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Maura slides off the bar stool and stands up shakily still. Her legs a little weak. She takes Jane's hand and tugs her in the direction of the bedroom.
"The couch is closer." Jane quips reaching down to pull her pants that are still around her knees up to her waist with her free hand holding them in place.
"Patience Jane. When I'm done showing you how good of a kisser I am, I suspect you won't want to move afterwards. Let's start where we mean to end."
Jane chuckles as she hops after Maura trying not to trip on her now slightly baggy clothing, "So humble."
Maura glances over her shoulder, dark eyes and raised eyebrow which causes Jane to close her mouth and move faster.
Once inside the bedroom Maura pushes Jane against the closed door and on tippy toes presses a soft kiss onto the detectives lips. Jane moans at the warmth and pressure. It's slow. Tantalising.
Breathless and wet.
Jane wraps her free arm around Maura's waist her other hand still holding her pants up.
When the kiss ends, Maura steps back to take in this most memorable moment. She feels her heart start to race, this is something she had wanted, perhaps fantasised about, since she had secretly seen Jane half naked, trying to hide herself, in the decontamination shower. Modest and stunning. Toned body and tanned skin. Long legs and a usually confident stride. She hadn't been into woman before she had seen Jane wrapped in a tiny towel that didn't hide much. She had kept her thoughts and feelings to herself and remained professional. But this moment now was different than before, different than earlier in the kitchen, this is different than just a scientific test kiss that somehow surprisingly ended in a powerful orgasm. This is two willing adult participants, knowing what they are doing, knowing what's at stake, entering into a long overdue event.
This is her wanting Jane and Jane finally wanting her back.
And she knows that there has almost never been any tension or fear between them, they are comfortable together, now in every possible way.
Jane's eyes dart hesitatingly across Maura's face looking for a sign Maura is about to call it off.
Jane's hair is messy yet suits her perfectly. Her lips are moist and red and pleading to be kissed. Her skin slightly shiny in a radiant sort of way. Brown caring curious eyes that study her back. Brown iris's and black pupils that are liquid with expression in a way that she has never seen in another before. Eyes that have managed to show an array of emotions without words over their many years together. So many emotions like warmth, joy, sadness, fear, gratitude, anger, lust. Sometimes many at once but readable like a book. Some looks have caused her to feel at home, other looks have made her feel important. Jane has never looked at her as anything but wonderful .
"You are beautiful Jane."
Jane smiles slowly, "I was just thinking the same about you."
Maura blushes, "You know what I love most about you Jane?"
Jane wants to say 'less talk more action'...but this isn't just a fling...it can't be. It is more, it is real, it is all built up emotions from over the years in a now sweetly tangible form, and she wants to hear Maura out, understand the beautiful android that is as if by magic causing a wet puddle in her underwear.
"My hair." Jane jokes as she leans to give Maura a desperate short and sweet kiss.
Maura smiles into the kiss. When they break again Maura smiles softly at Jane, "I'd love you if you were completely bald."
Jane presses her lips together as if holding any emotion at bay before getting a cheeky look, "My humour?" She tries going for another quick kiss and causes Maura to moan softly.
"That's the p-part of you...I actually find most confusing."
Jane fakes a shocked expression, one that once upon a time Maura would have fallen for.
"Guess again?"
"You know I hate games Maur." Jane leans forward pressing her forehead against Maura's, staring into those intriguing gentle warm and always affectionate eyes.
"But you're such a good detective."
"Is that what you love about me? My stellar detective skills?"
Maura shakes her head slowly and mouths the word no.
"That you can't get anything past me...that I can read you like a book."
Maura laughs softly.
"That I'm such a good kisser?" Jane says with a slightly more serious tone.
"You are an amazing kisser...But no."
Jane sighs letting her slight frustration show, "Well it can't be my fashion choices?"
Maura stifles a laugh and shakes her head, "I love everything about you Jane. But what I love most is that you never put yourself first."
Jane shakes her head and says barely above a whisper, "I'm sure that's not true."
"But it is." Maura whispers back as she takes Jane's hand that's clutching her pants zipper and pulls it away leaving the pants free to slide down Jane's toned legs again pooling around her ankles. Maura tucks her fingers in Jane's underpants and getting down on one knee, slides them down to Jane's ankles slowly. She sees how moist they are which causes a dull pressure between her own legs. Jane lets out a shaky breath and leans back against the door for support.
