The Contest BB T BE Entry -- posted by Kasper [14/09/2007]

Posted 14/09/2007 23:26:25 (14/09/2007 02:26:25 PM)

Okay this is from the caught in the act challenge. More to come after this first chapter.

The night was still young when he appeared in her doorway. Of course, it was a Friday; so many normal people had already gone. He knew that she would be there and that she wouldn’t want to leave. So he decided to bring the entertainment over to her. He found her in her office, head bent over papers with her hand moving furiously across the paper. He stood there watching, he could watch her for hours and never get bored. Only when she reached around for the whiteout did she notice the man standing in the doorway. She took in his appearance, he had discarded the suit jacket that he had been wearing earlier that day, his tie hung loose around his neck and his sleeves were lazily rolled up from the warm spring afternoon. He looked as good as he ever did in her eyes, not that she would ever tell him.

“Booth it’s seven on a beautiful Friday evening, shouldn’t you be out having fun?”

“I could ask you that same question, but I won’t because I already know the answer.” He placed the bags of Chinese food on her desk and deposited a backpack beside it.

“Booth! You’re going to get grease on the scrïpt!”

“scrïpt?” he questioned confused.

“Yes, I’m checking scientific facts for a new television show. Is there a reason why you came here, because I am not leaving this lab yet?”

“Exactly,” he said and smiled. “Since you don’t like to leave your beloved lab, I have taken the initiative to bring the fun to you! I rented a bunch of movies and I’ve got ice cream. See! I did all the leg work!”

She looked at him with a face that was devoid of humor. “Booth I have to finish this.” Her stomach growled and Booth looked at her with a raised eyebrow. She looked at him and sighed. “Fine, I’ll eat dinner only because I don’t want it to go to waste and I’ll watch a movie so that you don’t have to interrogate me.”

Booth nodded. “Deal.”

Three hours, two movies, seven cartons of food, and a container of Ben and Jerry’s later, Booth and Brennan sat on the couch watching the romantic comedy “Music and Lyrics.”

Brennan scoffed, breaking the silence that had enveloped the room for the past hour. Booth looked over at her curiously.

“What?” he asked.

“That kiss! They never kiss right in the movies.”

Booth looked over at her with a smile on his face. “What do you mean?”

“It’s always so heated and I mean it looks like that are trying to lick each others faces off!”

Booth was full blown laughing now. “So what Bones? You think you are a good kisser?”

She turned to face him on the couch and crossed her arms. “Yes I do. I’ve been told I am a very good kisser among other things.”

Booth sputtered and laughed even harder. He caught his breath and said, “Well Bones, for your information, I had quite the reputation as a kisser in high school.”

It was Brennan’s to turn raise an eyebrow in suspicion. “I think we should have a competition.”

“What?” sputtered Booth. “You want to kiss me?”

“Under the obvious conditions of a kissing contest, yes I want to kiss you to prove that I am better.”

“Okay so um how do you want to go about this?”

“Like this.” She grabbed him by the tie and pulled him forward, their lips meeting like waves crashing. Booth’s eyes fluttered closed, but he opened them in order to at least pretend that it wasn’t having the effect that it was having on him. His hands gripped the couch in order to prevent himself from running them through her smooth hair, he had to pretend that it wasn’t having the effect it was. Minutes or perhaps seconds later they broke apart, Booth breathing slightly heavily.

“That was…” she started.

“Nothing compared to this.” Booth leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, his left hand going to her cheek and his right running through her hair. He immediately deepened the kiss and Brennan kissed him back. Somehow he didn’t believe this was a contest anymore.

The door slammed open and the chipper voice of Angela was audible,” Bren sweetie it’s eleven now, why don’t you go home?”

She stopped walking in upon seeing the two on the couch. Booth pulled back quickly while Brennan looked nervous.

“I, oh, sorry. I’ll um just go now?” Angela quickly turned on one heel with a grin the size of Canada on her face. Booth and Brennan looked at each other before vaulting over the couch and hurried after the departing Angela.

“Ange, wait it’s not what you think!” shouted Booth as they caught up to her.

“It was nothing!” added Brennan.

Angela turned around quickly and the advancing Booth and Brennan nearly walked into her. She pointed a finger in their direction.

“That was not nothing, that was something. I don’t care if that was an experiment, a game of spin the bottle anything like that. You two kissed and you both liked it. That was not a little kiss; that was full makeout kiss. And you both liked it! So I want you two to march back in that office, continue what you were doing, and give me every little detail in the morning. Toodles!” Again she turned around to head out, her heels clicking echoing in the lab.

