Ya, another Rizzles fic. Should be another update soon on my other story. No promises though. Anyways enjoy and as always, I don't own this show or any other things.
(I seem to have a thing for Jane having a g!peen. Oh well.)

Warning: g!peen, don't like, don't read.

One of those moments
Part one

It wasn't the most comfortable place to be, stuck in a stuffed elevator that could hold a maximum of three people. Jane would try to distance herself, desperately trying not to focus on Maura's ass rubbing against her crotch. She grew hard, but not enough to be noticeable and that gave her a sense of relief. The hard twinge in her lower abdomen assured that she, Jane Rizzoli, was turned on by one Doctor Isles. She panicked when Maura sighed, leaning her weight into her front. By instinct, Jane wrapped her arms around her friend's waist, hoping Maura would not feel it. It would be embarrassing and not to mention, she wasn't prepared for Maura's reaction to her secret.

But her mother assured her Maura would not mind and look at it with an open-mind. Jane knew Maura wasn't judgemental about gender or those other things in life but this was different. This was the love of her life. Jane couldn't risk her friendship. Not with all the trust they had in each other - and Maura would be angry, disappointed with her about keeping a secret away from her. Well, she wasn't sure about that, her imagination scared her with dreams of Maura leaving her, telling her she was a disgusting sight to see. Even if it wasn't real, when she woke up, she was covered in sweat.

A soft hand on her shoulder jostled her out of thoughts, she found herself staring into hazel eyes. Dumbfounded, Jane could only follow Maura to her apartment as though she lost her sense of direction. But that wasn't it, Jane was bewitched by the slow, swaying of Maura's hips, her toned legs and her ass. God, Maura's body was made for that dress. It accentuated every curve perfectly, Jane fought hard not to succumb to her base desires.

She grunted when her body slammed into Maura's, pushing Maura into the front of her door. Jane straightened immediately, turning Maura around, looking at her friend in concern before she noticed the look in hazel eyes.

"J-Jane, was that a…" Maura gazed at Jane's crotch curiously. Jane didn't see any anger in them, just acceptance and understanding. She breathed in slowly to allow her pounding heart to calm down and nodded hesitatingly.

"Oh!" Jane flushed and clammed up, feeling tense and uncomfortable. That sound…Jane shook her head, feeling distraught and that a drink would be good now. Her body reacted as though she was shocked by electricity, Maura's small "Oh," was low and lustful. But that must have been her wishful imagination playing with her ears, Jane knew that even though Maura accepted her secret, it did not mean Maura was interested in her.

Had she looked at Maura again, she would have noticed darkened eyes roaming her body.

=i=

A few months ago

"Oh god! Harder, Jane!" Maura cried out in pleasure, thrusting it in a few more times before her body trembled with her orgasm. Her arms went slack, the dildo rested in her throbbing sex. She allowed herself to imagine Jane on top of her, taking the dominant role and fucking her from behind. She moaned, the image gave her a pleasant shiver down her spine.

Arousal hit her full force, she took the dildo out and strapped one around her pillows. Straddling the soft mound, she inserted the tip and circled her hips to drag it through her wetness. It bumped her clit one last time before Maura closed her eyes and sank down on the dildo. Her hands tightly gripped the pillow, imagining Jane's slim waist and hot skin to bring her to higher places. She rode it hard, feeling her vaginal walls clamp down on the sex toy as her orgasm neared.

"More, Jane. Harder." She muffled the whimper that wanted to escape, fearing that if she was too loud, Angela might interrupt her session.

All this tip-toeing around Jane heightened her sexual frustration to a new level and it didn't help when Jane glanced at her with those passionate eyes. Her breaths came in ragged, burning her lungs as she screamed in the throes of her passion. Jane's name was on her tongue when her cell phone rang, Maura slumped on the bed, fighting back the anger rising in her.

Jane Rizzoli flashed on the screen and she groaned, she didn't need to hear Jane's sinfully sexy voice in her ears. That husky rumble would send her over the edge and she was afraid Jane would know just what she had interrupted. Maura knew her friend was not as sexually active, or that open about her sex life - but some part of her was happy Jane didn't take a man or woman home every night. Who knows what she would've done…she closed her eyes, focusing her self-control to remain.

She answered in a curious tone, trying to play it off as though she wasn't masturbating to thoughts of Jane. "Yes, Jane?"

"Hey, Maur…I was wondering if it was okay to spend the night at your place?" Jane sounded like a child, her tone hesitant. Maura's heart pounded, God…this woman would be the death of her with her charm. Even if Jane wasn't aware of it, she sure was.

"Ye-" Then she stopped, reminding of the activity she indulged herself in. But if Jane wanted to sleep in her room, the scent of her sexual activity would be obvious. Yet she wanted to bring comfort to Jane, she wanted to be the one Jane leaned on when she felt alone.

"Yes, Jane." Maura felt a smile curling her lips and decided now would be a good time to clean up.

=ii=

Maura had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape when Jane crashed into her, slamming their hips together. She could feel Jane's hard length and smiled internally, not wanting Jane to know she knew of her secret appendage for a few months. She had to feign surprise even though that stage long since passed. Instead, she was trying to fight the urge to jump Jane right then and there.

She followed after Jane, closing the door and bending over to take her heels off. After that, she walked to the couch to where Jane sat, situating herself by her friend. The long day seeped into her bones, making her fatigued and it didn't help that Jane was so damn warm and comfortable. Maura snuggled more into Jane, clasping Jane's left hand into hers as she drifted into a nap.

"Do you like it when I fuck you hard and fast, Maur?" Jane asked between harsh pants and grunts as she thrusted into Maura.

"Yes, yes, Jane!" She gasped for breath, moans coming forth on their own as she succumbed to the pleasure Jane gave her.

Jane was bearing down on her with a heavy weight that made her back slide against the rough wall and it made her desperate for more. She clutched Jane's shoulder, wrapping her legs around a slim waist.

Jane grabbed her ass for more leverage, repositioning her at a different angle and slid back in.

"You're mine, Maura."

Maura nodded, clamping down on Jane, "I'm y-yours!" The tight coil in her abdomen exploded with a force, nearly making her pass out as currents ran through her body. Jane came, too. So hot and wet that she could feel it drip out of her. She whimpered, nuzzling Jane's pulse point with her nose.

"You're insatiable, Maura."

"Harder, Jane."

"Maura?"

She could feel herself slipping out of the dream and sobbed in frustration. "No!" Panting, Maura rubbed at her eyes before blinking a few times and stared in Jane in curiosity.

"Were you have a…nightmare, Maur?" Jane wondered in concern, her brows furrowed. Maura looked down in shame as her face flushed and her body tingled in memory of her dream. She squeezed her thighs together, hoping the alleviate the throbbing that took place between them.

"It's nothing, Jane…"

The brunette gave her a suspicious look but accepted the response and rested against the couch.

God, Jane…being so close yet so far! It's driving me up the wall. Maura thought, deciding to meditate.

She fell asleep, wrapped in Jane's arms after an hour.