fic: Little Silver Friend
Author: myzinglink
Pairing: D/E
Rating: M
Kink: My version of sweetjamielee 's prompt of Emily/David: Em is anguished about the loss of her fave vibrator. Dave finds a way to make her feel better.
Today’s filming had sucked the life out of her. More precisely, David had sucked the damn life out of her. The show was at the cusp of officially beginning the Booth and Brennan relationship, so acting out the unresolved sexual tension was paramount. Unfortunately this didn’t require much acting on Emily’s part, the angst and UST was 100% real for her, and from David’s looks, touches, and words, it was just as real for him.
While drying off after her shower, Emily’s towel grazed across her already agitated clit and she shuddered. She closed her eyes and ran the cloth against it one more time, closing her eyes and releasing a soft moan. She dropped the towel, turned, and walked towards the bedside table. She reached all the way in the back and brought out the long slender box. She turned out the lights and sprawled out on the sheets. She took out her vibrator and clicked it on (1). It hummed lightly and she just as lightly brushed it over her wet lips. She needed this release so she eagerly switched it to (2). It buzzed with a little more umph and she got a little more aggressive. She was so damn wound tight she didn’t have the patience to build up to that explosive moment, she wanted it now! Without removing it from her clit, she reached down with her free hand and went to switch it to full blast. She grabbed the knob and cranked it. She heard a pop and it turned off. She turned on the light and looked at her little friend.
“Are you fucking serious! Fuck!”
Emily stared at the cracked knob and end that held in the batteries. In her desperate haste, she cranked with just a little too much force and broke the damn thing. She tried repeatedly but it wouldn’t stay on. She desperately racked her brain for information on whether or not she had another one somewhere. She was about to just give up when she remembered a purchase she made during a bachelorette party some months back. She ran to the closet and threw boxes around. On her fourth box search she found it, a remote controlled “Silver Bullet”. She turned and saw the mess she made while searching. If she hadn’t been so crazed with want and need she might be embarrassed, but not today.
She settled down to let the little object finish her off when a slightly naughty idea popped in her head. What if she waited? What if she waited until tomorrow? She could put it in when she got to work and go from there. She could hit the button whenever she wanted and no one would know, it would be her little sexy secret. Her mind wandered and twisted a little and she settled on the plan for tomorrow. Tonight she would just have to tough it out, but the pleasure tomorrow should more than make up for tonight’s loss.
She walked on set that next morning with a little more enthusiasm than usual. She smiled at her co-stars and went to hair and make-up to get ready for another day as Temperance Brennan. Almost there she passed David on his way to his trailer. They smiled, exchanged hello’s, and when he closed his door, her smile got a whole lot bigger.
When David got in his trailer he saw the wrapped box. How could he miss it, it was right by the door. He looked at it and read the little typed note attached,
“Thanks for using this and helping me out!”
His brow scrunched in confusion and opened the package. Inside was a little remote looking thing. It was about the size of a wallet photo, with two buttons. One pointed up and one pointed down. He looked it over and on the side was an ON/OFF switch. He switched it to the ON position and hit the up button. As far as he could tell, nothing happened. He looked at the object again and shook his head, what the hell was this thing supposed to do?
He grabbed the rest of his things and went over to sit with Emily. That way they could work on their lines while she was getting ready.
He dropped into the chair next to her and gave her yet another UST filled smile. Damn, if he kept this up all day, she’ll be so wet the damn bullet will shoot right out of her! Just as that thought finished, he pulled out the remote and held it in front of her face.
“Do you know what this thing is?” he asked.
Her breath hitched a little, but he didn’t notice.
“No, should I?” she answered with the best question face she could muster.
“Just asking. It was wrapped in a box and in my trailer. It looks like some kind of remote but I don’t know what for.”
Just when he looked like he was going to put it back into his pocket, he hit the up button again. This time Emily couldn’t stop the intake of breath or the surprising sound she made. She startled him and he released the button. David looked at her with confused eyes and she gave him a shy, but sly smile. His eyes went from her to the remote, and back to her again. This time, without taking his eyes off of her, he pressed the up button once more. She involuntarily jumped a little and a giggle escaped her lips. When he once again released the button, he stared at her with complete wonder.
“Is this what I think it is?” he leaned over and asked in a soft whisper.
She got an evil glint in her eye, and her answer shot right to his groin.
“Why don’t you press the up button again and find out.”
He did exactly as she asked and got the reaction he was praying for. The smile returned to her face and she subtly shifted her hips from left to right. He hit the up button again and this time her eyes got big and she shot out of her chair. Thankfully the finishing touches had just been done and she was ready to go. There was no way in hell she could stand still so she started walking to the set. After about ten steps she felt it turn off and her quick strides slowed to a casual walk. Within seconds David was walking next to her, rolling the little remote between his fingers like one of his poker chips. He hopped in front of her and walked backwards as she continued to walk forwards. He winked, smiled, and turned, jogging the rest of the way. When he got to the studio door, he hit the up button a couple times and shouted,
“Hey Em, are you coming or what?”
With control she never knew she possessed, she yelled back,
“Oh yes, yes I’ll be coming soon!”
