Maybe More
Title: Maybe More
Fandoms: Bones/House
Pairing: Thirteen/Brennan
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Slight for Lucky Thirteen
Disclaimer: I don't own House or Bones
Summary: Thirteen left after House fired her instead of trying to hold onto her job, but what happens when she meets Temperance Brennan in a club and then when she decides she doesn't want to die a nobody
A/N I'd like to know which version you guys think is better
After House had fired me I decide that I didn’t care, I wanted to get out there and live what little part of my life I had left, just as I had been since my Huntington’s test came back positive. I took off and now I was in some club in DC looking to pick up a pretty girl for the night, and when I went to the bar I found her. Her auburn hair was the first thing I noticed as I sat down next to her, but when she finally turned to me I noticed her eyes.
“What are you drinking,” I questioned and she turned around in her seat to look at me questioningly, “Beer,” I teased as she continued to stare in silence. I turned to the bartender and ordered two shots of vodka and I slid one to the woman next to me and she muttered a thank you before downing the liquor in a single gulp. “Dance,” I whispered in her ear before reaching for her hand and leading her to the dance floor. She let me put my hands on her hips and sway to the music with her, but she completely caught me off guard when she pressed her lips to mine and whispered something in my ear about coming home with her.
I followed her home, and at the time all I wanted was to continue my path of self destruction, and one night stands, and I was sure that she only wanted one night too, but when I awoke the next morning to an empty bed and the smell of pancakes cooking, and coffee brewing I was left unsure. I slowly stepped out of bed, not bothering to redress, and I walked to the kitchen and placed my arms around her slender waist and whispered “Morning beautiful,” in her ear.
“Why are you so clingy,” She questioned and I could only react with a look of complete confusion, “I was under the impression that you only wanted sex last night, and nothing more,” She added, and I was shocked by her simple statement. I had followed her home with only that intention, but now I felt differently. The path I had been following before had caused me to lose my job and now I was starting to realize that when I died no one would care, no one would morn, and I didn’t want to leave this world as nobody.
“What made you think that?” I asked softly, as the realization began to hit me. Maybe I wanted her to remember me, and not just as a one night stand.
“You didn’t bother taking the time to learn my name, before you came to bed with me,” She said softly, and I hoped that she had realized that she hadn’t bothered asking mine either.
“Remy Hadley,” I whispered softly before pressing my lips to hers, and she soon reacted to my naked body by deepening the kiss, her warm tongue entered my mouth with care and she slowly began exploring every inch.
“Temperance Brennan,” She panted in response as we parted and I reached out to turn off the stove before lifting her into my arms.
“Temperance, maybe my intentions last night were different then the intentions I have now,” I whispered as I carried her back into the bedroom. I removed her shirt and panties with ease and I slowly began kissing her neck with great affection, and she moaned at my effort. It didn’t take long before my lips fell to her full breasts and erect nipples, and I lavished the puckered pink flesh with attention. I carefully teased each with the tip of my tongue, before suckling gently and finally biting down hard on each sensitive bud, leaving Temperance screaming in pleasure. She enjoyed each stroke of my tongue against her burning hot skin and I knew it as I swirled my tongue around her navel, slowly, teasingly. She was longing for me to touch her just a little bit lower, but I found that teasing her was more fun, but I knew I’d have to give into her eventually. I ran my finger tips across her inner thighs only to enjoy her squirming one last time, before I bent over and inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal, and I knew I could deny her no longer.
Cautiously I slid my tongue out to tease her clitoris, and the loud moan that met my ears startled me into biting down against the swollen muscle. “Remy please,” She whimpered and I found that I enjoyed the sound of my name on her lips. I slowly removed my tongue from the sensitive muscle, only to replace it inside of her. I teased her walls gently with my tongue before sliding my fingers into her and teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue. One more flick of my tongue was all it would take to bring her over the edge into complete ecstasy, and sure enough she came right into my mouth.
“Wow,” She murmured as I lay down next to her. She was speechless and I was sure now that even if she wanted nothing more to do with me after this, I would be remembered.
“I’m going to die,” I whispered, into the silence, and her face contorted into a look of confusion, and I could hear the words “We’re all going to die,” but before she could say them, I continued, “I have Huntington’s,” I finished, and I saw understanding in her eyes. She didn’t pity me like everyone else, and that was what I wanted, I didn’t want pity, and I didn’t want to be alone, and she knew that I didn’t want to be alone. No words were needed as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled the blankets tightly around us.