What Happens In Vegas…

"Ha-ha, yes! Good job, Bones! Nice work tonight," Booth said as they walked into their shared hotel room, still dressed in their 'engaged to be engaged' couple outfits. He took off his hat and tossed it onto the sloppy pile of clothes atop his suitcase.

"Me?" she smiled, throwing her clutch purse down on the desk nearby. "Booth, you did the fighting," she sighed, smile still firmly in place. "You were exceptionally good this evening."

Booth smiled and winced as he twisted to close and lock the door behind them. "Yeah, we were quite a team, weren't we, Roxanne," he smirked. Unable to resist, he took one last chance to reach around and smack her backside, quickly jumping back, and regretting it because of the sharp shooting pain. It was worth it, though, and if she would turn around and lash out at him he would just blame the action on his 'character', Tony.

Brennan whipped around, but she didn't look upset. Instead, she was smirking and Booth was instantly intrigued and turned on by the way she bit her ruby red lip. "You know," she started, crossing her arms in front of her. "The way you keep touching my ass makes me assume you like touching it, Booth," she said smirking and sauntering closer to him.

Booth smiled and tried to stand up straighter, shifting to subtly make room for his growing hard on. "Bones, you know what hearing you swear does to me," he joked. "And maybe I do like touching your ass," he boldly responded. "What are you gonna do about it?"

The two of them felt drunk, high and excited from the adrenaline running through their systems as a result of the arrests made only a half hour before. They were giddy, and enjoying each others company as they found their own way to celebrate the victory.

Brennan let her shawl drop to the floor as she shook her head, blushing, and stepped closer to Booth, coming face to face with him, carefully examining his bloody scrapes and bruises. She found them incredibly sexually stimulating. Without warning she took another step forward and pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders and quickly began un-tucking his bloodied wife beater.

Booth tipped back a little. "Whoa, whoa! Bones," he laughed nervously. "What are you doi- Ow!"

Brennan pulled the filthy garment up over his head, apologizing briefly when some dried blood caused it to rip from one of his wounds, re-opening the cut. Looking through her smoky eye makeup she smiled seductively, reminding Booth of the image of her as she walked out of that bathroom in the little black dress earlier yesterday morning. He stood frozen in place.

She pushed him down into a sitting position on the edge of the bed and turned and walked into the bathroom. "Sit still," her voice echoed from inside the small tiled room.

Booth began to tremble with anticipation. What exactly was going on here? This wasn't like her. She was always about work, even at night when they would grab a bite to eat together after working on a case, all she would do was talk about work, work, work. Her behavior tonight, hot as it was, was throwing him off. Perhaps he'd taken one too many blows to the head, but he didn't feel like questioning her about it.

Just as he finished that thought, Bones came out of the bathroom with a damp cloth. Some antiseptic, and some bandages. Booth chuckled and gulped as Bones came to kneel in front of him, between his legs on the floor. "What are you doing, Bones?"

She tilted her head to the side, as she did when she was closely examining a piece of evidence or a part of a skeleton, and opened the bottle of rubbing alcohol and some bandages. "I owe you an apology," she said with a sad smile. Pouring a small amount of alcohol onto the cloth she gently began to dab at an oozing laceration on his abdomen.

"Ah!" Booth hissed at the initial sting of the antiseptic, and then relaxed as he let Bones' hands work their magic. "What for?" he asked looking down at her, enjoying just a little too much the way she looked kneeling between his legs.

She sighed. "Well, for getting you into this mess. It's my fault you got all bloodied up," she said as she peeled the back off of a bandage and applied it to his wound.

Booth's head dropped back and he took a deep breath as he willed his hard on to go away, hoping to god she wouldn't notice it and become offended. "It's not your fault, Bones."

"Yes it is. I suggested you join the fight and then pressured you into agreeing. Then, it didn't quite go as planned and now you're hurt," she said as she placed a hand on either of his thighs and lifted herself into a standing position. His gaze followed her up and she immediately examined his face for any open wounds, dabbing at some dried blood on his hair line.

