|Reviews for The Riotous Rhesus|
| KKKat chapter 5 . 11/3/2013
A wonderful Story!
| mphs95 chapter 5 . 6/6/2013
Hot hot hot! Love this story!
| JesseB21 chapter 5 . 5/2/2013
Wow that's pretty much all I can say WOW! That was intense, really good job not just on this chapter but all the others aswell, really looking forward to reading what else you got hiding up your sleeve :D Jesse B xx
| EverythingEventually chapter 5 . 3/13/2013
Back from vacation catching up on FF what a treat to find your story. I loved it !
| Chiocciola chapter 5 . 3/12/2013
So first thing, don't be scared by the new name, it's still me "AB". ;) Second, I'm so happy I finally had the chance today to read this story that's been sitting in my inbox for weeks!...Needles to say, I loved it! I definitely think the case itself should totally be made into an episode, not even kidding...I would love to see that. But the whole B&B relationship itself was completely true to the original AND it ended with a whole chapter of smut...thumbs up! Oh, and a very Happy (belated) Birthday to dharmamonkey!
| Guest chapter 5 . 3/9/2013
Loved it ;)
| 1luvgsr chapter 5 . 3/11/2013
Love it! I read it before I left on holidays but didn't really get the chance to review. Thought I'd quickly pop in and do so now. As always I love your work and thought this was an excellent chapter. I'm glad we got to enjoy dharmamonkey's birthday gift too!
| ciaomichaella chapter 5 . 3/10/2013
I'm finally out from lurking & am here to leave a review. I actually read the first 4 chapters on my phone when Dharmamonkey tweeted about it & a part of me wishes I didn't read it then but instead read it when this chapter was posted because this is where the good stuff happens LOL. On a serious note, I thoroughly enjoyed the inside jokes clearly aimed at Dharmamonkey, as well as the interaction and discussions between Booth & Brennan with regard to the animals (very reminiscent of the Tiger episode on Bones). Looking forward to reading more of your stories :)
| dharmamonkey chapter 5 . 3/10/2013
There’s a lot to this story, more than I can discuss in the context of a single review. So I’ll focus on the way the romance developed: specifically, the way you started it off so beautifully, and the way you finished the story so deliciously.
“A moment passed. And then another. Their eyes never wavered from one another and before she knew it, Brennan was standing directly in front of her partner, her left hand still firmly holding his right, barely a couple of inches separating their bodies.”
These moments! This is what good romantic writing is made of: not just the big moments, but the little spaces in between those moments when every breath hangs on the next. A lot of writers try to do this, but you do it really well, leaving the reader gasping for breath along with the characters. I so loved the way you started us (them) off here.
“Without her permission, the hand that was not gripping Booth's raised and found itself resting lightly on his chest. She could feel his heart beat through the thin material of his white oxford shirt and the heat radiating from his body increased the longer they remained in such close proximity. She could see his racing pulse as it throbbed in the hollow of his throat; her eyes were fixed on the visually-pulsating rhythm it created and she realized that it matched the flow of her own blood, which she heard rushing through her ears.”
You made this so tangible and so real with the way you describe the tiny sensations of touch: the heartbeat through his shirt, the body heat, his pulse throbbing beneath his suprasternal notch, etc. Wonderful.
“Without forewarning, Booth's empty hand found purchase on her hip and guided her closer to his body, until their hips were aligned perfectly.” (I love seeing the word “purchase” used this way. Ahhh.) “He struggled to control his breathing, but when he caught a whiff of her faint perfume, all logical thoughts flew out the metaphorical window.” (More of that multi-sensual thing. You give us these love scenes in 3-D Sense-Around…) “He felt his pants grow uncomfortably tighter, and against his better judgment, he bent his neck and tilted his head, letting his lips brush against her temple softly.” (Ahhhh…I think I like the soft touches & light kisses even more than the, ehh, more intense, full-contact ones. So delicious to read.) “Brennan shivered when she felt his warm breath cross her skin.” (See what I mean? Soft touches. So nice.) “She felt as though her body was floating, like she wasn't in control of her own actions.” (And the way you describe these, us readers feel almost the same way. *THAT* is the sign of good smut.) “She felt Booth guide her left hand, pulling her arm straight down to their sides and then angling it, until she completed the movement he'd started and wrapped her arm around his waist, grabbing the back of his shirt, just above the waistband of his dark gray dress pants.” (I love this imagery. He’s not just grabbing her arm and guiding her to his dick. He wants the lovemaking. He wants to feel her wrapped around him. He knows he’ll be inside her soon enough but he wants to savor her.) “After releasing her hand, Booth ran his palm from her wrist to her bicep then snaked his arm around her shoulder, his hand coming to rest gently on the nape of her neck. He moved his right hand from her hip and slid it around to the small of her back and pulled her body tighter against his chest.”
Ahhh. And this is where we know that they are going to be OK. This tenderness doesn’t come out of thin air. It’s woven from intimacy and a deep sense of investment in the other person. Love the way you describe this moment.
“Booth thought his heart was going to break through his ribcage. He wasn't sure how they'd gotten into this position…one minute he was helping his partner off the floor, the next, he was inhaling her intoxicating scent – filling his lungs with her unique, sweet Bonesy fragrance and brushing his lips against the irresistible outer shell of her ear. He felt her lean into his embrace, and he couldn't help but smile against her temple, against her silky hair.”
