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Fic: Four Places Booth Wants to Kiss Brennan--And One Place He Did (2/5)
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Title:  Four Places Booth Wants to Kiss Brennan--And One Place He Did (2/5)
Spoilers: 
None
Characters:  Booth, Brennan
Rating:  M or R
Summary:  Exactly what the title says.
Disclaimer:  Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N:  So, this one's a little different. ;)

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2. Her breasts

They're spectacular; he's sure of it. He can count on one hand the number of times he's seen her in a dress, or a shirt with a low neck, but every time he has, he's been unable to tear his gaze away from those perfect curves and that mysterious valley. He considers himself a gentleman, but he's still a guy. Come on, what kind of guy would he be if he didn't look?

Thankfully, she's never noticed him staring at them before. He's positive about that. Because if she had, he knows she wouldn't blush or hit him, like any other woman would. No, Bones' eyes would light up, and she'd take a big breath.

Then he'd have to sit through a lecture on the anthropological significance of men loving breasts.

As if he could give a shit about that. All he knows is that God knew what he was doing when he made breasts.

Especially hers.

In one of his favorite fantasies, it's late at night, and there's no one else at the Jeffersonian. She's dressed in that really unsexy blue labcoat and is sitting on her office couch. Her hair is scraped back into one of those no-nonsense ponytails she likes to wear when she's at the lab. He comes up behind her and tugs the elastic band out so her hair spills over her shoulders. Then he comes around the couch so he's facing her--and unbuttons and removes her labcoat. Underneath, she's wearing a plain black t-shirt that fits her just right. When he pushes her onto her back, she starts to speak, but he shakes his head and shushes her with one finger to his mouth.

For once, she listens.

The couch isn't very big, but they manage. He touches her through her shirt, and she arches up into his hands, begging for more with her eyes and her breath.

He helps her pull the shirt over her head. The bra she's wearing isn't anything special, but it's perfect because underneath it are her breasts. She gasps and closes her eyes when he mouths her through the fabric, teasing her nipples into tiny peaks that make his cock throb.

It isn't enough—for either of them.

So he reaches behind her back and unsnaps her bra. Takes him a minute, but he gets there. He's wanted this for so long that he doesn't bother taking it off; he just pushes it up.

Finally...

He's always wondered if her nipples are pink or brown or something in-between. Now he knows they're the color of milk chocolate, but he needs to know if they're just as sweet.

His eyes close, and he blindly maps their weight and texture with his hands and mouth. Her fingers fist in his hair and she shudders against him.

"Booth..."

No—they're even sweeter.

"Booth...? Booth, hello. Are you listening to me?” She's frowning at him. Bad sign.

He blinks and swallows. “Uh, sorry, Bones. Could you repeat that?”

 


The ending makes me think he's fantasizing...or dreaming? Gah.

He's fantasizing and daydreaming.

See this: "In one of his favorite fantasies, it's late at night..."

So that tells us he fantasizes about her sometimes. And the end tells us that at this particular moment, he's distracted and daydreaming about her. While they're actually together. That's why he needs her to repeat whatever she was saying. :)

Then he'd have to sit through a lecture on the anthropological significance of men loving breasts.

As if he could give a shit about that. All he knows is that God knew what he was doing when he made breasts.


BWAH!

Perfect!

*g* Booth--such a man.

Thanks. :)

Edited at 2008-01-13 08:57 pm (UTC)

*is giddy* have you written this piece for me? Heee, Brenann's breasts... *sigh*

He's always wondered if her nipples are pink or brown or something in-between. Now he knows they're the color of milk chocolate, but he needs to know if they're just as sweet.

Heeee!

No eloquent feedback this time. I'll read it again. And again. and once more. :D

LMAO Your feedback is plenty eloquent. ;)

Thanks for the feed!

As if he could give a shit about that. All he knows is that God knew what he was doing when he made breasts.

Especially hers.


ahahah This one made me laugh :P

Awesome fic!! So hot! :P

Can't wait to see the next :D

Thank you, Sarah. I'm thrilled you thought this was funny. :)

I loved both parts of this. They're so cute, and really well written! I actually signed on to LJ looking for good Booth/Brennan fic and saw this. It made my day.

Well I'm glad this hit the spot for you, Jackie. :)

Thanks for reading and commenting; I appreciate it!

lol yeah it seems to me too like he's imagining. I like though :)

lol yeah it seems to me too like he's imagining.

He is.

Thanks. :)

That was very sweet and erotic at the same time! And I loved the ending! Poor Booth, he really needs to do sth about his feelings for Bones!
Then he'd have to sit through a lecture on the anthropological significance of men loving breasts.
Lol! That’s so true!!

Thanks, Zoe. And yes, Booth's got it bad. Poor guy... ;)

Bwahaha! Poor Booth--the only escape he has during her rants, and she catches him on it.

Tee!

This '5' series is going to be too much fun!!

The poor guy just can't catch a break. ;)

This '5' series is going to be too much fun!!

I don't know how fun they'll be to read, but I'm having a blast writing them. *g*

Hey, we all suspected Booth fantasizes like that several times in the same day. Now we KNOW.

They have the same dirty mind as all of us. ;)

*g*

*laughs and hugs you* He is just a man, after all. ;)

For once, she listens. MWAHAHAHAHA. That is SO her; that is SO her; that is SO one of his dreams. :-)

This was steamy, teasing, and delicious. Love it, love it, love it.

And the last line? (Can you see the smile on my face?)

I love the way you mix the sexy with the funny --- really, you should be writing (when the strike's over) Bones. For real.

Thank you kindly. :) You would notice this: For once, she listens. *g*

So glad this made you smile.

I love the way you mix the sexy with the funny --- really, you should be writing (when the strike's over) Bones. For real.

Sexy and funny go together very nicely. Well, sexy goes along well with a lot of things. ;)

As for writing for Bones, I wish. I'm having a blast playing in that sandbox, though. :) Now if they'd just give us some new eps!

The lectures she give are awesome! But like Booth says "As if he could give a shit about that"

I agree with you about Brennan's lectures; they're always interesting. :) But from Booth's perspective, he's clearly more in pure appreciation mode. *g*

Thanks for reading and commenting! :)

"Because if she had, he knows she wouldn't blush or hit him, like any other woman would. No, Bones' eyes would light up, and she'd take a big breath.

Then he'd have to sit through a lecture on the anthropological significance of men loving breasts."

That is so Brennan, spot-on. I've always thought that Brennan based some of her self-esteem on her physical/sexual characteristics and abilities, and uses anthropology to rationalize it. So, I totally agree that her eyes would light up. Especially since it's Booth, and it's her breasts.

Anyway, that segment was incredibly powerful. Genius.

She's a flesh and blood woman, and she's otherwise too earthy to not care at least a teensy bit about her appearance--and about how Booth perceives it.

Thanks for making the effort to read and comment. As always, I appreciate it very much. :)

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LOL Glad this hit the spot, Sam. *g*

That was fantastic. Glad to know what Booth daydreams about (as if we didn't already). It's as if you wrote this fic for me.

It's as if you wrote this fic for me.

*g* I did indeed. ;)

I'm happy you enjoyed this. Thanks for letting me know that.

Yes! This is the kind of places I was talking about.
So erotic. Loved it.

Thank you, Foxy. I'm happy this met your expectations. :)

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