Hi dear readers, I can't even tell you how incredibly sorry I am! I feel really bad and I swear here and now that I will never promise anything that I can't keep for sure! I uploaded this chapter as soon as I got it… so that part of the promise I could keep…
I really hope you forgive me…
This is the T rated chapter, and believe me it is really T! Huge T! I hope you will like it though, and I hope so much that it will be good enough to make up for the long wait…
I thought a lot about writing this, then I said to myself 'why not?' so I did it. I've never written such a T rated chapter before, so I hope you'll enjoy it! :)
The song in it is 'I will wait for you' by Louis Armstrong. It goes without saying, it's not mine either… I found it completely by accident while I was looking for a song for this chapter and I'm so glad I found it. I think it fits perfectly…
I would like to thank everyone who reviewed on last chapter, and also who put the story (or me) in alerts! You're the best!
Thanks to MarvelDC superhero fan for looking through it and putting up with my mistakes! :)
Okay, enough of the babbling, here comes the new chapter!

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Chapter 10

His head was spinning and his heart was thumping in his throat. How that happened? And why did he want more? So much more...
He could still feel her touch on his skin, the smell of her surrounding him like a lovely bubble that he never wanted to leave. Jane didn't know how this got so out of control. He knew she was drunk, really drunk. But he wasn't... He should have been the sober one, the thinking one.

Somehow, she managed to make his brain stop, totally useless. She was so tempting, so incredibly sexy when she teased him. Her green eyes sparkling playfully and there was a tiny little smirk in the corner of her precious mouth that he just wanted to kiss away so desperately... Her delicate fingers played him, like she knew exactly where to touch to make him crazy, and they weren't even naked yet. It made Jane shiver to think about that, and she asked him to go with her. In that gorgeous, throaty bedroom voice that made his heart go faster. It made his blood race in his veins and his mouth go dry. He ran his tongue over his lips and with slightly shaking legs, stood up.

Because she wanted him to follow. She asked him to go and Jane didn't want to waste any time...

He glanced back at Cho, who was still sleeping peacefully, leaning on the wall.

He didn't seem to notice any of what happened.

Jane saw Lisbon's back as she disappeared on the stairs and swallowed before he took a swift step to catch up with her.

…

First step.

Her mouth went dry and however hard she tried she couldn't stop the shaking of her limbs. It took all her strength not to fall, or go back to Jane. But she kept going, telling herself that he would follow.

Second step.

She never knew that walking could be so difficult. She didn't hear him move or even take a breath and she started to worry that maybe it was a bad idea. Maybe he won't follow. Maybe she misunderstood the signs. Maybe it was just the excess amount of alcohol talking. She cursed herself for drinking that much. Lisbon strained her ears to hear something from him. Anything... Anything at all. But still no sound.

Third step.

Should she stop? Or just glance back above her shoulder? Only to check what he's doing, to see his reaction. She was almost at the stairs now; if she took one more step she couldn't stop later. Lisbon had to decide. The hope that he would follow had almost disappeared and complete panic took its place. Panic that she had made fool of herself, that she had ruined their friendship with her mindless flirting...

Fourth step.

With the next step she would be on the stairs. Her brain wasn't helping her in any way.

Where is that sharp detective mind now, Teresa?, she asked herself. She couldn't hope that Jane would forget this in the morning because obviously the man was anything but drunk.

Fifth step.

And that was it. It was over. She was on the first stair and Jane was nowhere close.

The darkness settled on her, making it hard to see at first. Rigsby must have forgotten to turn the lights on when he took Grace up to her room.

Lisbon let out a deep sigh, her sadness and embarrassment clear from the sound. She felt tears fill her eyes as she slowly lifted her left leg to the next stair.

That's what she got when she started hoping. That was exactly why she never did that! For a minute or two, she really thought that there could be something between her and Jane, but he probably saw nothing more than a friend in her...

And that broke her heart. It hurt her more than she expected.
She was about to wipe a tear away when she heard a sudden sound from behind her. She was turning halfway to see what was happening when a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back a little. She was spun around and her back hit the wall. She let out a surprised squeak, but then her mouth was too occupied to make any more sound.

Eager lips pressed to her own and a strong hand cupped her cheek gently. Her hands came up immediately and she tangled her fingers into Patrick Jane's blond curls.

She knew that it was him in the moment he touched her. She saw his eyes before he kissed her and it took away all her doubts. His body slammed into hers and she was stuck between him and the wall.

His tongue slid over her lower lip and with a moan she opened her mouth to him. She fisted her hand in his hair and tried to pull him even closer. His hands were on her hips now, hugging her to him. When she kissed him back he growled low in his throat and his right hand slipped under her shirt. He caressed her hot skin softly; his fingers barely moved.