Booth ran a hand through his hair and looked at Brennan. She adopted a defensive stance, crossed her arms across her chest and dipped her chin.

Booth dipped his head to attempt to make eye contact. “Bones, ya wanna head back to your office to talk?” Booth headed back to her office and turned off the movie; the only light coming from the lab through the blinds. Brennan took a seat on the couch and Booth sat next to her, leaving some space.

“So who do you think won?” asked Booth tentatively.

“I think it was a tie,” replied Brennan.

“Huh.”

Brennan turned to face him. “What you think you won?”

“I don’t think I won, I know I won.” Booth used his charm smile.

“Oh no, no, no, no, no,” she said shaking her head. “I totally won. This warrants a rematch.”

“A rematch? So that someone catches us again and then you get all huffy and not talk to me for a day.” He shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

“Fine then. You just don’t want to lose because your massive ego can’t handle it,” she goaded. Booth looked at her for a moment and then their lips met in a dance of fiery passion. Booth moved to get closer but Brennan pushed him back and straddled his lap. Not once did they part. Brennan worked quickly to remove the tie from around his neck and discarded it on the floor. She kissed his neck while he pulled off the sweater jacket she was wearing and her hands worked at the buttons on his shirt.

Booth cupped her face and she stopped to look at him curiously. “Temperance, now is not the time for sex, not in your office.”

She groaned and backed off to stand in front of him. “Why is it that all guys assume that making out leads to sex? Sometimes you just need someone to kiss you, someone to hold you and feel you. It’s not always about the sex.”

Booth looked up and felt guilty. He stood and placed his hands on his shoulders. ‘Sorry Bones, bad assumption on my part. But I can give you what you want, I can be there. You just have to let me.” He buttoned up his shirt and tried to fix his hair before grabbing his things. “Bones, this is going to go down right. Not here in your office. Tomorrow I want to take you to dinner, nothing fancy. Just a place where we can have a drink or two and sit and talk. I’ll pick you up tomorrow at six. Now go home and get some rest; I want to see the report on the Peder case tomorrow and you may have to help me with all the big words.” She smiled at him and nodded. “Good night Temperance.” He leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek before walking out. She leaned against the door frame and watched him walk, paying extremely close attention to his buttocks.

“Bones I know you are watching me!” he shouted over his shoulder.

Brennan did something that she hadn’t done in years. She giggled.

Posted 15/09/2007 00:56:55 (14/09/2007 03:56:55 PM) kinseyjo

so cute! I Lol'd thru the whole thing!! Loved it -- can't wait for more!

Posted 15/09/2007 03:06:42 (14/09/2007 06:06:42 PM) bandbi

Loved it Kasper!! great job... very funny and very sexy... keep it comin'

Posted 15/09/2007 04:19:49 (14/09/2007 07:19:49 PM) Kasper

Thanks for the reviews! I heart you all! Working on the next chapter now...

Posted 15/09/2007 05:18:17 (14/09/2007 08:18:17 PM) A2BOREANAZ

that was cute kasper.....and there is going to be more..whoo hooo cant wait........

a2b

Posted 17/09/2007 06:56:17 (16/09/2007 09:56:17 PM) CaRiNeSs

lol....very cute....liked reading it again

Posted 20/11/2007 06:19:51 (19/11/2007 09:19:51 PM) flyersfan35

Okay, I swear...I am sooooo out of the loop...how is it possible that I didn't read this?? Or did I, and just not review? Or did I review somewhere else????

Whatever, I gotta tell ya, sweetie, I loved it! And what's up with the next chapter?? Hopefully you will have time to write some this weekend....

Posted 20/11/2007 07:11:39 (19/11/2007 10:11:39 PM) Bella Loony

Angela quickly turned on one heel with a grin the size of Canada on her face.

That's 'cause Canada is HUGE!!! Haha!! Awesome job sweetie, it was so funny and flufftastic!! Very nicely done Kas!!

Bella

--Last edited by bella loony on 2007-11-19 22:12:11 --

Posted 20/11/2007 07:18:30 (19/11/2007 10:18:30 PM) BGWGscienceteacher

*dances around singing* I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! YES, OH, YES, I LOVE IT!

That was great. I think I remember reading this before. Am I right? Oh well, even if I have I still love it.

Posted 20/11/2007 07:31:28 (19/11/2007 10:31:28 PM) saraluvzbonz

I agree with flyer. This story is great and how in the world did I miss it?

