#Dr Lance Sweets

[call-signvalkyrie]

Not me dreaming about Lance Sweets when I'm in love with Seely Booth

[the-river-rix]

Sweets taking notes during a session but he’s not taking notes and he’s actually writing Lance Addy over and over again in pink glitter pen

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

Dr Sweets to the Rescue (Y/N Hotchner x Dr Lance Sweets - platonic)

Prompt: 'I wish they didn't save me'

Warnings: I don't really know how to word the warning but reader wishes he wasn't saved, talks of funeral, grief, coping with loss

Word count: 325

“I wish they didn’t save me.” You sighed, you may as well be honest with him, he’d see right through you anyway.

“Why’s that?” He asked, he tilted his head. It was his signature ‘I’m paying attention and I want you to know that I’m paying attention’ position.

“It would have been easier…”

“For you or the team?” He asks, normally, he’d have a pen in hand ready to take notes – but you had asked him to keep it off the record.

“Everyone.”

“You think it would have been easier for the team if they didn’t make it in time?” He furrows your eyebrows, “Who was the first one to find you?”

“Aaron,”

“You think it would have been easier for your brother to see his little brother dead?” You don’t answer, eyes firmly locked on your hands. “You think it would have been easier for the team to have to bury you? For your brother and boyfriend – and your friends – to carry your coffin?”

“They’d get over it,” You shrugged.

“(Y/N), that isn’t something you just get over,” He argued, "That is something that would stick with them for the rest of their lives."

“I thought therapists were supposed to be nice,”

“I am being nice. And that doesn’t apply when you’re also friends,” Sweets says with a laugh. “But I’m being honest, you knew I would be, that’s why you agreed to meet.”

“I know,” You mumble. “I just feel like my existence has made everything so much more complicated.”

“That’s normal after something like this,”

“I just, we get into situations like this all the time, I should be fine. Everyone else is fine when they go through something-”

“That you know of.” Sweets’ interjects, “They’re okay as far as you know. Everyone has hidden pain,”

“Well, it seems like I need to get better at hiding it then.”

"No, that's very clearly not what I'm saying,"

"That's what I'm hearing."

[trinrose3]

A better ending for Sweets instead of “kill him off because the actor left” :

Maybe if they had like a few episodes where during a case that was a child abuse / neglect incident and the fact that him and Daisy were expecting a child could have reopen some of those old wounds that have to do with his own abuse. Maybe he reevaluates what he wants to do and instead quites the FBI and goes around helping other foster children or becomes an educator/advisor for social services workers or smth.

like they knew he was leaving they could have easily done something instead of have him die on a random case

[gremlinbean]

I love how excited Sweets was to poke the brain in 4x2

[dprgod]

4 yo me had a massive crush on Dr. Reid and Dr. Sweets, 18 yo me has an obsession with both ‼️‼️

[wikiangela]

no idea how this happened but Dr Sweets might have taken over Angela's spot as my favorite character 😂 (or at least they're equal lol)

I just love him so much, he's the best 😂

[kreeture-19]

I've been rewatching Bones a lot lately and got inspired to draw my favorite character (and the cutest guy on the show), Dr. Lance Sweets. 💀🦴🧠 Bones was one of my absolute favorite shows as a kid. I remember I got special permission to stay up late on Thursdays so I could watch the new episodes. That probably explains a lot about who I am as an adult…

[crayonverse]

TEMPERANCE BRENNAN & DR LANCE SWEETS

i made these and i love them <3 dr sweets is my new blorbo rn and i think hes great. i really like both of these i think i did well. also did well hiding tempy's ears in her hair <33

ALSO ALSO im trying an new style out with skins and i like it a lot more than the other one

[inbarfink]

[the-river-rix]

Bones hcs series‼️

In this series I’m gonna just be dumping a bunch of my hcs surrounding different relationships and characters in Bones, because I’m insane and need to get my thoughts out somehow!

I will very happily take requests on ships/characters!! My ask box is always open!

This was inspired by a conversation with @sourcandyceo so ty!

Hcs below the break!

