Howl 10.
"Tell me again exactly what he said?" Jane requested as she paced, no stalked around the room.
"Jane, we have been over this, every word. He wasn't threatening me, he was...inviting? He was introducing himself to me as a leader and offering help. Maybe he could answer some of my questions, Our questions! You said yourself, this is new to you too. We could at least speak to him."
Jane flashed another grimace Maura's way. "We don't need his help, I told you, I'll work something out. I have people I can trust."
"With this?" Maura asked doubtfully.
Jane stood still, clenching her fists even tighter by her sides. "I think someone in BPD must know what's really going on out there, with these things, monsters. Maybe even more than one person, or they have a contact in the FBI? I have been thinking about the cases I have worked in the past, some of the ones that were quickly taken out of our hands without explanation, some of them...some were...weird shit Maura..."
"Jane, you should try and calm down. Please come and eat. Remember, you need to eat." Maura urged gently.
Jane sat heavily, as far away from Maura on the sofa as she could and reached to the floor for the pizza box, picking it up and placing it between them on the sofa.
It was only then that Maura realised that Jane was angry, not only at the situation and the recent intrusion by this stranger, but also with her. The realisation startled her for a moment and she found herself voicing her thoughts without censor.
"You're angry with me?!" She blurted.
Jane had just bitten into her first slice of pizza and her dark eyes shot an narrow glare at Maura as she chewed, unable to reply but confirming the Doctors assumption with her expression.
"Why?" Maura asked simply.
Jane swallowed and tossed her food back into the box. "Why?!" She shook her head.
"You need to remember what I can do Maura...when you came back in here before, it wasn't the smell of food you were blanketed in!" Jane sniped unpleasantly.
"So...you could smell him? He didn't touch me...I don't understand?" Maura frowned.
Jane stood up and was pulling Maura up off the sofa and against her roughly.
"I couldn't smell him. I could smell your reaction to him...your arousal." Jane spat as she wrapped one arm around Maura's waist. "Just like I smell it now." Jane said more softly as she pushed her nose into Maura's hair. "I hear the hunger in you."
Maura felt her cheeks burn, though the colour didn't show. "I didn't..." She began. "Jane, I'm not in control of..."
Jane raised her brows further. "Don't make excuses." She told Maura. "You can't lie to me."
"I can't lie to anyone, I never could." Maura shrugged simply. "I wouldn't lie to you." She added. "Jane, right now I'm feeling aroused by that table leg, it doesn't mean anything!"
Jane folded her arms, looking less than placated as Maura went on.
"I mean, he was a handsome man, I can't deny that, he had good hair and nice teeth..." Maura rambled noticing Jane's scowl deepen.
"Gee maybe we should get him in here to help feed you..." Jane burst, her hands flying into the air. "Oh no, wait, he doesn't have any blood! He's a leech like..." Jane broke off.
Maura was quiet and still, looking at her feet. "Like me."
Jane wanted to apologise but she was still too mad so instead she thumped herself down on Maura's sofa and punched viscously at a cushion.
Maura stood awkwardly before Jane, uncertain as to her next action, she had never been good with confrontation, particularly with someone such as Jane who was so upfront about things. Maura balled a fist in the palm of her other hand and fidgeted, moving from one foot to the next. They were in her house but she felt somehow that Jane owned the space more than she, so she lingered, waiting to be invited to sit down.
Jane picked up her slice of pizza and continued to eat, not looking directly at Maura. Now Jane was doing something Maura felt even more awkward.
"Can I get you a drink?" Maura asked politely.
"Sure. You need to eat soon right? Lets get me stocked up." Jane said sulkily.
Maura ignored the comment and moved to get Jane a glass of water, she automatically poured one for herself before tipping it away, the idea not appealing to her at all. Maura returned to the sofa to find Jane finishing off her second piece of pizza and picking up another piece. She didn't seem to be enjoying her meal, she seemed more to be just shoveling it in dutifully.
Maura handed her the glass and sat down now beside her, reaching out to still the hand that held Jane's pizza.
"Don't." She plead gently.
Jane frowned through her questioning look. "What, you don't want me to eat?"
"Not like this" Maura wined.
Jane bit into her food and rolled her eyes at the hurt look on Maura's face. "Look, you wanna eat? I have to eat. That's the way this works." She took another bite.
Maura shook her head looking sour. "No, I won't feed on you while you're still mad at me." She told Jane flatly.
Jane almost spat out her mouth-full of food. "Excuse me? You are refusing to feed from me now?"
"When you are being like this...yes." Maura said certainly, her jaw jutting out.
"When I...?" Jane scoffed in disbelief, taking up another slice of her pizza and shaking her head as she bit into it, looking defiantly over the top of her snack to Maura's watching eyes.
Maura folded her arms and sat back more fully into the sofa, settling in and ready for the ride.
The next few moments ticked by, Jane eating silently and Maura watching and waiting stubbornly. Jane finished her food and sucked the tomato stained grease from each finger in turn, sometimes making a popping sound as she finished with an individual digit. Maura actually bit gently on her tongue to keep from commenting on the unhygienic nature of this habit.
