I don't own Rizzoli and Isles, but I wish I did!

A/N: Here's another short one. I'm trying to pick up the momentum again. It's kind of M-ish, but not really? Thanks for bearing with me as I get back into writing this. Sorry for the mistakes!

"So, what else is in the bag, Jane?" Maura tilted her head in the direction of Jane's seemingly innocent overnight bag lying on the floor by the foot of the bed.

Jane blushed, knowing exactly what they'd find in the bag.

Throwing the covers off their nude bodies, Maura crawled to the foot of the bed. Just as she was about to reach inside, Jane snatched it from her grasp.

"Uh-uh, Maura," Jane shook her finger at the amused blonde. A deep blush spread across the brunette's face.

"I, uh, thought I'd buy something we talked about, uh, awhile ago, and wanted to, um, try out," the usually confident brunette stuttered. "But, we don't have to if you don't want…"

Maura gently interrupted the embarrassed woman by placing a perfectly manicured finger on her lips. "Jane, sweetie. It's okay. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's fine."

Jane took a steadying breath and reached into the bag.

"Oh." Maura's eyebrows quirked in surprised and her face split into a large, excited grin.

In Jane's hands rested a simple dildo with an accompanying harness.

"Um, you said you'd like to try it, and I promised to make prom night one you'd never forget," Jane chuckled.

"I'm just stunned, Jane, that you bought one yourself, and by the looks of it, you picked a nice one at that." The doctor assessed the toy and was truly impressed.

Jane chest proudly puffed out a bit following Maura's compliment.

"Where and when did you buy this?" The doctor was having a hard time imagining Jane walking into a sex store on her own.

Blushing deep scarlet, Jane squirmed as she admitted, "Well, you know I love you Maura when I actually asked for help choosing one. I, uh, called Amanda, and she recommended one for me to buy online."

Maura was bowled over. Jane's love for her really knew no bounds. The sometimes borderline prudish girlfriend of hers willingly sought help, so she could bring the doctor pleasure.

Gently, Maura kissed the love of her life. She couldn't keep the excitement out of her voice. "Want to try it out?"

"Sure!" Jane hopped out of the bed with dildo and harness in hand.

"Now, how do I?" Jane held up the toy and looked at it from several different angles. "Umm, Maura, do you know how to get into one of these things?"

The doctor moved to sit on the edge of bed. "Here, darling," Maura offered and took the complicated apparatus in her hands.

After a few minutes of struggling, the two women sat back to admire their handiwork.

"Cool!" The brunette exclaimed as she waved her pelvis side to side. This action elicited several giggles from the doctor.

"Now, Dr. Isles, are you ready for the 'Italian Stallion'?" From on her knees, Jane thrust her pelvis back and forth a few times in the air for effect.

Maura's airy laughter filled the room.

"Yes, Tiger, I'm ready for a ride," Maura smirked as she ran her hands over her girlfriend's body and kissed the Italian passionately.

Once Jane felt like the two of them were ready, Jane maneuvered her body to lie in between the blonde's legs.

"Now, um, how do I, where do I?" Jane fumbled with the alien object between her legs, trying to guide it home.

After a few failed attempts, Maura took the initiative and flipped the brunette onto her back.

"Ah, smart thinking, Maur'," Jane grinned as her hands found purchase on the doctor's hips.

Smirking, Maura replied, "I'm called a doctor for a reason, Jane."

…

Jane wasn't kidding when she said it was a prom they'd never forget. The fact they walked funny the next day was proof of that.

R & I R & I R & I

"C'mon, c'mon, pick up…" Jane jiggled her foot nervously, as she waited for the other line to connect.

"Hello, Jane," a soft voice answered.

"Hi Constance," Jane exhaled a breath she didn't even realize she was holding.

Jane's stomach was in knots and her palms were sweaty. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this.

"I'm calling you to ask a favor."

"Of course, Jane. How can I be of assistance?" Constance would do anything for the brunette. Thanks to the fiery Italian, Constance had a relationship with her daughter again.

"Would you be willing to come to Boston and help me pick out an engagement ring for Maura?"

The smile in the older woman's voice was evident, "I will catch the next flight."