Burdens that allow them to fly.

[cmon_bones]

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.

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[dr_tbrennan]

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.

[cmon_bones]

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.

[dr_tbrennan]

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.

[cmon_bones]

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.