"Hey," Booth sighed, absent mindedly resting his hands on her hips. "We caught the bad guys and closed the case, that's all that matters."

Brennan swallowed hard and inched a little closer to him as his hands squeezed her hips, his long fingers resting slightly on her backside. She was feeling the strongest urge to push him back and straddle him, just some simple biological urges, of course. "I still feel responsible," she muttered, her face flushing with a wave of desire and lust.

Booth closed his eyes as she tended to his wounds, finding her pampering extremely refreshing and sexy. "You're making me feel good now, Bones, so we're even."

Brennan saw this as her opportunity to be bold and honest, and to gauge his reaction to see how this night would go, so she did it. "You know, I must say I found watching you beat that man up very sexually stimulating."

Booth's eyes shot open and he began to sport a fresh stiff one, awed by what had just come out of her mouth. He gulped, unsure of what he should say. "Really?"

Brennan finished cleaning his face and set the bandages and alcohol down on the bed next to him, purposefully flaunting her impressive cleavage in his face as she bent over to do so, hoping it would have an affect on him. "Yes," she exhaled as she came to stand straight again. "When I made the comment about all the sweat on the fighters I wasn't just being clever. I very much enjoy the outward display of an alpha male," she said smiling down on him. "Especially from you."

Booth's confidence was boosted. Was she really telling him that he turned her on? He cleared his throat. "Well you looked pretty damn hot in that dress, if you don't mind my saying."

Brennan decided this was the time to channel her inner woman, to get an honest reaction out of him and flipped her hair out of her face, backing up slightly. Booth instantly missed the feeling if his hands on her as she backed just out of reach. "You mean this one?" Bones asked as she did a slow spin for him, sexy smile firmly in place. "Or the other one?"

Booth smirked and licked his lips, leaning back on one elbow to gaze at her from afar. "Both of them. You look hot in them, Bones. You start wearing those around the lab and-"

Brennan smiled and stepped up to him again, running her hands up and down her body, stopping and pushing her breasts together slightly, hoping he would enjoy this show of feminism she was putting on for him. She was pleased to see the tent in his pants, and even more pleased that he wasn't even trying to cover it up. She wanted to burn the image of him before her into her brain. The way he was leaning back, shirtless and covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his otherwise perfect skin riddles with sexy little wounds he'd obtained doing his job. His hair slightly tousled from the fight and his slacks hanging low and loose around his waist. Her eyes followed the small trail of fine hair under his belly button down into his pants. A pool of liquid formed between her legs and she squirmed a little as she became down right hungry for him. She was a waiting wick and his eyes, lust filled and staring at her, set her ablaze.

"Booth," she whispered hoarsely.

Booth didn't flinch, didn't take any time to think. He remained leaning back, his feet planted firmly on the ground. "Come here," he stated in a deep raspy voice, sending chills down his partners spine.

Bones stepped closer, coming to stand between his legs again. She kicked off her heels and Booth sat up, putting his face level with her breasts.

His hands were on her hips again, squeezing and caressing as he gathered all of his urges and set them in order, deciding which would come first. His eyes were transfixed on her breasts, so full and supple. He wanted so badly to devour them and take her as his own. All the signs were there, but he had to be careful about this one… wait and see if she would make the first move. "God, Bones, you're so fucking beautiful," he ground out, unable to resist telling her. He was horny and frustrated with himself for not being man enough to make a move without her doing so first.

Bones was growing impatient. She could tell by looking at him now that he wanted her, anyone could, so why the hesitation? She had always known him to be a man of action, and she certainly wanted her piece of that action.

"Booth," she whispered. "Please, whatever happens here," she said tilting her head to the side, running her finger nails down over his pectorals. "I'll make sure it stays here, if it's what you want."

Booth's heart was beating so fast he thought he might have a heart attack. For the most part, he was hearing everything he needed to hear. The only thing he needed to hear her say-

"Booth, please, I-"

She didn't even get to finish her sentence before his mouth was on hers, cutting her off. The second she got over the initial shock of his quick actions, it was as if fireworks went off all around them. Their first kiss was exploratory, not gentle but not fierce, and before either one could really absorb the enormity of it, it was over.

