A/N: I'm going to use this story as just a compilations of random requests I get. So if you want, put me on alert and stick around for awhile!
This was written per request of angelsrebellion, who asked for "Booth/Bones, chocolate syrup fluff" :)
A secluded diner table, ice cream sundaes, and a fairly tipsy Bones comprised a situation that did not bode well for Seeley Booth.
"Dr. Shafer's unlil –unwill–unwillingness to accept my findings is compr–completely per–preposterous."
As she stumbled over her words, Booth's eyes slowly drifted to her hand, which was quite diligently trying to maneuver a glob of ice cream on to her spoon. His gaze followed that hand as it floated up to her mouth, and stopped on her mouth when the hand was pulled away.
Brennan's eyebrows knitted together, and she stopped mid-sentence. "What?"
He brought his own hand up to his lip, and brushed at it, indicating that she had a huge streak of chocolate syrup on her lip. Awkwardly, she puckered her lips and attempted to look down at it. He smiled.
And, in a moment of glorious weakness, he couldn't help himself from leaning over and gently sucking it off her lip.