Burdens that allow them to fly.

Jun 23, 2009 17:05

Who: Temperance Brennan and Seeley Booth
When: Right after this.
Where: At Booth's Hotel Room.
Summary: When Booth reappears after being missing during a bunch of days, the partners decide to clear things up at the bar. What started as a normal partner-y talk ended up in a drinking competition which lead them to a make out session and something more. ( Read more... )

place: hotel room, character: seeley booth, character: temperance brennan

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dr_tbrennan June 24 2009, 01:12:37 UTC
When Booth finally got the door open she let out a breathe she hadn't realized she was holding. Temperance Brennan did not believe in "signs" but she was sure that if his key did not work, her logical brain might kick in, and she did not want that. She didn't want to think. Not tonight.

And before she could any further, he was forcing her to him and covering her mouth with his. She was used to being the more dominate sexual partner, taking control. She liked it. But she had to admit there was something extremely hot about having the tables turned a bit.

The kiss was searing, more so than in the bar. It was just them now. She wound her arms around his biceps and mentally noted how strong he was as she met his kisses with her own passion, stroking her tongue into his mouth.

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cmon_bones June 24 2009, 04:10:12 UTC
Their kiss became hotter as their tongues battled for dominance in each others mouths. Booth started walking backwards until his ankles hit the bed and he was instantly sitting on it, trying to take off his jacket all at the same time. It was definitely getting hot in there.

Maybe they were moving a bit too fast but he couldn't stop. She was all he wanted and now he had her. Why stop? Why slow down? There was plenty of time for delicacy in the future, at least he liked to think so.

His hands took a life of their own and they wanted her skin. Moving under her tank-top, they reached her breasts sending electrical shocks with every touch and he started dropping kisses over her belly now that he had her standing between his legs, like back at the bar.

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dr_tbrennan June 24 2009, 13:58:37 UTC
When Booth sat down on the bed, their lips lost contact and she found herself gasping for air. She was in a daze from the kissing and almost jumped when she felt his hands begin to explore under her shirt. When they brushed the underside of her breasts and he began to kiss her stomach, she couldn't stifle the moan that formed in her throat.

Her hands tangled in his hair. She needed to touch him and steady herself as she was not sure her legs were going to support her much longer.

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cmon_bones June 24 2009, 16:15:18 UTC
All those little noises she was making from his touch were driving him crazy.

Her fingers were tangling with his hair and he could tell she was using his head as a support not to fall. His hands made their way down past her ass to grab her legs, urging her to sit over him. Once her feet were locked around him he felt even more pressure growing at his crotch. It was time for her feel how turned on he was; and he bucked his hips towards her center creating a delicious friction between their bodies.

"You mind?" Booth said as he yanked her shirt off her body. Too many clothes between them, he thought.

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dr_tbrennan June 24 2009, 16:38:03 UTC
As soon as he pulled her down on to his lap she crushed her mouth back to his. Now that they had started this, she was quickly losing any semblance of control. She was trying to work on the tiny buttons on his dress shirt when she felt him arch into her.

"God, Booth" she heard herself moan into his mouth at the contact as she felt her body preparing for what was to come. Not to be outdone, she ground her center into him as she lifted her arms for him to remove her shirt, thinking that was enough of an answer to his question that she could give at the moment.

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cmon_bones July 5 2009, 23:35:28 UTC
He removed her shirt delicately and tossed it aside, before letting his hands trail their way down her milky arms. He took a moment to look at the picture she was making for him. Everything still felt a bit too unreal, but he wasn't complaining. At all. Having his partner half naked sitting on his lap, it was more than he ever imagined. Because he couldn't deny that there were times where his mind trailed off to some naughty places that involved them. Like that halloween costume she decided to ware, or the time in Vegas when she dressed up like Roxy...too many opportunities for his imagination.

Finishing the job she started, he took off his shirt and tossed it over hers forming a pile. They resumed the kissing and his hands went directly to her ass to hold her tight against him, moaning at the feeling. After a few seconds of debating the thought in his head, he parted their kiss and told her to hold on to him as he flipped her over and lay her with her back on the bed in one fast move. This way they would be more comfortable.

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dr_tbrennan July 6 2009, 03:53:12 UTC
After he removed her shirt she could feel his eyes roaming her bare skin and she flushed involuntary under his scrutiny. She had seen him appraising her body before, when she dressed up or wore something a-typical, but this was different. She was on his lap for god sake.

When they began to kiss again his shirt was suddenly gone and for the first time they were skin to skin. She let her hands roam over his chest, touching in ways she had sometimes caught herself fantasizing about in the past. Before she could do a thorough examination though she found herself pressed into the bed with him above her.

All she could do was look up at him and smirk. "I should chide you for that blatant display of alpha maleness" she teased. "But I kind of liked it."

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cmon_bones July 10 2009, 18:10:02 UTC
"You kind of liked it?" he said feeling a bit hurt.

Booth knew she wasn't one of those women he needed to impress. She already knew him and vice versa. Still, he wanted to show her how much of a gentleman he could be in bed.

He begun trailing kisses down her throat, stopping every few seconds just to look at that beautiful flushed face of her. When he was at the top of her breasts his hands carefully slided down her bra and he buried his mouth over one of her nipples while his fingers gave attention to the other one. Her hips raised from the bed as a reaction to his ministrations so he added more pressure to her center to steady her.