They were both panting, and Bones' hands were on his chest, his resting lightly on her neck holding her head in place as they stared, wide eyed at each other in the dark. The light streaming in from the bathroom glimmered on their eyes, open wide and staring into the others'.

This was big, and Booth had to be sure and just hear it from her one more time before he hit the point of no return. "Last chance, Bones. I'm giving you an out. Say the word and we'll pretend none of this ever happened…"

Bones thought of all the reasons why she should say something, why she should put a stop to it, but her desire for him trumped all of those reasons. After all, she was the one who would be able to compartmentalize whatever was about to happen and keep it from her mind during her work.

She slinked her hands up over his naked skin to either side of his face, the same way he was holding her, and pulled him to her for their second kiss.

This one was more passionate, fast and desperate. Their hands began to roam on each others bodies as their tongues dueled for dominance. Bones' entire body shivered when one of Booths hands brushed down over her breast as he pushed her body backwards. She let go of him and sought purchase on something solid as he continued to move her backwards, devouring her mouth like he had been starved for weeks.

Her back and hands finally hit the cold wall behind her and Booth instantly had her pinned, his pelvis holding her firmly in place as he had his way with her. His hands gripped her backside as he kneed her legs apart, lifting her and smiling into their kiss as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

She was both impressed yet unsurprised by his strength and ability to hold her up even in his weakened state. Their mouths broke apart and both gasped for breath, Booth immediately kissing and suckling on Brennan's neck as she frantically tried to undo his belt.

Booth moaned as she began to rub his member through his pants. He pulled her dress up and slipped his hands into her bra, gripping and rolling her breasts in his hands. The rough callus scraped over her nipples, eliciting a throaty moan out of Bones, a noise Booth relished in and knew he would never forget.

Bones got the fly of his pants open and it only took a microsecond for her to grasp and pull out his throbbing penis, smiling as she swirled her thumb through the pre-cum secreting from the slit.

Booth rocked his hips into her hands as he held her breasts in his, watching her cleavage as he pushed them together as she'd done only minutes ago. His eyes drifted shut as he let the sensations of right now wash over him.

Bones was fascinated as she watched his face and listened to the noises and sighs coming from him as she stroked him closer and closer to release. She enjoyed learning how soft or firm to hold him or how fast or slow to pump. She wanted to know how to drive him crazy, and so far she was succeeding.

Booth looked into her eyes and melted at the sight of her, flushed and smiling as she pumped away at him. It drove him wild. In one swift motion he stood back, pulling Bones away from the wall and pulling her silky red dress up over her head and tossing it down into the floor.

She let go of his dick when he pulled the dress over and wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed again, Booth walking them back over to the bed. He plopped her down unceremoniously and smirked when she hit the mattress with a gasp. He gazed down on her, spread open wide in nothing more than some red lace panties, her ruby red lipstick worn off and slightly smeared from their hungry kisses.

Booth crawled up the bed as Bones backed up closer to the headboard, crawling in between her legs, kissing his way up her torso and latching onto a nipple, suckling and letting it go with a plop.

"God, you're so beautiful, Bones," he whispered before latching onto the other, giving it the same attention as the other.

Bones shivered and threw her head back at hearing his voice, running her fingers through his hair and smiling at the praise and attention she was receiving from her partner. Using her feet she dug her toes into the open waistband on his pants and made quick work of pushing them down and off his body, leaving him wearing nothing but a silver chain around his neck.

Once they were completely off she used all her strength and momentum to flip them over so that she was on top, grinding herself down on his cock.

Booth grabbed her hips and directed her into a rocking motion that rubbed perfectly on his most sensitive areas. As she ground her covered pussy down onto his upturned cock he brought one hand over, rubbing her clit with his thumb.

Bones tossed her head back and grabbed her own breasts as she continued to dry hump him. She needed more of him, all of him. She leaned forward, placing one hand on either side of his head and lifted her hips just enough for Booth to slip her underwear down over her butt.

Moving herself into a pushup position, Bones made room for Booth to slide the lacy red garment down her legs and completely off her body.