Zack x Sweets hcs

I think they would sing/play music together and (in a reality where Zack is free and Sweets is alive at thr same time) they are karaoke partners

They’re T4T and end up bonding over it when Zack mentions that Hodgin’s paid for his top surgery

They both really like physical touch once they get close with each other

Sweets loves playing with Zack’s hair especially

They play chess together (Zack is astounded and a little mad when Sweets wins)

Zack goes from (mainly) calling him Dr Sweets to Sweets to Lance as they get closer

Booth makes fun of/complains about Sweets liking Zack until Sweets calls him homophobic

They get into heated discussions/debates over sci-fi movies (and other shared stereotypically nerdy interests they’re both shown to have), mainly a debate over whether Firefly or Star Wars is better (Zack on team Firefly-he’s right- and Sweets on team star wars)

Zack actually really likes nicknames and terms of endearment (as seen with Hodgins and Cam in particular) and when Sweets catches on he starts using a bunch of them with Zack (Zacko, Zackaroni, Addy, etc) one time he accidentally calls him Zaddy in an attempt to start a new nickname and is mortified (this goes over Zack’s head completely)

Sweets gives him a weekly update on the cases they’ve solved, with details and sometimes photos

Sweets loves Zack’s freckles/moles

Zack agrees to let Sweets (attempt) to teach him psychology if he lets Zack teach him anthropology/complex math

They’re terrible at flirting because most of Sweets’s flirting goes over Zack’s head and most of Zack’s flirting are complimentary statements without a clear tone

Those are some of my sillier ones these are some of my sadder ones

Sweets helps Zack with his lasting nerve damage chronic pain and scar tissue care needed due to the explosion using tricks he learned growing up to cope with the injuries he suffered due to abuse

Zack is deeply jealous of Sweet’s relationship with Brennan and Booth and struggles to understand that Sweets found the familial love and validation he craved from them

Sweets is deeply jealous of the level of respect and professional validation Zack receives from Booth and Brennan

Zack ends up developing c-ptsd and suffers from flashbacks and severe nightmares as a result, and Sweets tries to help him cope but Zack is too guarded to let him help much

Sweets is quietly jealous and a little resentful of Zack’s massive ‘loving’ family because of how he grew up (only child, adopted, bad foster homes )

Zack’s family doesn’t visit him (hes basically disowned) because of how horrified they are about Gormogon (they called him a freak just because he worked with bones I doubt they’d try to empathize with alleged murder and potential cannibalism), when Sweets finds out he’s both guilty for being jealous and furious about it- he almost calls Zack’s family but he asks him not to

Zack ends up trusting Sweets enough to tell him details and stories about Iraq and Gormogon that he never tells anyone else

He thinks of Sweets every time he sees his reflection and his scar (post s10)

Zack develops a habit/stim of rubbing his head scar when he’s upset because it makes him feel closer to Sweets

After getting out Zack visits Sweets’s grave regularly, to return the care shown by Sweets through his weekly mental facility visits

[shelbgrey]

Dating Lance Sweets Headcanons:

Paring: Lance Sweets x Hodgins!Reader

Summary: Headcanons about Lance dating Hodgins' little sister.

A/n: I'm on a roll with my Lance content, I love this man. Also there might be some nsfw content so be aware.

🩵MasterList 🩵Dating Lance mood board

I think you guys would be clueless to your feelings, like they're obviously there and everyone can see It expect you two.

You two became best friend first and guys spent so much time trying to get Booth and Bones together, you didn't relize the feeling you had for each other.

Booth noticed first, the leangering glances Lance would give you, how his eyes would light up everytime you entered to room. In Booth's words Lance was a love-sick puppy.

You were just the same, your brother Hodgins knows you like the back of his hand so he'd notice how you'll smile when you talk about Lance or how you just turn bright red in his presence.

You kinda just always had missed opportunities and your friends were getting sick of it, your the 'mom' of the group dispite you being one of the youngest, so your always trying to help everyone else find their happiness.

“why don't you just tell him how your feel?” Angela asked one day. You didn't know how to respond.

He confessed first... It was on the day he thought he was gonna lose you forever. The Gravedigger buried you in the car with Hodgins.

