May - August 2011
They both returned to work the day after their return from Rehoboth Beach, and Booth was excited for the return of his beloved SUV. The first week was a busy one for them both. There were meetings to attend - getting caught up on any changes from the past year. Setting up schedules for the next few weeks. Casual conversations with workmates catching up on their lives.
There was a lot of teasing in both workplaces that first week. The Jeffersonian crew were thrilled with the new status of the two people who led their team - the center had held. And they loved the new Doctor Brennan they were getting to know. She had been a lone wolf for all of her adult life, and to see her happy and in love just warmed their hearts.
On Wednesday, Booth's boss, Andrew Hacker, summoned him to his office to discuss his return and to go over the current priorities for the bureau. As they were finishing up, he leaned back in his chair and Booth sensed what he was about to say. "I hear that the relationship between you and Doctor Brennan has changed over the past year."
Booth took a deep breath. "Yes sir. We are now in a romantic relationship and are living together." Hacker reminded him of the bureau's fraternization policies, but Booth pushed back that Dr Brennan wasn't an FBI employee. He also pointed out that there had been several couples who had been given an exception, and finished by bringing up their high solve rate. "Sir, you know she has stated in the past that she won't work with another agent. If the bureau decided to split up our partnership, we would lose the valuable resources of the Jeffersonian Institution."
Hacker nodded. He admitted that they were all good points, but that he wanted to talk with both of them before giving his blessing. He told him to make an appointment for the two of them to sit down with him before the end of the week.
Brennan was anxious that they get the situation resolved as quickly as possible, so they met with Hacker the next day. There was a slight bit of tension at the beginning due to the fact that Brennan and Hacker had been on a few dates the previous year. But they settled into a good, productive, even cordial conversation. Hacker had always felt the underlying current connecting the pair, and when they sat across the desk from him, he could see the loving connection in their body language and the looks that passed between them.
They were thrilled when he announced that he would approve the exception for them, but he cautioned them that they needed to maintain professionalism while on the job. There was also a thinly veiled threat about maintaining their high solve rate.
But, as it turned out, he had nothing to fear on that score because their solve rate actually increased over the next few months. Booth told Brennan that he wasn't surprised because he could feel the enhanced non-verbal connection with her. She felt it too, and it seemed like they worked together much more efficiently than they had ever done before. They anticipated each other's moves, questions, tactics. It was all a mystery to her because she had no way to quantify the changes. But he would just smile and tell her that it was the magic of being in love.
Settling into living together was both easy and difficult at the same time. Both of them had lived by themselves all of their adult lives, so they were set in their ways. But they had been so close for so many years that they knew a lot about each other. And now they were learning about little things that you only saw when you lived with a person. He had to learn to live with kitchen cupboards that were organized within an inch of their lives - and eventually succumbed and began to appreciate her systems. The first few times she saw how he seemed, daily, to miss the hamper with his dirty clothes, she pointed out the pile sitting on the floor. But after a week of complaining, she just started casually grabbing them and throwing them into the basket every time she walked by. She had decided that it wasn't worth arguing over, and that it was just another "Boothy" thing. And picking up his dirty clothes without complaining became a loving gesture.
Since it was summer, not only did they have Parker with them every other weekend, but often a few nights during the week. Shortly after their return, Rebecca had them over for dinner one night and the five of them (including Parker) sat around the table with calendars to plot out his schedule for the summer while he was out of school.
Booth felt bad that it had all fallen on Rebecca the summer before while he was in Afghanistan, so he was determined that he and Brennan would help shoulder the burden this year. So, they charted out his weeks. Two weeks of a wilderness camp he attended every summer. Two weeks of a science day camp at the Jeffersonian. Two weeks when Rebecca and Brent were taking him on a vacation to the Rocky Mountains. Booth and Brennan decided that they would take a two week vacation and have Parker stay with them. Since they had already done so much traveling, they decided on a couple of 3-4 day trips to Rehoboth Beach and to the Shenandoah Mountains, and in between, a few staycation sightseeing days in DC. That just left two weeks, and Rebecca's mother had volunteered to drive down and stay with them for whatever time they needed her.
