When Jane and Maura returned from their weekend in Rockport they were both, unfortunately, swept up in their busy schedules of class, practice and work. A week had passed with nothing but a few calls, texts and a quick lunch on Tuesday.
So, when Friday night rolled around and Maura asked Jane to accompany her to her mother's art gallery opening, Jane barely put up a fight. She missed her friend (girlfriend?). Whatever. She welcomed the opportunity to just be in Maura's presence. It had been difficult, after a weekend of being near her constantly (and in her, briefly), to only seeing her once throughout an entire week. Jane Rizzoli had it bad.
Maura wasn't much better and honestly, it surprised her. For someone who spent a majority of her time alone, feeling somewhat disconnected from people, she was surprised by how much she missed her friend. How much she missed being around her; touching her. She missed that connection with another human being. It was scary and exhilarating all at the same time.
xxx
"Thank you for coming with me," Maura says as she unlocks the door to her studio. "I know looking at art isn't really your thing," she says, stepping into her apartment and turning on the two lights by her bed.
Her parents would've bought her any apartment in all of Boston, yet she chose a small studio with an open floor plan, brick walls and beautiful wood floors. It was impeccably neat and so very Maura: Unique, colorful and eclectic. Ironic that the girl who studies death surrounds herself with so much life; daisies on the kitchen table, succulents on the window ledge above her bed, potted plants in every corner; the walls strategically decorated with scientific prints, black and white photographs and her mother's paintings.
To the left of the doorway was the kitchen and dining area, to the right, a door to the bathroom. In the back left corner was an armchair where Maura spent a lot of time reading and next to it, a small desk and office space. And there, in the middle of the back wall was Maura's bed, behind it, a large window draped with curtains.
"No problem, Maur. I actually had a lot of fun," Jane says, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
"You did?" Maura asks. Hopeful.
"Yeah. I always have a great time with you."
Maura blushes.
"I'm just going to use the restroom and then we can watch a movie?" Maura asks, changing the subject. She steps over to her desk and unplugs her tablet.
"Here," she says, handling the device to Jane, "I finally got Netflix. Pick whatever you'd like."
I'm looking at it. Jane thinks as she watches Maura walk away.
"I'll be right back," she says before disappearing into the bathroom.
Jane aimlessly taps her fingers over the screen, browsing through the endless selection of movies. She thinks she's narrowed it down between two when Maura quietly emerges, walking barefoot over to the bed.
She's discarded the heels she had been wearing, scrubbed her face clean of makeup and Jane doesn't think she's ever seen anything more beautiful.
"The zipper is stuck," Maura says, turning her back to Jane. "Can you help me, please?" She asks over her shoulder.
"Um, yeah. 'Course," Jane replies.
Keep it together, Rizzoli.
Jane manages to unzip the dress without pouncing on her friend and she doesn't say anything when she hears a quiet gasp escape Maura's lips as her fingers graze her bare back.
Flustered, Maura turns around to look at Jane who had returned to her spot on the bed.
"Thank you," she says quietly. "Have you found something that interests you?" She questions, gesturing to the iPad next to Jane.
"Yeah," Jane answers in a low voice, "you."
"Jane," Maura says with a breathy laugh as she tucks her hair behind an ear with one hand while the other holds up the front of her wine colored dress.
"I'm serious," Jane replies, looking up at her friend. "God, you're beautiful."
Maura blushes and looks to the side.
Jane laughs.
"What?" Maura asks, looking at her curiously.
"I… it amazes me that you have that reaction. There's no way I'm the first person who's ever said that to you. Hell, it's not even the first time I've said it to you.
"No," Maura agrees, "but you're the first person that makes me think it might be true."
They stay, for a moment, just starting at one another. Jane in awe of Maura's humility, Maura in awe of Jane's sincerity.
"Come here," Jane says after a while, reaching out for Maura.
Maura obliges and moves to stand between her legs. She let's Jane hold both of her hands. The front of her dress loosens.
"Might be true?" Jane asks playfully as she rubs her thumbs over pale knuckles.
Maura bites her lip.
"It's absolutely true, Maur. You are so fucking beautiful," she says, pulling Maura against her until she straddles her lap.
"Jane," Maura breathes out as Jane wraps one arm around her waist, the other slowly glides up Maura's neck before pausing to rest on her cheek.
"Will you let me show you?" Jane whispers. "Let me show you just how beautiful you are."
Maura gasps when she feels lips on her throat.
Jane leans back to look at her, "Ok?"
Maura nods before capturing Jane's mouth in a passionate kiss. It doesn't take long for her tongue to slip past Jane's lips and into her mouth. They both moan at the contact. Kissing has never felt so good.