Their eyes met and they shared a knowing smile, that this was really about to happen. Bones lay mostly flat on top of her partner and moved in for another kiss, loving the way his mouth felt fused to her own.

Booth wasn't waiting any longer. He needed to be inside her now, to feel her both inside and out. He grabbed himself, rubbing along her slit with the belled tip of his penis.

Bones smiled and her eyes fluttered shut as she felt him slowly push upward. She was excited, and giddy, and extremely turned on. She realized, just in the last few minutes with him, that he was the only person who could make her stop thinking so rationally, and influenced her to go with her emotions or whatever she felt was right at the time. And right now, he was all she felt.

She moved herself down onto him, slowly at first, taking in every last sensation his sliding into her body was causing her.

He gulped. She was so wet and so hot, and for a woman her age and experience, she was incredibly tight. She was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Now, maybe that was his heart talking, afterall he'd never expected something like this to happen with his partner, his Bones, but he didn't care. What he felt right now was pure bliss.

Bones let out an audible sigh once he was complete sheathed inside her, filling her perfectly. She sat up straight and settled for a moment, he was already at the perfect angle. All it would take was a couple of short thrusts…

He was gripping her hips, steadying her in place while he tried to adjust to the heat and pressure, but Bones was desperate for friction, she needed a release, and ever so slightly she began to circle her hips.

Booth sighed heavily and squeezed his eyes shut as he regained his composure. Before long he began to loosen his grip and move his hips with her.

She rocked her hips back and forth, resting her hands on his chest to steady herself as she found a satisfactory rhythm. The sensations ringing through her as she rode atop him made it difficult to keep her eyes open, however she found that when she looked down on him she would be looking right back at her, and that in itself would send another shockwave of pleasure through her abdomen. She couldn't help but run her hands down his chest, instinctively enjoying the way his taught muscles felt under his sweaty skin.

"Booth…" she spoke softly.

Booth was inspired the second she said his name. There was something so sexy about the way it sounded coming from her lips and the way she looked when she said it. Completely naked, her ivory white skin barely glistening as her breasts rose and fell with each and every movement of her pelvis. Her eyes were half closed in euphoria as she tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear before leaning down over him.

Booth snaked a hand into her hair and held the back of her neck as he pulled her in for a kiss. Every time their lips met Booth felt electricity. A spark ignited between them and a sudden wave of emotion made him feel as though he needed her kiss and her touch. He felt like any other woman would never compare.

Bones broke the kiss with a gasp when Booth thrust upward sharply, wanting to hear how vocal he could make her. So far he was pleased. "Right there?" Booth asked breathlessly as he once again let his hands roam down over her body.

Bones nodded against his forehead. "Yeah," she replied, moaning when he gripped her right breast with some force.

His confidence boosted when he felt the tell tale fluttering around his cock. Not wanting this to come to an end just yet, he quickly pulled out.

Bones wanted to protest when he pulled out and moved out from underneath her. She had already been so close to climax, she was unsure what his intentions were. Before she had any chance to say anything, though, he'd flipped her over onto her back, spreading her legs wide to make room for himself.

Booth smiled down at her when she smiled up at him, loving the glint of mischievousness in her eye. He leaned in and showered her lips and neck with kisses, taking every last chance he had to feel her skin on his. She smiled and wrapped her legs around his midsection.

Booth didn't waste time getting back inside, sliding in and hitting home in one quick thrust.

Bones gasped loudly again, the smile never leaving her face. Booth continuously plowed into her, ignoring the splintering pains in his ribs as he did so. Her pleasure was priority number one and nothing was going to stop him from seeing her cum face, a picture he planned to burn into his memory forever.

Bones had similar ideas for Booth. After everything he'd gone through tonight, going undercover and fighting a professional cage fighter- and winning. On how sexy he looked as he beat that man, showing him he was in fact the stronger one. The way he looked in that bloodied tank, sweating and looking toward her for reassurance. Now here he was, hovering over her panting and thrusting, she found herself becoming more and more fond of this side of him. The pleasure he was giving her made her want to say things that she wasn't usually inclined to say. This was her partner, after all. The man who'd continually saved her life and who'd been an exciting person to be around.

