"She pretty much got the pathologist job straight away, and the Board asked me my opinion of her when she had me listed as a professional outside reference," Booth carried on. "I had no idea the Board was thinking of adding the supervisor job to her title, too. In fact I had argued in your favor once I found out they were leaning in that direction."
Bones was very pleased that Booth had been on her side, despite the fact that it obviously hadn't been enough. "Thank you," she said a bit sheepishly, considering how she had vented her anger at him.
"Do you think she'll make a good supervisor?" she asked.
Booth sighed. He had known Cam for a long time, in fact he'd dated her for a while a few years before, but the truth was that Cam, while she could "command" a team, did not really know how to "lead" a team. That had been Booth's principal argument to the Board. This particular team needed a leader that they all could look to, and Bones fit the bill, despite her seeming abrasiveness at times, which they all accepted and thought nothing of. He had also let them know that the Squints would always be looking to Bones for leadership, no matter who was listed as the "supervisor". He didn't mention that if Bones got angry enough, she would simply accept one of the many offers to teach and do research at different universities and centers across the country. He was pretty sure that if it came to a pissing contest between Bones and Cam, with Booth and the Squints also siding with Bones, then the Board would drop Cam like a hot potato. The Jeffersonian wouldn't dare risk losing the money and prestige that came their way simply by Bones being there.
"With this group?" he asked rhetorically. "I don't think so. At least not until she learns that she can't be a boss with this group. Just give it a chance, Bones. It may work in the end."
Bones didn't want to, but her more repressed self asked anyway. "Dr. Saroyan seemed to know you rather well," she observed. "Were you involved in a physical relationship with her at one time?"
Booth knew that she would pick up on that, so he was ready. "We were a few years back," he told her honestly.
"Do you want to be with her again?" Bones asked him. That was her real fear, even though she was still having a very difficult time with the emotions she was working through regarding Booth. She was very happy with how the platonic side of their friendship had grown since they had added the "benefits" portion, and wanted to continue with their arrangement both for that and the incredible sex. Booth had conditioned his acceptance of the whole "Friends With Benefits" idea on them being exclusive. For the first time since her parents had left, she was not afraid of an attachment, though how far the attachment should go was still something she was having difficulty deciding.
"No," Booth replied with complete honesty. He liked Cam, and to be honest if he didn't have the arrangement he had with Bones he could see himself being with Cam for a while, but he liked where he and Bones seemed to be heading and the very beneficial effects it had had on their overall friendship. "Cam hinted that she wanted to maybe try again when she saw me at the Jeffersonian last week, but I told her no."
Bones sighed in relief. It was strange to be concerned about something as ephemeral as a personal attachment, but she was. She was sure that Booth felt it, too, and would want to talk about the long term implications at some point. She hoped that he would delay that until she was ready and knew exactly what she wanted in the long term. "Why?" she asked. Always curious, and not averse to discussing matters of sex, this was not an unexpected question for either of them. Only her increasing awareness of her own emotions made it more difficult.
"I like what we have, Bones," Booth admitted. He had never really told her in words that this arrangement worked for him, though he held out hope for something more tangible in the relationship in the future, tangible being a genuine relationship, not an arrangement of sorts. "I'm a better agent having worked with you, and I consider myself a better person having a close friendship with you. The intimacy we share, even though it is only to 'relieve our urges' as you would put it, only makes all of the above better. Unless you want out of this Friends With Benefits arrangement we have, I want to keep it in place."
"I have to be honest and say I was tempted on my trip, Booth," she told him forthrightly. "There were a number of very handsome men working the dig, and I was feeling my urges building. I didn't take care of them with anyone, though. I want our arrangement to continue also."
Booth sighed in relief. "I was hoping you would, Bones," he replied. He blushed a bit. "I missed you while you were gone."
Bones smiled a wicked smile. "Me or my body?" she asked with a huskier tone, letting him know she was interested in satisfying some of those urges she'd mentioned. She knew that they had more to talk about, but that could wait, as he'd given her the answers she'd essentially been looking for.
Booth gulped audibly. Bones was the only woman he had ever know that could give such a loaded response and have him ready to offer to be her slave for life. Love slave, that is. She was also the first woman he'd ever known that could be bold, in private, and it not cause him to flinch slightly. He knew it sounded prudish to describe it that way, but it wasn't. It's just that with Bones he felt that he could be uninhibited to a large degree, and she wouldn't judge him. That was the crux of it all. He'd always felt as if he was being judged with other women, but not with Bones. Who wouldn't be somewhat skittish if you felt you were being judged on such a serious part of life?
"Both," he managed to get out as he saw her let her blouse slide of of her, leaving her in her pants and a bra. He was definitely going to have to look into being her bodyguard on these trips from now on. He'd never been so horny in all his life!
"Just let me get a shower, Booth, and then we can make up for some lost time," she said as she sauntered into his bathroom, sliding the door closed behind her and latching it.