He didn't leave your side when you got taken to the hospital. “please don't leave me... I love everything about you even the things I don't like.. God I love you”

The rest was history... You guys ended up together quicker than Bones and Booth... Apparently there was a bet going around the Jeffersonian on which couples would end up together first, I'll tell ya Cam lost a butt load of money to Hodgins.

Anyway, he's the Sweetest boyfriend you'll ever find. Your the best thing that ever happened to him.

It won't take long for him to open up about his time in foster care and the abuse he endored. You'd hold him as a few stray tears would leave his eyes.

He would talk about the parents he did end up with in the end a lot. The older couple showed him what love was and he was greatful for it. He'd always say how much his adopted mother would love you. “she would have loved you”

This man need physical contact a lot. He's a big cuddler and just needs you in his arms, it's a comfort and a protection thing.

He's big on hand holding too, if your walking around the city your hands will be locked together, or sometimes hell just hold your had if your setting down at a table or something.

There's a lot of neck and forehead kisses being handed out by this man. He loves wrapping his arms around you from behind and just trail soft kisses down your neck.

He loves it when you kiss him on the cheek It's always innocent and loving, and a quick way to love on him even if you're in public or at work.

We can't gloss over the nose, It's super cute gester he loves doing. He thinks is adorable to watch your nose scrunch it up when he press his lips to it, but that just makes you cuter in his eyes.

And maybe he'll just nuzzle his nose to yours... I think it's Eskimo kisses or something, whatever it is it's a cute motion of love he loves doing.

He can be a rough kisser, but mostly he's a passionate kisser. He pours all his love and emotions into it, he makes sure your the only one on this earth he wants to love.

Sometimes if your not busy at the Jeffersonian he'll call you up so you can keep him company in his office, you'll just curl up in his lap while he dose paper work.

He loves it when you curl up on his lap and loves it when your fingers run through his hair or massage his scalp while he's working or your just cuddling.

He hangs out at your office in the Jeffersonian a lot too, sometimes he could be pest(you'll never tell him that nor will you tell him to go away) but you love the company and he's always there to help you with evidence.

Oh, since he's a Shrink is basically impossible for you to lie to him, but he's easy to talk to. I think that you talking to him as your boyfriend and not a psychiatrist helps a lot too.

“I know when your lying”

“because your and Shrink or because your my boyfriend?”

“both” he responded.

God, this man loves everything about you. You have a couple of tattoos, he wants to know about them. It doesn't matter what type of hair you have or if you like it or not, he loves it. He'll love your voice, body, personality... Everything.

He loves your eyes, He loves how innocent and beautiful they looked, they're so gentle to him.

When he talks about you, they just know he's in love. Booth tease him saying he has drool or heart eyes.

“Booth, did you know she has like five smiles?”

“is this a Shrink thing or 'I'm so in love' thing?” he'll ask but still want to know. He's happy Lance finally found someone.

“she has this one smile when she finds something funny and there's one when she's just talking about her friends.. There's this cute little smile she gets when I compliment her... It's my favorite, she's cute when she gets all shy”

He's very protective of you, he not a violent person in the slightest but if someone caused you harm he'll tear the world down.

He's so afraid of losing you, your the best thing that's ever happened to him and he doesn't want to screw it up. Of course he doesn't have to worry about that.

Your always resuring him that your always gonna be by his side. With that I think he's secretary insecure, he's never really had anyone drool over him like girls do Booth, so your always telling him how handsome he is.

“your so Handsome, have I ever told you that?”

He just the same way with you, always telling you your perfect or beautiful. Sometimes you feel a little bit out of his league, but there's no one he'd rather be with than you.

He leaves love notes every where for you to find, sometimes it will be on your mirror, sometimes in the book your reading at the time, no matter what your always finding his sweet messages.

You have a folder in your office with every single post-it, scratch paper, card, anything with a love note you kept.

It's the small things that matter most. He loves dancing with you to your favorite songs. It brings a softer side to your guys chaoic lives.

Your Song is 'Can't help falling in love' by Elvis Presley.

