A/N: Things start to get 'M' in this chapter… much more so in the next…

A Connection

In a second, the small distance that had grown between them with the conversation closed as Ally's body pulled David tightly into hers. He responded instantly, arms quickly wrapped and tighten around bodies, hands grasped and gripped at waists and heads, fingers flowed over skin. Lips met in a soft tender union, which quickly became deeper and more urgent as lips parted, mouths opened and tongues tangled in desire. After minutes that seemed both an eternity, but still not long enough, their lips parted. They rested their foreheads against one another and gasped for breath as they clung tightly together.

"Wow." was all David could say.

"Donna was right." Ally gasped out. Her spider mind attempted to fight its way though the sea of estrogen fueled female sexual desire flowing from the host's body to try to impose some measure of logic to Ally's reaction.

"Huh, who?" David gasped the question. He had a very similar fight with his long unfulfilled testosterone fueled male body. He, however, had some advantage because his body was the only one he knew and had ever known.

"Can we talk about her later, I'm … I …" Ally continued to gaze into David's eyes and a soft smile spread across her face. The internal battle between her spider mind and human body raged on. She was shocked to feel an emotional surge of pleasure within HER; an enjoyment of the fruits of the body's physical desires. As her spider mind finally reined in her human desires, she was able to briefly reflect on prior encounters. The comparisons, even for this limited experience, were beyond measure. Her mind, HER, had always been a bystander, a disinterested observer of the host bodies' biological needs. This time, for the few moments it lasted, she was there, she was a part of it; SHE enjoyed the experience on both the physical and emotional level.

David's face had a matching smile and he said, "Yeah, ok." Between breaths his eyes remained locked on hers. He was surprised; maybe shocked was a stronger word to describe Ally's actions. He had a suspicion that her action was very much a human physical reaction to their current intimate position. He knew his reaction was also very much a physical reaction on his body's part. However, he knew for him, there was more. He felt a strong intimate emotional response to her, to her as a being, a 'person'. He knew how he needed to respond, how to connect with her the way he really wanted to, this was going to be a defining moment for them. He moved his hand over to the back of Ally's neck and gently rubbed her insertion scar. "You ok in there?" he whispered. "Talk to me…"

Ally continued to gaze into his eyes. The combination of the hand's gentle strokes and his words surprised and pleased her. She was so grateful for his understanding of her; the acknowledgement and desire to know HER thoughts and HER concerns separate from the body's response. She hesitated, trying to formulate a response that encompassed her feelings and reactions as best as she could assess them. "I ... I'm surprised, very happily surprised by your offer. I understand the risk you are taking with your life by having me here and why I have to stay." She hesitated, biting her lower lip nervously. "I understand your interest in this body … I know it's physically attractive. I … I am amazed you are interested in me, concerned about my feelings, the small alien creature that is me … after your life … your experiences with my … my species. I'm concerned your interest in me, the true me, is not real and will not last." Ally paused with concern on her face as she looked down again.

David immediately pulled her chin up, kissed her forehead and said, "Yes, you're right." He looked into Ally's eyes and saw tears appear at his words. "Yes, our bodies' physical responses are quick, easy, and very apparent … and yes, the intellectual and emotional ties that bind a couple are more difficult to achieve, to confirm, to maintain." He paused a second, remembering a quote from the old TV show 'Bones'. Hoping he would get it right and have it convey his earnest desires, he looked into her eyes. "Here we are, basically alone, separate creatures, just circling each other, searching for that slightest hint of a real connection. Maybe we look in the wrong places. Some — they just give up hope because, in their mind, they're thinking, 'Oh, there's nobody out there for me,' but we keep trying over and over again. Why? Because every once in a while…every once in a while, two people meet and there's that spark, and, yes, he's handsome and she's beautiful and maybe that's all they see at first, but making love…making love…that's when two people become one. Yes, it is scientifically impossible for two objects to occupy the same space, but what's important is we try, and when we do it right, we get close."* David paused. "I feel that connection with you despite our differences. I feel it already. I want to make it grow. I want that connection with you, the small alien creature back here, that is you…" He said as he rubbed lightly on the insertion scar. He smiled as the smile that returned to her face spread into an ear to ear grin, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Ally first felt crushed by David's agreeing with her worse fear. However, within seconds, as he explained his hope and desire to make the connection between them, what she herself was only just now thinking possible, her emotional being, her metaphorical soul heart soared. Analyzes Material Requirements, the little silver being, the soul, wanted that connection with David, the wild human. Ally leaned into David's chest as tears overflowed. "Oh, yes, David, I want it too…"

David pulled Ally in close and as he tenderly caressed her insertion scar whispered, "You don't ever have to be lonely again … this is for you, Analyzes Material Requirements…" and gently placed his lips on hers. Minutes passed as their lips slowly, softly, lightly, moved over each others in a pattern of soothing comfort that each had so wanted, communicating a level of passion, each never thought they could have. David's fingers circled Ally's neck gently stroking all around her insertion scar. He was doing his best to caress HER, to connect with HER, in as much a physical as well as emotional manner as possible.

