Chapter 9

A/N: beware kids, this is really M rated stuff...

"Jane, we have to go inside," Maura said gently.

"Just give me a minute," Jane said. "I need to prepare myself."

They sat in front of Angela's house in silence for a few moments.

"OK, I'm ready," Jane said.

"Ma?" Jane called as they stepped into the house.

"In the kitchen!" Came the reply from Angela.

"Ma, we're getting married."

"Oh my God!" Angela squeeked, followed by a loud crash.

Jane and Maura rushed into the kitchen, finding Angela frozen in shock.

"Ma? Snap out of it!" Jane glanced at Maura. "Is she gonna be OK?"

Maura nodded. "I think she's just a little overwhelmed."

"Who proposed?" Angela asked unexpectedly.

Jane and Maura exchanged a meaningful look. "It was mutual, Ma," Jane said carefully.

"My baby's getting married, to a Doctor! Thank goodness you didn't elope!"

"Yet," Jane muttered.

Maura shook her head, smiling at Jane.

*everybody hurts*

Jane stumbled into the bedroom, doing a not-so-graceful bellyflop onto the floor. "Fucking gravity," she groaned.

"Jane, language," Maura said, lazily watching Jane sitting up and rubbing her elbow.

"Who's gonna pick it up, Bass? I'd like to hear him telling me to fuck off."

Maura stifled a giggle. "Jane, you know very well that tortoises can't talk."

"Why do you get to tell me off for swearing, when you could put a sailor to shame when we're in bed?" Jane frowned.

Maura shrugged. "Special occasions, and if I remember correctly, it turns you on immensely."

Jane's eyes glazed over. "Yes, its does, actually."

"Get your fucking sexy ass up here," Maura growled.

Jane jumped to her feet and started undressing. "Tell me what we're doing tonight."

Maura licked her lips. "I have something new in mind for us to try. I think you are going to enjoy it." She slipped her tank top off, followed closely by her shorts.

Jane, already naked, drank in the sight of Maura sprawled out on the bed. "Fuck, you are so hot, babe."

Maura grinned, a predatory glint in her eye. "Come here," she winked and motioned Jane closer with one finger.

Jane climbed onto the bed and straddled Maura.

"Oh, I made you come with one finger already," Maura said innocently.

Jane giggled. "Good one, babe." She kissed Maura's soft lips, tugging on the bottom one as she pulled away.

Maura smiled. "Get off me. It won't work if we stay in this position."

"What do you have in mind?"

"Sixty-nine."

Jane grinned. "This should be fun."

Maura pushed Jane backwards. "I want to be on top," she said quietly.

Jane lied down, and Maura shifted so her knees were next to Jane's head. She leaned on her elbows, holding on to Jane's legs. "Are you ready?" She asked.

Jane chuckled. "Can't you see that I am?"

Maura dipped her head and sucked on Jane's clit.

"Holy fuck, Maur!"

"Jane," she pulled back. "The point of this is for both of us to participate."

"Right," Jane said. She kissed the inside of Maura's thigh, before thrusting her tongue inside of Maura.

Maura resumed her sucking on Jane's clit, and they both moaned as they pleasured each other.

Jane locked her legs around Maura's head and thrust forward with her hips, seeking more friction. Maura read the silent plea, and slid two fingers inside. She matched Jane's rythm, and they soon came together.

Jane's legs relaxed, and se released Maura's head. She threw her head back and chuckled softly.

"What's so funny?" Maura asked as she crawled up the bed to cuddle into Jane's side.

Jane wrapped her arms around Maura and planted a kiss on her cheek. "That was amazing. Why didn't we do this before?"

"I honestly have no idea."

Jane caressed Maura's cheek. "I love you, Maura."

"I love you too, Jane."