The one area where there were never any disagreements was in their sex life. They were both pleased to find that after the newness wore off, they were very well matched in their sex drives. Booth found that he had a hard time keeping his hands off her, and she was an enthusiastic partner every single time. They loved trying out new ways to bring pleasure to each other and Brennan cracked open a few of the books that she had brought back from her far east travels. Some of the ideas they found were wildly successful, and some had them collapsing in fits of laughter when they realized that if it looked impossible, it was probably because it was.
And laughter was often a hallmark of their sex life. Sometimes they were deadly serious in their lovemaking, keeping it very sensuous. Like dancers dancing a tango. And other times it was almost like a swing dance or jive. Their lovemaking was often playful, and they made each other laugh all the way through by teasing, tickling, joking. It had taken them so long to get to this place and they were enjoying every second of their life together.
One project they started was to "christen" every room in both of the apartments. The only two rooms that were forbidden were the two rooms where Parker slept. After they had finished the quest - including a furtive coupling one night on her balcony, Booth started keeping a tally in his head so that, besides their bedrooms, they spread the love over the other rooms in both places.
One Sunday night, they were in her office at the Jeffersonian working for hours on the paperwork from a big case that had finally closed on Friday. It was a weekend that they didn't have Parker, so they decided to take the weekend off and enjoy the beautiful summer weather. After dinner on Sunday night, they drove to the Jeffersonian and entered the building just as the sun was setting. They knew the building would be empty with just a guard at each entrance, so they wouldn't be disturbed and could crank out the giant pile of paperwork from the case.
Four hours later, the pile was almost finished. She walked over to her desk to pull up something on her computer, and he looked across the room at her and thought about how much he loved this woman. He couldn't help himself and got up from the work table and walked over to stand behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck.
"Booth. We're almost done here and we're at work. Don't start getting me all hot and bothered!" He turned her around so he could start kissing the milky skin of her chest. He began whispering in his sexy, bedroom voice. "There's no one here Bones. You know the guard can't leave his post. It's Sunday night - we're technically off the clock. And this is a room that has remained unchristened."
She tried to remain detached, but his actions were quickly tearing down her walls. In her head, she finally acknowledged what he was saying - and she realized that they had the opportunity to fulfill one of her most elusive fantasies. "Okay - but at least let me turn down the lights." She turned around in his arms again, clicked into the lighting setting on her computer, and the whole room immediately darkened - leaving just a couple of soft lights giving a warm glow to the room.
"Mmmmm. Bones. How romantic." He was back to kissing the back of her neck as his hands began moving up to cup her breasts. She leaned back against him and sighed. "I've dreamt about this Booth. I started having this fantasy several years ago." She turned around and pulled his head down for a long, sensuous kiss. When they came up for air, he told her that he too had fantasized about this moment. When he went in for another kiss, he began unbuttoning the front of her blouse. He couldn't see what he was doing, but he knew her and her wardrobe choices well enough now to work by feel. And now his fingers recognized that she was wearing one of her front closure bras.
His mouth broke into a wide grin as he broke the kiss and dived down to suckle on her creamy breast. She held his head in place as she began to moan. He reached down and grabbed her legs lifting her up onto the desk. "Did you decide to wear the long flowy skirt just in case we had this opportunity?" He pulled the back of the skirt up so only her underwear came between her and the glass top of the desk.
"You'll be sorry if you break the top and I have shards of glass in my ass!" That made him laugh, and he knew this was going to be one of their playful escapades. "I'll take care of you Bones." He went back to playing with and teasing her breasts as she got more and more worked up. She reached down and found that he was just as hot and bothered as she was, so she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. She tried to push his jeans and boxers down, but couldn't reach very far, so he stopped and pushed them down himself, releasing his aching cock.
