Booth sat at his desk going over the paperwork for his latest case when his phone rang. He cringed as he glanced at the caller id. It was Bones calling. For a moment he contemplated not answering the call, but then realized that not answering would certainly cause him grief that he just didn't want to deal with right now. After a couple more rings, he picked up the line and closed his eyes, wondering what she wanted this time.
"I just checked my body temperature and cervical mucous, and both are at an optimum for ovulation." Booth cringed again. God the woman had him exhausted from the number of times they'd 'tried' to conceive.
"Okay, so what is that supposed to mean for me?"
"I need you to leave work and meet me at my apartment now so that we have the best chance at conception." He slumped, defeated.
"Bones, I really have a lot of work to do and can't get away from headquarters right now."
"If I can find the time to take off of work for this, then you can too. The sooner you can get to my apartment, the better." She hung up, leaving him no more room to argue. As Booth flipped his phone shut, he dropped his head down onto his desk. Why did he agree to do this again? Donating his stuff was one thing, but to actually engage in intercourse with her for the purposes of conception while they were just beginning a more personal relationship was insane. Well, not really insane, but it certainly put on a level of pressure he didn't want to deal with at the moment.
Damn Bones and her logical mind too. When he'd made a complaint about the whole arrangement, she simply smirked and pointed out that the Catholic church condoned sexual intercourse for procreation the only acceptable form. Booth knew when he was defeated. He also knew that Bones was the only woman who could have him completely whipped the way that he was. Truth be told, he really was too tired to want to perform for her, because in all honesty that's what it felt like. He was performing for her rather than sharing an intimate experience.
"Hey Booth, the boss wants... what the hell's wrong with you," Charlie Burns asked from the doorway of Booth's office. Booth raised his head to look at the agent and even though it would go against everything he believed in, he wanted to burst into tears over the whole situation.
"Please tell me that I have to stay here through lunch for something that absolutely can't wait and that I'll be here until the early hours of the morning completing an assignment?"
"Um, no. He just wants to know if you've signed up for that training course yet." Charlie watched as Booth's head dropped back down onto the desktop.
"Damn, that means I have to go have sex now." With a sigh he sat up and ran a hand over his face. Charlie just looked on, completely perplexed.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Have you ever been in love? I mean like so in love that you'd do absolutely anything the other person asked of you short of oh I don't know, murder?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Then you won't understand. I'm going now, and I'm not sure when today I'll be back." With that, Booth stood up and headed from his office. Charlie moved out of the doorway to let Booth pass, shaking his head at the normally confident agent.
"Okay, but make sure that you sign up for that class before you go."
Booth made it to Brennan's apartment and paused before putting his key into the lock. Never did he think that sex with Bones would be a chore, but boy was he wrong. Ever since she'd got it back into her head to have a child, their whole lives had changed. At first it was just him insisting that they be all in, no sperm donation without full participation for him as a parent. She was hesitant to agree, but finally decided that having him as a partner in child rearing was a good thing. During the first two attempts at insemination, they grew closer, and finally he talked her into giving them a chance. All in, no holding back from each other. They started dating while still working on the conception of a child, and Temperance got it into her head that they had the best chance if they had sex as often as possible.
You wouldn't think it was a bad thing, but things had moved very rapidly from hot and spontaneous to what was happening today. He was all for nooners, but the way that she was scheduling them took all the sexy right out of it.
Finally, he stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind him. As he trudged back to the bedroom, he couldn't help but wonder what exactly she had in store for them this time. Making his way to the room, he groaned as he pushed the door open.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me," he groaned and ran a hand down his face. Brennan lay naked under the covers, her clothes folded on a chair in the corner of the room as she waited for him.
"What's the matter Booth?"
"I can't do this. I can't." Temperance frowned at him from her place in the bed.
"What can't you do?"
"This," he said, indicating her lying there. "I mean what the hell Bones? It looks like I'm just here to service you. How the hell is this sexy?"
"I told you that I'm at my optimal temperature for ovulation, and my cervical mucous is clear and stringy, an indication that I'm at the correct time for conception." Booth shook his head and put his hands at his waist. Obviously she just didn't understand what the problem was.
"I get that, really, but how the hell am I supposed to be interested when it looks like you're planning on leaving money for a job well done when all of this is over? If this is what our love life is going to turn into until you get pregnant then maybe we should just forget the whole thing, because seeing you like this is doing nothing for me."
"Seeing me naked?"
"No. Seeing you set this up like a business transaction." Booth grumbled and leaned up against the dresser. "How did we go from hot and heavy to this?"
"Well, what do you propose we do to solve this? I'm sure I can stimulate you either manually or orally to get you ready for intercourse if that's the problem."
