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(This might be multi-chapter, or just remain a one-shot. For One way in a day, I am working on a second part.)

Warning: g!peen.

So for mistakes. I was...hasty with this, I needed to write this down before I lost it. I'll edit it to smooth it out later but now... I'm just tired.

So…you must be starving for Rizzles. I know I am. Sorry for mistakes. (Breaking curfew=breaking rules, you know Maura. Gotta love her.)

Possibilities

Fingers sought wet, heated flesh. A low moan tumbled out into the silent air. Anticipation was high.

Her eyes fluttered close, pleasure washing over her in waves. She sighed, arching her back to convey what she wanted.

Hands slipped her pants over her hips and down her legs before settling them on the edge of the bed. The unknown person crawled back over her, kissing the valley of her chest and then took a nipple into that warm mouth. A gasp spilled out.

It was an intoxicating sensation, dizzying and liberating to do something that was new…she never knew this was what breaking curfew felt like.

Lips latched onto where shoulder and neck met, sucking hard until all she could feel was the pulsing of her heart down there and the passion she felt. This was what it felt like…to be brought over the brink multiple times with a woman. One no younger than her, or older. This stranger knew where to touch and how pressure was needed.

She blacked out before she could ask the woman's name…

Her hand gripped the blanket to stay down to Earth as her other hand stimulating her sex. Her muscles burned but there was the faint image of her dream still in her mind, it was pushing her desire. It pushed her to climax. She muffled her scream into the pillow, feeling fatigued and elated. Yet…just her touch wasn't enough anymore. Not even her toys, but there was something she needed to do in order to dispel of this passion for a woman she didn't even know. Much less know if that stranger actually existed.

As far as she could contemplate, she looked like someone she knew. That unruly, dark hair curtained around her so she could only stare into deep, earthy eyes that pierced through her - all of that felt familiar.

Maybe she needed a night out to relax and forget her dream. After all, it was just a dream.

-x-

The club was pumping with loud music, she could feel it in every step she took. Its rhythm traveled to her heart, she sighed. The bartender raised an eyebrow and she nodded. She really needed to loosen up. She sat down, away from everyone else who was chatting away. Isolated in her own thoughts, the petite beauty didn't notice the woman stalked up to her.

"Mind if I sit here?" There was a rich quality to her voice, it was alluring and confident. Maura had nodded her consent before she could stop herself and grinned at the woman.

But her heart stopped for a nanosecond at the angel beside her. Her hair - is it silky as it looks? - pouty lips that beckon me to kiss them…oh, her eyes. They are stunning. She must be of Italian descent with her high cheekbones and wonderful, natural tan. Maura couldn't stop from gazing at her acquaintance, this woman was…she shook her head. Holding out her hand, Maura smiled.

"I'm Maura and you are…?"

The dark-haired beauty returned the smile, showing a perfect set of teeth and faint dimples. She gripped Maura's hand gently, "I'm Jane. Nice to meet you, too."

Maura kept staring at Jane, immediately wondering why she didn't ramble on and on about facts she was sure this woman didn't need to know. There was an air around her that made her want to just be around Jane, it didn't matter how long. There was a heat in her lower abdomen, she flushed as images from her dream assaulted her.

She played with the glass in her hand, anything to stop the desire from spreading. But it was too late, she knew the moment she gazed into dark eyes. It was something that couldn't be explained by science, no matter how many times they studied it - there was a pull she felt towards Jane.

She licked her lips, those eyes dilated, showing an intense fire in them that made her sex clench and her panties soaked. The whimper was caught in her throat, her breathing was ragged as she downed the shot and laid her hand on Jane's forearm.

"Care to go to my house for a nightcap?" She said, breathless with the sheer amount of desire she felt for Jane.

Jane nodded, her smile was slow and conveyed the answered she wanted. Maura pulled her by the arm to outside the club, desperate for a taste of Jane and turned around. Their lips clashed, meshing together in a fierce passion. Her arms wrapped around Jane's neck, mouth parting for Jane to plunge in. Her mind whirled with no conscious thought except: I want this woman in my life. Even though they met no more than an hour ago, it felt like Maura knew her for years. Her body felt that strong pull, even her heart did.

