okay its gonna be a lame prompt because i dont have a full idea, but rizzles, and a situation where they 'stuck' at somewhere small (elevator or idk). it dont have to be smut if you dont to write that. and well i dont even have a real idea see? im just curious about 'what'd happen if'
Okay...hereeee weeee go!
"Jane, I'm not sure that's the correct way to alert the proper authority that the elevator seems to be out of order" said the M.E. staring at the Detective furiously pushing buttons on the elevator panel. "The most that you could hope to gain from that is a computer malfunction, or worse the computer within the circuitry could restart and we would plummet the three stories back down to the morgue, which would save someone the trip considering we'd be in the morgue and more than likely would have been dead on im-t"
"Okay!" Jane interrupted, sitting down in the corner of the small box that smelled like a dirty feet and sweaty balls. "Well, I guess we're freakin stuck here til Chucky the Janitor decides to pay attention to his freakin switchboard in the basement"
Maura, sensing the Detective's unease, muttered with uncertainty in her voice "Is it so terrible to be stuck with me?"
Jane saw her lip quivering and knew that she has insulted her best friend. Not being able to handle her tears if they fell, the brunette scooted over to her soft spoken friend and took her well-manicured hands into her lap.
"Maura, you know that's not it. I just don't like small spaces, they freak me out. I don't like restrictions. Hell, that's probably why I can't go on a date successfully, I don't like boundaries. Boundaries mean that someone has set up a point where you have to stop. I don't like stopping I like going..Maur..um...your..ah, um. Your, uh, you need to adjust your blouse, ah your, bra is showing kind of yeah" Jane stammered, not wanting Maura to realize that the black lace bra she had worn to work was going things to Jane that even she didn't have words for.
Maura looked down, realizing that she was making her Detective uncomfortable and decided to pay her back for her earlier jab, and released the top two buttons on her pink silk blouse, causing her shirt to dip farther down. Watching Jane's eyes follow her fingers, Maura trailed her fingers down the side of her face, tucking her hair behind her ear and dropped her eyes to the floor. "
"Who said I didn't want that to happen Jane; maybe I'm overheated and I need to cool off?" Maura purred into Jane's ear, placing her hand on her leg and rubbing in circles up and down Jane's thighs.
Jane gulped audibly and shifted her gaze to Maura's eyes that were dripping with seduction. Moving her hand higher, Maura closed the distance between her face the face of the woman that she had loved for years. Hearing Jane's breath quicken and watching her pupils dilate, Maura nudged Jane's hair aside whispering into Jane's ear the one sentence she'd been building the courage to mutter for months.
"Are you sure that you want to marry Casey, because I've never seen him do this to you"
Maura nuzzled Jane's neck and placed intricate kisses along the jawline of the trembling woman, eventually coming full circle and staring into the chocolate eyes that had secretly loved her for as long as she could remember.
"That's because he never has"
Maura smiled and kissed the teary eyed Jane in front of her; stopped a hair's breadth away from her face and staring into her eyes. Jane smiled, blushed, and looked down at the ground.
"I'm not sure; will you help me figure it out?"