"I don't know Bones. Maybe the problem is that because we went into this relationship while trying to have a child we aren't focusing on each other. Maybe we need to put the whole baby thing on hold for a while and just be us again, because if every time we have sex it's to you waiting for me like this, then it just isn't going to work. I can't get excited about this."
Both were silent as they looked at each other. Booth didn't want to give up the relationship with Brennan, but something had to give as her quest to conceive had finally reached a breaking point.
"So you don't want to have a child with me," she asked when she finally spoke again. Booth moved from the dresser and laid down next to her on the bed. He reached out and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear before answering her.
"I want to have a child with you, but if this is the way we're going to go about it, then I just can't get behind it, do you understand? Why can't we just be together and let nature take its course?" She nodded and Booth leaned in to give her a kiss on the lips. When they pulled apart, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his side. They lay together quietly for a while, fingers laced together and just being there.
"Will you make love to me?" He looked at his partner and smiled before placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"So no more of this baby nonsense?"
"I think that maybe we keep the option open, but I promise not to be so demanding in future. I mean if we conceive, fine, but if we don't then I won't try to force the issue."
"That's all I ask. I just want my sexy girlfriend back, the one who likes to surprise me by showing up at my apartment wearing nothing but a trench coat and black stilettos." He grinned at her and kissed her, one kiss leading to another until they began to deepen. Brennan wrapped her arms around him, pulling him over her as their tongues met, sliding across each other sensually.
She had to admit that she did miss the foreplay that had been lacking since she'd made conception a goal. Booth was so good at what he did to her body, and she could feel her skin beginning to tingle as he moved his lips from her mouth down onto her neck, sliding his teeth over the skin and sending shivers over her body. She moved her head to the side to give him better access to her neck and wrapped her arms around him, frowning for a moment as she remembered that he was still fully dressed.
She pushed at his jacket, getting it off of his shoulders as he shrugged it the rest of the way off. When his lips returned to her skin, he trailed open mouthed kisses down onto her breasts before pulling one rosy tip into his mouth and sucking. Brennan arched up into him even as she fumbled with his tie and shirt, determined to get them off of him.
She loved the way that he could make her respond and had thoroughly missed what he could do to her body. It seemed he was right and she had gone a bit overboard with wanting him to perform in order to get pregnant. What he was doing to her now made her entire body buzz with arousal. Her skin flushed and she could feel the moisture gathering between her legs in anticipation of him filling her as only he could.
After lavashing her breasts with attention until her nipples were aching points, he moved further down her body, his fingers invading her core, slipping in and out as he nibbled his way to her belly button, his tongue swirling there for a moment.
"Booth, please," she moaned, her hips arching toward him as he continued to play with her.
"Let me feel you in me," she murmured, biting down a squeal as he pressed the pads of his fingers into her sensitive walls, sensation shooting up her body. She could already feel herself tensing up for an impending orgasm, but wanted to have the ultimate connection with him as it happened.
Booth pulled away from her to finish undressing, finally ready for her as he settled between her welcoming thighs. He kept his tip just at her entrance, wanting to look at her when they became one.
"I love you," he said when their eyes finally met and he slipped into her warmth, groaning at the feel of her around him. Brennan whimpered and pressed her hips up to meet his as he began to move, their rhythm establishing within a couple of thrusts.
How could she have been turning this into something so clinical? As she looked into Booth's eyes, she could see his love and adoration there. This man, she realized would do anything for her, and it pained her that she'd been disregarding how he might have felt with the situation. They really did just need to spend some time together, learning each other before bringing another person into the equation. They wouldn't be able to connect once a child was there. Their attention would have to be on providing for that new life, and it would affect their sex life. Who knew if they'd be able to be spontaneous in future.
Brennan's brow furrowed as the thoughts continued to swirl in her head. She looked at Booth and could see him concentrating, holding back on his own pleasure to ensure that she reached her peak as well. Oh god, a child would change everything.
"Booth, I don't think I can do this." He looked at her again, eyes glazed over and sweat forming on his brow as he moved in her. He couldn't hold out much longer.
"Can't do what baby," he asked through clenched teeth.
"I don't think I can have a child."
"So you don't want to get pregnant?"
"Then don't move."
"What," she asked as she shifted under him. He grunted and lost his control, panting as waves of relief swept over him.
AN: Well, that's it. All twenty six letters of the alphabet used. I hope you liked this one as it was actually based off of a dream I had. Pregnancy can cause the strangest dreams let me tell you. Anyway, let me know what you think, and I truly hope that you enjoyed this final chapter of Alphabet Soup.