Yay, new B&B adventureXD it took me a while to bring another one of these to life, but thanks to Caris Bennet's invaluable help on this one I've got it done:)
Inspired in part by the song 'el seductor' (the seducer) by Jeremias.
Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.
It was his night "off" and relaxing was an ideal choice. He'd been tempted to call up his partner and ask her if she wanted to grab a drink. After all, they'd worked a very long and tiring case for the better part of a month, away on the West coast.
But he'd decided not to. He wasn't really sure why and now as he took a stool by the bar at Founding Fathers he felt very incomplete. A drink no longer sounded so appealing without her. He fetched his cell phone from his jacket pocket and dialed her number.
Straight to voicemail.
He frowned before dialing her house number.
Three rings and the answering machine took over.
He wondered what her plans for the night were since she apparently didn't want to be interrupted by a phone call.
"The usual?" The barman asked him. Booth thought about leaving, but what the heck? He was already out and settled for a beer.
He sipped at the cool liquid, eyes darting around the room, just looking.
And then he heard her laugh before spotting her. The barman was partially blocking her from his view, but it was her alright. She was smiling all too innocently. The barman moved to the side, serving a drink and giving the agent the perfect view of his partner's interaction with a man whom he could only describe as one of those guys, one of her old go to guys for relieving biological urges.
A fuck buddy, to put it in simpler terms.
He furrowed his brow at the thought. As far as he knew she hadn't wondered down that path lately.
He couldn't quite make the actual words spoken, but he didn't need to in order to follow along.
The man was trying to score with her. She knew where the whole thing was headed, flirty eyes and enigmatic smiles pushing the son-of-a-gun forward.
Booth arched an eyebrow in question, piecing things together and remembering the closure of their case back on the West Coast…
Booth paced outside of the restroom, waiting for her to come out. Brennan emerged from the restroom, plastic cup in hand with a urine sample. The nurse approached, taking it from her. Brennan sat back down on an orange plastic chair, calm.
"I can't believe this!" He glared at the nurse. "You're shot! And not only do they have you waiting in "chairs" because there are no available beds!…" He was making a scene, but he honestly didn't care.
"Booth!" Brennan hissed at him to shut up and sit down. He reluctantly did as she ordered. "This is a community hospital. It's not a grave gunshot wound. There are more pressing cases." She reminded him of the situation.
"I know." He whispered softly.
When the nurse finally returned to send her off for X-rays Booth narrowed his eyes at her.
"You should have taken her word when she told you there was NO chance of pregnancy." Booth pointed out to the nurse as he helped Brennan walk over towards X-rays.
"Booth!" Brennan glared at him again.
"Don't worry. He's not nearly as bad." The nurse assured Brennan, sending a nod in Booth's direction.
When they finally left the hospital near dawn he was still concerned for her.
"I didn't see him. I should have protected you better…" Brennan caught him off, saying she knew what the risks were going in.
"You did protect me." She pointed out, struggling to get out of her bloody buttoned down shirt. He helped her with the task. They shared a soft smile as he took a wet cloth and carefully helped her clean up.
"So," He made conversation to keep his thoughts from wondering. "You were pretty sure there was no chance of you being pregnant." He chuckled softly, surprised when she joined him.
"Ow!," Laughing wasn't helping the injury, but she couldn't resist, pointing out that due to her self-imposed celibacy pregnancy wasn't something to worry about.
He stared at her open mouthed, definitely not expecting such a turn in their conversation. He'd been trying to deviate from such a sexual conversation. But still, he was intrigued.
"Really? That long?" He asked very shocked. Dr. Temperance 'taking care of biological urges' Brennan had gone that long without any. Definitely longer than he's ever gone.
"Yes." She nodded, not bothered at all by her admission. But he was, wondering the reason for her abstinence for such a long period of time.
He helped her settle in bed and watched as she easily drifted off to sleep.
Booth continued to stare at the scene ahead of him.
Brennan laughed again. She'd spotted Booth the instant he sat down. Steve was a great conversationalist, with 'bedroom eyes', yet Booth…
But damn! She'd made it so very clear, subtly, that SHE was ready. Booth with all his people skills, in her opinion, should have taken his cue and made a move; she knew that sort of thing was important to him.