I love the idea of them arguing about who was the better kisser.

Posted 20/11/2007 11:07:07 (20/11/2007 02:07:07 AM) CheeseBK

I think I read this one before... I love it, it's just so cute that they first think they could "just" kiss without feelings

Posted 20/11/2007 20:16:20 (20/11/2007 11:16:20 AM) Sany

Kas! That was so adorable. Hehe I love it and like grandma said I have no clue how I missed it. That has officially cheered me up. Wonderful job Ghosty Girl.

Posted 21/11/2007 00:54:41 (20/11/2007 03:54:41 PM) he is a wee little puppet man

kas i read this at work today and couldnt review!

thank god grandma reminded me when i got home!

this is way too cute!

loved the whole:

“Bones I know you are watching me!”

LMAO!!!

Posted 22/11/2007 02:03:58 (21/11/2007 05:03:58 PM) DBAngelfan

*squeeeeeeee* more more more! *thud*

Posted 22/11/2007 04:55:59 (21/11/2007 07:55:59 PM) ashangel45-boothsbaby07

*insert meow mix music* ahem......more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more!!!!

hehe. love it!

Posted 22/11/2007 06:22:50 (21/11/2007 09:22:50 PM) BoothnBones9

Wow. That was hilarious!

Hehe a kissing contest? Super smart. How could either of them resist showing off their fabulous kissing skills?

Posted 22/11/2007 10:09:19 (22/11/2007 01:09:19 AM) JAXTIG

This is just too cute! To start as a kissing contest. Great chapter. Love to see were you take it next.

Posted 24/11/2007 22:18:19 (24/11/2007 01:18:19 PM) nane

Ah, I loved it. Thanks fly for bumping it up.
Kas that was terrific, quite confident those two.

Posted 25/11/2007 01:51:30 (24/11/2007 04:51:30 PM) redrider6612

ha! fabulous kas! sry i didn't read sooner, fuckin' laptop in the shop and i have to use my son's lame ass one! ANYHOW, i totally loved this, esp angela's little monologue:

>>“That was not nothing, that was something. I don’t care if that was an experiment, a game of spin the bottle anything like that. You two kissed and you both liked it. That was not a little kiss; that was full makeout kiss. And you both liked it! So I want you two to march back in that office, continue what you were doing, and give me every little detail in the morning. Toodles!”<< lol, she always nails it! can't wait to read more!

Posted 09/03/2008 09:07:13 (09/03/2008 00:07:13 AM) Kasper

Guess I'll continue finishing up old stories. This got lame at the end, sorry about that, but I hope that you enjoy somewhat. And it might be a little OOC at the end too, but sometimes it just goes with the flow. Have a great read!

Chapter 2

She lay awake in her bed that night tossing and turning to the point where it took her minutes to untangle herself from the confines of the sheets. In doing so, she slipped off the bed and fell awkwardly on her bottom and it was instantly sore. She fixed her bed and looked at the clock. It was already three in the morning and she hardly got any sleep. Her mind seemed to be concentrating on the Booth kiss. When he had kissed her, he caught her off guard, but her body reacted like it had no other time before. The feeling his is smooth, warm lips on her was almost enough to send her over the edge. A kiss never affected her that much before, but the funny thing was that in no way did it bother her, in fact it seemed to open the floodgate of impure thoughts about her partner, something she always tried to repress.

She spent the rest of the night tossing and turning in bed, the feel of her hands on his rock hard abs and his firm, yet gentle touch on her skin kept her fire burning all night to the point where she couldn’t sleep. She finally succumbed to sleep, only to be awoken from the light slumber by her alarm minutes later. With a groan she lazily reached out to hit the snooze button and stared at the ceiling.

“This is going to be a bad day,” she said with a humph.
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She walked into the lab on time after nearly falling asleep in the shower. The arrival did not go unnoticed by a smirking Angela, which became a grinning Angela upon noticing Brennan’s pained gait and immediately followed her into the office. Angela took up a position on the couch, but Brennan refused to make eye contact with the beaming Angela. When Brennan sat and clicked away on the computer Angela frowned at he friend’s behavior. Angela cleared her throat to alert her presence, but Brennan ignored her. With a sigh, Angela stood and yanked the wire out of the monitor so that the screen went blank.

“Angela what the hell was that for?”

“Do you really have to ask? So, how was the hot crazy passionate sex?”

“What? There was no sex. You killed the mood.”

“Ah! So you where enjoying it!”

