[So folks, my first story. I read a lot stories and somehow, I did want to write me own. It´s mostly smut (because we need it), from time to time fluffy and maybe a little drama to keep it fresh.]

With a jaw spanner in her left hand, Jane lies on her mechanics creeper, working under the car, she needed to fix. She was all alone. Everyone finished, but she wasn´t. She lies under a black mustang, which belongs to the dark, tall, man, which was in a flirt mood this morning. He didn´t believe in her handwork, but she was about to show him better. Jane was bold, like she always was, and he liked that. She was the daughter of a mechanic, so she knew what she was doing. Jane just hated it, when she was not able to finish, what she had started. She had nothing to go to, so she show the empty auto shop what a workaholic she was.

When she heard the clatter on the floor, she stopped with her movements. She knew that sound of high-heels. Who should visit her? "We´re closed." Jane wouldn´t come forward and she hoped, the uninvited guest would turn around on his feet and left the garage immediately. But this person stood in front of her. Jane could feel it. She wasn´t frightened. It was a woman. She tackled man before, so when there was someone, who wants to kill her, she could handle it. "Like I said, we´re closed." Why did she never lock the god damn door? All she could hear, was a cough, which confused her. She laid the tool next to her and pushed herself with her feet from beneath the car. What she saw, took her breath away. She almost fell from her creeper.

Jane looked in the face of the honey blonde woman in front of her. She was almost in an angle, about to look under her skirt, but she didn´t look. Jane´s mouth stood open, when her glimpse fell and she focused on an invisible point in front of her. She couldn´t resist. She started from the bottom up. Six inch black and white High-heels. Toned legs, skin, like porcelain. And the red skirt, who lies like a second skin on her thighs and the white blouse, which stuck, into this slinky skirt. Stunning and breathtaking, as always. Jane, who always had something to say, was speechless. Her mouth was dry and all she could do was just lie there and look in those hazelnut eyes.

"I´m so sorry. I hope, I'm not interrupting anything, but my car just had a breakdown. I knocked, but no one answered, so I just walked in. Could you help me? I have no clue what just happened." Jane cleared her throat, about to feel her fingers again. Was she able to move her legs? "Yeah. Yeah, sure." She didn´t knew, was this was all about. Jane just joined the game.

She stood up, feeling the blood rush in her ears. Compared to Maura, she looks like a homeless person. There was grease in her face, on her hands and arms and she was wearing an overall with workman´s boots. Her messy, dark locks, were put together in a braid. Every time she took a single strand behind her ear, more grease covered her face, but it didn´t bother her. Jane took a cloth, to clean her hands a bit, when she returned to the women, who looked stunning. "So, what…", as she recognized how deep her voice was, deeper than usual, she cleared her throat again. Put your stuff together Rizzoli! "Can you explain me what happened? Where is your car?"

"Oh, I forgot my manners. I´m Maura Isles." The woman, who was nearly in her eye level, reaches out her hand. Jane looked at her dirty hands and makes no movement, to shake hands with that perfect right hand. "I really don´t want to get you dirty." She shrugs her shoulders, playing with the cloth between her hands. "Oh no, it´s okay. I´m not allergic." Maura gave her a smile, that let the sun rise in this hall, and Jane wipe away the dirt once more on her overall, as she shake the smooth hand from the other women. "I´m Jane." Her whole body starts to tingle and she took her hand once more to her side.

"So... the car?"

"Oh right. Follow me."

Jane waited a moment, just to enjoy the view in front of her. She walked behind Maura, eyes on the perfect, formed ass of hers. Jane could swear, she just swayed her hips a bit more. Did she knew, that the mechanic was checking her out? She was licking her lips, just when the honey blonde turns around. Jane could feel the warmth on her cheeks. "It´s right in front of the garage." Jane perked one eyebrow up.

"Can you start the car?"

"I don´t know."

"Give it a try. Maybe we can get it the few inches in here, so I can look at it."

Maura walked outside, when Jane moved to the garage door and pushed the button, as she heard the buzz. She waited, until the door was complete above her. The car started, but Jane could hear the sound, which doesn´t fit in. What did she do?"Okay, be careful. Just a few inches." She waves and hopes, the car don´t explode, as Maura drove all her way in. "Alright, stop the car. That´s enough. That´s enough!" Again, Jane pushed the button, as she made her way to the car, while the garage door closed behind her back. Privacy was the essential thing today.

