A/N: So sorry for the long delay in finishing out this story. I have been working non-stop for some time now and have had no time or inspiration to write. But, alas, thank COVID-19 lockdown for this. Enjoy!
Jane was in heaven. Well, maybe not quite heaven, but it sure felt close after the rollercoaster of emotions she had experienced in the last 24 hours. She had had the best dream. Her captain was back home and making her all her favorite foods. The food had morphed into some of the best sex the long-time couple had ever had. The pilot could almost feel the soreness in all her muscles as she lay in bed basking in the warmth of her dream.
So it was quite the shock to Jane when suddenly she was descended upon by two bowling ball shaped masses, one landing on her chest, the other across her legs. She barely had time to register the impact before the distinct giggles of two children started permeating the air around her. The pilot was utterly confused in her semi-consciousness until she heard the familiar chuckle of her one true love.
"Mes enfants, you know that is not how I intended for you two to wake up your Ma," came the mischievous voice of the only woman who could ever get away with laughing at the pilot's pain.
Jane started to come out of her sleep-induced amnesia and suddenly, her life flashed before her eyes. She remembered all at once that this wasn't the 24 hours after the moment that almost broke up her marriage. This was half a decade later, and the pilot had so much to be grateful for.
"Yeah, giggle heads," Jane groused as she started to tickle the wiggling bodies of her two adorable, yet naughty children. She was immediately met with a pair of eyes that were identical to her own, glaring at her with the best Rizzoli stare a four year old could give. It took everything for Jane not to laugh right in her face. The next set of eyes she meets are a reflection of her love's, but hold so much betrayal in them, little tears collecting at the corners. Her baby boy, just three days shy of his third birthday, had Maura's eyes to a tee and Jane couldn't help but spoil him in a way that was going to bite her in the butt all too soon.
"Ugh, don't look at me like that, the two of yous! Let's not forget: you attacked me!" The pilot huffed in frustration as she collected the small, but rapidly growing, bodies of her two squirts into a giant hug. Giggles resumed now as the littles peppered their Ma with kisses, making Jane's heart overflow with joy. How had she gotten so lucky?
The answer was soon given when a fourth body joined them on the bed, completing the family hug like only her Captain could. Maura didn't have to say anything as she snuggled into her place. There was a collective sigh of contentment as the missing piece was replaced and before long, the hug turned into a massive sleep pile, the comfort of the family too overwhelming not to relax into a nice snooze.
R&I
The blonde captain was sitting on the beach watching her loves play: Jane and their two cute little toddlers, one raven haired and one blonde. After their impromptu morning nap, the littles had been eager to scarf breakfast down with the promise of a beach day with their moms. Maura once again thanked her younger self for having the foresight to buy a big home near the beach.
It was the easiest activity that would entertain their rather rambunctious children. There was plenty of space for them to run around but also ample opportunities for her to teach the growing young minds of her enfants about the world they lived in. It was the perfect place for the entire family. And, it never did hurt to see her "has had a baby and is now retired but you would never know it from that physique" wife in a bikini, tossing their children around like they weighed nothing, muscles rippling with the slight effort.
The, now also retired, captain felt herself growing aroused watching the perfect specimen that was her pilot strutting around in a two-piece speedo, looking like one of the professional beach volleyball players who lived down the street from them. As her eyes were glued to the sight in front of her, Maura realized that she was drooling, from both sets of lips.
Wiping at the one set that was publicly acceptable to touch, Maura extracted herself from the blanket and umbrella she had been lounging on and did her own strut over to her family. She was rewarded with Jane pausing mid sentence, lowering her sunglasses in that way only Jane could. Maura felt proud of herself as she felt the heated glance of her wife over her skin, much hotter than any of the strong rays coming from the San Diego sun.
Her pilot slowly licked her lips before returning her shades to their place and saying, a little too loudly, "kids, là, ta maman chaude!"
Maura blushed appreciatively, glad Jane had chosen to at least say something like that in French, albeit terrible French. Her raven-haired beauty had been trying ever since the blonde captain had made it very clear she intended to teach their children at least all the languages she knew. She wasn't embarrassed by the compliment. In fact, the blonde put an extra sway in her hips as she took the final steps to be reunited with her family. Jane's smirk let Maura know that her actions were duly noted.
"My darlings, it is a bit warm out...don't you think we should go for a swim?" the blonde asked innocently, lowering her own sunglasses to scan the sweat-coated olive skin of her love. Jane visibly gulped at the perusal and stuttered a bit before responding.
"Kids, you heard your mother, into the water!" her italian goddess croaked out before grabbing Maura around the waist as she tried to pass by, on her way to the water.
"Not you, temptress," she husked breathily into the captain's ear before lightly nibbling on an earlobe. Maura's breath hitched slightly at the action, a flood of wetness leaving her lower lips.
"You, my love, are about to get soooo wet," Jane continued moving behind her, slowly grinding her pelvis into Maura's shapely derrière.
The blonde leaned back into the sun-kissed warmth of her lover, spouse, and co-parent. She relished the feeling of being wanted and needed and cared for by this strong yet gentle woman.
Maura was just getting ready to say something truly crossing the line for little ears when she was abruptly lifted and unceremoniously carried and tossed into the ocean, landing with a giant splash in the shallow waters. The excited shrieks of her babies could be heard nearby, followed by the proud, boisterous laughter of the woman she adored but was about to murder.
"I promised you'd get wet, Ice. Payback's a B!" Jane shouted as she took off running down the shore as Maura had righted herself and was preparing to give chase. Their children were giddily following along on their little legs, clapping happily as they watched their mothers play a game of tag or so they thought. It was in that moment that Maura realized that, although she never did make Admiral, her life couldn't have gotten any better than this.
In that brief distraction, Jane turned and scoped up Maura in her long, beautifully muscled arms and kissed her solidly on the lips, chaste enough for where they were but with enough passion to remind Maura what had been on her mind moments before her pilot's little stunt.
"I love you, Maur," Jane said huskily, rubbing her nose against the blonde's neck.
"I love you too, Mav," she replied sincerely, dimples radiating, spying the happy faces of her babes just over Jane's shapely shoulder. Yeah, Maura thought, I could get used to this speed.
A/N: Well, folks, that's it. I think I am done with the speed series for now. Please stay tuned to me finishing up some other stories and possibly some one-shots here and there. I am working on two novels that I hope to release on Amazon or some other digital format. I will share when that happens. Thank you all for your patience and support!