Maura slides her hands back up Jane's legs slowly and over her thighs up up and under Jane's shirt. Jane stands like a limp doll, tepid and eager. Her eyes flicker closed and she holds her breath.
Maura undoes a few buttons before letting her fingers gently massage Jane's abdomen, feeling the taunt muscles tighten under her fingertips. Her left hand shifts to the side and she brushes over a rough mound of scar tissue. She could find it without looking. A gunshot wound. A Hero's scar. She leans forward and kisses the spot gently. Just once. It was the first time she thought she had lost her friend. It was the second time she had seen Jane topless, in the ambulance with paddles jolting her body back to life. Blood had been haemorrhaging out of both sides of the wound and pooling on the floor, it was all over Jane and her own hands. It was an image she couldn't stop seeing for months.
It was a reminder of how fragile life would be. And it was the first time she had realised just how self-less and stubborn Jane really was. And she loved her for it before she even understood it.
She undoes a few more buttons until there is only the one left across Jane's breast. She runs her fingers over Jane's rib cage counting the ribs as she moves upwards until her fingers graze the underside of Jane's breast, she pauses a moment enjoying the subtle shivers coming from Janes body. Her fingers start to move up and Jane reaches for Maura's wrists and grabs them, tightly but gently.
"You don't have to." Jane whispers croakily, her eyes now open as she looks down into Maura's face.
"I don't have to what, Jane?"
"They're small, they won't be...if you're n-not interested."
Maura frowns
Jane shrugs, "I'm sorry. G-guys like them bigger...so I just thought...you can skip that part if you want too."
Maura stands up and pulls her hands out of Jane's, taking them in her own and kissing the scars on the palms of both her hands.
Jane blushes and looks away.
Maura pulls Jane's hands onto her own chest pressing them firmly to cup her breasts. She holds them there until she is sure Jane won't take them immediately away.
"Is there any part of me you don't like Jane? Any part too big or too small? Anything the wrong colour?"
"No" Jane almost yells, "No you're perfect just as you are."
"And as are you." Maura says softly unbuttoning the last button of Jane's shirt. "Every feature and every scar is a part of you."
Maura places her hands over Jane's breasts and gently squeezes, then begins to softly massage watching Jane away slightly. "You're so beautiful in every way and there is nothing I would change."
Jane groans in pleasure more at Maura's words than the way she is now playing with her nipples through the thin material. Maura leans in and kisses Jane's mouth and Jane groans softly returning the kiss gently.
She unclips the bra and feels pins and needles as her fingers touch perky bare breasts.
Gently rubbing, stroking, massaging.
"Do you like that?"
Jane nods her eyes still closed.
Maura moves her mouth down to take over for one of her hands, running her tongue over a pert nipple and loving the responses she gets from Jane's body. She kisses and sucks and twirls and fells Jane shudder under her touch. Something tells her that Janes past lovers have ignored her needs for their own and as she moves to the other side, she promises herself she will never do that to Jane.
Janes hands move from Maura's breasts to find their way subconsciously to Maura's hair, sliding through and massaging the base of her skull and becoming a thermostat for Maura to decide what Jane likes most.
"Maura."
Maura's heart skips a beat at the seductive sweet way Jane breathes her name. She's never had a partner say her name in a way that makes her feel sexy and powerful all at once.
And then Maura stands up straight pressing her lips against Jane's lips. Jane kisses her back passionately and slides her arms around Maura's waist before walking forwards towards the bed and guiding Maura with her. Maura sits when her knees stop against the mattress and Jane presses her onto her back climbing onto her lap and straddling her while never breaking the kiss. Jane's hands start to travel downwards tickling all the exposed skin as they move pausing on Maura's abdomen.
Maura pulls out of the kiss breathless.
"No Jane." She says when she gets her breath back stopping Jane's hand moving lower.
"Did I do something wrong?" Jane asks softly. Her hair falling around her face as she hovers over Maura looking down at her with a giddy smile.
Maura takes Jane's arms and rolls them until she is on top with her legs between Jane's legs and her weight slightly on Jane's pelvis causing them both to hold their breath. She takes Jane's arms and pins them to the bed either side of Jane's head.
