Sorry in advance for sort of the 'mega-posting' in the next couple of hours, but I want to update this story thread or whatever it's called with all of the Smut-tweets I already have in existence. So, you may receive a few story alerts, but if you have followed me on Twitter from the beginning, nothing will necessarily be new. Hope that makes sense. :)
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Booth thought maybe he should pinch himself, just to make sure this was real. After all, he'd had plenty of dreams that involved his beautiful partner over him. He'd wake up with his palms open and lifted, ready and desperate to touch her soft breasts, cup her curvy hips, or rub against her sleek thighs. But this WAS real. His eyes were open, and when he took a risk and blinked a couple of times, he realized it really, really was real.
She'd really smiled at him when she opened her door to his knock.
He'd really been so stunned by the everyday gesture that he'd been unable to stop himself from placing his hands on her cheeks and kissing her softly.
And she'd really gasped before twining her hands in his hair and keeping him just where she wanted him. Well, hell, it was right where he'd wanted to be too.
And she'd really pulled him into her apartment, wrapping around him.
His reason for coming in the first place (and how long had it been since he'd been making up reasons anyways?) had quickly left his mind as his only thoughts centered on her and how to keep this going.
When she'd opened her bedroom door and pushed him through, quickly working to remove her own clothes, he'd thought to complain, but the no-compromising look in her eyes had pushed him into action and soon he'd been yanking off clothes as fast as possible, hopping awkwardly toward the bed to pull off one sock as he tossed his t-shirt in the direction of her bedside table.
They'd fallen to the mattress together, limbs tangled, lips pressed together, naked skin on naked skin. He'd shivered in her arms. Damn it was good to feel a woman again. And not just any woman, he'd known. This woman. His woman.
And now her beautiful body was in his hands, over his body, sinking down on him. A strangled gasp left his lips. "Temperance," he choked out and felt her tense up.
"Don't…" she left small biting nips at his jawline. "Don't call me that."
Booth felt her internal muscles clench around him and knew she was close to coming. The knowledge and desperation in her voice actually stemmed the tide of his impending release. He knew it was cocky, but he couldn't help the smile that curved up one side of his mouth, even as he slid one thumb against her inner thigh.
He began to use his thumb on her trigger and she began to pant. Hell yes, he thought.
"Damn it, Booth," she panted in his ear, the most beautiful sound he'd heard in a long time. "Say it."
He chuckled and pressed his thumb harder, moving his hips from below as she trembled above him. "You are so sexy…Dr. Brennan."
She grunted her annoyance while at the same time grinding her body on his in pleasure. And he couldn't help but laugh at her, just a bit.
But then she clenched her thighs on his and began to rock, leaning back to meet his eyes. His own eyes widened at the desperation in her gaze. "Please," she begged. "Please…"
Booth swallowed hard. She needed him and only what he could give. He grew serious immediately and leaned up to rest his weight on one elbow. This cradled her body against his and allowed him to lean in and press his lips right next to his ear.
"I know what you need," he murmured, letting his thumb rub in gentle circles. "You need to know that I'm completely yours. And I am, baby. I'm yours."
She gasped, her breasts tightening against his hard chest. But he wasn't finished.
"But you're mine also," Booth continued, leaving little nips and whispered kisses against her neck and throat. "And there's something else that's mine too…"
Brennan began to pant, knowing he was close to giving her what she wanted. It thrilled him that she was so completely aware that this was happening between THEM. Not just sex…but sex together. Finally. They'd waited long enough. He'd waited long enough, and she was currently desperate for him to put an end to that wait. So he began to move thumb in the opposite direction, the change in course making her incoherent with need. "Booth, please," she whimpered.
"Ready, baby?" he asked, laying on his back. She fell forward, resting her elbows on either side of his shoulders. With his free hand, he smoothed her hair away from her face until she was looking him in the eye. With a soft turn of his jaw, he smiled. "Bones."
She forced her eyes to remain open and locked with his, even as she convulsed all around him, the sound of his name for her exactly what she'd needed to push her over the edge. They'd both known it. "Bones," he repeated over and over as his hips rocked upward, the release he'd stemmed now rushing through him in full force.
Brennan once again clamped his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his, swallowing his name for her as she welcomed his release into her body.
With a gasp, she pulled back to breathe and collapsed onto him. Booth managed to rub her back gently and inhale as deeply as he could. "Bones…my Bones."
She sighed in his arms, "You're mine too." And with that, she pressed soft kisses against his chest until they fell asleep.
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