Authors note: general disclaimer, I don't own rizzoli & isles or any characters involved etc. any comments/feedback/criticism will be welcomed as its my first fanfic x
Another chapter was requested so here's another short one to keep you going (still leaving you wanting more tho hopefully!)
gonna be at least 24(ish) hours before chapter 8 is done, unfortunately I have to go and earn money :( will be up as soon as I can x thanks for sticking with me x
Maura heard the deep growl before she could see what was about to happen. Jane launched herself towards her and bent down to tackle the medical examiner when Maura squealed and took off running. She felt Jane's arm graze her hip as she lost momentum by kicking off her heels whilst running from her. Their laughter echoed through the house and Maura hiked up her skirt to flash her creamy white thighs, simply to aid her running of course! It worked she heard Jane stumble and curse under her breath giving Maura time to slip away just before Jane caught up to her.
Jane almost had her in her grasp when the cheat played dirty and flashed her thighs. Jane growled both out of frustration and pleasure. She huffed as Maura slipped away again, maybe the detective was getting old. That horrendous thought spurred Jane up a gear and she sped after that glorious ass.
Maura was giggling and only just about managed to get into her en-suite and shut the door against Jane's frustrated face. Maura managed to click the lock on the door as Jane grabbed the handle. The medical examiner's triumphant laugh was cut short by a loud bang to the door.
Jane lightly shoulder checked the door again grinning as she waited for the inevitable reaction from the ME.
"Jane Clementine Rizzoli! Don't you dare try and break down this door!"
Jane downed the rest of her beer, setting the bottle on Maura's bedside cabinet and laughed quietly at the irritation in Maura's voice. "Oh no! You cannot call me Roly Poly Rizzoli and middle name me all in one night! Not allowed Maur!"
Maura laughed heartily "Well Detective it doesn't seem like there's a lot you can do about it!" She sniggered as she waited for a response knowing Jane would be frustrated at not getting her way. It all went quiet. Maura waited, a minute went by and all was still quiet. She didnt trust Jane enough to open the door but Jane wasn't a quiet or patient person either. "Jane?" She double checked herself even though she knew that door was the only way in, she knew how sneaky Jane could be. "Detective?" Perhaps using a more seductive tone would draw Jane out. When she still had no response Maura frowned, pressed her ear against the door and smiled when she heard those footsteps coming back. "Give up Detective?" She chuckled as the footsteps stopped outside the door.
"You keep calling me detective, doctor." Jane stated with a smirk.
"Yes?" Maura frowned.
"You know what detectives have right?" Jane readied herself.
"What?" Maura asked warily.
"Guns." Jane, with a grin that reached from ear to ear, clicked off the safety.
Maura heard the distinctive click of a gun and her eyes and mouth opened wide. She panicked and unbolted the door running out arms stretched screaming "No!"
That sight would stay with Jane for a very long time. The exquisite medical examiner tearing out of her en-suite, arms outstretched screaming because she actually thought Jane would shoot her door down. Jane would have laughed out loud had she not already had a plan in place, she stepped into Maura, handling her like a suspect she grabbed an arm, turning her round and down to the floor, knee in her back, with just enough force so as not to hurt her, and finally snapped the handcuffs onto Maura's wrists.
Damn it. Not only had Maura fallen for a ridiculous play, although you never could be too careful with Jane, she nearly shot the tv when the Sox were losing, but now she was handcuffed on the floor, Jane on top of her and in control again. Though she had never shied away from sex Maura had never had a penchant for being tied up. The wetness between her legs suggested that with Jane that may have changed. She glanced over her shoulder at the panting brunette and smiled. Oh yes she could grow to like this very much. "Detective?"