Lisbon felt her blood race in her veins and as his mouth left hers to trail light kisses along her jaw she was sure she couldn't take it anymore. She threw her head back to give him better access and his lips found their ways to her neck. He sucked and bit her skin gently then ran his tongue over it. With an impetuous movement, she quickly wrapped her left leg around his right.

Jane gasped but his free hand grabbed her thigh and held it there. She stroked his hair, then her hands slid to his back and she scratched her nails down. In reply, his right hand found her bra and he started to caress her breast through the material. Lisbon groaned, long and lustful, and her mouth searched for his again.

As her tongue invaded his mouth, her leg that was wrapped around him tightened and her hips rolled against his. Jane's hand left her leg and he slipped it up her body until his fingers were in her hair. He pushed his hips against her and slightly bit her mouth.

„Jane" she sighed and she arched her back a little as his hand cupped her breast.

It seemed to turn him on more because with a grumble he pulled her away from the wall and forced her to back up the stairs. They stumbled up until the first floor and there Jane pushed Lisbon against the wall again. She tried to repress her moan because she didn't want Rigsby or VanPelt come out and see them. It was difficult though when she felt his hand skating down her back to squeeze her ass.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as she tried to get rid of it. She unbuttoned half of them when he decided it was time to move and he hugged her again close to himself as he stepped towards the stairs. Lisbon managed not to fall and she clung to his chest as he walked up the remaining stairs.

When they arrived on their floor, she tore his shirt apart and let it fall to the floor. Her fingers touched his chest and he groaned in anticipation. He pinned her against the door of her bedroom and suddenly she became aware of just how turned on he was…

She gasped and pulled him to her, then reached behind her back and turned the doorknob. They almost fell to the ground as they backed into the room, the frenzy of their kisses never stopping.

Lisbon turned them and with a playful grin she pushed at Jane's chest. The man tottered backwards until his legs hit the bed and he tumbled onto it. He supported himself on his elbows and looked up at her like that.

….

She was absolutely, utterly beautiful. Incredibly sexy and so tempting and so damn drunk.

Jane felt the soft covers under his bare back as he stared at Lisbon in the dark. Her form was towering above him and he marveled at her sight. He never hoped that he would live to see this day, the day when Teresa Lisbon would let him kiss her, and do all those naughty things to her…

Those dirty, dirty things…

But he had no time to think about how amazing she was, because she moved forward and straddled him. His hands came up to keep her still on his lap. She leaned in and captured his lips in a searing kiss and he tasted her hungrily. She tasted like alcohol. Alcohol and something uniquely her, something sweet and yet unknown to him. As he hugged her, Jane slipped his hands under her shirt again, his fingers stroking her silky skin. He shuddered when Lisbon sucked on his upper lip and an involuntary moan left his mouth.

With a quick move, he turned them over and laid her on her back. He pushed her into the covers and bent over her. He stopped for a moment and just stared down at her. She looked back at him, her emerald eyes glinting in the dark of the room. The only sound that broke the silence of the house was their panting and it sent a hot trail of desire through his body, a so missed feeling he didn't have the chance to experience lately. He ran his thumb along her cheekbone and let his fingers find their ways into her hair. Lisbon very slowly closed her eyes and from under her long eyelashes blinked up at him seductively.

She lifted her hands and slid them up his chest. She caressed his face softly, then with a smile her hands began their way back down on Jane's chest until it reached his belt. He hissed as her fingers started to unbuckle it.

"God, I want you…" he forced it out between his teeth, determined not to cry out too loudly.

Lisbon chuckled lightly as her fingers did their magic on his pants. Soon he found himself without a belt. Jane didn't want fall behind, so he started to unbutton her shirt while he kissed her full on the mouth again.

Their tongues danced feverishly and when Jane broke the kiss to place wet little kisses to her chin and neck she rocked her hips into him in a way that made his blood boil.

At last he was able to pull off her shirt and he threw it on the ground. His stomach and chest pressed to her bare skin as he leaned in to kiss her again.

...

His nose brushed her collarbone and Lisbon giggled. She wrapped her fingers into his hair and pulled him up to her face. Her mouth met his for the thousandth time that night, but it was still taking her by surprise how delicious his kiss was, sweet and soft even though he was kissing her wildly, almost roughly.

The alcohol started to wear off and the only thing that made her dizzy was Jane. His touches and kisses brought sensations to her body which she had never felt before. She wanted him more than she thought it was possible. It was overwhelming but she wanted more.

"Jane, please..." she gasped when he teased her through her bra and she dug her nails into his back to let him know how impatient she was.
Jane pulled back from her, only millimeters, but she immediately felt the loss of his body, his warmth on her. She let out a disapproving sound and searched his eyes. When their eyes met, she shot him a questioning look and he smiled at her affectionately. His blue eyes were full of love and desire. She swallowed and tried to ignore the shiver that ran down her spine from his intense stare.