Ahhhh. (I think I already said that a few times.)
So, somewhere in there I think there was a case—involving monkeys or something, a dead body (right?)—but all the while, these two people are migrating closer to one another, and the distance between them is narrowing to the point where they’re on the verge of becoming one.
And the way you gave us that! I really do enjoy the way you write these two. There’s heat, no doubt, but it’s the closeness, the intimacy, that you create which really does it for me.
It starts with this:
"’You are?’ Her genuine surprise at his statement told Booth that she really didn't understand how wonderful she was.”
Yes! This is the Brennan paradox. So confident in so many quarters of her life, even sexually, but she doesn’t ‘get’ how Booth can be so dazzled by her. This makes her vulnerable to him, with him, in a way she isn’t with any other person. And you let this vulnerability come across in a way that’s not overdone or heavy-handed. Perfect.
Love the way you deftly, gently close the physical and emotional space between them: “Booth leaned forward and rested his beer bottle on the table beside hers and leaned back again, this time, turning his body so he was facing her in a mirror image of how she sat, leaning into the couch-back with his right shoulder. When he repositioned himself, he was closer to her than he had been before, but she didn't pull away. He wasn't yet in her personal space, but he was close to it, and Brennan felt her pulse begin to race.”
I cannot sing enough praises for this wonderful little dose of perfectly-modulated Boothiness: "’But I should have known, Bones. I claim to be able to read people; but I wasn't anywhere close to understanding what I was reading in you…’ He turned her hand over in his, and traced her palm with his thumb as it hooked completely around her much thinner hand.” (I am such a sucker for hands—his hands, her hands, and the way their hands touch one another—and so I really, really loved this.) "That night… in the truck during the Eames case, when you told me you didn't want regrets…I can't explain to you the pain…the anguish I felt that night. And when I told you that Hannah wasn't a consolation prize…that was a lie. It was a lie and I shouldn't have said it…but I was angry then as well. I was angry that you waited until I was trying to move on to decide that you actually cared. And somewhere, in the back of my mind, I knew that I should have broken it off with Hannah that night; immediately…But my conscience got the better of me; and then I worried that if I did that…what if, once the case was over, you went back to being cut-off and distanced from me… I didn't know how I'd handle that." (There’s so much to love here: the way the words just gush out of him, like a reckless confession, and the bit of self-flagellation we get, which is itself so perfectly Boothy, the way he is totally willing to take all the blame for the situation which was not entirely of his making.)
“He studied their hands; her pale skin against his olive tan pigment…her soft daintiness against his hardened callouses…her elegant long thin fingers against his thicker, stronger ones…” (Oh lawd, the hands again. *sigh*)
"I hated being angry and I'm so sorry… I hated the man I became, and I will forever be grateful that you didn't dump my ass as your partner, demanding a new one from Cullen when I was such a dick…" (More self-flagellation. Oh, Booth. Such a good Catholic boy. So many sins to confess, so little time.)
What can I say about the lovin’ itself? Ahhhh. (I mean, really!) I think this is my favorite passage because of the intimacy and raw love it reveals: “He slowly backed away, nipping at her breasts once more as he passed then and she arched up to meet him eagerly. When he was passing over her tummy, he paused and gave her irresistible bellybutton a slow, warm French kiss, once again memorizing the delicious sounds that were emanating from somewhere deep inside her chest. When she thrust her hips upward again, he got the hint and continued his journey.” (The way he slows himself down, and the soft, gentle, quiet, deliberate exploration of her body. He wants it all, and he wants to remember every single sensation on the way there. There’s nothing Boothier than that in a situation like this—B&B’s first time, with love and tenderness—and I just loved it.)
I so loved this story, and am so grateful that you wrote it for me—for ME! I mean, for you, and for everyone else, but that you wrote a monkey-themed fic for the monkey-birthday means so much to me. It was fantastic. Everything you write gets better and better, woman, and it’s terrific to see you flesh these two characters out in a way we’ll never, ever get on the show. This was a great birthday present, and I am thrilled to see what you have in store for us next :-)
| Jane chapter 5 . 3/7/2013
I thoroughly enjoyed this little romp! Thank you for your time and effort. Thanks to dharmamonkey's parents for creating her and giving you cause to treat us all to this wonderful gift.
| Guest chapter 3 . 3/7/2013
I am so enjoying this, you have a fabulous writing style! Looking forward to the next chapters. :)
| parmr chapter 5 . 3/7/2013
| threesquares chapter 5 . 3/8/2013
Really sexy. Wonderful work J! This story made my week. Felt like my birthday! This was my favorite: "Bones…I promise, next time, and any time after that, you can have it however you want it…Fast and hard; slow and lazy; kinky or straight…Whatever… And believe me, there will be times that I just take it because that's how I need it…and you will demand it because that's how you need it." I don't know why but this part of the conversation was so hot! Michele
| yoshimi0701 chapter 5 . 3/8/2013
OMG SOOOO HOT. Need cold shower NOW.
| Guest chapter 4 . 3/5/2013
That was a sweet sweet scene of them early on. Now back to business. A really good story line, kept my interest throughout.