"Oh, come on, a bet is a bet. Besides, you were betting against MY team! I think I pulled something in my shoulder boxing yesterday anyways." Jane retorted.

"Fine. Take your shirt off" Maura said.

"What?!"

"Maura, I'm not going to TAKE my shirt off."

"Jane, if you keep your shirt on it's going to restrict me from massaging you thoroughly. You can go lay down on the bed, so you can cover up since you're obviously so nervous about it."

Jane sat there on the couch for a minute, and downed quite a bit of her beer. "I'm not nervous about it. You really can't just massage me through my shirt?"

"Fine. If that's what you want. Let's at least do it on the bed though so we're comfortable".

Jane nearly choked on her beer as Maura finished off her statement. Maura smiled as she noticed how unsettled Jane got from her phrasing.

"Come on, scooter." Maura nudged Jane with her knee into her thigh.

Jane laughed. "It's 'scoot', Maura." Jane sat up and walked into the kitchen, putting her empty beer bottles in the recycling and grabbed another.

"You can join me when you're ready." Jane said as she walked towards Maura's bedroom.

Maura smiled now at Jane's phrasing. Jane entered the room and took a long swig of beer as she lay down on Maura's bed, head facing the end of the bed. Maura entered a moment later. Jane, lying on her stomach, with her eyes closed listens to Maura fumbling by her dresser.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting the proper essentials for a good massage. Just relax. One second."

Maura left the room and ran into the bathroom. Incense filled the air with the smell of lavender. Jane picked up her beer and took a small sip. Maura returned with a small bottle.

Jane groaned. "Annnnything else, Doctor?" Jane stated sarcastically.

"Yeah, one more thing". Maura said as she took a long sip of wine. "mmm" she moaned half at the taste of the wine, the other half at the detective laying on her bed. If only she could have gotten her to take her shirt off, how much more fun this would be. She eyed the detective's long legs and tight muscles and stood in awe of how beautiful she is.

Maura always had a bit of a crush on Jane. Of course Jane was attractive, which is where it originally started. As time moved on, she slowly started to fall for the detective. How kind she was, generous, strong and in a sense how hard headed she was. Jane, however, not wanting to resort to the stereotype everyone had seen in her, dated men. End of discussion. At least for Jane it was.

Fortunately enough, Maura being a very educated doctor was more than able to pick up on all the cues of Jane's attraction to her. Especially with the number of times the detective's eye's dilated when Maura wore a low cut shirt. Even when Maura would gently brush her ass against the detective when crossing paths, she could audibly hear the sharp intake of air.

Although, Maura, still uncertain just how heavy her feelings lie for Jane, and vice versa. She at least knew that Jane found her very sexually attractive and THAT is what she has to work with.

Maura slowly slid onto the bed, lying on one side of Jane.

"About time." Jane piped.

"Oh, shush. You'll be more than happy once I start."

"Well, would you get to-oooohh" Jane groaned.

Maura began massaging Jane's shoulders, working her thumbs deep into her back. Jane wearing her simple white tank top and some pajama bottoms laid there in peace. Maura sighed when she noticed Jane still had her bra on, and the tank top constricting her from getting underneath it. Maura was wearing a snug burgundy sweater and yoga pants.

"Jane, will you at least take your bra off? I can't massage you well with it on" Maura stated matter of fact.

Jane, coming out of her slight daze from the massage, "Oh, yeah. Hold on."

Jane shifted and brought her legs up to the front of the bed, with her back facing Maura and undid her bra from under her shirt and tossed it to the ground. Jane then went back to her original position.

"You know there are some studies that suggest wearing a bra to bed can be harmful to the skin, especially if you have a wired bra that can protrude into your chest. It can cause a skin irritation." Maura stated and continued massaging Jane's shoulders. Maura, still lying on the side of Jane, still not feeling comfortable enough to straddle her began to think of the ways she could get away with straddling her.

"I, uh, don't wear bras to bed" Jane replied.

"You always wear bras to bed when we spend the night."

"Yeah, I know."

"Then what do you mean?" Maura asked puzzled.

"Well, um, at home I just don't wear one because it's more comfortable but sometimes my shirts are see-through and I don't want to be rude, so, yeah.."

Maura realizing Jane was getting slightly more uncomfortable by the conversation took this as her cue before Jane can make an excuse and end this. "Jane, do you mind if I straddle you, it'd be easier on my arms to not have to work from such odd angles".

"Um, no. that's fine."

"You know, I want you to feel comfortable in front of me no matter what you wear. I, personally, never wear bras during our sleepovers."

"Yeah, I've noticed." Jane said before she had the chance to stop it.

Maura's legs clenched around Jane's waist at that remark involuntarily.

"Oh." Maura began massaging Jane's lower back as the conversation halted. She began slowly bringing the tank top up ever so slightly so she can peek her fingertips on to Jane's skin. Maura was now completely straddling Jane's ass.

Jane laid there, half in ecstasy, and the other half in regret for the statement she just made. Slightly blushing, she lay there hoping that Maura would forget what she had just said. When Maura shifted, Jane then became fully aware that Maura was practically sitting on her ass. Now turning the detective on, she had to keep reminding herself to not buck her hips for Maura would surely notice.

"You know, I have this heated massage oil. If you took your shirt off, I can massage your back and I am sure it will help with your shoulder muscle. I promise I won't peek." Maura said half in jest

"I feel uncomfortable being half-naked."

"Oh, okay." Maura said with sadness in her voice.

Jane noticed that she used the word "uncomfortable" and had probably striked a nerve.

"Well, no. I mean, I feel uncomfortable being the only one that is half-naked."

"Ohhh" Maura said in amusement. "Well, what do you suggest we do, Detective?"

"I don't know, you should take something off too or something."

"Like what?"