"We need to stop," he whispered and even though Lisbon saw in his eyes that he didn't want to stop she also saw that he was serious.

"What? Why?" she asked, her voice barely audible. She slid her hands up his body until she was cupping his face. He closed his eyes and a muffled groan left him. When he opened his eyes again, his face was pained and his stare was begging.

"Lisbon..." he breathed but she didn't pay attention. She pulled him down with a strong move and his lips crashed int hers. Her tongue was in his mouth instantly and her kiss was anything but gentle. She sucked and bit and as she explored his mouth Jane couldn't help but groan deeply. She felt his hands on her again and she arched her back to push her body into him.

"Lisbon, you're drunk!" he gasped when he was finally able to pull back. She could see the inner fight in him, wanting this with all his heart but also wanting to do the right thing.

"I'm not that drunk..." she whispered and pressed an open mouthed kiss to his neck. Her tongue drew small circles up on his skin until she reached his ear. She nibbled his earlobe and felt his hips roll against hers once more.

"Oh, yes..." he growled and for a second she thought that she won the battle but then he started to pull away. He put his hands on each side of her head and pushed himself up, away from her. "You are so...very...drunk," he whispered, emphasizing the words.

"Maybe I am, but I'm sober enough to know that I want this. I want you!" she murmured into his ear, lifting her upper body to reach him.
Her hot breath met his ear and neck and in a sudden movement, Jane turned his head and was kissing her again with full force. Her head was on the pillow again and his kiss was more passionate than the ones before. Her hands began their journey down his back again, towards his pants but he stopped her by grabbing her wrists and pinning them together to the bed above her head.

Lisbon moaned long in the back of her throat, Jane being rough and bossy turned her on more. She wrapped both of her legs around his waist and their hips collided with a huge force. She felt him hardening through his pants and she tried to pull him even closer. She hooked her ankles behind his back and her heels dug into his thighs. He sucked on her neck then breathed air-light kisses on her shoulder. Lisbon felt goosebumps all over her and she tried to free her hands from his grip. He was strong, stronger than she thought and when he bit her shoulder she wriggled beneath him. He slipped his tongue over the bite mark, moistening the flesh and her eyes rolled back into her head. She did't know how long she could take this...

"Jane, please don't torture me anymore!" she begged him raspily.

"We can't do it, Lisbon... Not now, not when you're drunk," he told her and bent down to kiss her. She met his loving lips with matching softness and she sighed contentedly when they broke apart.

"I love you, Jane, and I'm one hundred percent sure I want this!" she whispered and felt him move away. "I can feel that you want it too..." she tried to reason but he only let out a silent laugh.

"I do, and I love you too, but that's one of the reasons why I can't let you do this," he muttered as he swiftly turned to lay back on the bed beside her.

"But listen to me, I promise you that if you want to do this in the morning, then I will be the happiest man on Earth, Lisbon! And I won't say a word to stop you..." he offered, and with a sad smile she nodded. He was right, of course; she didn't really want their first time to be drunk sex. It would ruin the magic...

Her heart still pounded quickly in her chest but she felt herself slowly calm down. The shivering of her body lessened then stopped and she was left with a comfortably warm feeling inside of her. She was quite sure that this is what they called love.

She moved to lean her head on his chest and his arm came up around her as he hugged her close. He gave her shoulder a light squeeze and she closed her eyes.

"Just sleep now..." he murmured and she felt him press a kiss to the top of her head.

„I can't sleep if you touch me…" she admitted quietly and Jane's pulse quickened again.

„I can't resist touching you!" he whispered into her hair and she groaned; they both knew this could easily end badly.

„At least put on your shirt, then," she begged even though she didn't want to feel the loss of his bare skin on hers. He carefully sat up and jumped out of the bed while searching for his shirt in the dark. He had suspicions where it could be, but he still bumped into an armchair and the edge of the bed while he looked for it. When he finally found it, he put it on in a minute and he was already jogging back to her. He lay back into the same position he was

before, and Lisbon put her head back on his chest the moment his back met the bed.

"Sing me a lullaby..." she asked in a half asleep voice and he grinned.

"Your wish is my command!" he said then his quiet voice filled the silence as Lisbon closed her eyes again. She decided it wasn't a bad thing to fall asleep in Patrick Jane's arms while listening to his tender singing...

If it takes forever, I will wait for you

For a thousand summers, I will wait for you

Till you're back beside me, till I'm holding you

Till I hear you sigh, here in my arms

Anywhere you wander, anywhere you go

Everyday remember, how I love you so

In your heart believe, what in my heart I know

That forevermore, I'll wait for you

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What do you guys think of the season finale? I think it was great! I mean, seriously… *spoiler!* he said 'Love you!' ..*-*
I can promise as much as last time, I will upload the next chapter in the moment I get it from my beta reader… And again, I'm so truly sorry for this late upload now, it makes me feel bad!
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Until next time, xxx