“Of course I was Angela! Only an idiot wouldn’t enjoy that!”

“Then why the crankiness and the funny walk?” questioned Angela, now thoroughly confused.

“Because I am tired Ange, and I fell out of bed last night because I couldn’t sleep well because I was thinking of Booth. So if you don’t mind, I’d like to be alone right now.” Angela nodded and decided not to push things further. Besides, Special Agent Hot Stuff had to turn up sometime…
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She spent the rest of the day in her office focused on writing. Well she was supposed to be writing, but she couldn’t shake the thought of Booth and what he had in store for that evening. She felt like a teenager going on her first date, giddy yet nervous at the same time.

Instead of writing, she found herself sitting at her desk for most of the day, tapping her pen impatiently on a notebook, while periodically looking up to see if Booth had arrived yet. Her wish finally came true at six fifteen. He strode into the lab with the same ensemble as the night before, loose tie with the sleeves of his shirt rolled up. She figured that he could look good in anything, or without anything at all. She shook her head and mentally scolded herself for having such thoughts.

Just as he was about to enter her office, Angela strode in front of Booth, effectively hooking her arm under his in one fluent move, deterred him from his destination of Brennan’s office. Quickly Brennan stood up and ran to her office door.

“Booth,” she shouted to grab his attention. “I need your help with something.” Booth looked to Angela who sighed and let go of her prized catch. Booth scurried into Brennan’s office and shut the door.

“Thanks Bones, that was a close one.” He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms and ankles and launched a smile in Brennan’s direction. “So, we’re case free tonight, want to head out for dinner?”

“Well I need to change into something decent if we are going out to dinner.” Booth moved a stray strand of hair from her face.

“You always look pretty Bones.” Brennan dipped her head and crossed her own arms. Booth sighed. “Okay I’ll pick you up from your apartment in an hour, okay?”
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To say that Brennan raced back to her apartment was an understatement. Angela Montenegro, the passenger in Brennan’s car, would say that for her to get home in the time she did, she had to fly. Once inside Brennan’s apartment, Angela did her thing (as Brennan had called it when she initially enlisted help earlier) and was rifling through the clothes in Brennan’s apartment. Then Angela pulled out a small black dress, very similar to the one she wore in Vegas. Upon returning, Brennan was shopping and came across it. She purchased it with no intention of ever wearing it, but keeping it as a physical reminder of the assignment.

“Hello,” said Angela wickedly as she looked over the dress. “I do believe this will work.” Angela looked down on it again. “Where did you get this anyway; I don’t think that I have ever seen you wear it.”

“It’s just something I picked up a while back.” Brennan took the dress quickly and ran into the bathroom to get ready. Twenty minutes later Brennan walked out of the bathroom.

“Very nice Bren, very nice indeed.” She wiped her hands. “Well my job here is done.”

“Do you need a ride home?”

“No thanks Sweetie. Hodgie should be here soon.” Angela hugged her friend and headed for the door just as there was a honk. “Ah yes, my hunk in a speeding Mini. Have fun Bren, and don’t forget the details tomorrow.” Brennan just smiled as she watched her friend walk out.
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Booth arrived back to his home and quickly took a shower. He figured that if Brennan was going to look good, he should too. While standing in a towel, with water still dripping to the floor, he stared at his wardrobe and wondered what he should wear. In the end, he chose a pair of dark blue jeans, a white button down shirt, and a black jacket. He took extra care to ensure that his hair was gelled perfectly in place, and added a hint of cologne. He stood in front of the mirror satisfied and just before leaving he winked.

The drive to Brennan’s apartment was quick, as most of the rush hour traffic had dissipated long before. As he got closer to his destination, he noticed a Mini Cooper parked on the side of the road. He chuckled to himself when he noticed Angela’s head pop up for a brief moment in the backseat.

He arrived at Brennan’s house in due time, whistling gleefully as he strode up to her apartment. He stopped on the way to get some flowers, cliché yes, but the daffodils were pretty. He carefully twirled the flowers in his hand and knocked three times, just like always.

“Just a second,” she called from somewhere in the depths of the apartment. Thirty seconds later she opened the door and Booth stopped breathing. It was the dress, well not the dress; that one was left behind, but this one was damn close. His gaze traveled from her hair, down to the heels that perfectly matched. Booth gulped and tried to regain his composure.

“Bones, you look, amazing.” Brennan smiled shyly. “Not that you aren’t amazing every day. These are for you.” He thrust the flowers forward. ‘Good one Booth,’ he thought to himself. It was like he was on a first date back in high school.

