Title: Never Enough
Series: Into the Fire
Series Summary: This is a series of oneshot 300-word ficlets about Booth and Brennan crossing the line over and over again.
Prompt: #4 (Masturbation)
Prompt Table: Sex
Written for: drabble123
Word Count: 300
Timeline: Season 3 summer
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Sighing, he scrubs a hand through his hair; it comes away damp. He knows it’s unlikely he’ll fall asleep anytime soon, but he’s gotta try. So he shuts his eyes and lets his hand drift down from his stomach. He’s already half hard. It only takes a minute of picturing Brennan in the thin, sleeveless, v-neck shirt she’d worn that day to go from half to fully.
He’d known there’d be hell to pay if she caught him staring, so he’d done his best to sneak peeks when her attention was clearly focused elsewhere. If he squinted hard enough, he could just make out the beginning of her cleavage, and it got him so hot he had to think of something really gross in order to swing his mind back to their case.
He hasn’t been thirteen and horny in a long, long time; sometimes Brennan makes him feel like he still is.
As he strokes himself, he can’t help hoping that one day she’ll take off whatever she’s wearing and let him see what till now he’s only fantasized about.
Booth comes silently, his mouth forming her name.
After cleaning up and returning to bed, he wonders how much longer his hand and his imagination will be enough.
Author Note: Ok, so maybe this is more sad than hot. I'm not sure. But I am sure that Booth's had a lot of sleepless nights thanks to Brennan.
I’m working on Between the Lines; it’s giving me fits, but I’m (trying) to soldier on.