After the initial eagerness, they slow it down. Long, sensual kisses. Mouths filled, tongues swirling against one another, teeth biting gently on lips. Their breathing is heavy and quick through their noses; small gasps and whimpers as the pressure builds.
Maura has both of her hands in Jane's hair while Jane has one wrapped around her waist, the other slowly starting to explore the exposed skin of Maura's back.
When she feels the rocking of Maura's hips and her fingers beginning to pull at the bottom of her dress shirt, Jane reluctantly leans back, giving the two an inch of space.
"Slow," she whispers out of breath. "This time is supposed to be slow. To explore, remember?" She asks in a playful tone.
"So," Maura says as she leans back to pull her arms out of her dress, letting it bunch at the waist to reveal a dark emerald lace bra, "start exploring," Maura purrs.
"Jesus," Jane breathes out and slides her hands up Maura's thighs, under the fabric of her dress until they rest on her ass.
Maura smirks against Jane's lips and their teeth clink as Jane smiles as well.
"Oh you think you're so smug, huh?" Jane says playfully against Maura's lips. She tightly grips the flesh beneath her hands and in one swift motion manages to lift and flip them until Maura is laying flat on her back in the middle of the bed. Jane hovers over her, smiling.
"Not so fast, miss Maura the explorer," Jane says against Maura's lips. "This is my exhibition and I've got a lot of ground to cover."
They both laugh into another kiss before Jane sits back, straddling Maura's thighs.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry," she says as she rubs both hands over her face. "That was so bad, even for me."
Still laughing, Maura reaches out for her hands and says, "It's ok. I actually understood that reference!"
"I totally just killed the mood, didn't I?"
"No, definitely not," Maura assures her. "I… I didn't know it could be this fun."
"What?" Jane asks, lacing her fingers with Maura's.
"Sex," Maura replies. "I didn't know sex could be this… silly. It's always been about pleasure."
"Oh, well don't you worry, there will definitely be some of that too," Jane replies as she leans down for a kiss.
"Well I certainly hope so."
And just like that, the mood shifts from playful to passionate. Maura loves it. Loves how easy the switch is. Loves how comfortable Jane makes her feel. Loves that she can laugh in such an intimate moment.
Jane smirks at her before scooting down the bed until her feet touch the floor. She reaches out to slowly pull off Maura's dress and instead of tossing it to the side, she carefully places it over the edge of the armchair before returning to the foot of the bed. She's just about to crawl back on top of Maura when a voice stops her.
"Wait," Maura says, propping herself up on her elbows.
Jane raises an eyebrow at her.
"If you're going to be exploring," Maura says in an amused tone, "at least let me feel you doing it." She pauses as she watches Jane's face, clearly not understanding. She helps her out, "take off your clothes."
"So bossy," Jane replies with a grin, but happily grants Maura's demand.
She unhooks her belt and lets her pants drop to floor, kicking them aside. She then begins to undo the buttons of her shirt, trying her best to be sexy about it.
She fails.
When she reaches the last button, it gets stuck and she's forced to break eye contact with Maura so she can look down and figure out the problem.
"Oh come on," she says in frustration, "Seriously?"
Maura giggles.
"Not funny, Maur! I'm trying to be sexy here," she huffs and shrugs out of her top to reveal her basic white Calvin Klein sports bra and underwear. She stands there with her hands on her hips.
"Oh, trust me Jane. You don't need to try, you just are," Maura replies, her eyes taking in the gorgeous sight of Jane's body. Toned, tanned… beautiful.
Jane grins and crawls on top her.
"I'm serious, Jane," Maura says as she trails her fingertips down Jane's abdomen, "your body is exquisite."
"So are you," Jane whispers as she lowers her body on top of Maura, both of them gasping at the feel of their bodies touching for the first time. Well, the first time with so little clothing.
The exploring begins.
Jane starts with a kiss, letting her lips wander to the corner of Maura's mouth, to her chin, her cheek and below her ear before continuing to travel down her neck. She pauses to lick and suck at the sensitive flesh of Maura's throat before resuming her descent.
Maura's chest rises and falls quickly.
"So many freckles," she whispers against Maura's skin as her lips graze her chest. She lets herself fall to one side, propping herself up on an elbow to look down at her friend.
Maura smiles as Jane's index finger slowly trails across her skin, like she's mapping her freckles. She loves this sweet side of Jane, a side she is quickly realizing that not many other people get to see.
Jane's finger travels lower, stopping to circle around Maura's bellybutton. Maura shivers and Jane kisses her neck.