He looked over her desk, saw that there was nothing breakable in the immediate vicinity, and used both hands to sweep the contents to the floor. "Booth!" He chuckled as he gently laid her on her back. "I'll clean it up." He leaned down and his lips devoured hers. "I promise." He pulled her back toward him so he could grind his erection against her panties. They both started to moan, and he moved back down to flick and then suck on her pebbled nipples. Her hands ran over and over the muscles on his back and through his hair as she wriggled to push even harder against his engorged penis.
"Come on Booth. No more playing around. I want it hot and hard!" He started laughing and leaned his forehead down between her breasts. His head popped up and he moved up to give her a long kiss. As he raised his head, he saw her smiling and it made him laugh again. "Life will never be boring with you my love." He reached down and ripped her drenched panties off her body, dropping them to the floor.
She looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. "Really?" He smiled, kissed her again, and waggled his eyebrows at her. "I'll buy you a new pair." She shook her head and laughed as he reached down and positioned himself at her entrance. "Ready for a roller coaster ride?" She pushed against his shoulders. "Just you remember - we're lying on a glass desk." He laughed and shook his head. "You'll take the brunt of it - I'm on top, remember?"
He reached both hands down, grabbed her ass cheeks, lifting her off the surface, and pushed himself all the way into her. As usual, they both moaned at the feeling, and as he started his slow thrusting, neither of them could say a word. Their eyes locked, their mouths moved, but all that came out were a series of moans and panting. He pulled her ass up even higher, so only her shoulder blades were lying on the desk, and started to give her the hot and hard that she had requested. By now, all of their thoughts and feelings were centered on the spot where their bodies met, but deep in the recesses of her mind, she knew he was protecting her by lifting most of her weight off the desk top.
It didn't take long before he knew she was about to explode, so he leaned down and captured her mouth in an open mouth kiss, thrusting his tongue in a slow dance in contrast with the pounding he was giving her below. It also served the purpose of muffling both their cries as she came first, and he tumbled over shortly thereafter. As they waited to catch their breaths, he gently dropped his upper body on top of her. He realized his legs were a little shaky, but mentally thanked his trainer for insisting on pushing him to do leg day a couple times per week.
When he finally felt capable of moving, he lifted his head and looked down into her face. His hand brushed her hair away from her face and they smiled broadly at each other. "I don't know about you, but fantasy fulfilled here." She reached her lips up and gave him a sweet kiss. "More than fulfilled. You're a stud."
That sent them both into peals of laughter, and he pushed himself up, pulling her with him. As he set her on the floor, he rearranged her skirt and pulled it down. "It's going to be tough driving you home knowing that you're going commando." He reached down and pulled his underwear and jeans back up his legs. He reached back down and picked up the destroyed panties. He gave her a Cheshire grin as he took a long sniff and then stuffed them into his jeans pocket.
"Oh Booth! Make sure those jeans are in the hamper as soon as we get home!" He was enjoying this just a little too much and strutted around the room picking up all of the desk items and attempting to reset them in the correct places. They spent the next 10 minutes putting the last of the report together, and finally packed up to go home.
As they left the building, Booth said a hearty "Goodnight!" to the guard. As they walked toward their vehicle, she rolled her eyes and he goosed her, enjoying the feel of her bare butt underneath her skirt. All the way home, at every red light he teased that he was going to give her another quick orgasm before the light changed to green. By the time they pulled up to his apartment, they were both in a fit of giggles, so when they got upstairs, he took advantage of the "commando situation" and took her, fully clothed, against the kitchen counter.
When they finished, they were both worn out and headed right to the bedroom. They stripped down and got into bed, finally having the skin to skin contact that they had missed in their shenanigans of the last few hours. The skin to skin contact was all they needed now. They'd had several orgasms each and it was enough to just feel their bodies as they fit together perfectly, falling into a deep and restful sleep.