“Thank you Booth.” She leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m going to put these in water. Come in and wait if you want.” She opened the door so he could enter and his gaze now followed her perfectly structured bottom as she sashayed into the kitchen. He sat on the couch and bowed his head, a lame attempt to ignore the growing tightness in his jeans. He had no clue how he was going to get by.
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Temperance Brennan knew how to remain cool under stressful conditions. However tonight, her emotions were even stronger. When she opened the door, she hadn’t expected Booth standing there look that sexy. She was damn near ready to jump him there. She wanted to bury her nose in his neck so that she could smell his cologne. She wanted to unbutton the rest of his shirt and to pull it off as she eagerly kissed away. She wanted to tousle his hair, run her fingers through it as he brought her to climax. She gripped the countertop and tried to clear her thoughts. It was going to be a long night.

She took one deep breath to clear her mind and returned to the living room. “So, um, where are we going?”

Booth smiled and stood. “That Bones is a secret.” He walked over to her and led her downstairs to his waiting chariot.

In the car Booth kept giving Brennan sweeping glances at Brennan at red lights. Brennan noticed and smiled shyly and let it pass, the first few times.

“Booth, I can see you staring.” Booth smiled and chuckled.

“Well, I seem to remember someone staring at me the other night.”

“It’s hard not to when you walk around in those,” she replied huskily and gestured to his jeans. Booth’s hands gripped the wheel and he tried not to look at her. She was not making the night any easier.
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Once in the restaurant, the waiter led them to a secluded table near the back of the restaurant. As Brennan was being led through, she noted the appearance of the restaurant. The dimmed lights and gentle music formed the calm and relaxed atmosphere of the restaurant. Business people sat with coworkers, laughing at some jokes unbeknown to her. Finally they arrived at the small circular table in the back. The waiter placed down the menus and promised to return in a few minutes.

“See anything you like Bones?” asked Booth as he swept through the menu.

“Oh yeah,” she mumbled to herself with an upward glance to him. Booth looked up quickly and glanced at her. She looked down, disbelieving the words that came from her mouth.

“What was that Bones?”

“Um nothing.” She could feel herself getting flushed and stood. “I need to use the restroom.” Before Booth could object she was already up and out of her chair. The waiter returned and glanced at the retreating Brennan.

“Couple troubles?” he questioned.

“You have no clue,” replied Booth. “I’ll be right back.” Booth rose and followed Brennan’s path arriving at the bathroom. He chuckled to himself, noting that such a great restaurant would have only one common bathroom. He raised his hand to knock when he heard her voice. He pressed his ear to the door, hoping to hear better.

“Ange I don’t know what to do. Every time I look at him, I think of taking him into my bed! I shouldn’t have these thoughts about my friend, my partner! I…but what if he doesn’t think the same way, I’ll just be making an ass of myself. How can you be so sure? How would you know? And if it is some stranger?” There was a pause, and then she sighed. If you say so.” Booth heard the clicking of her heels as she approached the door and unlocked it. She opened the door slightly and poked her head out, startled to find Booth standing there. She grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him into the bathroom.

“Bones what the—“ His words were cut off as she kissed him. Booth was momentarily stunned, but soon recovered and kissed back. Finally, at the brink of hypoxia the two separated. Slightly panting, Booth spoke. “What was that for?”

She looked at the ground embarrassed. “I told Angela something and she said that if you were standing outside the bathroom door I should kiss you. Well actually she said I should do something else but well never mind.”

Booth used his index finger to lift her chin. “Bones, is there something you want to tell me?” Booth stood closer to Brennan, close to the point where the electrostatic repulsions of electrons on the skin was the only thing keeping them apart. His lips were mere inches away; his hot breath mingles with hers. She could smell his cologne, plagued her senses. Inside, her body begged for release, begged for the chance to satisfy her biological urges. She parted her lips, waiting for the contact, when she felt a vibration on her leg.

“Son of a—“ mumbled Booth as he pulled back to answer his phone. “Booth,” he answered quickly, his displeasure evident. “Yes sir, we’ll be right there.” Booth closed his phone and returned it to his pocket. “Sorry Bones, it seems there is an important skeleton on the way to the Jeffersonian.”
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The drive to the Jeffersonian was painfully long as each hoped to get back to their previous actions. Brennan remained aroused and couldn’t help glancing at Booth every other second. Booth was having a lot of trouble keeping his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road. He yearned to touch the softness of her hair, feel her curves once more. He shuddered at the thought of it, which didn’t go unnoticed by Brennan. In a playful move, her she placed her hand on his thigh. Booth’s hands gripped the wheel tighter, his knuckles turning way past white in color.