"Do you have gas in your tank?" People hated that question, but that was Jane's first thought. It´s possible, that the car stopped, because he needed more fuel, but she was wrong. Maura gave her that look and Jane knew, that was the wrong question. She opened the car hood to get a closer look. Maura was right. Everything up in here was ok. The oil, the fuel, it was not to hot and every pipe was in the right place. No water broke down, so maybe the problem was under the car. Jane didn´t dare to look Maura in the eyes. She could smell that scent, she was so barely missing. From the corner of her eye, she was able to admire her. She was so beautiful. Her hair fell perfectly, in golden, soft curls. And those lips…

She walked away, took her creeper, grabs a few tools, and made her way back to Maura. "You´re good with your hands." Jane swallows visible, as she made her first eye contact since the last few minutes. "I just… maybe you hit the sidewalk or something´ like that. I … check it out." She didn´t dare, to look again in those hazel eyes, as she lay down on her creeper and rolled under the car. Jane knew, she wouldn't be able to take a god damn screwdriver in her hand, so all she did was looking. Looking for the problem, when there really was one. She doubted it. Clearly, she couldn't focus on anything. She wasn´t even looking. Her eyes weren´t focused on the car, but on the legs in front of her. "Did you find anything yet?" Jane felt, like she got caught, so she jumped up a little and bumped her head at the fuel tank. "Everything ok down there?" Silently she cursed herself. What the hell Rizzoli! "Yeah, everything is just fine." She knew, she must find something. Focus. That was the solution. Jane took her flashlight. It doesn´t take her much time, when she found the problem. She was about the scream, because she realized, what this was all about. "I found it." It was just an electrical thing, but no one, no one, who wasn´t a mechanic or auto freak knew about it. No one, except her genius fiancée. It was just a loose contact, but with the perfect reaction.

Jane took a deep breath, before she came forward. Now she looked in those hazel eyes and saw a big smile. God, she loved those dimples. They knew both what´s going on. Jane saw it in her eyes. Her eyes must look the same way. "Looks like it was an electrical issue. Not much of a problem." She still laid there, not able to reach up yet. "Like I said, you´re good with your hands." There was a change in the voice of the M.E.

Jane noticed it.

"Looks like someone manipulated it."

Maura looked shocked, but Jane knew, she was just faking it.

"Who would do this?"

"If you would ask me, I would say, you did it all by yourself."

And that was Jane´s ace, because she knew, Maura could never lie. She was right. Her Medical Examiner did not raise her voice, but the grin on her face, said it all.

"Well… you got me. But tell me, did I had another choice?"

Jane did notice that Maura comes closer. It was so hard to look her in the eyes.

"I haven´t seen you for a week. Two people, we´re flirting with you, looking at the body, I admire, when I couldn´t tell them, that I'm your fiancée. I have needs too, Jane. I rode the vibrator two times last night, thinking of you, but nothing brings me better off the edge, than your hands. I need you. Your hands, your skin on mine and I want those lips of yours."

Jane smirk disappeared. That was one thing, she loved about the M.E. She was more honest than any other person she knew. Making Jane speechless, was a rare sight, but Maura always knew, how to do it. And now, Jane´s eyes wandered over her body. Every inch of exposed skin she took in her view. Her eyes got up the thighs until she saw the black, lacy, thong. She knew it was a thong, because this was her favorite underwear. Maura knew how much Jane liked it on her body. The Detective didn´t need to say something. Her eyes betrayed her.

"Yes Jane, just for you."

Jane didn´t say a word. Her eyes where almost black, full of desire, when she looked up to Maura. She was still speechless. Her flash light fell to the floor. She stood up, hardly breathing, as her chest got up and down, just the way, when she came from her morning run. She wanted Maura, there was no way to deny that, but they couldn´t. Not here. Not now.

They stood so close together. Not even an arm length from another. Just one more word or one touch from Maura and Jane was about to forget the rules. She would forget the case, the danger and her duty. Just for this woman. But Maura knew her to well…

"I want you to fuck me, Jane. I want you, since the day, you put this overall on. And I want your greasy hands on me. Please Jane, fuck me."

There was no need for more words. Jane stepped forward, her hands found immediately the exquisite ass of her fiancée. She took the opportunity and lift Maura off her feet, thighs around Jane´s pelvic. They didn´t kiss. They just look at each other with lust, want and need. They needed the other more than anything else in the world. Jane put Maura´s body on her cars hood, harder, then she expected, but she knew, that Maura liked it rough. She took inner pictures of the exposed women in front of her. Jane stood between those perfect legs. Her hands on the skirt, to lift it higher, so she could view the thong a bit better. Her fingertips went slowly on Maura´s thighs. She closed her eyes for a second, to enjoy the smoothness of her skin.

And then, there was a smirk on her face. She wouldn´t let Maura easily win like this. Jane leaned forward, her thigh pressed again her center and she´s grinding into her. Just once. "I think, I didn´t understand what you were saying. Tell me Babe, what should I do?" Jane knew how her raspy voice works on Maura. She was whispering, husky, because it drove the M.E. crazy.

"Fuck me Jane."

[To make it clear, Jane is Detective at BPD and Maura of course the M.E. They didn´t seen each other for a week and Maura is there, to change that. The next chapter is written in Maura´s view, for better understanding. This chapter might be a little confusing. ]