Jack/Angela; Rated R
"Hey," Angela interrupted, "can I ask you a personal question?"
Hodgins looks up from the microscope, puzzled. "Since when do you ask before you ask a question? Usually you just… ask."
"Okay, then, when was the last time you had sex?" She added, "And masturbation doesn't count."
Jack raised his eyebrows. "That's a little too personal, don't you think?"
Angela sighed and held her drawing tablet close to her chest. "I miss sex. I'm used to drowning in it, not trudging through a drought-ridden wasteland."
"Wait a minute," he was confused, "I thought you and Roxie-"
"We are," she confirmed, "but I'm talking about hetero sex. Not that lesbian sex isn't good, it's great." She smiled. "Roxie can do this thing with her tongue that-"
"Too much information," Jack interrupted, covering his ears.
"Sorry," she apologized, and he lowered his hands. "I just thought that if you were… thirsty, and since I'm… thirsty, too, we could." She trailed off, letting him fill in the blanks.
"Come on, don't you think that would be a little weird?" He looked uncomfortable.
She put her tablet down on a nearby table, and grabbed the lapels of his lab coat. "Jack, I'm desperate. I've never been desperate before and I don't like the way it feels." She pulled him closer and stared into his eyes. "Even Sweets is starting to look attractive to me."
"Okay, fine." He disentangled her hands from his lab coat and tugged to straighten it out. "Just let me finish with these samples and--"
"No time," Angela said, taking him by the hand and leading him away from his work area. "I know just the place."
"Ang," Jack protested, "there are cameras all over the place. Remember the DVD that Cam has?"
"Never mind, look, I know a place the cameras can't go." They continued down the hall and stopped in front of the break room. She pulled him inside.
It was deserted at that time of the evening. Most of the employees worked a standard work week - only a few kept off-beat hours like Brennan's team.
"There are cameras in here, too."
"But not the restrooms," Angela pointed out with a wicked grin.
Jack nodded, a smile slowly spreading across his face. "Ladies or Mens?"
"Does it matter?" she asked, glancing at his crotch and licking her lips in anticipation.
"Not in the least," he replied, pushing against the nearest door and pulling her in with him.
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