This is a bit of gen fluff that wouldn't leave my brain. It's my first proper Bones ficlet. I hope you enjoy!

"Missionary all the way baby," Hodgins grinned at Angela as he downed his tequila shot. Angela just rolled her eyes, muttered something about boring rich geeks, and turned to Booth expectedly. The FBI agent just blinked at her before whispering furtively to his partner.

"You never said I'd have to participate." Booth hissed at Brennan who just grinned back at him over a Martini.

"It's just a game, Seeley." Cam pouted as she sidled closer to Zack, more to prop him up than anything else. They had begun by playing 'I Never' and (to the surprise of all) the grad student had gotten so drunk that they had to switch to 'favourite sexual positions' until he was sober enough to hold his shot glass. "You're the one who said we needed more team building exercises."

"For you Camille. I get enough of these back at Quantico!"

"Doggy style," Brennan shouted suddenly, causing both Hodgins and Booth to splutter around their drinks. Cam grinned, patting Zack's thigh encouragingly when his head lolled onto her shoulder, and Angela rolled her eyes. "What?" Brennan asked her friend with a puzzled expression on her face. "It's my favourite position."

"It's not your turn yet, it's Booth's." Angela said as she sidled closer to Hodgins who, in a surprising twist to the Montenegro-Hodgins saga, failed to notice. "Come on Booth it can't be one rule for you and another one for the rest of us. That's not teamwork that's a dictatorship. You have to tell us. I told you mine."

"You showed me yours Angela. My eyes will never be the same again. Fine," Booth grumbled, his eyes drifting between Cam and Brennan uneasily. "I like blowjobs."

"I bet you do big boy," Angela purred as Booth slammed a tequila shot. He was so going to regret that in the morning.

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