AN/ this is stupid af. Bisexual disaster Brennan. Quirky horny if you will
Ground State (Or The Importance Of Realizing The Difference Between First and Second Ionization Energy)
"Hodgins, are you sure we should be doing this?" Brennan said, as Hodgins peppered kisses down her neck. He stopped, breathing hard as he gripped her hips. The two had only met a few days prior, and had hit it off- they'd gone on a fes dates, but Brennan was starting to question whether sex with coworkers was ever a good idea.
"It's just sex, Brennan," he whispered against her neck, "No strings attached."
"Y-You had sex with Hodgins?" Angela asked in disbelief, her mouth opening and closing like a fish as she furrowed her brows at her friend's revelation. They had been talking about past sexual encounters- a topic Angela simply loved, when Brennan had let it slip out that before Angela had even started working at the Jeffersonia, she and Hodgins had had a few sexual encounters, before deciding to be friends. The two had bonded over their mutual love of science, but that's all there was to it, really. A bit of tension- an itch that needed scratching, and that's all there was to it. Brennan raised an eyebrow, detaching her eyes from her computer to look at her best friend. She shrugged, scoffing at her friend's indignation.
"Ange," She started, but her confidence faltered as she saw how affected by it her friend seemed to be by the information she'd just unloaded upon her. "I can promise you that it was just that- sexual intercourse. And besides, we decided we were better off as friends- well, colleagues back rather than lovers. It never went farther than that, and we never intended to pursue a personal relationship."
"Bren, that's insane." She said, her face contorting into a frown as she sank further into Brennan's couch, dramatically swiping her arm across her forehead. "You and Hodgins?" She almost yelled, more to herself than that to Brennan, "And you never told me?"
"Ange, I have great ability to compartmentalize," she tried to reason with her friend, "There are no lingering feelings between Hodgins and I- not that there had been any besides lust. Besides, I don't see how it was ever relevant," She said, shaking her head and putting her focus back on the computer screen in front of her.
"Honey, Hodgins and I are engaged. You'd think you would have bothered to tell me that at some point," Angela crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
"Ange, I fear if I had to disclose every sexual encounter I'd had with anyone in this institute, we'd be there for a while," she chuckled to herself.
"I'm sorry?" Brennan didn't see Angela coming up to her and planting her hands on her desk, "So... Who else did you do the nasty with?" She looked at Brennan in the eye, smirking, as if defying her, "I mean, besides Hodgins and I?"
"Well," she tilted her head slightly, "There was the time- right when Cam started working here, and I-"
"Oh my fucking god," Angela said, facepalming herself. She plopped herself on the floor against Brennan's desk, causing the former to rise from her chair and look up to see what her friend was doing. Angela was fanning herself with her hand and vigorously shaking her head, staring ahead of her as if in denial of some sorts. "Honey... Honey, we need to have a fucking talk," she said in a strangled voice, taking a few deep breaths, "Okay, you can't do these things and just not tell me about them. Not after I told you about that one time- actually, I don't even want to think about that ever again, ugh. Anyways, I thought you and Cam hated each other at first."
"Ange, it only happened once-" she said, her voice rising a little in pitch as she tried to express her own frustrations, "It really didn't mean anything. I think our pent-up frustration at each other was... somehow... translated into sexual feelings- the term you taught me about would be 'hate sex'. It's no big deal, and it wouldn't be the first time something similar occurred. You know it took Booth and I thirteen months to be able to be in the same room again after her first case, no matter how great of a lover he was," Brennan tilted her head, examining Angela's shocked expression, "B-but next time I'll try to disclose it."
"Bones! We got a body," Booth said as he walked into Brennan's office, "West Virginia, Chop chop!" He said, ushering her out of her chair and out of the office as she protested, leaving a dumbfounded Angela on the floor of her office, "You know how mad you get when the techs put their hands all over your remains."
"Booth, you can't just waltz into my office like that and take me away. Angela and I were discussing important matters- at least to her."
"What the hell does that even mean?" He asked, frowning as he dodged the lab employees that were barraging him.
"Sexual matters," Brennan clarified, following him and glaring daggers in his back, "I think Angela may be mad at me because Hodgins and I had sexual intercourse."
Booth stopped dead in his tracks, "Whoa," he said, turning around and staring at her as if she had grown a new head, "You and Hodgins had sex? Of course, she's going to be mad at you Bones, they're engaged." Brennan's eyes widened as she understood how her sentence might have been misinterpreted. She felt a little offended that Booth would assume Brennan would be okay with having intercourse with her best friend's fiancé. While she herself didn't believe in monogamy, she would never ever betray a friend in such a way.
"No!" She protested, "Booth, I meant- before Hodgins and Angela even met. When Hodgins and I first started working together, we... went for drinks, and had sexual intercourse. To us, it really didn't mean anything- we made a decision to remain friends and coworkers after the fact. But then, I told her about the time Cam and I had intercourse-"
"Hold on," Booth said, raising his hand, "Since when do you have sex with women? And Cam? I thought you two hated each other?"
Brennan rolled her eyes, "I'm bisexual, Booth. I have sex with people regardless of their gender- it's really not a big deal. But I thought Angela of all people would understand, especially since she and I have had sexual intercourse as friends quite a few times. And besides, it was just sex. You know I have excellent ability to compartmentalize. That's the reason you and I managed to become partners after we had sex and essentially schemed to plot each other's murders afterward.""
Booth resumed walking, putting his sunglasses on, "Whatever you say, Bones, as long as you don't tell me. Don't need you putting images of you and bug boy... interlocked... in my mind."