4) Emergency
"What kind of emergency?" Maura asks innocently, although her thoughts are anything but pure. Jane and her had not been truly alone in a fair amount of time, and Jane in that dress, before the christening had gone terribly wrong…well, Jane in that dress had been nothing short of exquisite.
"The kind of emergency where you don't ask questions and just follow me to your office, damnit!" Jane hissed, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her through the door with ease, since she was really in no position or mood to resist. She couldn't help but watch Jane's rear as she submissively followed her down the hall and into the elevator. Once inside, she licked her lips none-to-subtly and lifted her eyes back up to the detective's face, but not before doing a full, clear sweep of her body with a hungry gaze. Jane smirked at her,
"What's going through your pretty little head, Maur?"
Maura smiled coyly and sidled up right next to her, "just wondering…what this emergency could be, detective," she husked, leaning behind Jane slightly to rake her teeth along the soft skin behind her ear. Jane bit back a groan,
"That's….wow, uh," she laughed nervously as her girlfriend's wandering hand began slipping beneath the waistband of her slacks above her ass, "not what I had in mind at all, actually. I really do need your help with something waaay less fun," her tongue flicked at the corner of her own lip and her eyes nearly rolled back into her head as Maura, apparently deigning not to listen to her, began roughly sucking on her neck, no doubt leaving a healthy, no, downright filthy bruise.
"but I can see you're in a mood so never mind that Lydia and her stupid strawberry shortcake can wait. Oh-kay!" Jane yelped out all in one breath, jolting forward to activate the emergency stop button and spinning around to pin a very shocked, very pleased Maura Isles up against the opposite wall. Her eyes were like midnight, and almost sinister with want. Jane groaned, flicking open the button on the needy woman's fiery red pants and sliding her hand inside, starting rough and fast, making them both gasp,
"Is this the kind of urgent care you needed, baby?" Jane murmured, driving her forearm upward, making the muscles there flex, and pulling Maura's shirt away from her shoulder to latch on with her open mouth, smirking in satisfaction against warm, lightly freckled skin at how quickly Maura came undone, biting at the side of her wrist to muffle her final cry as she watched, as she felt her own center clench with brewing need.
"Wow," Maura sighed, slumping forward into Jane's embrace as the detective removed her dripping fingers from inside, "I'm…I don't know what came over me, I thought - "
She trailed off as she saw Jane's eyes gazing lovingly at her,.though the fire in them wasn't entirely innocent,
"You're bad, Maura. You are so bad."
Not one to be made completely speechless even in the face of sexual satisfaction, Maura knew exactly how to reply to get her detective's gears to spin,
"Is that so Jane? You'll have to punish me then… when we return home."
Maura reached around Jane to press the button to make the elevator resume it's movement, and re-buttoned her fly with an innocent smile before leaning up against the wall primly as can be. She laughed openly when the other woman just stared at her for the rest of the ride down, mouth agape, and — unless Maura was imagining it— fingering at the handcuffs attached to her waist almost contemplatively. They'd be having a lot of fun tonight..
