A/N: You can blame BrainySmrfs for this one. It was all her idea, I just ran with it. Enjoy!

~NM

And I Liked It

"You know, this is wicked."

"I've been trying not to think about that…especially when you're naked."

"Temperance Brennan…am I distracting you?"

"You most certainly are. I can't think with you lying here in my bed, and that has never happened to me with a sexual partner."

"Really now…the fact that I can fuck you stupid makes me so incredibly hot, Temperance."

Hannah moved from her side, where she had been resting after their latest round of lovemaking to slither along Brennan's equally-naked body. "Are you having second thoughts?"

Completely distracted by the slim finger circling her taut, hardened nipple, Brennan panted her response. "N-no….I have…never believed in monogamy. However…."

Hannah dipped her head and took the now straining nipple into her mouth. "However…?" She asked, her question muffled by Brennan's pliant flesh.

"I find that when I am around Booth….I feel…" Her back arched as her lover slid her hand down and began circling her clit, both moaning at the contact. "I find myself feeling a bit guilty."

"Oh, baby…" Hannah pressed soft, wet kisses along Brennan's torso, moving slowly but surely towards the juncture of her thighs. "Please don't feel guilty. What we're doing…" Her head suddenly came up, and blue eyes met blue eyes, both with fire sparking. "This is nothing but right." With that, her head dipped and Brennan moaned long and loud, lost in the sensation.

"Oh God, Hannah….yessss…."

B&H

Booth sat in front of his television, watching the Eagles lose and wondering where his girlfriend was. Hannah had been called away to interview someone at the Capitol, but that had been hours ago and Booth was getting restless. After a few minutes of contemplation, he decided to call his best friend and see if she was in the mood to go grab some dinner.

He pressed 2 on his speed dial (he really should swap those out and make Hannah 2) and waited for Brennan to pick up. When the call went to voice mail, he slammed his phone shut and let his head fall back on the sofa with a thump. Now he was not only horny, he was lonely, too. This was not how Booth pictured spending his Sunday nights at all.

B&H

It was after midnight when Booth finally heard the apartment door close softly. He rolled over in bed and watched as Hannah walked quietly into the bedroom, dropping her bag by the closet and turning to head into the bath.

Booth pulled himself out of bed quietly, and used Hannah's distraction of her nightly routine to sneak up on her, wrapping his arms around her slim waist. When she jumped violently, Booth chuckled.

"I'm sorry, babe. I couldn't resist." He nuzzled her neck. "I was missing you."

Hannah turned slightly into his embrace and kissed him lightly. "I missed you, too. But right now…I'm exhausted. I just want to shower and go to bed."

Booth dropped his arms and tried to hide the hurt in his eyes. "Alright, sure. You get cleaned up, and I'll just go back to bed." He turned and headed back into the bedroom. "Love you."

Hannah smiled and began getting undressed, relieved to have avoided what she was sure was going to turn into an argument. One they had been having quite a bit, lately.

As she stepped into the warm spray of the shower, Hannah thought back to her evening with Temperance. A smile slid across her face as she remembered each and every sigh, moan and kiss of their stolen night, the only guilt crossing her conscience was over not feeling enough guilt. The affair had started simply enough…a night out drinking, one too many for both of them, a shared cab and no inhibitions.

Afterwards, there had been plenty of guilt on Brennan's end, she didn't like betraying Booth one bit and she told Hannah that she thought it would be best if they came clean to Booth and tried to forget it ever happened. But something had clicked in Hannah's body, soul and mind during that first evening and she spent the next week trying to convince Brennan that what they had shared was special, and that it should, discreetly, continue.

To be honest, it hadn't taken much convincing on Hannah's part once she had shown up at Brennan's apartment that next weekend wearing nothing but a trench coat and a smile, carrying a bottle of good wine and carry out Chinese. They had eaten the food in Brennan's bed, both naked and completely comfortable with the fact. They found, incredibly, that they had much in common and both discovered that the other's tastes in books, movies and music coincided beautifully.