He teaches you how to play chess, you show interest in playing the game after watching him play dozens of them during a case involving a chess club. You would copy his stratagies, but you still couldn't really figure it out. He beat you everytime.

He finds it both frustrating and adorable that you have nicknames for the pieces. The most famous ones are 'little horseys' or 'the skinny castles'

Sometimes he'll let you win just so he can see you smile and do a little victory dance.

“how about we play checkers, I'm good at checkers” you said dumping the chess board.

You beat him at checkers everytime.

You love hearing him play piano, he'll learn your favorite songs and play them for you. You talked him into teaching you how to play, it's a great way for you to spend time together.

But if he's in the right mood he'll mess with you.

“I can't concentrate when you do that” you laughed. He was standing behind you while his hands moved around you. “doing what?” he said, kissing your neck.

He goes all out with dates rather if it's a night out or in. If it's a movie night he'll get all your favorite snacks and movies and make a comfy theater for you to cuddle in. If it's a night out he'll take you anywhere your heart desires.

A/n: this is just my headcanon for me and him: he'll remember the small things, like you mentioned you loved Elvis and have never be to Graceland. This man will keep the trip a secret, make sure you both have time off work and he'll suprise you. Hell, he might even propose to you there.

He has alot of nicknames for you, but the most common one is Baby or Honey.

Your nickname for him is Sweetie or Sweetheart, it goes with his last name and you refuse to call him Lancealot.

Speaking of Lancelot... The girl that calls him that causes a bit of commotions for you. Daisy had a huge crush on him(in this universe they never dated) and she's tied her hardest to be with him. Lance is faithful to you and told her fermly that he'd never betray you. She didn't let up for a while and even tried to use your inncecurites against you.

After Lance saw your tears and heard you question everything he quickly put a stop to everything.

He'll notice the little things, like how the only gummies you'll eat is gummy sharks. You don't like the worms because they remind you of snakes and the bears are too cute to eat.

Speaking of sharks and the ocean, Angela made you a vertical aquarium for the screen in your office after the case involving the lion fish.

Sometimes you and Lance will set infront of it relaxing while you watch the fish.

If your in bed he'll always have his arms around you. Rather your the little spoon or your on his chest. But sometimes if his day is rough he'd want to be the little spoon. His favorite feeling in the world is your arms around him and your fingers running through his hair.

You love his curls and you'll play with his hair any chance you get. It's a very comfterting feeling to him so he's neve apposed to it.

I don't think he'd waist much time when it comes to proposing to you. He knew you were the one the second he met you, of course he'll let your relationship grow and strangthen but he'd definitely bought a ring seven months into the relationship.

He'll carry the ring around everywhere too, without you knowing too. If there's a perfect moment to do it he'll have it on hand.

And you know Booth helped him pick out the ring.

Speaking of Booth and Bones, those to took you under their wings, Booth is your best friend and your adopted big brother. Temperance loves you to and you got her permission to call her Bones.

NSFW headcanons:

He tries his hardest to be romantic all the time, during sex especially. He wants you to know just how much he loves and adores you.

He's the most loving person during sex, hell he is all the time. He'll also try his best to make it as romantic as possible, if not he's always holding you close and kissing you so you know how much he loves you.

Your pace all depends on your moods honestly. Usually it's slow and loving, everything moves so quickly in his life so it's nice to just savor moments like this. But if you get him riled up or push the right buttons that switch will be flipped in seconds.

He loves missionary, keeping eye contact while he fucks you. He loves how you dig your nails into his back and wrap your legs around his waist to bring him impossibly closer.

He love getting head. I feel like he’d like having you on your knees. Plus, feeling your lips around him pushes him closer to cumming in your mouth.

Loves eating you out,your legs around his head. He loves your legs in general and loves leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He'd rather pleasure you for hours than receive.

Hair pulling, he loves feeling your fingers in his curls rather your tugging or just playing with it.

He loves hearing you moan. If you try to hold back or even muffle them when it's unnecessary, he'd put an end to it. “don't hold back, let me hear your voice”

He definitely has a Praise kink, he loves making you feel loved and appreciated. He love how he can easily make you blush. “your so Beautiful”

He's not opposed to hearing your praises either, he wants to know how good he's making you feel.