"Take it easy Bones, relax. We have all night" he told her in a whisper. His breath against her wet nipple making it harden even more.

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dr_tbrennan July 11 2009, 02:17:17 UTC
She frowned. "No Booth. I meant I liked it, even though I do not normally approve of...."

But she never finished her sentence because right then Booth chose that moment to attach his mouth to her nipple and any thoughts she had disappeared and her words ended in a moan.

She writhed under his touch as desire burned all through her body and centered low. "Please, Booth, more." She wanted him now, but he was having none of it and she sighed in frustration as his mouth left her nipple. She looked down to see Booth hovering over her breasts, flushed from pleasing her and pupils dilated with his own desire. "Come here Booth" she said, the urge to taste him again strong.

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cmon_bones July 12 2009, 09:29:22 UTC
When even the smallest gesture of frustration went past her lips, he realized that what he just said sounded like pure punishment to her.

She wanted him right by her mouth again and he did as he was told. They kissed devoured each other mouths, his tongue tasting every scent of her, while his hands tried to work his buckle and unzip his jeans. Who was he kidding? He couldn't wait anymore to be inside of her too.

He broke the kiss and lifted his body from hers. "I said we had all night, but that doesn't mean we have to slow things up you know?" he said and finally got rid of his jeans. His erection now exposed as in any other moment in their partnership inside of those white briefs. He lowered himself again and kissed her deeply, now starting to undo her own pair of jeans.

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dr_tbrennan July 12 2009, 23:17:47 UTC
She gave him a coy smile as he acquiesced to her request. He wanted her as much as she wanted him right now. She slid herself up toward the headboard more as she watched him take his pants off, admiring the shape in which he kept himself. "You have a very impressive body Booth" she said, which once expressed felt like an extreme understatement. And when her eyes fell to his erection she unconsciously licked her lips and felt her clit throb.

She helped him rid her of her pants, lifting her hips up as he slid them down her legs, leaving her laying up against the pillows in only her black lace panties.

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cmon_bones July 14 2009, 20:10:02 UTC
Her skin was so soft under his touch, from her forehead all the way down her body his fingers explored her. He could even feel the little goosebumps forming all over.

She was beautiful to him, always been. And actually he admitted that to her several times, but never in one as intimate and perfect as this. "You are so beautiful" he said, lowering his head to kiss her neck and nibbling her skin with his teeth. Carefully. Trying not to leave any kind of mark. "So perfect." His hands cupped her breasts as she arched into him, and the bulge between his legs growing harder with every second that passed against her center.

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dr_tbrennan July 14 2009, 20:20:28 UTC
Somehow he had managed to actually slow them down and she felt oddly okay with it. Having his hands roaming over her body was both relaxing and intensely arousing at the same time. She sighed with contentment even as the ache to have him grew stronger. All her sensations were on overload, it was quickly becoming too much to handle. And then he was telling her how beautiful she was, regarding her with such reverence in a way no other man had, touching her just so, making her body react. Making it all about her. She cursed herself as a tear ran down her cheek. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It's just sex.

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cmon_bones July 14 2009, 21:35:44 UTC
He couldn't get enough of her as his hands kept touching her. Her scent, her skin, everything, it was all too much.

Their kisses never stopped until he felt something wet over her skin. Eyes flew open at the sensation, he needed to see what was happening. He looked her in the eyes, worried, maybe he rushed things up. His thumb came to his face and tried to wash away the trail the tear left. "What's wrong, Bones?" He started to feel guilty, he would never forgive himself for making her believe he was dead and now...he was making her cry. "I'm...I'm sorry. Maybe this wasn't a good idea, I-" He didn't know what else to tell her. He tried to move off her, to give her some space, but her arms were like chains around him. "I don't want to hurt you" he finally said.

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dr_tbrennan July 14 2009, 21:55:32 UTC
She tried to wipe the tear away before Booth would realize what had happened, but of course he knew. He always did.

"I don't know Booth" she sighed as she tried to compose herself. "You're not hurting me. I think I was just overwhelmed for a moment there. It's not what you're doing wrong, it's what you're doing right. I...I don't know if I deserve this, you. I don't know if I can be what you deserve." She knew she was good at sex. Many men had told her. But Booth deserved better than that. He was looking for better than that in her. For this 'making love'. She wasn't sure she could give that to him. "I don't want to hurt you."

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cmon_bones July 15 2009, 00:05:46 UTC
"Nonsense." How on earth could she think she wasn't enough for him? "Listen to me" he lifted her chin a bit for better eye contact. "After everything you been through, that we been through, I don't think there's someone better for either of us." He traced a flock of hair with his fingers and tucked it behind her ear. "Besides, I can't let you date anymore with that awful taste you have" he told her and let out a chuckle at the memory of the several men with whom she had been through out the years. One worst than the other, of course, that because neither of them were him.

"I just want to make things the right way, I want to be sure that this is what we both want." It was a concern for him to be sure of this, they could destroy a perfect four year friendship and partnership for nothing if any of them weren't ready. And he certainly didn't want that. "Okay, Temperance?"

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