"Jane," she sighs and reaches down to grab Jane's hand in her own and guides them up to her breast. She squeezes gently. "Touch me," she breathes and removes her hands, letting Jane take over from there.
"Fuck," Jane replies and moves once again to straddle Maura's thighs. Maura gasps when both of Jane's hands roughly palm her cleavage, causing her back to arch, allowing Jane's hands to slip underneath and…
"What the?" Jane mutters under her breath.
"Front," Maura gets out, "Front clasp."
"Of course it is," Jane says and moves her hands. They both laugh.
They make eye contact before Jane unhooks the bra and tosses it to the side. For a moment, she forgets how to breathe. How to speak. How to move. She stares unabashedly at Maura's chest.
"How," she manages to get out after a while, "are you so perfect?" Jane asks as her hands trail up Maura's torso until they gently cup the undersides of her breasts.
"I'm far from perfect, Jane," Maura replies, her chest beating rapidly.
"Yeah, well you're pretty damn perfect to me," she says before bringing her hands up to slowly circle her index fingers around the dark pink skin, watching in awe as two buds form.
Maura is both aroused and enamored by Jane's curiosity, but she can no longer take the light touches. "You can touch them, you know," she encourages.
"Oh I know," Jane says smugly before roughly palming the mounds of flesh. She leans in to kiss Maura's lips and slowly kisses her way down Maura's neck before capturing Maura's right breast in her mouth.
Maura whimpers and threads her fingers through Jane's hair, keeping her close as Jane sucks and nips and soothes with a swirling of her tongue; encouraged (and so fucking turned on) by the sounds coming out of Maura's mouth.
"Jane," Maura pants, "I...I need you...please."
Music to Jane's ears.
Jane leans in for one more kiss before sliding down Maura's body, placing a kiss on each hip bone. She looks up at Maura for silent permission. Maura nods and Jane hooks her fingers in the lace and slowly pulls it down her legs, flinging the garment across the room.
"Beautiful," escapes the brunette's lips as she sits back on top of Maura's thighs. She looks down at her friend, completely exposed, and notices the little twitch in Maura's hand. She's nervous.
"It's ok," Jane whispers and squeezes Maura's hand. "It's just me," she says with a smile.
Maura smiles back, but Jane can still sense the nerves. So, in one swift move, she lifts her sports bra over her head and climbs off the bed to discard her underwear as well.
"Better?" She asks.
Maura nods and bites her lip.
"Good," Jane replies and kneels on the floor at the end of the bed, tugging gently on Maura's legs until her bottom reaches the edge.
"What are you..." Maura asks, sitting up on her elbows when Jane's lips touch her thighs, slowly working their way up. "I've never…," she sighs as Jane's mouth gets closer, "No one's ever…"
Jane pulls back to look at Maura, "Wait, what?" she asks in shock. "No one's ever gone down on you?"
"No," she says quietly, "I've only ever-"
Jane cuts her off with a sigh of frustration, "Ugh, men."
Maura does her best to suppress a laugh.
"Can I be your first?" Jane asks as she hooks her right arm under one of Maura's legs, securing a hand on her hip.
Maura nods.
With her free hand, Jane reaches out to grab to Maura's right, interlacing their fingers.
"Just relax," she says with a squeeze, "and tell me stop if you feel uncomfortable, alright?" She asks before kissing the skin just below Maura's bellybutton.
"Alright," Maura says.
Jane continues her kisses downward until her lips meet Maura's center.
Maura gasps at the contact, her hand squeezes Janes and she drops her elbows to lay flat on her back.
Encouraged, Jane smiles against the wetness before running her tongue along Maura's folds. Exploring.
As Jane continues, Maura feels herself falling. She's breathing heavily and whimpering with each swipe of the tongue. When Jane switches from licking to sucking, the heel of her foot digs into Jane's shoulder and her free hand entangles itself in dark curls.
Jane smirks as she feels the hand in her hair, scraping gently at her scalp. She glances her eyes upward to watch Maura's back arch, her mouth open, her chest rise and fall. What a view.
"Jane," she sighs, "Oh my god…"
Jane moves to latch her mouth onto the bundle of nerves, she sucks gently and the hips beneath her jut forward.
Maura moans.
Jane is just about to slip in a finger when Maura's voice stops her.
"Jane, wait," she says through labored breath, "I need… I want you up here," she says pulling gently on their intertwined hands. "I want to feel you. See you," she pants.
How can Jane say no to that? She places one more kiss on Maura's lips before getting up off the floor and helping scoot Maura back to the middle of the bed.
"I'm sorry," Maura says quietly as Jane hovers above her on all fours.
"What?" Jane asks with confusion clearly etched on her face.