His thrusts were becoming more powerful, and he was slowing down a little, an indicator to Bones that he was ready for climax. She very much wanted him to experience the multitude of pleasure he was giving her.

Pulling him to her for another kiss, she held him tight to her body and used her inner most muscles to contract and squeeze his member from inside.

The feeling was like nothing Booth had ever felt before. She was strong and tight, and no matter how much he wanted to hold off and make the night last, there was no stopping it. After only a few more thrusts he began to pulse and hot seed shot into his partners' womb.

Bones was surprised by the intensity of his orgasm. She could physically feel his semen shooting into her, and oddly enough it triggered the remaining half of an orgasm she'd almost experienced moments earlier before he pulled out and switched their positions.

Brennan's body trembled beneath Booth's as her orgasm rocked her and ran its course. Her chest heaved smushing her breasts up against his chest, his breath hot on her neck. The room was quiet, nothing but outside noise and their heavy breathing filling the silence. It was an intense moment.

Booth raised his head and looked at her face, smiling slightly when she smiled back at him, both unsure what to say.

Bones didn't feel like now was the appropriate time to analyze what had just happened between them. She wanted to enjoy the aftershocks of what she'd just experienced for a while before all of the awkward questions that were sure to come up. She just hoped Booth wouldn't freak out when he let it all sink in.

Booth was afraid to ask. He wasn't sure how he would handle a rejection from her if she decided the sex with him was unsatisfactory. She was able to compartmentalize her feelings and emotions, he knew, so work would always be the same for sure, but their friendship was most certainly compromised now.

Licking his lips he gave her one last kiss and rolled off of her, sighing when he came to lay flat next to her. Bones yawned, and Booth was grateful. They were both tired, and needed to sleep before their flight back to the real world tomorrow.

Booth grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you," he murmured and held her hand to his chest.

Bones smiled and slipped under the covers, throwing them over him as well, and settled into her pillow, happy that the tough conversation would come later. She yawned again and settled on her side facing Booth. "Goodnight, Seeley."

Booth's smile faded as Brennan closed her eyes. He had been completely relaxed and distracted until that moment, because up until she spoke his given name, he had forgotten about one very important detail.

Cam.

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A couple of hours later, Booth, sitting on the closed toilet pulled his cell away from his ear and snapped it shut, the guilt showing clearly on his face. The conversation he'd just had was one of the most difficult ones he'd had his entire life, but it needed to be done.

He had told Bones once that he'd never cheated on a single woman he'd gone out with, until now that is. And even though he was angry with himself over the slip, Cam had been surprisingly understanding.

He hadn't told her exactly why he had to break things off with her, but she seemed to already know why. Whether or not she knew something had already happened, she seemed to know that it eventually would. Booth could have sworn he'd heard a smile in her voice before she hung up, though it didn't make him feel any better. He did, however, love Cam for being so unselfishly understanding.

Taking a deep breath he rubbed his hands over his face. Looking at the clock and seeing it was already after three a.m. he decided to take a hot shower and try to get some sleep before the flight back in the morning.

x X x X x X x

Brennan woke to the sound of the shower running. It was a sound she wasn't accustomed to hearing at night. Usually she was alone. It only took a few moments, however, for her to remember where she was and who she was with.

An emotion mostly unfamiliar rose up inside her as she sat up, holding the sheet to her chest, and looked to the clock. She was… disappointed. Booth wasn't snuggled in the bed next to her.

x X x X x X x

Booth rinsed the hotel shampoo out of his hair and shook his head to rid him of excess water. He let the jets shoot hot water onto his sore back muscles, easing away the tension when he heard the creak of the door.

He paused and listened for a moment, waiting to hear any other noises. Just as he was about to go back to washing himself, the curtain was pulled aside, and much to his surprise Bones stepped into the shower with him. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder to steady herself as she closed the curtain behind her.

At first she didn't say anything; she simply stepped under the water and held onto him as she tipped her head back into the spray.