He's a soft Dom and he always makes sure your comfortable. He loves to take control in the bed but would never push you.

I think he'll feel most a power if your in his office and he has you bend over his desk or maybe your just setting on top of it, getting railed.

I think he needs to keep eye contact and just feel you as close as possible, so if your on his desk your facing each other. He loves it when you wrap your legs around his waist pulling him closer as he rams into you.

There has been a couple of times Booth has walked in on you, he'll hear the desk legs scratching aginst the floor and things falling. Safe to day Booth has lernd to knock.

“Lance he just saw us!” you panted.

“I was too busy to notice” he said kissing your shoulder.

So there's alot of office sex with him, they're mostly quickies which aren't his favorite but he's never apposed to it.

Speaking of which, he refuses to refer sex as 'fucking', he thinks is degrading towrds you so it's just sex or 'making love' in his vocabulary.

This man is amazing when it comes to aftercare. He knows exactly what you need and when. After your both cleaned up and he makes sure your okay he'll pull you to his chest to cuddle, my boy needs cuddles after sex.

[byersbootyshorts]

Missed Reservation (L.S.)

You and Lance get a little distracted before your Valentine’s Day dinner reservation, meaning you end up having to order takeout.

Word Count: 2,126

EXPLICIT CONTENT MINORS DNI!!

Warnings: sub!Lance, fem!dom!reader, smut, unprotected sex, eating (pizza, not the other thing you're thinking about you filthy whores), language

yes, I wrote this instead of finding myself a real Valentine's date

Lance knocked on your door as you were just finishing doing your hair. You swore under your breath as you looked at the time and saw that you were running slightly behind. It was your first Valentine’s Day as a couple and Lance was way too enthusiastic about it. He’d booked a reservation in a restaurant that you deemed way too expensive for either of you to afford. But, you thought it was cute that he’s made such an effort and you didn’t want to ruin it for him by being late. Wrapped in a black satin robe, you walked hastily to the door.

“Hey, sorry I’m running behind,” you sighed, inviting him in.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll still make it on time,” Lance replied optimistically.

“I just have to pull on my dress and we can go.” You gave him a quick kiss before rushing back to your bedroom. You already had your make up on and your hair was done. Pulling on a dress would only take a minute.

Absentmindedly, Lance followed you into the room. He took a seat on the edge of your bed and fiddled with his tie.

“You gonna watch me change, pervert?” you joked. You didn’t care if he saw you in your underwear for a minute. He’d seen you in a lot less before.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he said, shifting his position so that he was facing away from you.

You chuckled, walking over to him so he could see you once again. “I’m kidding, sweetheart,” you smiled down at him and began to untie the robe. You slowly pulled it off your shoulders, revealing a brand new bra you’d bought for the occasion. Lance ogled up at you, shamelessly eyeing the red laced garment. You let the robe drop to the floor and that’s when Lance noticed your panties, the same shade of red and pattern of lace as the bra.

“You know I was saving this for later,” you said, noticing his eyes flick between the two pieces of the matching set. “I guess we can call this a sneak peek.”

“You’re beautiful,” he said, involuntarily reaching for your waist.

“And you’re getting ahead of yourself,” you replied, intercepting his hand. You pulled it up to your mouth and kissed it. “But thank you,” you mumbled.

You turned away from Lance to face your wardrobe. You already knew which dress you were going to wear so it was only a matter of pulling it off the hanger, undoing the zip and pulling it onto your body. It was tight, but not in a bad way. It hugged your curves flatteringly, the scarlet colour bringing out your complexion.

The last thing you had to do was zip the dress back up. But it was proving to be more difficult than you anticipated. You didn’t struggle with it for long before you realised you had someone who could assist you.

“Lance, could you zip me up?” you asked, pulling your hair to the side and bringing your back into his view.

“Of course,” he said, practically jumping off your bed and moving towards you.

His warm hand skimmed your back as he reached for the delicate zipper. But, instead of hearing the sound of the zipper closing up the fabric, you heard Lance’s breath behind your ear. He exhaled, causing a shiver to shoot down your spine.