"I...I don't want you to think I didn't enjoy what you were doing, because… wow… that was…wow. I just wanted you closer to me," she admits as she reaches one hand up to tuck Jane's hair behind her ear.
"You don't need to apologize for that, Maur. Besides, I could tell how much you were enjoying it," she says with a smirk before leaning in close. Maura pinches her stomach playfully.
"Can I kiss you, or-"
She gets her answer as Maura pulls her down by the neck. She moans in Jane's mouth at the taste.
"That doesn't mean I want you to stop exploring," she says between kisses.
"You're gonna have to beg me to stop," Jane replies as she lowers herself onto Maura, both gasping in pleasure as their bodies collide. Warm skin against warm skin.
"Oh Jane," Maura sighs as she feels Jane wet center glide against her thigh. Or maybe it was because of Jane's thigh against her center. Either way, wow.
Jane latches her mouth onto Maura's neck and starts rocking her hips, grinding against Maura's thigh. She bites down roughly as Maura's hands start to roam. One hand palming her ass, the other massaging her scalp.
"Jane," she sighs.
"Fuck, Maur," Jane replies, placing her hands on either side of Maura's head, pushing herself up for better leverage. She hadn't meant to get so worked up, but the noises Maura was making and the way her hands… oh god. Her hips start to grind more frantically.
Maura watches in fascination as Jane shuts her eyes, her face contorting in concentration. Maura leans up to take one of Jane's breasts in her mouth and Jane hisses. Maura smiles as her teeth bite down gently and her hand finds it's way between her thigh and Jane's center.
"Maura," Jane groans, "no… this is supp-OHmygod-," she grunts as Maura slips two fingers inside her, "-osed to be about you," she gets out as she grinds against Maura's hand.
"Shh," Maura whispers, "We have all night."
"Jesus…" Jane pants as Maura's free hand grips her ass, helping her push harder.
Two more thrusts and a curling of her fingers and…
"... Maura! oh my...fuck, fuck," she says as she collapses on top of her friend. "Holy...shit," she pants against Maura's ear.
Maura smiles to herself and slowly slips her hand out and away from Jane, letting it fall limply at her side. Her other travels from Jane's ass to her back to draw shapes with her fingertips.
"That anatomy class is really paying off," Jane says.
Maura laughs, "I told you. I'm an expert when it comes to the human body."
"Yeah well you're an expert at making it come, too… jesus…. that was..."
"Good?"
"Understatement of the century," Jane replies before pressing her lips to Maura's neck.
"But now it's your turn," she says as she slips a hand between them, her entire body still collapsed against Maura's.
"Jane, it's fine. If you're tired we can jus-," her sentence dies on her lips as Jane enters her.
"Uh-uh," Jane replies with a grin, "Jane Rizzoli is no pillow queen."
"Jane," Maura sighs, her fingers clawing at Jane's back.
"So wet," she mumbles against Maura's neck as she pumps her fingers. "You feel so good, Maur."
Maura lets out a moan and juts her hips upward. Jane starts grinding against her, their bodies slick with sweat, sliding against one another, breasts rubbing just right. The weight of Jane on top of her, body moving against her, tongue on her pulse point, fingers inside her, it's too much for Maura to handle. The pressure is too intense.
"Jane, I can't," she breathes out, trembling under Jane's touch.
Jane immediately stops her actions and stills her fingers.
"What?" she asks, her voice full of concern. She props herself up on an elbow.
Maura is on the verge of tears as she looks at her, "It's too much. I feel...I feel too much… it's too much. I feel like I'm about to lose control," she says as a tear escapes.
"Oh, Maur," Jane says gently and kisses away the tear, "that's what it's supposed to feel like."
"I…"
"It's ok, Maur," Jane assures her and slowly resumes her actions, "just look at me, alright? Just you and me," she says with a smile and rolls her hips. "You can lose control with me. I'm right here." A sigh of pleasure escapes Maura's lips as she starts to relax.
"That's it," Jane whispers and kisses her friend. She feels her walls starting to pulse around her fingers, "Let go, Maur."
"Oh god… Jane..." she says between quick, gasping breaths.
With a curling of her fingers and a kiss to the corner of Maura's mouth, Jane whispers, "Come for me, Maur."
And she does. And it's the most beautiful (and sexiest) thing Jane's ever witnessed in all her life. She watches as Maura's face reacts to the pleasure, her lips in a perfect "O," damp hair clinging to the sides of her face. When she opens her eyes to look at her, Jane melts.
"So beautiful," Jane says in a barely audible voice.
Maura bursts into tears.
"Maur?" Jane asks in a worried tone. She gently removes her hand from between them and moves to lay next to her friend, giving her space if that's what she needs. "Did I… did I hurt you?"
