A/N: Since the 5th season started, every time I listen to a song, I throw Booth/Bones into it :) Is it a sickness? Well I don't think so…Some of you reading know the feeling. An idea takes hold until it threatens to practically strangle you! I finally gave in and put some of it on paper. Maybe that'll help. As stated in the summary, some of these works will contain M material (can't help it, the smut calls me) so proceed accordingly.
Disclaimer: Again with this? Let's see…The only things that belong to me are the thoughts that run through my head. It's an interesting place, so I wouldn't venture there by yourself after dark. If you did though, I'd guarantee we'd find my version of Booth and have ourselves a fantabulistic time!
~B hearts B~
He absolutely hated working late these days. Why you ask? Well, that would be because of one Temperance Brennan. Ever since they obliterated that joke of a line it's been heaven on Earth. He could touch her when he wanted, kiss her when he wanted…Whoa buddy, better stop that train of thought or the paperwork will never get finished!
He was trying to shake out those thoughts when he heard the unmistakable sound of power shutting down. A second later he was enveloped in complete darkness. No light inside, no light outside. A complete power outage as far as his eyes could see. Right now, thousands of people will be calling the power company, stressing over the inconvenience. Not Seeley Booth. Another mans inconvenience is his ticket to getting home early to the woman he loves.
He gets on his cell and lets her know he's coming home. More importantly, he tells her to be wearing that t-shirt he loves so much. The one that hugs every curve and comes down just below her sweet and perfect cheeks.
What he wasn't expecting was the extra little touches she threw in. Outsiders have this impression of her, that she's cold and unfeeling. Well he's happy as hell those people don't know how she can truly be. That side she saves for him. She's no where near cold and unfeeling, she's hot and feels hotter.
As soon as he put the key in the door he heard the music and saw the light from under the door. He looked around, momentarily confused. The power was still out right? When the door opened he saw it, the CD player on the table and candles everywhere. Actually, everywhere was an understatement. What he saw next derailed all cognitive thinking. Standing in the living room was the most perfect object on Earth. Shit, more like the most perfect object in the entire universe. Her skin and eyes were glowing from the candle light. His eyes were drinking her in when the current song registered in his head.
When you light those candles
Up there on that mantle, setting the mood
Well, I just lie there staring
Silently preparing to love on you
Well, I can feel the heat from across the room
Ain't it wild what a little flame can make you wanna do
Oh yeah, it was obvious what he wanted to do. And he wasted no time getting to where she was so he could show her.
He cupped her face with both of his hands, sweeping his thumbs across her cheekbones. That's when he saw it, the smile she reserves just for him in moments like this and every time it floors him.
She takes his hands in hers and starts leading him to the bedroom. In her eyes is an unspoken promise. A promise of unbridled passion that can only be experienced as they come together as one.
In the back ground the music played on as if the song were written just for them, for this very moment.
Don't know how you do it
I love the way I lose it, every time
What's even better
Is knowing that forever you're all mine
The closer you get, the more my body aches
One little stare from you is all it takes
I melt every time you look at me that way
It never fails, anytime, any place
This burn in me is the coolest thing I've ever felt
~B hearts B~
A/N: The song is "I Melt" by Rascal Flatts. I have an entire iPod of songs to choose from, but if anyone has a suggestion or a request, don't hesitate to let me know!
~*~ Happy Thanksgiving ~*~