Make him jealous? Well, it'd been a spare of the moment thing, but if it was the only thing that was going to make him get a move on it, then so be it.
Booth laughed out loud. He'd caught the discrete looks she'd sent his way. She was good. Very good. She'd refrained from crappy sex, waiting for him, on him in order to experience what making love was all about.
Seeley Booth was no idiot and he understood what it was about.
But playing the jealousy card on him! It was preposterous, but very arousing. Wait? Did he just say preposterous? That was what his favorite squint did to him.
Time to make his move.
He smiled wide as he rose to his feet, not missing the way the blond next to him eyed him from head to toe.
"I'd like to buy you a drink. " The blond flirtatiously offered. He smiled at the offer.
Brennan didn't miss the way the blonde was devouring him with her gaze. Brennan's phone chirped, indicating she had a new voicemail.
"Excuse me." Brennan rose from her seat, heading over towards the restroom's area.
Booth smiled at the blond, make his way after to the only pair of blue eyes that had more than his attention.
He reached her side, not missing her exasperated grunt.
"What the hell where you doing back there?" He was angry, alpha male mode. He caught the flickering light from her cell phone before it totally died; no battery. Okay, so she didn't avoid my call on purpose. But that didn't take away from the fact that she'd been seated next to the schmuck.
"Conversing with an old acquaintance." She answered calmly, losing the coolness when she mentioned the blond who was probably waiting for him.
They were fools. Big time fools that were on the same page and playing the jealousy card when they could have just attacked each other.
And that's what he did, crushing her to his form and kissing her hotly.
B&B
The door to her apartment slammed shut, their hands frantically working on the barriers of clothing.
"Crap!" Booth tripped as he tried to kick off his shoes, stumbling forward and falling. Her back hit the carpeted floor with him on top. "Damn!" He searched her for any injuries. "You alright?" He breathed out, eyes returning to her face.
"Of course." She replied, erupting in laughter.
"You're evil!" He joked, laughing along with her. Somewhere along the way to a more private place, her apartment to be specific, she'd pushed the right buttons with her remarks and unleashing his desires.
She knew him well and so did he, but sex on her living room floor wasn't what he had in mind. He sat up, straddling her, with the intention of getting them off the floor when her hands worked on removing his jacket and shirt the rest of the way down his arms.
"Ohmmmm!" A breathless moan escaped her lips as she finally lowered his jeans and boxers, as far as his straddling position would allow, freeing a very important part of his anatomy. He grinned at her, leaning closer to kiss her lips again.
He stood after removing the last of his clothing, completely nude in front of her and he had to do something to even it out.
She was bare from the waist up quickly, his lips trailing hot sensual kisses on every bit of exposed skin. Kneeling in front of her, he slowly lowered her skirt.
Brennan kicked her pooled panties to the side. He'd pealed them off slowly, kissing his way down her thighs and legs. Her fingers threaded in his hair, tugging for him to stand up. He followed the pull, standing before her, locking lips instantly.
He fell back on her couch with her sitting on his lap. She shifted her position, her knees resting on either side of his thighs as they ended their kiss.
"Ooohhhh, Bones!" He moaned as she fisted Mr. Downstairs, her lips nipping at his chest, shoulders and neck.
He'd shut his eyes briefly, enjoying the sensations and opened them when he felt her sink down on him. He grunted, arms wrapping around her, head bent to reach for her breasts with his mouth.
Booth flipped them on the couch, pistoning in and out of her hotness.
She felt close and just as she was about to fall over the edge he stilled his movements.
"Booth!" It sounded very desperate and she wanted to hit him for stopping at such a time.
In response, he claimed her mouth in another hot kiss. His smile was contagious as he rose from the couch, with her wrapped around him and still joined.
"It's okay." He assured as he moved towards her bedroom. "My back's good." She relaxed, giving him a sexy smile.
"Ahahah, that feels good!" He praised as her inner muscles clenched his hardened member just as they fell onto her bed.
Sharing her bed with her partner had never been this good.
So, any thoughts on this one? requests for any others are being taken:)