"I am going to please you this time."
Jane blushes crimson and bites her lip.
"Please let me."
Maura kisses Jane's lips and then begin to descend lower, slowly. Kissing Jane's chin and below her ear, her neck, her throat, her collar bone. She kisses twice for every time Jane's breath hitches making it take a very long time to get to Jane's breasts which she kisses gently. She kisses between Jane's breasts, down the breastbone, down her abdomen, especially enjoying the spamming tauntness of the toned muscles. She slides off the bed onto her knees as she kisses Jane's navel and works her way lower. She pulls away for just a second to check Jane is still breathing. She releases Jane's hands and grabs Jane's hips to hold her in place as she presses her face into Jane's pussy immediately enjoying the reaction and the smell.
"Fuck" she can hear Jane say a little louder than usual.
Maura runs her tongue up Jane's lips from the back to the front holding tight as Jane thrusts her pelvis forward. She strokes Jane again several times with her tongue feeling her own heart speed up as Jane moans slightly louder each time.
Maura presses her tongue deeper each time sucking slightly on Jane's clit each time she passes. Jane buckles again hard and so Maura wraps her arms around Jane's legs moving with her as she presses her tongue deep into Jane. The juices hit her mouth and nose and are electric and exciting and she keeps lapping and pressing until she can tell Jane is on the edge. Then she pulls away slightly getting a deep deep groan as a complaint.
Maura slides back up onto Jane lying fully against her, skin on skin. She presses her mouth against Jane's and kisses her deeply while her hand begins to stroke Jane's pussy again, her fingers sliding in and out of the folds of skin.
Jane opens her mouth to groan and Maura presses her tongue inside Jane's mouth, massaging her mouth and tongue. Jane kisses her back although it is unfocused and messy.
Jane arches her pelvis into Maura's hand and begins to rock faster each time. Maura slips the tips of her fingers inside Jane and as Jane rocks harder and harder, Maura's fingers disappear. Jane moans louder and Maura presses harder and begins to twist and turn her fingers as they move in and out. Faster and faster. And Jane latches onto Maura's lip with her teeth before her mouth falls open and her head rocks back against the bed.
Her hips lurch forward one last time and she tenses completely, all her muscles contracting and she becomes completely still except for a slight spasm every few seconds.
Maura has never seen her looks so beautiful. Eyes closed, relaxed, mouth open and glowing. And when her breathing returns to normal and her muscles relax again, Maura cuddles into her, partly beside her are partly on top of her, enjoying the warmth and comfort she finds there.
Jane doesn't open her for several minutes and when she does she looks awed. Her eyes are soft like butter and her lips curl into the most beautiful smile Maura has ever seen. Jane wraps her arms around Maura and rolls onto her side so they are face to face, her legs hugging Maura's legs.
"Wow." Jane whispers before giving Maura a peck on the nose.
Nothing else needs to be said and they lie a moment just enjoying the closeness before Jane speaks again, "Remember that time you said I was gorgeous?"
"Mmmmm" Maura says nuzzling her nose into Jane's neck, "I do remember. Very vividly."
"I really wanted to kiss you that day."
Jane can feel Maura smile against her neck, "I wish you had."
Jane chuckles and rubs small comforting circles on Maura's back.
"Remember that time I got high?"
"Mmmhmmm" Jane says with a chuckle and squeezes Maura closer to her.
"I actually wanted to say that I really wanted...to kiss you."
"You said glazed donuts" Jane chuckles burying her face into Maura's hair and enjoying the sweet scent of orange and lemon.
"I actually hate glazed donuts."
"You lied." Jane mumbles softly not really caring that she did.
"I guess I can lie when I'm stoned."
Jane pulls away and opens her mouth shocked, "And you're guessing now too?"
Maura pouts softly, "Shut up and kiss me."
Jane obeys and kisses Maura until they run out of breath. And when they part Jane can't wipe the grin off her face. Her eyes twinkle in delight, "I do think you need more practice at kissing, Maur."
Maura laughs, "I don't believe you."
"Yes. You do. Everyday. Loads and loads of practice."
Maura pokes Jane in the rib, "And I suppose you are going to help me with that."
Jane nods and smiles, "I would love too."
And Maura smiles, because she knows Jane really means 'I love you.'
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