He cursed the fact that she'd locked the door. No conserving water together today, it seemed. But she did say that she would be ready to hit the sheets once she was done washing away the grit and grime of the crime scene. He sent up a silent prayer of thanks for having had the time to take a shower that morning when he'd had to go to Headquarters to make a verbal report to Cullen. He was clean and ready for action. With a smile, he rushed to his room, ripped off all his clothes, and did a quick sweep around the room to make sure that nothing incriminating, like the several pictures of Bones in a bikini he had stashed under his pillow, was left out. He was so fucking whipped! Jacking off to photos of his girl (okay, Bones isn't a girl, she's all WOMAN, but in this context Booth wasn't too worried about the proper labels, so he shrugged off the possible slight as it was only in his mind, and he wasn't about to get into a mental discussion over the use of a possessive with respect to Bones) in a bikini like he was some horn dog teenager who wasn't lucky enough to have his own porn stash was the ultimate in pathetic! When it came to Bones, though, he could live with pathetic.
"Anxious?" Bones asked from the bedroom doorway as she took in the site of a naked Booth. She had to force herself not to simply go over and throw him on the bed and ravish him.
Booth looked up, startled, and almost had the heart attack that was always threatening whenever he got to see Bones naked. There she was, leaning in a damn sexy pose against the door frame, completely naked, except for the towel her hair was wound up in.
"Let me say it again, Bones," he said in a rather ragged voice. "I REALLY missed you while you were gone!"
Bones had her eyes focused on the magnificent cock that was on full display, hard and ready to please her. She had personally missed him during the trip, but she also could echo the intentions of the second time he'd said that.
"And I REALLY missed you, Booth," she said, lifting her eyes to look into his to show him that she had missed the whole package, not just one specific piece. She had, actually. It had even gotten to the point that when she would find some rather interesting artifact, or bone, she would look up to tell him, only to remember that he wasn't there. She would have to talk to Angela about it to see what she had to say, though she knew what her friend would tell her, and she was beginning to move towards those very conclusions herself. For now, though, she wanted what was on offer in front of her. The physical, tangible side of her friendship with Booth. Moving forward, she stopped in front of him, running her hands up and over his torso, feeling his musculature, and enjoying the feel of him under her hands. She let her hands wrap around his neck, and pulled his head down for a kiss, letting her tongue explore the now very familiar mouth.
Booth was already lost in the kiss. And what a kiss! It was downright pornographic! He responded in kind, though. He also let his own hands wander a bit and explore the body he'd gotten to know rather well before she went on the dig. Yep. Everything was still there like it always was. As if there had been any doubt, but it never hurts to take a personal inventory. If her moans were anything to go by, Bones was in full agreement. Before he could say anything, though, he found himself flat on his back, on his bed, with a feral looking Bones crawling over him until her face was hovering just above his hard on.
Bones looked up at him with a wicked smile. "If I wasn't so turned on I'd give you a nice, slow blowjob to start the party, but instead," she said in a sultry tone, all the while still moving over him until she straddled his hips, grasping his cock in her hand and running the head along her very slick pussy, "I just want you inside me." With that she shifted slightly and sank down on him, taking him all in, groaning at the penetration. It never failed to amaze her how well he filled and stretched her. And of course she almost had an immediate orgasm as the head of his cock rubbed along her g-spot as it almost always did. She didn't give him time to respond to what she was doing, instead she took control and rapidly began sliding up and down his cock, slamming herself down on him, her clit getting plenty of attention in her doing so. Her orgasm was building to a massive explosion, and she wanted him to cum with her.
"Cum with me, Booth," she told him almost fiercely, holding his eyes with hers. She moaned as he hit her g-spot on every down stroke of her body. She couldn't take it anymore and just as she felt his cock lengthen and swell, she let out an earsplitting scream as she came, feeling him cum inside of her as she did so. While her body shook with some delicious post-orgasmic tremors, she slumped forward onto his chest, making sure that he stayed inside her pussy, using her inner muscles to massage his cock and hopefully keep him from becoming flaccid.
"Did I tell you yet that I REALLY missed you?" Booth chuckled breathlessly as he fought to catch his breath.
Bones lifted her head and grinned at him. "After we catch our breath, I expect you to show me EXACTLY how much you missed me," she told him as she leaned her head down for a deep kiss. "Over and over again," she added. "Having only my fingers and vibrator for the last few weeks wasn't nearly enough to take care of my urges, Booth," she informed him. She felt him twitch inside of her when she said that. She smiled wickedly. "And by the feel of you, I think your hand and pictures of me in my bikini weren't enough for you," she chuckled in sincere amusement, and affection.
"Not even close, Bones," he told her as he rolled them over and leaned down for a kiss of his own. "Not even close."
A/N: As I mentioned above, this is the first of a couple of chapters I added in order to give more depth to the final couple of chapters to the story. The next one is almost edited and will be posted the day after tomorrow. Sorry for the delay, but work has been at a frantic pace this past week. Hope you all enjoyed this one. Gregg.