Then, his lips gently brushed the back of your neck, his hands abandoning their place on the zipper and landing on your hips. He moved to the right side of your neck and began kissing a trail up to your jaw. You craned your neck to accommodate him, shutting your eyes for a moment before coming to your senses.

“Lance, we don’t have time for this,” you said. But, despite your insistent tone, you didn’t pull away. You couldn’t pull away. And neither could he.

“We can be quick,” he mumbled into your neck, sending a second sensation of shivers through you.

“Dr Brennan pulled a lot of strings to get us a table at that restaurant.” You were trying to convince yourself as much as him to pull away.

“Like I said, we’ll be quick.”

You let out an exasperated sigh before turning around to face Lance. You smiled at his tie, It was pink with little red hearts on it. “That’s a stupid tie,” you smirked, grabbing it and pulling him closer to you. “I think you should take it off.”

“My underwear have little hearts on them as well. You want me to take them off too?” Lance said, looking down at your lips. You chuckled, shaking your head before you pulled his tie even closer towards you. Your lips connected hungrily. Lance wasted no time in pushing his tongue against your lips. You obliged, parting your lips and deepening the kiss. At the same time, you began to undo his tie, pulling it off and discarding it on the floor.

You didn’t break away as you began undressing each other. You started to unbutton Lance’s shirt while he slipped your (still unzipped) dress off your shoulders. You dropped your arms for a moment, allowing the dress to fall to the floor, leaving you standing in your underwear once again. When you brought your hands back up to continue with the buttons you found that Lance had finished them for you.

You slowly moved your lips from Lance’s lips to his jaw, sucking on it as you undid his belt. He moved his hands from your waist to his pants, unzipping them and pulling them down frantically, kicking off his shoes and socks at the same time.

Finally, you lifted you lips from his jaw and took a step back. His lips, some of his cheek, and his jaw were stained with your red lipstick. You liked that. It made him look like he was yours. Then, your eyes flicked down to his boxers.

“Oh, you weren’t kidding,” you laughed, noticing the little red hearts on his black underpants.

“Nope,” he said proudly. “Hey, look, we match.” Lance pointed at your underwear and then his. Sure enough, the red hearts on his boxer perfectly matched the shade of red of your laced lingerie.

“You know, it’s usually the woman that wears the fancy underwear on Valentine’s Day,” you explained.

“Yeah, well, I’ve decided not to conform to societies’ stereotypical social norms,” Lance replied, raising his brow.

“Oh yeah?” you grinned, slowly edging him towards the bed and pushing him down onto it. “Are there any more of societies’ stereotypical social norms that you’d like to eschew tonight, Dr Sweets?” you asked, towering over him.

“Hmm, I can think of a few,” he replied, grabbing your hips and pulling you down on top of himself.

Your lips connected again, both of you breathing heavily into each other’s mouth. Lance moaned as you began to move slowly back and forth on his crotch, rubbing the fabric of your underwear together. His hands moved from your back to his waistband, desperate to free his cock from the material. When you realised what he was trying to do you pulled away from him and straightened yourself up so you were sitting on his thighs.

“Want some help with that?” you asked, looking down at the bulge in his heart speckled boxers.

“Please,” he breathed.

You slowly looped your finger into the waistband. Your touch tickled his stomach and you felt it tense. Lance let out a long sigh when you pulled down his underwear, his dick springing up in the absence of the fabric. He then reached for your own underwear, pulling longingly on the delicate lace.

“Hey, I paid a lot money for these. And I bought them for your benefit,” you said, taking his hands from your panties and placing them on your thighs. “They stay on.”

Lance nodded in understanding. You felt his grip on your thighs tighten. He was getting impatient. You thought about whether you should leave him squirming for a while or give him relief. Then you remembered that you still had a dinner reservation to attend. So, you lifted yourself up, pulled the red panties to one side, and sat on Lance’s dick.

You both moaned from the initial friction. You gripped Lance’s shoulders, running your fingers along his scars. After a few seconds you began to fall into a rhythm, grinding slowly up and down. You noticed Lance shamelessly staring at your tits, enclosed in the dark red lace.