"Let's do this in a bed, okay?" Jane pulled back enough to say that. Few strands of her hair stuck to her forehead from sweat, Maura was sure she looked the same, frenzied with a passion she couldn't control.

"Oh- Okay," Maura leaned back up to kiss Jane's lips, knowing she would never tire of that. But Jane's arms tightened their hold around her waist and pulled her closer until she felt something hard poking her between her legs. Maura gasped, her eyes wide in curiosity and surprise. Jane winced and the petite beauty cupped Jane's cheek, stroking along her defined jawline.

"Is this something you thought I was going to run away from…?" Maura asked softly. Jane nodded, her eyes filled with fear.

Maura ran her hand down Jane's front until she grasped the hard erection outlined by Jane's pants. "Idiot, I don't mind but I was surprised. I can tell you for sure, it turns me on more." She grabbed Jane's hand and forced it down her pants to touch her wet, trembling sex. Jane groaned. Maura could feel Jane's penis twitch and she smiled.

The taxi they hailed drove slow - or so it seemed to them - as they couldn't keep their hands off each other. When they arrived to Maura's house, they stumbled out of the car and fell on the sidewalk.

Maura was gasping as Jane pressed kisses along her neck, her hand under Maura's shirt and pulling on a tightened nipple. Oh god, more, more and more! Maura rocked her hips into Jane's, feeling the hard length tease her sex as her hands gripped Jane's hips.

"J-Jane, in a bed…" They stood on wobbly legs and raced into the house.

She was carried in Jane's arms, but they had no sense of direction of which room was chosen as long as it had a bed.

"Strip now-" Maura demanded, her breathing harsh and hot against Jane's collarbone. The tall dark-haired women struggled to deposit both of them on the bed and nodded fervently to Maura's request, her hands loosened the belt keeping her pants at her waist. Maura threw her shirt off and gazed at Jane hungrily, noting the toned muscles contract under her stare. But there was something about knowing her affect on Jane, it was empowering and made the wetness between her legs all the more uncomfortable.

Her hands splayed over Jane's abdomen, fingers dipping in the depressions where muscles twitched under her palm. She smiled, straddling Jane smoothly and smashed their mouths together. Maura moaned at the taste of Jane, entangling her hands into unruly, silky hair and grinding their hips against one another.

Until Jane's cellphone rang.

Muffling her frustrated groan into Jane's shoulder, Maura rolled onto Jane's side. Jane mumbled curses and picked up her phone, her tone irate.

"What is it, Frankie? This better be a damn good reason to call when I was busy." She growled lowly.

Maura pressed her thighs together and closed her eyes, her hand slipped under the band of her panties. Listening to Jane's husky voice was all she needed for a good release, her fingers slipped through her folds and found the sensitive bud. Maura bit her lip, forcing herself to concentrate on Jane but her eyes fluttered shut at how good it felt to touch her clit and rub it just the right way as she climaxed.

A whimper escaped her throat and it caught Jane's attention whose jaw dropped. Those eyes were a dangerous combination to her lustful mind, Maura felt Jane gulp down saliva and listen to whoever Frankie was. She sat up, noticing Jane's hard on didn't soften once and wondered if it was painful for no release. Maura's hand reached out to touch the bobbing erection then she saw Jane's body shake. Dropping her hand, she looked on in concern.

"Is something the matter, Jane?"

The tall brunette croaked out, "we'll have to cancel this nightcap. Rain-check, okay?"

Before she could snap out of her daze, Jane was already gone and left her without another word. Maura sighed, rubbing a hand to her forehead. Just when she thought she was going to have the best night of her life - problems come up. And she didn't even bother calculating the possibility. Pulling the blanket over her body, Maura slipped into sleep rather quickly - if only to see that dream once more.