Pairing: D/E
Rating: M
Kink: My version of sweetjamielee 's prompt of Emily/David: Em is anguished about the loss of her fave vibrator. Dave finds a way to make her feel better.
Today’s filming had sucked the life out of her. More precisely, David had sucked the damn life out of her. The show was at the cusp of officially beginning the Booth and Brennan relationship, so acting out the unresolved sexual tension was paramount. Unfortunately this didn’t require much acting on Emily’s part, the angst and UST was 100% real for her, and from David’s looks, touches, and words, it was just as real for him.
While drying off after her shower, Emily’s towel grazed across her already agitated clit and she shuddered. She closed her eyes and ran the cloth against it one more time, closing her eyes and releasing a soft moan. She dropped the towel, turned, and walked towards the bedside table. She reached all the way in the back and brought out the long slender box. She turned out the lights and sprawled out on the sheets. She took out her vibrator and clicked it on (1). It hummed lightly and she just as lightly brushed it over her wet lips. She needed this release so she eagerly switched it to (2). It buzzed with a little more umph and she got a little more aggressive. She was so damn wound tight she didn’t have the patience to build up to that explosive moment, she wanted it now! Without removing it from her clit, she reached down with her free hand and went to switch it to full blast. She grabbed the knob and cranked it. She heard a pop and it turned off. She turned on the light and looked at her little friend.
“Are you fucking serious! Fuck!”
Emily stared at the cracked knob and end that held in the batteries. In her desperate haste, she cranked with just a little too much force and broke the damn thing. She tried repeatedly but it wouldn’t stay on. She desperately racked her brain for information on whether or not she had another one somewhere. She was about to just give up when she remembered a purchase she made during a bachelorette party some months back. She ran to the closet and threw boxes around. On her fourth box search she found it, a remote controlled “Silver Bullet”. She turned and saw the mess she made while searching. If she hadn’t been so crazed with want and need she might be embarrassed, but not today.
She settled down to let the little object finish her off when a slightly naughty idea popped in her head. What if she waited? What if she waited until tomorrow? She could put it in when she got to work and go from there. She could hit the button whenever she wanted and no one would know, it would be her little sexy secret. Her mind wandered and twisted a little and she settled on the plan for tomorrow. Tonight she would just have to tough it out, but the pleasure tomorrow should more than make up for tonight’s loss.
She walked on set that next morning with a little more enthusiasm than usual. She smiled at her co-stars and went to hair and make-up to get ready for another day as Temperance Brennan. Almost there she passed David on his way to his trailer. They smiled, exchanged hello’s, and when he closed his door, her smile got a whole lot bigger.
When David got in his trailer he saw the wrapped box. How could he miss it, it was right by the door. He looked at it and read the little typed note attached,
“Thanks for using this and helping me out!”
His brow scrunched in confusion and opened the package. Inside was a little remote looking thing. It was about the size of a wallet photo, with two buttons. One pointed up and one pointed down. He looked it over and on the side was an ON/OFF switch. He switched it to the ON position and hit the up button. As far as he could tell, nothing happened. He looked at the object again and shook his head, what the hell was this thing supposed to do?
He grabbed the rest of his things and went over to sit with Emily. That way they could work on their lines while she was getting ready.
He dropped into the chair next to her and gave her yet another UST filled smile. Damn, if he kept this up all day, she’ll be so wet the damn bullet will shoot right out of her! Just as that thought finished, he pulled out the remote and held it in front of her face.
“Do you know what this thing is?” he asked.
Her breath hitched a little, but he didn’t notice.
“No, should I?” she answered with the best question face she could muster.
“Just asking. It was wrapped in a box and in my trailer. It looks like some kind of remote but I don’t know what for.”
Just when he looked like he was going to put it back into his pocket, he hit the up button again. This time Emily couldn’t stop the intake of breath or the surprising sound she made. She startled him and he released the button. David looked at her with confused eyes and she gave him a shy, but sly smile. His eyes went from her to the remote, and back to her again. This time, without taking his eyes off of her, he pressed the up button once more. She involuntarily jumped a little and a giggle escaped her lips. When he once again released the button, he stared at her with complete wonder.
“Is this what I think it is?” he leaned over and asked in a soft whisper.
She got an evil glint in her eye, and her answer shot right to his groin.
“Why don’t you press the up button again and find out.”
He did exactly as she asked and got the reaction he was praying for. The smile returned to her face and she subtly shifted her hips from left to right. He hit the up button again and this time her eyes got big and she shot out of her chair. Thankfully the finishing touches had just been done and she was ready to go. There was no way in hell she could stand still so she started walking to the set. After about ten steps she felt it turn off and her quick strides slowed to a casual walk. Within seconds David was walking next to her, rolling the little remote between his fingers like one of his poker chips. He hopped in front of her and walked backwards as she continued to walk forwards. He winked, smiled, and turned, jogging the rest of the way. When he got to the studio door, he hit the up button a couple times and shouted,
“Hey Em, are you coming or what?”
With control she never knew she possessed, she yelled back,
“Oh yes, yes I’ll be coming soon!”