"So..." Jane said after pushing the pizza box away from her on the floor and draining the glass of water. "You wanna eat now?"
Jane tossed the hair off one shoulder to expose her neck and offered it to Maura.
Maura shook her head rapidly, almost squeezing her eyes shut and tightening her arms across herself.
Jane placed a hand on Maura's knee and gave it a little squeeze before moving her hand slowly and purposefully up along her thigh, first the outside and then moving slightly inward. She looked right into Maura's eyes as she did so, giving off a smolder that Maura should really have been able to dismiss as cocky, arrogant and presumptuous but which she had to admit was driving her crazy.
Maura tightened her folded arms and averted her gaze, causing Jane to lean in more and breath warmly against the cold skin of Maura's throat, leaving a kiss at the place her pulse should have been, and another and another, plotting a trail down Maura's collar bone, just to the curve of her breast.
Maura put a hand to Jane's shoulder, palm flat with the intention of pushing her away but very quickly her finger slid over Jane's shoulder so that she was merely hanging on. "I am not doing this..." She said, forgetting to finish the sentence as Jane's hand crept beneath the bottom of her shirt. "I am not... Until we talk about...this properly."
Maura's couldn't keep her eyes open any longer and as they closed them she sighed and tipped back her head just slightly. Jane kept her lips close, her breath warm, but did not kiss the Doctor.
She pulled back a little, her hand still beneath the shirt, tracing circles, swirls, as she spoke. "So you're not?" Jane asked. "Hungry?"
Maura closed the gap as she lunged for the kiss and thrust her arms around Jane's neck, pulling her in as close as she could get without being on top of her, which Maura decided would be the next move.
Jane pulled her lips just a fraction of an inch away and smiled smugly. "You wanna eat me now?"
Maura looked helpless as she smothered Jane's lips with her own, pushing her tongue inside Jane's mouth, in demanding. Maura flipped Jane around her with strength that surprised them both, leaving Jane flat on her back on the sofa and Maura climbing ungracefully on top of her. Maura tugged at Jane's pants and pushed her hand inside them to cup Jane's sex. Jane was wet already and despite her teasing Maura realised she may not have been as much in control as she had pretended.
Jane tried to match Maura for kisses but was fighting a losing battle as Maura gave Jane's pants another firm tug and finally freed most of Jane from them, quickly disappearing down Jane's body and setting her mouth to work elsewhere.
Jane moaned loudly the second that Maura's tongue pressed against her and then again as Maura entered her with both fingers and her tongue. Maura moaned against Jane, her fingers digging hotly into Jane's thigh, pushing her legs apart and up as Maura pushed a steady rhythm into her. Jane put her hands up into the air and threw them back searching for something to hold onto, finding the arm of the sofa and clinging to it as she fought to raise herself up against Maura slightly, able to clench her muscles now as her rode into her orgasm, feeling it build quickly once and then as she recovered, feeling it build again.
Jane hadn't noticed the bite, not until Maura moved up beside her and she caught the sweet scent of herself mixed with the the smell of her own blood. Then she felt a small sting, high up inside her left thigh and knew that there was where she had been bitten.
Jane chuckled as Maura kissed her neck and settled herself upon Jane, heavy with contentment, curling up against her and the inside of the sofa, kissing her again.
"I'm not sure who won that fight?" Jane admitted with another chuckle.
"We both won." Maura assured as she closed her eyes.
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"Jane?" Maura asked sleepily but without concern.
Jane was damp with sweat that was old and new, her skin was mottled with raised red patches and she shivered uncontrollably, her teeth chattered and her long fingers seemed to reach out like claws trying to dig in to anything to keep her from falling further into the pit of her dreams.
Maura reached out a hand to where Jane sat on the edge of the bed, the tall woman flinching at her touch.
"I did it Maura... I tore him apart." She said as her breathing calmed and she suddenly looked over her shoulder and focused on the Doctor.
Maura sat up quickly and put her bed warm hands on Jane's cold shoulders, she must have been sitting there a while to have grown so cool to the touch.
"That wasn't you Jane, it was the wolf." Maura assured her, bringing her lips to where one hand had settled and dropping a kiss beside it.
Jane's eyes had darted away and now flew back as if she saw something that wasn't there.
"No! It was me. I did it. I used the wolf...but it was me!" Jane's eyes were glassy and looked fueled with fear. "I did that!"
Maura's throat went dry and her words turned to more dust. What could she say? She opted to remain practical and pulled Jane back into her bed, pulling the covers up around them both and pressing her body around Jane's to warm her.
"It's not this thing that's invading me, it's already there, the monster, it's just bringing it out." Jane rambled in a hushed tone, as if sharing a secret or speaking only to herself. Jane had turned her back to Mara and she curled up tightly into the fetal position.
Maura stroked her fingers through Jane's tousled hair. "No, Jane. I don't believe that. Hoyt was the monster, he was evil. You couldn't do that, you couldn't have done that to anyone else. You are not a monster!" Maura said again.
Jane shook silently.
"Then what the hell am I?" Jane asked, not really hoping for an answer.
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