Neither had been in a more satisfying relationship, mentally or physically, ever. And months later, it only appeared to be getting better. The way Brennan knew every single spot on her body that made her scream, that set her aflame…it was something no man had ever been able to accomplish, even Seeley. In fact, her sex life with him had been getting more and more boring as her relationship with Temperance progressed, and she knew that soon she was going to have to break things off with him. It wasn't fair to him, but her heart was in charge and there was nothing she could do to change that now.

After getting into her pajamas, Hannah slipped into bed next to Booth and sighed gratefully, realizing that he was asleep. Rolling to her side, she let her eyes close and drifted off, thinking back to the wonderful evening she had spent in Temperance's arms.

B&H

After kissing Hannah goodbye and heading out the door, Booth was humming to himself as he unlocked his SUV and moved to put some files on the backseat. He stopped what he was doing and moved to pick up something on the floor of the backseat, eyes narrowing in confusion as he realized what he had in his hand. A pair of panties.

Booth tried to remember the last time he and Hannah had sex in his car, but it had been so long he was coming up blank. He fingered the silky garment, realizing that he had never actually seen this particular pair before. After months of dating, Booth was sure he had seen every piece of her lingerie, and these were not exactly her usual style….and they looked very expensive. Shrugging inwardly, he threw them back where he'd found them and got into his seat. He started the car just as Hannah stepped out of the building, throwing her a smile and a wave that she returned as she headed to her own vehicle. Just as Hannah was pulling out, a thought struck Booth.

Less than a week ago, he had his SUV in at the motor pool to be serviced, which included detailing. There was absolutely no way the guys in the pool would have left a pair of panties out without letting Booth know what they had found. They would have given him all kinds of shit about using the company car for extracurricular activities with his girlfriend. Which left him with one question.

How in the hell did that underwear get into his backseat?

B&H

Brennan was completely immersed in the paperwork on her desk when there was a light knocking on her office door. When she looked up, she gave her visitor a slow, sexy smile.

"Hi, Hannah. Something I can help you with?"

Hannah crossed the office and settled on Brennan's desk, arms crossed in front of her and a smirk on her face. "I can think of several things you can help me with. But right now, I only have a professional question."

Brennan raised an eyebrow in interest. "Really? You need to know something about my job?"

"Mmm…not exactly. It's really about your partnership with Seeley."

"Hannah…I've told you…"

"I know, I know…you've told me everything. And I told you, I understand about all of that. It's not like I would ever be jealous, right?" They both smiled at that. "This is more about how the whole thing works…I'd like to do a feature on the two of you, maybe trade in on the fact that I am sleeping with both of you."

Brennan's amused chuckle made Hannah relax. Sometimes she wasn't sure which of her jokes would get that reaction, or if she would be rewarded with that blank "I don't know what that means" look.

"Well, I am fine with it, but you'll have to speak with Booth. I'm not sure how he would feel about it."

Hannah nodded. "I'll speak with him tonight. We're supposed to have dinner."

"Oh." Brennan looked disappointed.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll get called out on a story tomorrow night, I promise. But tonight, I owe him this. I've been neglecting him."

Brennan nodded, looking down. "I know. I realize I have no claim on you, in fact I have no right to you at all, I just…"

Hannah sighed and moved from where she was leaning, pulling the window blinds down with a small flick of her wrist. Then, she sauntered over to the door, closing it and pulling the blind down on that as well. She turned and leaned against the door, hands behind her back and a wicked smile on her face.

"I want to be with you, Temperance. I do, I just…I can't think of a good way to end things with Seeley right now. I don't want to hurt him any more than this is already going to." She crossed to where Brennan sat, pulling her skirt up slightly and straddling her in the chair. "But I just can't resist you. I can't stop this, no matter how hard I try." She dipped her head and captured Brennan's lips with hers, massaging her tongue with her own, nipping at her lips…smiling when Brennan's hands slipped up her thighs and across her firm ass, sliding under her blouse. When she reached the clasp she was searching for, Brennan released it, letting Hannah's pert breasts free for her to explore.