“Bones, if you want to be in any condition to examine the remains, you’ll remove your hand, face front, and not breathe.”

She undid her seatbelt and leaned closer to him. “Or what Booth?” she asked in a husky whisper.

“Or while you are doing your examination I will ravage you.” Booth pulled in to a parking spot and turned to her. “I don’t think you’d appreciate that, not in your sterile lab.” She crossed her arms and faced the window and Booth smirked, figuring that he won.

As soon as Booth parked the car, Brennan got out and moved to enter the building. When she didn’t notice Booth around her she stopped and turned around, coming into contact with Booth. He dipped his head and kissed her again. Her sex drive immediately piqued after she worked hard to control it on the drive.

“Booth,” she said in-between kisses. “We have to go in.”

He broke away from her lips, trailing kisses down her neck. “Are you sure? The body can wait ‘til tomorrow.” As he spoke, his warm breath caressing her neck and making her shiver.

“Faster we finish, the faster we get back.” Booth sighed and gave her one last kiss before signaling for her to go ahead. They walked the quiet, deserted halls, giving each other not so furtive glances. Once or twice Booth’s hand floated to Brennan’s backside causing her to giggle uncharacteristically and playfully slap his hand away.

Brennan kissed Booth again just before reaching the lab. Booth,” she whispered breathily. “I don’t think I can make it.”

“Me neither Bones.”

She thought for a moment before her eyes lit up. “Okay Booth, go with me.” She strode ahead of him and into the area of the lab where she could here Zach and Angela talking.

“Damn it Booth!” she shouted, immediately getting Angela’s attention. “Why did you have to do that? You ruined a perfectly good evening!”

“Well forgive me Bones!” replied Booth with a shout. “I was just trying to help.”

“Yeah well you suck at helping! Why don’t you go sit in the corner and waste space?!”

Booth threw his hands in the air. “You know what Bones? You don’t know how to let someone do something nice for you! Sometimes you need to have a break and let people help you.” Booth folded his arms in fake anger and watched Brennan as she put on gloves to examine the body. Angela look wide-eyed and extremely curious as she stood by her friend.

“Victim is a young male, early twenties.” She looked at Booth. “Shouldn’t you be taking notes?” she asked in a nasty tone.

“I don’t need to take this verbal assault from you. I’m going home.”

Booth turned to walk out, but Brennan grabbed his arm. “No way Paco. If I have to be here, so do you. Zach handle this while Booth and I work out our problems.” Angela looked at her with a smile, and gestured for her to go one with a wink. She pulled him to the office, almost running there.

“Bones, it’s no way Jose,” whispered Booth. Once inside the confines of the office, the door was slammed shut and blinds closed.

Booth’s lips were on Brennan’s. “Sorry about all of those things. I didn’t mean any of that.”

“It’s okay Booth.” She took off her shirt and Booth’s soon followed. He trailed light kisses up and down her body, spending close attention to her breasts.

Suddenly the door swung open. “Dr. Brennan I can’t tell what this… oh my god I’m sorry.” Zach slammed the door shut in embarrassment. Booth went over to lock the door.

“You think the kid will be okay?”

“He’ll be fine Booth. But if your tongue is not working its magic within five seconds, you won’t be okay.” Booth smiled and approached her with a wicked grin on his face.

Posted 11/03/2008 00:18:39 (10/03/2008 03:18:39 PM) flyersfan35

KASPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG, you are soooooooo bad!!!

Okay, I have to admit, I didn't even check the fanfic section yesterday, since I knew you were going back to Boston, and I never imagined you would post at 7 am, for goodness sake! lol!

Anywhoo...that was great! Soooo funny, and hot, too! Never say you can't write smut, because trust me, you can! And omg...poor Zach! lol!

Can't wait to see what treasures you have in store for us next!

Posted 11/03/2008 02:04:23 (10/03/2008 05:04:23 PM) BGWGscienceteacher

Zach is going to need therapy. You would think they would have locked the door when they went into the office, but this was really good too. Great job!

Posted 12/03/2008 08:49:35 (11/03/2008 11:49:35 PM) DBAngelfan

lolol I don't care if it's OOC, I'm loving it

Posted 12/03/2008 12:51:14 (12/03/2008 03:51:14 AM) CheeseBK

yay!!!! that was awesome... now way, paco *lol*