D is for Dank
Author: ae
Fandom: Bones
Claim: Angela/Brennan
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 171
A/N: Thank you kindly to all those who have been encouraging in my quest to manipulate Angela and Brennan into compromising situations. :)
It was a complication. It was the only thing Angela had ever seen Brennan take a passive role in - the seduction was one-sided and Angela’s work was cut out for her. Brennan would give nothing, wouldn’t visibly soften, but if Angela had the strength to forge ahead she knew now that Brennan would let herself be coerced. The rewards for perseverance were complex but they were sweet.
Angela still had her pencil in her hand when she pushed Brennan back against the cold metal of the lab table, hip bone to hip bone, and kissed her with all the grace she could muster. She was well-versed in the rhythm and unapologetic for her action, and the momentum took a sharp turn as they crested the learning curve. Brennan’s hands grasped the edge of the table and in a moment of utter out-of-control, she rocked her hips forward in need. It was measured and nearly imperceptible, but Angela’s experience and her intense attention called it out like a flare in the dark.
Fandom: Bones
Claim: Angela/Brennan
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 171
A/N: Thank you kindly to all those who have been encouraging in my quest to manipulate Angela and Brennan into compromising situations. :)
It was a complication. It was the only thing Angela had ever seen Brennan take a passive role in - the seduction was one-sided and Angela’s work was cut out for her. Brennan would give nothing, wouldn’t visibly soften, but if Angela had the strength to forge ahead she knew now that Brennan would let herself be coerced. The rewards for perseverance were complex but they were sweet.
Angela still had her pencil in her hand when she pushed Brennan back against the cold metal of the lab table, hip bone to hip bone, and kissed her with all the grace she could muster. She was well-versed in the rhythm and unapologetic for her action, and the momentum took a sharp turn as they crested the learning curve. Brennan’s hands grasped the edge of the table and in a moment of utter out-of-control, she rocked her hips forward in need. It was measured and nearly imperceptible, but Angela’s experience and her intense attention called it out like a flare in the dark.