Booth couldn't help the smile as he held onto her around her waist and stared down at her body as she covered herself in hot water. She was quite a sight. He smirked. Who would've known his awkward funky forensic anthropologist could be so damn sexy.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a smile.

She pulled her head out of the spray and smiled at him. "Taking a shower," she said plainly, not so innocently rubbing her thigh between his legs.

Booth's hard on grew but he smiled sadly at her, aroused but afraid to take any action for fear of what was going to come next. He was held back by his own inner turmoil, and the fear of heartbreak that he was almost certain would come.

Bones noticed his hesitation right away and stopped her ministrations, afraid now that she was making him uncomfortable. "Is something wrong?" she asked, looking more like herself now than she had the entire night.

Booth gazed down at her, admiring her natural beauty, taking in the way she looked now- naked, wet, and without makeup. She was stunning. He gulped slightly and barely nodded his head as he dropped his eyes, almost afraid to ask what he needed to ask. "Bones, what's going to happen when we go home tomorrow?"

Her smile faded and she searched his face, trying and failing to find whatever answer he wanted to hear. She didn't want to hurt him, and she had no intentions to. She only hoped she herself wouldn't get hurt in this whole mess.

When Booth didn't get a response right away he continued, knowing she probably needed him to be more specific anyway. "Is this all going to stop when we get back? Do we just… go back to the way we were?" Booth looked her in the eye and noticed she looked scared. It wasn't like her to be scared of anything. He only hoped her trepidation was because she wasn't used to being so close to someone, and not because she was going to say no.

Bones' eyes traveled to his tight mouth and wiped a bead of water off of his bottom lip with her thumb, letting her fingers linger there for a moment. Her initial inclination was to say yes, that there was nothing wrong with the way they did things before, and that sex shouldn't make any difference. But she had come to know Booth, and she knew that with him, sex made all the difference.

"I-" she started, taking a deep breath. "I'm not sure what is going to happen when we go back, Booth."

He immediately looked disappointed, and Bones wasn't sure if what she had to say next was going to make him feel better or more upset. "I do know that I very much enjoyed what happened here, and would like to do it again. I understand that because we work together we will have to keep our sexual relationship to ourselves, because for some absurd reason, sexual relationships are not allowed between FBI Agents and-"

Booth had to cut her off, she was rambling and he was happy to hear her say she wanted to continue, and he didn't really need to hear all of the other stuff just yet, that was conversation reserved for the plane ride home. So, he shut her up the only way he knew how… with his lips.

He pulled her body against his and backed her against the shower wall, lifting and wrapping her legs around his waist. He entered her immediately, filling her and sighing into her mouth at the pure comfort her body brought him.

Bones didn't mind being silenced when it was by kissing and coitus, though she was positive that she wouldn't be silent for long if he kept nudging his hips the way he was doing now. With barely any movement he managed to rub perfectly on her g-spot, sending her body on an upward spiral to pure bliss.

She relaxed. She hadn't planned on any of this to happen with Booth when they were assigned this case, but she wasn't upset that it had happened either. She just hoped she could trust Booth with her heart. It had been a long time since she'd trusted anyone with anything, let alone her heart, but she trusted Booth more than anyone in the world.

Booth was content. He knew Bones well enough to know that whatever she was willing to give him was a leap for her. He only hoped she wouldn't break his heart.

The shower water was getting increasingly colder and Booth could feel the goose bumps growing on her skin. Their mouths were fused together, though, and never parted as he reached over and shut the water off, smiling when she giggled into his mouth, and stepped out of the tub.

Bones held him tighter as he carried her out of the bathroom, drying her with a towel he'd grabbed on his way by, and her stomach fluttered at how unusually… adorable… his action was. He gently rested her on the bed and covered her body with his, trying to keep her warm while he continued to pleasure her.

It was the first time since the last time she'd seen her parents that she felt genuinely loved, and she couldn't have been more thrilled with the person making her feel that way.

That night, after their second round of lovemaking, they lay entwined in each other's arms, happy, and talking of what they would do next. Together.

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