A little warm and sweet smut-tweet. Like funnel cakes :)
-b&b-
On their first date, he took her dancing. And he told her he was going to kiss her goodnight.
On their second date, she took him to a hockey game. And she told him he was going to do more than kiss her goodnight. He just laughed and said he wasn't that easy. She offered to buy him dinner, and he laughed again.
For their third date, he knocked on her door, and when she answered it, he smiled and leaned in the doorway. "Where to tonight, Bones?"
Her eyes sparked and she took both his hands in hers, pulling him inside and closing the door behind him. "I have an idea," she teased, and he grinned, tightening his hands in hers and yanking her to him.
She laughed against his lips as he kissed her and lightly pinned her body between his and her hallway wall. And then she gasped when she realized that her idea was the same as his idea. The next thing she knew, she was flat on her bed, his naked body all over hers.
He kissed her all over, and his name continually fell off her lips. "Booth. Booth…Booth," she gasped. Over and over and over, only his name. Over. And Over. And Over. "Booth…"
He smiled and looked up, his eyes crinkling with pleasure, "What is it, Bones?" he murmured.
"Hmmmm?" she blinked, shaking her head to try to concentrate. "What?"
He chuckled, the low sound vibrating against her skin. "Is everything okay? You keep calling out my name."
Her breathing evened out, and she rested her hand against the back of his head. "I…it's because I can." She pulled in a deep breath. "It's your name, and…you're here. And I can." Her eyes closed again. "I like saying it."
He smiled again, his chin brushing against the skin of her belly as he continued his task. "Well, I like hearing it."
Her lips parted. Her hair splayed all over her pillow. Her shoulders and feet were planted to the mattress. "Boooooooth!"
-b&b-