A deep groan escaped the other woman as Brennan wrapped her lips around Hannah's now-free nipple through her still-buttoned blouse. Tugging with her lips, she used her hands to roam back down, finding Hannah's thighs warm and pliant under her explorations. She ran her nails up and down the soft flesh, drawing a whimper from Hannah and an answering wetness between her own legs.

"God, baby…I want you so badly…" Hannah gasped, standing suddenly and grabbing Brennan's hands and pulling her to the sofa, where they both collapsed in a tangle of limbs and passion.

Before she knew what was happening, Brennan found herself prone, Hannah's talented hand between her legs and her mouth on hers. They both gasped into the other's mouth as Hannah discovered how wet and ready Brennan was…and she could no longer deny her. Sliding down her body, a contented smile on her face, Hannah yanked at Brennan's slacks, giving a small noise of triumph as they slipped off, along with the panties, with almost no effort at all. With little finesse, Hannah buried herself in the wet, gorgeous heat of Temperance Brennan, intent on staying there until she couldn't breathe anymore or Brennan called her name…whichever came first.

What seemed like hours later, both women collapsed on the sofa, identical grins on their faces, breathing heavily.

"God, you're amazing." Brennan gasped.

"You're not so bad yourself, Temperance." Hannah leaned forward, taking another kiss and tasting herself on Brennan's lips. "That was wonderful."

They continued to softly touch and stroke each other, coming down from their sexual high slowly. After a few minutes, Hannah stood and began to redress.

"I need to get to work. But we can still get together tomorrow night, right?" She looked to Brennan hopefully.

Kissing her again, Brennan grinned. "Of course. I'll be waiting for you. Maybe we could eat. I'll make mac and cheese?"

Hannah laughed. "Is that all you know how to make, Temperance?"

"Apparently." Brennan stood and pulled her clothes back on regretfully. She watched with undisguised admiration as Hannah collected her things and prepared to leave, her slow movements showing that Hannah was no more excited about the separation than Brennan was.

"So…tomorrow?" Hannah grinned.

"What's tomorrow?" Booth's voice came from the doorway.

Brennan jerked at the interruption, but recovered nicely. "Hannah and I are going out for drinks. Girls night out."

"Yes, I hope you don't mind another night alone, Seeley." Hannah leaned to kiss him as she headed for the door.

Booth pulled back from Hannah and grinned lopsidedly. "Mmmm. You taste especially good today."

He missed Hannah's naughty grin as Brennan coughed slightly and hid her own answering smile.

"And no, I don't mind if you guys go out. Sounds like fun." Booth crossed to the sofa and flopped down, groaning. "I am so not in the mood for paperwork this morning, Bones."

"You'll survive." Brennan replied mildly. "And get your feet off my sofa. It stains easily."

Hannah stood at the door and waved goodbye to the partners. "Seeley, I'll see you tonight for dinner." He nodded. "And Temperance? I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Hannah." Brennan waved in return.

"Later, Hannah." Booth replied.

Brennan threw a stack of files on the coffee table and grabbed two mugs with the Jeffersonian symbol on them. "I'm getting coffee and I think there's donuts. Krispy Kreme. Interested?"

Nodding happily, Booth leaned back. "Thanks Bones, you're too good to me."

"It's nothing, Booth. I'll be right back."

After Brennan left, Booth snuggled even more into the sofa, trying to get comfortable. He reached underneath him to pull the blanket out from where it was shoved into the space between the cushions and the back and felt something strange. Grasping the object, he yanked it out, his face coloring when he realized what he held in his hand. A pair of deep blue, lacy panties with an inlaid butterfly and lace pattern. What's with all the panties everywhere today?

Embarrassed, Booth moved to shove them back where he'd found them when he suddenly did a double take. He recognized those panties. In fact, he had actually purchased that particular pair at a specialty shop in New York when he had been there on a training exercise last month. Booth was too shocked, and a little turned on, to move as realization struck him.

These were definitely his girlfriend's panties.