AN: This is my first fanfic so reviews and constructive criticism are welcome. All comma splces, run-ons, loose transition, and the miss use of your and you're all mine. I do not own any rights to Rizzoli and Isles, but if I did I would have Jamie Murry guess star just to see the epic eye-sex go one between her and Sasha.
... Maura is standing in front of Jane in a simple black lace bra and panties, but the sight in front of Jane is anything but simple…to Jane this was the most amazingly sexy thing she has ever seen. Maura was so stunning; she took Jane's breath away. A cheesy cliché, Jane thought, but it was the most honest and accurate description of what was happing to her at this moment. Jane's eyes slowly raked up and down Maura's body, surveying every inch of her. Studying her. Taking her in. Jane is in a state of shock and awe, it seemed as if life itself has stopped. There was only she and Maura in that moment and nothing else existed, let alone mattered. Jane's eyes finally met with Maura's. There was nothing but burning desire and unbridled lust in Maura's eyes and the expression on her face was nothing short of feral. Jane's arousal ramped up a few notches after they locked eyes. Maura started to close the distance between them. Jane's breath hitched as Maura gently pushed Jane back onto the bed. Before Jane could process what happened, Maura was on top of her. Jane felt like her whole existence was being swallowed up by Maura. It felt like she was everywhere. The smell of her…. The weight of her…. Everything that was Maura completely surrounded Jane. Legs intertwined, hands ghosting up and down eachother bodies. Curious and exploring. Maura nuzzled into Jane neck and started to lay kissed upon her neck.
Jane released a breath that she seemed to be holding since the dawn of time. Jane's body felt as if electricity was coursing throughout her, essentually setting it on fire. Jane was taken a back by her body's extreme reaction to Maura's touches. She couldn't remember any point in her life when she was this turned on before. In fact, Jane couldn't recall how her and Maura got here to this point in the first place. How did this exchange between them come about? When did all this start? Jane's focus was pulled from it's inquisitive state when a wave of arousal raced through her body. The throbbing in her core was so unbelievably intense that it bordered on painful. Jane's focus turned to the feeling of Maura's weight on top of her. Hips started to grind… Jane was unsure to whose hips were grinding, but she didn't care cause the throbbing between her legs is starting to build into the release that she desperately needed. With a few thrusts… Jane's breathing and heart rate are rapidly increasing into an erratic state. "OH GOD! Maura….wai…wait…we need to sssloww down….cause I think i'm gonna…. COM…"
Jane shot awake. Breathing hard in short erratic breaths. Her heart was pounding so hard and fast in her chest, she thought she was going to have a heat attack. It took her a few seconds to gather her faculties.
"Oh great! Another damn dream involving Maura and sexy times." Jane said to herself in a sarcastic tone.
As Jane was transitioning from dreaming to a more conscience state of being, she realized that she was not in her own bed. It took a few seconds but it dawns on her that she was in Maura's bed with Maura sprawled half way on top of her. Maura's right arm was draped across Jane's chest with her hand resting on Jane's left shoulder. Maura's face was nuzzled into Jane's neck and with each exhales, Maura's hot breath would wash over Jane's neck sending a shivers through her body. The icing on the cake was Maura's right leg was slightly straddling Jane's leg with her knee pressing into Jane's core. Jane gulped and blushed at the realization that Maura's current position was spurring on her arousal in her dream.
Panic and embarrassment flooded Jane's mind. "Oh god! What if I was doing things in my sleep? What if… oh crap… I was grinding my self into…?" Jane would have face palmed if she weren't pinned down my Maura's body.
"Oh god! I hope nothing like that happened. There wouldn't be a hole deep enough I could crawl into." Maura shifted and her knee applied a little more pressure on Jane's core. The contact jolted Jane out of her embarrassed internal monologue. Jane clenched her mouth shut in order to squash any audible moan to escape her lips.
"Sweet baby Jesus! If this woman moves again, I am going to come right here! Right now!" Jane thought to her self as elicit thoughts flashed through her mind.
Jane new she shouldn't indulge this any further. It was all she could do to suppress her hips from starting to buck against Maura's knee. Jane decided to try and gently nudge Maura off of her. As her body started to move, Maura shifted and held onto Jane a little tighter. Maura's right hand slid up Jane's left shoulder to her neck. Maura's fingers brushed against Jane's neck, Jane felt Maura's face contort against her right shoulder. Maura's fingers settled on Jane's pulse point and then her hand slid down to Jane's chest and came to rest over Jane's rapidly beating heart.
"Humm …Tachycardia and tachynpnea." Maura mumbled in a not quite awake but mostly a sleep state.
"What?" Jane responded with confusion by Maura's groggy google mumblings.
"Fast heart rate and fast shallow breathing. Did you have another nightmare? Maura said with great concern in her voice.
"Not exactly. It was… well…. It was just very intense." Jane said with a shuddered breath.
"Oh?" concern was still evident in Maura's voice.
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine Maura." Jane tried to reassure her friend.
Maura shifted away from Jane a bit. Jane was relived that Maura's knee had shifted to a less arousing position. Maura cupped Jane's right hand and brought it up to her chest, pressing the back of Jane's hand into her chest above her heart. Maura then replaced her other hand back over Jane's heart. Maura and Jane were now connected heart to heart by the placement of their hands. Jane was unsure if Maura was fully awake or not. She could feel Maura's slow and steady heart beat versus the rapid beat of her own. Maura then started to hum a tune, it started out so softly and sweetly that Jane wasn't sure if she was actually hearing it or imagining it. In the most sweet and sincere sleepy voice Jane has ever heard, Maura started to sing.
"Dodo, l'enfant do,
L'enfant dormira bien vite
Dodo, l'enfant do
L'enfant dormira bientôt.
Une poule blanche
Est là dans la grange.
Qui va faire un petit coco
Pour l'enfant qui va fair' dodo.
Dodo, l'enfant do,
L'enfant dormira bien vite
Dodo, l'enfant do
L'enfant dormira bientôt.
Tout le monde est sage
Dans le voisinage
Il est l'heure d'aller dormir
Le sommeil va bientôt venir.
A smile crept across Jane's face. Her breathing and heart rate fell in time with Maura's. It was as if they breathed and their hearts beat as one. Jane never felt as safe, comfortable, and loved in her life as she did in that moment. These feeling were so overwhelming that Jane was almost unable to process them. Maura's voice broke Jane out of her revelry.
"All better now?!" Maura's response was somewhere between and question and a statement.
"Much." was all Jane could muster.
"Good." Maura said sleepily as she placed a gentle kiss to the top of Jane's head, then she rolled away. With her back toward Jane, Maura said over her shoulder "good night Jane."
"Night Maur."
AN2: There is a story behind Maura's lullaby. Please let me know if there is any interest.