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Frost and Rizzoli sighed with relief as they walked to their squad car from the bar, Merch. Finally, the Gaynor-Randle case was solved and both detectives were high on the sense of accomplishment.
"This is as adventurous as I get," Frost chuckled as he shook his head, "So I'm guessing Maura didn't seal the deal the other night."
"Frost," Jane exclaimed her olive tone immediately flushed beet red.
"Hey I'm just putting it out in the open because you've been unbelievably cranky over the last few days. We're partners, it's ok. And Jane you weren't exactly hiding it well. I did take you and Maura home after the club and I know a "fuck me" face, when I see one. "Maura, you comin up," He teased. "C'mon Jane it was two o'clock in the morning, which is the height of booty call hours. I don't blame you, Dr. Isles was in true form that night."
"Hey, watch your mouth Frost," Jane spat.
"Alright, Rizzoli I'm sorry I gave you more credit than you deserve. I mean if my girl was rocking what Dr. Isles had on at Merch giving me those bedroom eyes. Ooo and I know she did it just to tease me because I was an asshole. "I can't wait to see what your going to wear."" Frost laughed "I'm sorry I would to make her cum until neighbors knew my name."
"Well one day, I guess. We are trying an abstinence thing for a little awhile, until we actually figure things out," Jane sighed.
"Dr. Isles suggestion," Frost shrugged?
"No mine," Jane laughed. "Ever since I've said that we take our time, Maura has lost her mind. Yesterday when I went down to the morgue, she drops a file on the floor. I bend to pick up and while I'm bent over she uncrosses her legs in her chair and opens them wide. She has on these," Jane exhaled "What the hell was I thinking, a month. Maura is going to drive me insane." "Awww, it going to be a long month for all of us. Rizzoli try to keep the angst at home. I can just imagine what your attitude is going to be, after those cold showers stop working," Frost smirked.
"Shut up, Frost. Do you mind taking our suspects to booking. I'm suppose to meet Maura to go running," Jane asked.
"Oh yeah you guys are running in the marathon next week. Of course, partner. I'll handle it," Frost grinned.
"And thanks for the convo Barry. I mean this shit has been bothering all week. I can't talk to Maura about it, never Frankie and Korsak is out the question."
"No problem, Jane. See you at the Robber," Frost smirked, "Oh and remember Rizzoli two can play that game."
Jane pulled into Maura's driveway with determination, after all she was fighter and prepared for this all out war. She grabbed her gym bag, chanted "Two can play this game" and sauntered to Maura's door. She rung the doorbell instead of using her key just in case Maura had some sort of trap.
"Jane," Maura chimed. "Why didn't you use your key?"
"The key is only for emergencies and I didn't want to intrude," Jane lied.
"Yeah, right," Maura smirked. "I see you have your stuff, you can go change in the guest in room. First, this zipper is sticking on my dress and I need your help to get out of it."
Before Jane reached to unzip the garment down and retreat to the sanctity of the guest room, Maura jetted. The ME sultrily walked down the hallway to her bedroom, with each step she swayed her hips in a black pair of silk Alexander MqQueen's. Jane closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, then tried to picture the most un-sexy thing on earth. She chose Korsak in a pink thong and entered the bedroom with a smile of relief.
"Pink thong," Jane whispered to herself.
"Pink thong," Maura quizzed.
"Nothing," Jane muttered "Where's the zipper?"
Jane pulled the zipper slow and made sure that her finger ran down the exposed part of Maura's skin. Maura removed the dress which revealed her black lacy bra and thong. Jane swallowed hard, then grabbed Maura with one arm pulling her close to her lanky frame. She used her height to advantage, breathed heavy and slowly down Maura neck while she traced down Maura's abdomen to her navel. Next she began to kiss the ME's neck as she unhooked her bra which released a pair of milky, perky breast. With her free hand Jane's retrieved Maura's sport bra off the bed, then ordered "Lift up your arms." as she slipped the white garment over. The ME complied because she felt she still had control, "What are you doing, Jane" she exhaled.
"Helping with the zipper," Jane whispered. Before Maura placed her running shirt over her torso, Jane kissed softly down her spine, the demure ME shivered and gasped. Jane now on her knees slipped her hands beneath the thin straps of the thong, then dragged her fingers across Maura's pelvis. The detective kissed the small of her back while she ripped off the flimsy underwear. "Step into these," Jane commanded in her roughest, raspiest, sexiest voice. The detective gulped hard as Maura took her time stepping into her running shorts. Jane gently drew the garment up the ME's toned legs but before she stopped at her waist, she brushed her fingers against Maura's sweet spot.
Jane rubbed the clear liquid between her index finger and thumb, licked them both, then deadpanned "Let me go get dressed" The detective sprinted to the guest bedroom and locked the door.
Maura's fair skin was flushed red and hot, she breathed heavy still lost in the sensation of Jane. Eventually she caught her breath and sat on the bed. It took her awhile to divert energy to put on her socks and shoes. When she arrived in the living room, Jane was talking to Bass drinking Gatorade.
"You ready," Jane shrugged.
"Of course," Maura smiled "Let's finish these ten miles quickly, don't forget we are meeting Frost and Korsak for drinks to celebrate."
"Will make it a quickie," Jane laughed as she put on her running watch.
Although, adrenaline flowed violently through their veins after their run. The couple decided to call a temporary truce and shower and change, at their respective homes, before they headed to the Dirty Robber. Jane arrived first and secured a booth in the crowded bar covered with cops and other law officials. The Celtics game was about to start in a few minutes. Frost and Korsak stumbled in next laughing.
"Jane," Korsak shouted when he spotted her.
"Where's Maura," Frost grinned.
