Title: After School Special 4/?
Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: R for this chapter, NC-17 later
Summary: Maura and Jane meet in high school, but not as students.
Disclaimer: These characters are in no way mine. They belong to Tess Gerritson, TNT, and whoever. - I just wanted to put on a puppet show for some fan girls! But they are a little different with me. Cause I changed the world they live in.
Authors Note: This is a little AU fic that came to me in the middle of the night. I know I haven't updated "Newton's 3rd Law" in quiet some time, but I hope to find the inspiration to soon! Thank you to everyone who's read and commented!
Special Note: I am writing this after getting four wisdom teeth removed.. meaning I'm on prescription pain killers. Also meaning this could make perfect sense- no sense. But doing nothing for hours was driving me crazy :D
Maura grinned into the soft jersey fabric that had replaced the dress. She felt fingertips at her hips, and hot breath against the back of her neck. Everything had fallen away, leaving only these moments for the blonde to savor.
Jane stood close behind her, smoothing the fabric against the woman before her. The smell of jasmine filled her senses as she leaned forward to take in every sensation. Fingertips brushed under the t-shirts hem as she felt the contours of Maura's back, slowly moving over every plane as if to memorize every soft inch.
The blonde's breath caught as her companion's warmth over took her. The exploration of her skin was slow and gentle, hands slowly enveloping around her waste. The feeling, intoxicating, as she felt herself be slowly laid upon the bed. She nuzzled into the brunette's chest, appreciating the lack of fabric that Jane's tank top provided, as she was drawn closer.
The officer moved slowly as the mapped out every inch of the blonde with touches and slow kisses. Every curve was given attention and not a single sensation was rushed. She knew there would be time for more and that night was the time for this. Just this.
The fabric that covered their torsos had been deemed obsolete, as both had been lifted to past collar-bones, and had been discarded within seconds of one-another. The newly exposed plains of skin was explored as each lightly brushed palms, fingers, and tongues against the other's sensitive skin.
Maura sighed as she was lulled by Jane's tenderness, enjoying the languid kisses that graced her neck. Chaste touches were given and received until both women slipped into sleep, leaving not even an inch between them.
A stream of sunlight had settled over the bed, revealing tangled sheets and dormant forms, limbs intwined around one another. The school teacher stirred, surprised at the contrast of warm skin against crisp, cold sheets. The curve of her lip settled into a smile as she looked upon the sleeping brunette. The officer's nose was only an inch from hers and she couldn't help but slide a hand free to push a strand of Jane's thick hair behind her ear.
"Good morning." Jane whispered as she opened one eye.
Maura replied with a slow kiss. "Good morning."
The blonde was doing her best to believe that the morning was happening and that the night had been so wonderful. It was hard not to expect the other shoe to drop.
"Mmm.. I don't want to get up." Jane murmured into another kiss.
"It's Saturday, you don't have to." the blonde spoke as she wrapped a pale arm around Jane's tanned torso.
"Good." the brunette stretched and gathered her bed-mate closer.
A muffled gurgle filled the room.
"Though I'm not sure we can stay here forever..." Maura blushed a deep crimson as she looked down to her stomach.
"Breakfast?" the officer questioned as she shifted to kiss a trail from the blonde's neck to her flat stomach.
"Yes, please." Maura shifted quickly to an upright position to capture the brunette's lips. Clearly having another sort of meal in mind.
Jane smirked into the kiss, attempting not to give in to what could only be described as a sweet temptation. Slowly lifting to a semi-standing position, with one foot on the ground and the other leg bent upon the bed, the contact broke slowly. "How do you like your eggs?"
"Over-hard." Maura pouted at the loss of warmth. "May I help?"
Jane examined the woman before her, clad only in blue, lace boy-shorts. "Will you behave?" The question was more directed at herself than the vision that was now looking at her on hands and knees.
"Define, behave? Because if you mean, will I conduct myself in a proper or specified way, I must be told what behavior is expected of me. Or how will I know what behavior is appropriate when my-" a slight pause.
"Girlfriend." Jane filled in the blank without a bat of an eye.
"Girlfriend," Maura's face broke into a child-like grin. "Is offering to make me breakfast after a wonderful first date."
The blonde was on her feet at that moment, a hand barely touching the brunette's shoulder as she let it travel over a tanned breast, and finally made sweeping contact over a rib. She couldn't help but admire the simple black panties the woman before her was sporting.
Her inspection was interrupted as a hand guided her chin up, bringing her eyes to lock with brown.
"To start," Jane smiled after chastely kissing the school teacher. "you should pick out a shirt to wear so I can not burn the apartment down. Then I'll instruct you from there."
"These instructions Officer, would my indiscretions be considered... punishable offenses?"
The brunette's eyebrows flew up at the sound of Maura's obvious innuendo. "I- I think I'm gonna... get started on those eggs." Jane turned an about face before a blush overtook her entire face.
The blonde couldn't help but chuckle at the officer's retreat as she turned to Jane's closet to see what shirt she might find.
It was all so surreal, Maura thought as she thumbed through button-up shirts and baseball jerseys. The whole night, being that close and not actually engaging in sexual intercourse. It was clear that they had both wanted to, but she thought it incredibly sweet and endearing that Jane was going to so much of an effort to prove that this was real for her, even without knowing any of the blonde's relationship issues. It was like the brunette just knew.
She brought out an extra police uniform button-up thoughtfully and slipped it over her shoulders. She left the buttons undone and let it rest against her skin. Perfect, she thought, plus, Jane hadn't told her it needed to be a closed shirt.
Jane had thrown herself into the task of breakfast, hoping to restrain herself from going back to the bedroom empty-handed. It wasn't that she didn't want to sleep with Maura. No, that was most certainly not the case. But damn, she wanted this to work out and if a few nights of abstinence would cement the relationship- so be it.
As she watched the eggs slowly solidify on the pan she thought back to the blonde's face, and the split-second of sadness that had overtaken her expression when Jane had mentioned romantic relationships. She had only been discussing how fickle the students seemed to be, constantly flitting from partner to partner, but she could tell that the subject had struck a nerve in the science teacher. Jane didn't ever want to be associated with that look of sadness on her future lover's face, and she wanted the blonde to know it.
"So how come you're allowed to sport your epidermis in the kitchen?"
Jane instantly went rigid with desire as she heard Maura in the doorway behind her. Turning slowly, making sure not to drop the spatula in her hand, the brunette took in the vision before her. Maura, in her uniform shirt, parted and unbuttoned, with only the boy-shorts underneath- seductively leaning against the threshold.
The brunette gulped. Maura was not making this easy.