Ally slowly pulled her lips off of David's and pressed her cheek against his and whispered in his ear, "Thank you, I can't begin to … you can't … I don't know how to express my feelings for you …Wow … never in seven lives, on seven worlds have I ever had this David…" she pulled back to see his face, wiping the tears from her eyes and face with the back of her hand. Her eyes gazed into his. In her mind, she started sorting though the host's memories, searching for something special. She knew he had made an amazing effort to connect with her as an intellectual being, communicating sentiments she had forever been longing. Now, she wanted to enjoy the physical connection of humans. She wanted that physical connection with David. She was ready; the host body was more that ready. This was what Donna was trying to describe to her. She didn't understand before, she didn't have the connection with other human males before; with the souls within them. Now, now, she knew what SHE wanted. She looked him in his brown caring eyes, grinned with delight, reached out with both hands to encircle his neck and pulled him into a passion filled embrace and deep enthusiastic kisses.

David was over whelmed by her response. He wanted her to understand, he could separate his physical desires for the body and his emotional needs for her, the real her. He was hoping his focus on the insertion scar would best show her his understanding of the separation. Her words told him he was successful. He only had seconds to see a LOOK suddenly come over her face, her eyes widened, and focused on him; soon he was being pulled into a passionate embrace and a kiss, a long zealous almost crazed kiss. The next thing was beyond any expectation of his.

Ally found a selection of host memories she was looking for. These memories were not of her experiences with other souls. The host's memories were from before her insertion, before the world had changed for the human race. She sat up, with a smirk spreading across her face, she cocked her head to one side, narrowed her eyes, looked at him though her lashes, "This is for you, David…" she said in a low throaty voice. With that, she reached down to the bottom edge of her sport bra, pulled it up and over her breasts and head, tossing it behind her. She chuckled at the shocked look on David's face, reached back and pulled the elastic out of her ponytail, and shook her head. Her blond locks swung back and forth as she grabbed his hands pulling him up into a seated position across from her. "I don't think you need that shirt anymore, do you?" she asked with a husky quality to her voice and an arching of one eyebrow.

David was dumbfounded, but not for long. His eyes traveled to the nicest set of breasts he had ever seen; yes, he was sure, ever seen, then back to her face, all aglow with sparkling eyes and the sexiest grin framed by golden tresses. In total agreement with her about his shirt, it was gone over his shoulder in seconds. He grasped her around the waist and pulled her up to her knees and they crashed into a tight hug. Running on unadulterated need, he nudged her lips apart, sliding his tongue between them delving into the warm recesses of her mouth. Her tongue glided out of her mouth and into his, soft flesh against soft flesh in an ancient dance of desire. Arms reached around bodies. Hands grasped at hair and body parts. Her hands grabbed at his muscled shoulders and back, she dragged her nails, scratching red lines across his skin. His hands traveled all over her body, grasping the hair on the top of her head in a fist, stroking the soft velvety skin down her bare back, to the sides of her breasts, cupping the firm cheeks of her tight ass though her jeans shorts. It wasn't more than moments later that the last of their clothing was tossed.

"I'm going to show you what making love really is, Ally." He murmured in her ear, flicking his tongue at her earlobe. "I promise."

"Please … Now." She whispered back. "I want … I need you now."

Her words shredded the last remnants of his control, and he used his body to confirm to her what he wanted … needed, his words to express.

They clung to one other, both reveling in the skin on skin contact, hard to soft, heat on heat. Together in a sweat slicked embrace, they slowly relaxed from the frantic expression of their desire for each other. Eyes were locked, hands and fingers continued to stroke and caress. Soft gentle kisses were shared.

Ally's lips slowly spread into a grin and she whispered, "Donna said, I would response emotionally and physically to the right person… "She looked longingly into his eyes, "I think I found the right person…"

David smiled a crooked smirk, "I'm sure Donna would be very surprised at who your right person is…"

They laughed together at the thought.

*'Bones' Season3 Episode3: Booth to Brennan in the diner at the end of the episode.