"On her way," Jane grimaced.
"What's going on you and Doc fighting or something," Korsak asked.
"No," Frost and Jane said in unison.
They'd ordered a round a beers for themselves and a glass of the special cab Murray kept for Maura. Frost was in the middle of telling the story; how Mel Gaynor- Randle tried to choke the club owner in booking, when Maura arrived. The ME was wearing a tight Pierce jersey, it hugged her curves like the handling on a BMW. Maura jeans were so tight they appeared painted on and she had on a pair of Celtic green Converse. Her hair was swept back in a ponytail except a few strands to frame her face. Also she wore these brilliant emerald studs, which brought out the gold flecks in her hazel eyes.
"Dr Isles, you missed the tip off," Korsak cheesed.
"Yeah, nice kicks," Frost choked.
"You look loving and supportive of the Celtics," Jane grimaced.
"Well you know I'm the biggest fan of "The Truth"," Maura smiled. The ME slid her hands beneath the detective green tear away warm ups and rested her hand on Jane's inner thigh. Jane's complexion immediately became stop sign red.
"Pierce is in true form, tonight. Already ten points and ten rebounds, in the first quarter," Frost laughed.
"Did you know Paul Pierce received his nickname from O'Neal. He said in an interview that "Paul Pierce is the expletive truth," Maura said flatly as she slipped her hand under Jane's boxers and ran her fingers on the bare skin just above her kat.
"Drinks," Jane violently coughed "Tequila shots, bourbon, uhhh more beer. Let me go get us a fresh one."
"Why, the waitress will come back around. I mean Janie the bar is packed," Korask winced.
"Um, I, my trick knee is bothering me from um our run earlier. I just need to stretch it," Jane lied as she practically pushed Maura out the booth and hopped out.
"What's wrong with Jane," Korsak quizzed?
"I think she's a little tired from the ten miles today. I mean you know how cranky she can be," Maura smiled. "Or she may be frustrated."
"Why, we just closed a case," Korask said confused.
"Not that type of frustrated, Korsak," Frost coughed. "Just watch the game old man."
Jane returned with the drinks, she placed the libations on the table, and motioned for Frost to switch seats. After she was safely seated next to Korsak, the group grabbed their shots off the tray.
"To a job, well done," Frost toasted.
"Thanks for the beer and the shots, Janie. What's going with you tonight? I mean the Celtics are raping the Knicks we caught two killers, and Maura and Frost said you weren't fighting. What are you frustrated about?," Korsak said. The moment the old detective realized what he said, he smiled awkwardly.
"Yeah, Jane you do seem a little frustrated lately," Maura quizzed?
"Let's say I'm low on immunoglobulin A," Jane grimaced.
"What the hell is that," Korask questioned?
"It's an antibody that is main component in your immune system. Some research has found that sex releases immunoglobulin A," Maura stated.
"I guess you won't be getting that at Whole Foods," Frost laughed.
"You know guys, I'm a little tired from the run and um knees a little tender. I'm going to ice down my knee and finish watching the second half on my couch," Jane said.
"Do you want me to look at your knee, Jane, if it's bothering you that much," Maura grinned.
"Would you, I hate to take you from the bar especially since you're dressed so festively," Jane replied.
"Goodnight guys, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm going to go and take care of Jane," Maura stated.
"Yeah, um Jane good luck with your knee," Frost smirked
Maura always parked in Jane's spot at the detective's apartment, at Jane's insistence. The brunette was thankful for her chivalry as she gave herself a pep talk on the two block walk from where parked and her apartment. "Pink thongs, dead cats, and sewer rats," Jane muttered to herself as she sauntered up her stoop. When she entered her apartment, Maura had peeled off her jeans for Jane's Celtic pajama pants. The ME was yelling at the television about a foul.
"Maura, we need rules," Jane scoffed "We can't spend the next twenty-nine days like this."
"You started with that frat boy display at my house," Maura chided.
"No you started in the lab, opening your legs in my favorite dress on you," Jane smirked.
"I don't even know what you're referring to, so you want me to wear scrubs to work everyday," Maura asked.
"Yes, no I'm just saying keep the teasing to a minimum," Jane winced.
"So what are your rules Rizzoli?" Maura quizzed. She retrieved a pen and a pad out of her Birkin bag.
"No sleepovers. I mean we can stay over but I'll sleep on the couch. And no sexual innuendos in front of Frost and Korsak. Also start wearing grandma panties cause that's like a chastity belt," Jane stated.
"Ok, no inappropriate touching. In fact no touching because you are the most touch feely person I know. No holding hands, no rubbing my back, no hugs, NOTHING. Also no black t-shirts and boxers. And no long gazes."
"No touching? What are you talking about no long gazes," Jane spat.
"You have a tendency to stare at me for extended of periods of time with bedroom eyes. And yes Jane please keep your hands to yourself."
"Ok, the rules are stupid. Let's scrap all the rules," Jane stated.
"So you can't keep you hands off of me? I thought we were suppose to be building our relationship. We're acting like a bunch of teenagers in heat. We are professional, respectable, grown women; I think we can exhibit control."
"You're right, it's just that couples usually use this time to learn about each other. What don't you know about me and what don't I know about you?"
"A lot we are both complex human beings. Alright we'll spend the twenty-nine day sharing things that we don't know about each other."
"Fair enough."
Jane collapsed on the couch, wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, and kissed her neck. Maura leaned back and pecked Jane's chin. The detective turned the ME around, then pecked her lips which cause the blond to straddle the brunette. Sitting on top Maura leaned down for a breathtaking, dancing tongue, hard kiss. The couple stayed that way for a quarter.
"We need rules," Maura gasped.