A/N: I'm sorry if this is kinda pants. Really I wrote it for the smut rather than the story and I'm hoping I'll get some more inspiration for that in the near future. Because another chapter would be cool, right?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything etc etc


Maura crawled up the bed slowly, teasing Jane with each movement. She had thrown the blue scrub top off in the doorway and Jane's followed suit a few seconds behind. The sight of Maura from behind in just her black lace French knickers was driving Jane mad. She felt almost feral.

"You've been such a good girl tonight, Detective." Maura purred as she turned and dropped onto Jane's pillows. Her hair splayed out underneath her like spun gold and Jane couldn't stop herself from crawling on top of her lover. The urge to twist her hands into Maura's glossy hair was irresistible as she thought of the mild coconut smell she had come to love so much. Both of her hands wove their way into Maura's hair and Jane pressed her body down, kissing deeply and passionately. Some minutes later, both women needed to come up for air and Maura managed to gasp,

"Touch... Me." And she took Jane's hand, guiding her to the expensive lace knickers now soaked through with arousal. Jane moaned and bit down lightly on Maura's lower lip as she slid her fingers up through Maura's wetness.

"Fuck me, Jane." Maura whispered and lowered her own hands to remove the ruined underwear.

The unexpected expletive was enough to make Jane's knees go weak and make her drop slightly, causing her fingers to penetrate a little deeper than she had intended. Maura screamed with pleasure and Jane continued to work her into a gasping and growling frenzy. Using her thumb and fingers, Jane brought her right to the edge.

"Hold on a little for me Maur?" She asked the doctor. "I'm just getting started."

"I... Can't... Jane. I've been" she cried out "waiting all night." Her voice cracked at the end of her sentence.

Determined to make Maura orgasm harder than she had managed before, Jane launched an attack on all the places she knew Maura loved to be touched. Her hand still thrusting in and out, her teeth nipping at Maura's lower lip and jaw and her own thighs clamped around one of Maura's she rolled her hips back and forth in time with her hand. She took Maura over the edge, carrying her through her peak with smaller thrusts and gentle kisses underneath her ear.


The alarm on Jane's phone woke her with a start. Maura stirred as Jane unwrapped her arms from around her waist. She rolled backwards, snuggling into Jane, rubbing her hips against Jane's and making the detective groan and push a hand through her unruly morning curls. Maura propped herself up onto her elbow and leaned up to kiss Jane gently.

"Good morning." She murmured into their kiss, smiling against Jane's lips.

"Good morning to you too." Came Jane's whispered reply. "We're going to have one hell of a day today."

Maura nodded and rose from the bed. Taking Jane's hand, she pulled her lover to her feet and into her arms.

"We'd better shower and put our armor on, then." Maura said into Jane's shoulder.


"Jane Clementine Rizzoli! Maura Dorthea Isles!" Angela's shout carried out from the Division one café into the BPD entrance making both Jane and Maura cower into each other. Angela stormed out of the café and batted at them in turn with the pot towel that usually resided over one shoulder. "I can't believe neither of you told me you were dating! I've been worrying about you for the past year, Janie!"

"Angela…" Maura started. She was cut off by Jane's arm snaking around her waist.

"We didn't want to upset you, Ma. Can we talk in the café?" She said, attempting to bring Angela down.

Seated at a table, Jane took her mother's hands and explained herself. Maura's expression was that of concern and mild guilt but her feet gave her away. Slowly she ran her foot up the back of Jane's leg, half of her intending to provide a comforting touch to Jane while she couldn't take her hands; the other half intending to wind Jane's feelings into knots and guarantee a hot make out in her office when they left Angela.

They stood in silence at the back of the elevator, Jane's hand still in place protectively around Maura's waist. When the familiar ping announced their arrival at homicide, Jane leaned in to Maura and whispered,

"I love you, Maura Isles." Before releasing her waist and taking her hand to lead her into the office.

Maura felt drunk as she followed Jane. Euphoria swirled behind her eyes and she stumbled on her heels.

"I love you too, Jane." She finally managed to say; unaware of the volume of her voice or the fact they had stopped next to Korsak's desk.

"Damn the two of you are cute." He chuckled, never looking away from the kittens on his computer screen.


Maura almost fell as she backed into her office. Locked in a passionate kiss with Jane, she was blinded. Jane tightened her grip on Maura's waist to catch her before she lost her balance and deepened the kiss. Turning, Jane pinned Maura up against the wall and began to untuck the silk shirt from her skirt.

"Mm, Jane, stop. I can't." Maura said, unable to actually break the contact. "Not here, I'm their boss."


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