Maura shakes her head from side to side as more tears escape her eyes.
"What's wrong, honey?" Jane asks, reaching out for Maura's hand.
"No one's ever… I've never... felt so much," she gets out between sobs. "No one has ever made me feel this way before."
"Oh, Maur," she says sweetly and pulls at her friend until they're in a warm embrace. Her arm wraps around Maura's waist, holding her close as she kisses the top of her head. "I feel it, too," she whispers.
"I don't want to lose you," Maura cries against Jane's neck.
"You won't, Maur. I'm not going anywhere."
xxx
The next morning, Jane wakes up to the smell of coffee. She's confused by this as it's not even 8am on a Saturday. She's even more confused when she tilts her head to the side to see Maura curled up next to her, sound asleep.
"Automatic timer," Maura mumbles.
"How did you…"
"Genius, remember?"
"Modest, too," Jane responds playfully and they both laugh.
Maura slowly opens her eyes to see Jane laying next to her.
"Hi," Jane whispers as they make eye contact.
"Hi," Maura repeats with a smile.
They take a moment to stare at one another, something they're really getting good at.
After a while Jane reaches out to grab Maura's hand, "You wanna talk about last night?" she asks gently.
"I… yes," Maura replies, "but first, coffee," she says with a grin and scoots to the edge of the bed and reaches for something on the floor.
Jane props herself up on an elbow to get a better look at Maura's bare back. Maura grins at her over her shoulder as she slips on Jane's button up shirt.
"So fucking sexy" Jane murmurs under her breath as she watches Maura walk into the kitchen.
"I heard that."
"Good."
Maura rolls her eyes as she makes her way back with two mugs in her hands. She hands them both to Jane so she can slip back under the covers.
"Thank you," Maura says when Jane hands her a mug and they both slump back against the headboard.
"So. How do you feel?" Jane asks as she takes a sip of the hot coffee.
Maura takes a sip of her own before responding, "Jane, I'm sorry. I don't know why I got so emotional, I just… last night was so wonderful and you were so attentive and tender and sweet and... it scared me."
"Scared you?" Jane asks, tilting her to make eye contact.
"I've never felt like this before," Maura admits, "But I've also never had a friend like you and it scares me that if we… if we start dating, I'm afraid that if it doesn't work out, I'll lose you. I don't know if I could survive that," Maura's, her voice full of emotion.
"So you're saying you want to date me," Jane asks with a smirk.
"Jane! I'm being serious," Maura says as she pokes Jane's stomach.
"I know, I'm just teasing. Look," she says as she moves to set her mug down on the window ledge behind them. She takes Maura's and does the same before turning to look at Maura and cup her face with her hands, "You're my best friend, Maur and I love you. I love you as my friend and I'm almost positive I'm starting to love you as something more and that's... that's absolutely terrifying, but I don't care. I want to be with you. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to keep kissing you and doing...stuff… with you and continue to do all the things we already do as friends," she pauses to swipe her thumbs across Maura's teary cheeks, "and if we don't make it as girlfriends, but god I hope we do, I'd still want to be your friend. I don't ever want to lose that. Ok?"
Maura nods.
"I'm going to kiss you now, even though we haven't brushed our teeth," Jane says as they both laugh into the kiss.
"Thank you, Jane," she says between kisses, "I love you, too."
Maura pulls back to look at her friend, "And I would love to be your girlfriend."
xxx
A few hours later, the two are still in bed. Cuddling, of course. Maura rolls over so she's on top of Jane and says, "I forgot to tell you something."
"Oh?" Jane asks, her hands sliding up to rest on Maura's back.
Maura nods. "My parents offered to buy me a gift to celebrate my achievements for the past semester."
"Of course they did," Jane says with a roll of the eyes.
Maura narrows her eyes at her before continuing, "I usually decline their offers because I don't believe it's necessary and, honestly, I can never think of anything to ask for. But I've thought of something this time."
"You have me, what more could you possibly ask for?" Jane says with a grin.
"Ha. Ha. Ha."
"Ok seriously, what did you ask for?"
"A pickup truck."
xxx
A/N: Well friends, we've reached the end. I sure hope you like this chapter because it took forever! Thank you all for taking this ride with me - I've had a lot of fun writing this.
I'm not sure I'm ready to completely say goodbye to this universe, so you might be seeing a one shot or two in the future, but right now I gotta switch gears and get back to my mama jane & maura and their adorable little baby in 52 Weeks.
Oh, and if you like visuals, check out the "Truck Buddies" tag on my tumblr for some visual inspiration for this story.
Thanks again :)