It's been a long time since there's been a B&B adventure posted. Every time I thought of something for this series it ended up as something bigger and a multi chap fic.

But finally here's one and it came out smuttyXD

Thanks to Caris Bennet for reading and suggesting the title.

Disclaimer: Bones belongs to Fox.

On a strangled groan Booth woke up. He blinked several times, taking in the darkness in the room.
He'd had such a weird dream; a faceless woman by his side and Brennan...he kept looking for his partner, but he never quite found her. It was upsetting to have such a dream.

With a sigh he turned on his side, seeking Brennan. Before he reached out he noticed her side of the bed was empty.

"Bones?" He called with a raspy voice. He waited a few seconds, listening to pin point her location. After a few moments he rose from the bed.

He padded out of the bedroom in just his boxers, a small breeze hitting him once he reached the hall.

His daughter's room was dark and she slept soundly. Booth smiled softly, admiring the peaceful baby. Quietly he exited after placing a kiss on the little girl's cheek.

"I had that in mind." Booth followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen. He saw her walk over to the sink, cell phone in one hand and a mug in the other. "Yes." Brennan agreed, a small chuckle escaping her as she placed the cup inside the sink.

Watching her was enough to calm his anxiety after his confusing dream. They were together and raising their daughter.

They were a family.

Taking a step forward Booth took in every detail of her. The way her sinful little sleep shorts barely covered her bottom, the loose ponytail that exposed her neck and the bare skin on her shoulders and arms left by the tank top she was wearing. Her scent and voice all worked in conjunction to remind him of the present. They were home.

"I see what you mean, Angela." Brennan responded as she felt arms wrap around her form. Her eyes darted to the clock on the stove and realized it was past midnight. "Hey." She landed a hand on Booth's arm. He gave her a squeeze in form of a greeting.

He held her, resting his chin on her right shoulder. She had the phone pressed to her other ear so he wasn't able to catch the full commentary on Angela's part, but he still knew what the conversation was about: little Christine's first birthday party. The women had gone nuts over Michael's first birthday and Booth suspected his partner was going insane with their daughter's.

Brennan was stressed, he knew. Her work at the Jeffersonian was just as demanding as ever. The deadline for her latest novel was approaching. She was working long hours as it was and now it seemed she was going to start getting out of bed to plan a birthday party that was still a few weeks away.

Not on his watch. He was going to get her to relax and rest, even if he had to coax it out of her.

Brennan felt his hands roam over her torso. She liked the contact and allowed herself to lean back against him. His lips curled into a smile at the open invitation.

She knew the conversation was ending, but the feel of one of his hand closing around a breast before moving to the other had her momentarily blocking out her chatty friend.

"Goodnight, Angela." Brennan managed to choke out, eyes falling shut at the sensations invading her body. The artist laughed as she understood the blatant cut to their call and wished her friend a goodnight as well.

"Booth." Brennan whispered his name as she tossed her phone on the counter next to the sink.

"Bones." He breathed her nickname on her neck before nipping along her jaw in search of her lips.
He kissed her with enough tongue to demonstrate he'd missed her upon waking without her in bed.

When the kiss ended they were both slightly breathless. Brennan explained how she couldn't sleep and decided to get some work done. Her friend sent her a text and after some back and forth they decided to just talk.

"Hmmm...doesn't Angela sleep?" Booth asked his partner, slipping a hand in the waistband of her shorts. Brennan's response was lost when his fingers skimmed along her entrance. "You need to relax, Temperance." The use of her given name had her snapping to attention. Brennan nodded as he told her she needed a break. It was the weekend and she should just 'chill'. "Don't add to your load the stress of planning a perfect party that isn't even here yet." When she tried to protest, he dipped a finger inside her heat.

"Ohh..." She moaned, her hands coming to rest on his thighs. "I want...I want her first..." His lips shushed her. He understood what she was getting at because he wanted the same thing.

"We have time." He assured, pressing her more against him. "Okay?" He reminded her they were a team.

"Okay." Brennan repeated, abandoning her cataloguing of tasks that awaited completion to enjoy what he was giving her.

"Good." His warmth enveloped her and she rubbed back against him. "Mmm...yeah." He encouraged as his lips traveled along her clavicle and his fingers pumped her with increasing rhythm.

He worked her, but when she was near the edge he slowed her back down. "No. Booth!" Brennan huffed out her displeasure. His sexy laugh rumbled in his chest and vibrated across her back. She was aware of movement behind her and of rustling clothing, but even so, a loud moan escaped when he entered her.

"Oh! Yes,yes,yes,yesss!" She encouraged his actions, not wanting him to stop. Booth grinned, fingering her bundle of nerves while simultaneously filling her to the hilt.

Her release washed over her entire being and it was sensational after a full work week. It took her several minutes to catch her breath and to realize he was still hard. A wicked chill ran down her spine as she anticipated what was still to come.

"Uhn." He slipped out, turning her to face him. His felt a lump in his throat at the sight of her looking so lovely flushed and smiling. His mouth slanted over hers as he steered then towards the bedroom.

She landed on the bed, propping herself up on one elbow to admire the sight of his naked body.

He struggled to kick his boxers aside, his impatience getting the best of him. Brennan's laughter at the incident filled him with warmth and desire. He loved that woman and everyday he spent with her in their shared life was a gift he cherished dearly.

Brennan shimmed out of her clothing and tossed it his way. "Come here." Brennan invited him to join her and he complied, his body covering hers as their lips met.

What started out as a playful kiss turned serious. "I love you." He said softly, framing her face with his hands. "So, so much." He added, leaning in for another kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck and she slipped a leg over his hip, gaining leverage to flip them. Their kiss ended on a laugh as he realized she was now on top. Her hair was let loose on their way to the bedroom and now it fell forward, serving as a curtain that shielded them from the outside world.

"I love you, too." Her private gaze and shared space screamed intimacy. Intimacy that melted him into her.

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