“You’re so hot,” he groaned, slowly sliding his hands up towards your chest.

“You could at least tell me that to my face,” you said, lifting his chin with your finger so his eyes locked onto yours. But you could still feel his fingers practically itching to touch your chest.

“You want to touch my tits,” you asked, still bouncing on his dick.

“Yes please,” he whined.

“Yes please, what?” you said sternly.

“Yes p-please, ma’am,” Lance stuttered.

You tried your best to keep your composure. You were a sucker for him calling you that. It made you feel like you were in charge. Which, of course, you were.

“Ok, then,” you said, grabbing his hands and placing them on your chest. “But remember, this stays on,” you indicated to the bra. Lance’s face fell slightly but a smile reformed on his lips when your threw your head back as he squeezed your tits.

You grinded harder onto his dick, a moan erupting from him with every thrust.

“We are going to be so late for dinner,” you said casually, moving your hands from Lance’s shoulders to his hands, grabbing them of your breasts and pinning them down on either side of his head.

“I don’t care,” Lance mumbled breathily.

“I thought you had everything all planned out,” you whispered in an attempt to supress your moans.

“I don’t care,” Lance repeated. “I just want you.”

You carried on riding him. The only sounds were your moans, blending together in the cramped room, and the occasional creak of your bed as it swayed back and forth.

“Shit,” Lance whimpered. His hands gripped yours tightly as he began to shake. You knew what that meant.

“It’s ok, baby,” you told him, feeling your stomach begin to tense as Lance’s dick twitched inside you. “Do it.”

Lance’s mouth fell open and he let out a loud moan as he came. You bit your lip, feeling him spill out inside you as you came as well.

“I love you,” Lance breathed, repeating it over and over again as you rode him until you were satisfied.

When you stopped grinding on him you leaned down slowly and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you too,” you smiled.

You rolled off him and both of you lay in silence for a moment. When you finally caught your breath you said, “I think we definitely missed our reservation.”

“Well, I think I had more fun here than I would’ve had at some fancy restaurant I can hardly afford,” Lance smirked.

You shook your head and chuckled. “We still have to eat,” you reminded him.

“How about we just order pizza and eat it here,” he suggested.

“Yeah, ok,” you agreed. “But if you get any pizza sauce on my white sheets I will literally kill you.”

“Hmm, death threats. What a wonderful Valentine’s Day gift,” Lance joked, sitting up and grabbing his phone to order food.

When the food arrived you looked for a movie to watch while Lance went to the door. He returned with the box of pizza and sat down on the bed. You spread your legs and he stationed himself between your thighs, his head using your stomach as a pillow.

You decided upon a shitty romcom and ended up talking through most of it. You finished the pizza and applauded Lance for not staining your bed sheets.

“Did you really think I would,” he asked.

“Need I remind you of the time you spilled wine on my new couch?” you retorted.

Lance laughed shortly. “No you need not.”

You sat in silence for a while as the movie ended. When the credits began to roll you felt Lance’s arm begin to caress your leg. He kissed your inner thigh gently and you started to run your hands through his hair.

“You know, we didn’t order any dessert,” Lance said coyly, his tongue lightly brushing the skin of your thigh.

“What are you insinuating, Lance?” you smirked, pulling on his hair slightly.

“Can I?” he asked, turning around so his face was level with your red panties.

You nodded down at him, pulling aside the fabric as he desperately tucked into his dessert.

[wikiangela]

I'm finally back to watching bones after like two weeks lmao

and I gotta say, I love dr Sweets, he's so adorable and I love his interactions with Booth, it's always so funny

(also, I just love Booth and Bones being in therapy together 👌👌)

[lilliathshifts]

Oh my god he’s so freaking CUTEUH. Just look

I need this man in a way that is very concerning, in a way that’s inappropriate. That smile is going to be the DEATH OF ME. Once I get my grubby little hands on him, I won’t be letting go.

[doodleybugg]

Temperance: It's called cauliflower, not ghost broccoli. Lance, eyes wide: I know what I saw.