AN: Such an amazing response to the last chapter, you guys are awesome. To the guest who requested a strap on, patience young one, that one is already planned, just not quite yet. Tomorrow is my penultimate day off before Christmas and I plan to stay in my pyjamas all damn day. May I also make a suggestion for everyone feeling festive, look into a set of albums called "Maybe this Christmas" there are three. My personal favourite, "Christmas for Cowboys" by Jars of Clay.

December 13th

Maura was busy in her office when her internal phone rang,

"Dr Isles' Office,"

"Maura, it's Vince. I hope you're not busy, because we need you up here."

"What can I help you with detective?"

"It's Jane, some ass- I mean someone has set her off and none of us can get her to calm down. Honestly, I'm worried she's going to sock the guy," even in his haste he managed to censure his swearing from the good doctor.

"This someone wasn't Detective Crowe by any chance was it?" His silence was her answer, I'm on my way,"

Back up in the bullpen Jane was pacing, well stomping would be a more accurate description. All the while her furious mutterings gaining volume. Her hands hurt from keeping them clenched in tight, white knuckled fists. She was on the war path, he had gone too far this time, sure she should report him to the higher ups, but that wouldn't make her feel any better.

"Hey Jane, come on, you know that ass hat isn't even worth your anger,"

"You didn't hear him," she practically snarled at her partner,

"What's the matter Rizzoli? It's just cop banter, it's what we do."

Her head snapped to the voice so quickly Frost had genuine concerns that she may have just given herself whiplash. Crowe leaned back in his seat hands raised with a smug grin on his face. She raised an accusatory finger and marched his way.

"You shut your fucking mouth Crowe, you so much as think-"

"Aww, whatcha gonna do Jane when she realises what she's been missing?" With a lewd wink he grabbed his own crotch.

Maura was just walking in the bullpen when she saw Jane in a familiar stance, one leg back, the same shoulder too. Her heart fell when she saw her hands already in fists, there was no time to plan this one out. She shouted as loud as she could, she would have to suffer the consequences later.

"Jane Rizzoli sit down!"

The detective's fists fell immediately, however her snarl was still firmly in place.

"That's it Jane, good little guard dog, sit!"

Her hackles were instantly up, but she couldn't bring herself to retaliate in front of Maura, it didn't seem right. She stalked back to her desk and sat in a huff at Crowe's cackling laughter. Korsak quickly and quietly filled her in on why Jane was so riled up. The doctor was sympathetic to the brunette's current mood, she too felt it, but she shut it behind a cool veneer. It wouldn't do to match such an outburst.

She appeared to practically glide across the room to the grinning man's desk, brushing her hand over Jane's hunched shoulders as she did. Standing next to him she bent demurely at the waste appearing to whisper in his ear. It was at this point his face became very red and extremely pained. Obscured by the desk the doctor had his manhood in a vice grip,

"If you ever suggest that our relationship is an acceptable subject for your amusement again I will personally make sure that you can never use this again. Do I make myself clear?"

His hands gripped the edge of his desk as he tried to breathe through the pain. He nodded profusely as everyone in the room looked on with a mixture of awe and frankly a little fear. Releasing him she stood as he let out a shuddering breath. Walking back towards Jane she beckoned for her to follow. Without a word or even so much as a glance to the wheezing detective she walked from the room.

Frost looked over to Korsak, both of them tried to hide a grin,

"Note to self, do not under any circumstances, piss off the medical examiner,"

Vince laughed loudly, "Hey Crowe, how you doing over there?" There was no answer, this time they both laughed.

Jane followed the doctor into the morgue and through the office door held open for her. She didn't need to be told to sit, even in the uncomfortable chair. The detective was hunched over in the chair, forearms on her knees, face hidden by her unruly curls. Maura closed and locked the door, even closed the blinds. She explained before she was even asked.

"Half of the precinct probably heard what just happened, and the rest will surely hear about it. I don't want any of them in here if I can help it. However if the lieutenant comes looking for you I suppose we could hide in the empty storage."

The blonde walked over to her, crouching gracefully in front of the chair she placed a hand on her arm, Jane looked up slightly.

"I'm sorry Maura,"

"What for sweetheart?"

"I let him get to me, make me angry. The things he was saying, I know they're not true, I do. I'm sorry I upset you."

"You think I'm mad at you?"

"I'm mad at me, aren't you too? I'm supposed to be a big grown up, not some insecure little girl."

"Did what he said make you upset because you thought it was true, or because you perceived it as an attack?"

"I know it's not true,"

"Good."

"So you're really not mad?"

"At you no, but I must say I am beginning to feel some adverse effects from the surge of adrenaline. I'm still shaking. How do you deal with this every time to chase a suspect or worse?"

Taking the blondes hands in her own she leaned back into the chair opening up her arms to her. With a small smile Maura accepted and happily sat on her lap wrapped in comforting arms.

"I want to say it's something you get used to, but you never really do. It affects people different ways. Vince gets super hungry, like more than normal. Frost's leg bounces whether he's stood up or sat down."

"What about you?"

"Well, it's a little embarrassing actually. But I get a little like this I suppose." She tightened her arms around the blonde.

"There's nothing to embarrassed about wanting a little human contact after something as harrowing as your job can produce."

"In private with you? No it's not. At a scene surrounded by other cops I can't exactly go asking for a hug and keep my reputation intact can I."

"I suppose not." Maura giggled a little. "That does explain why you were always a little needy after a hard case." Jane went to open her mouth to speak, "Don't apologise Jane, I was more than happy even before we started our relationship."

Burying her head in the crook of the blonde's neck she allowed herself a small smile.

Maura whispered into her ear, "Do you want to know how it has affected me?"

Before she could answer deft fingers were undoing the buttons on her shirt and pulling the tails from her slacks. Jane was about to protest before she remembered that the office door was indeed, locked. Maura cradled her face in one hand as she closed the distance between them with a slow kiss. Her other hand reached to cup a bra clad breast, Jane's nipple pebbling under the touch.

Jane's hands settled at the doctor's back as they both gave into the kiss. She moaned quietly when Maura broke the embrace, her displeasure short lived when she felt hands undoing the belt around her waist. She obeyed when she was motioned to lift her hips so that the blonde could slide her trousers and panties down her legs. Ever thankful that her service weapon was in her desk drawer and not on her belt.

Maura hooked her hands behind her knees and tugged slightly so that Jane was only just sat on the edge of the chair. No words were exchanged, none needed to be. Kneeling on the floor the doctor trailed open mouthed kisses up the length of her inner thigh. Before she would reach the apex, she treated the other with the same reverence. Jane gripped the armrests of the chair with a white knuckled grip as she felt herself become wet at the intimate touches.

She bit her lip when Maura blew gently on her core, her clit already hard and peeking out from its hood. With a gentle flick of her tongue Jane groaned. Her breath hitched in her throat as a single digit teased her entrance before sliding in with ease. Kissing softly around her straining nub Maura wrapped her lips around her and alternated between hard sucks and soothing licks,

The subtle shifting of her hips in the chair told her Jane needed more. As she withdrew her finger she replaced it with two, curling them with each motion. The brunette's head lolled back as she tried to take steadying breaths. She shouldn't be doing this at work she told herself, and I definitely shouldn't feel so damn good to be breaking every kind of public decency law. If anything, even knowing it wouldn't happen, the idea of being caught with Maura between her legs was driving her mad. One of her hands released the death grip on the chair, tangling her fingers in golden tresses pushing the doctor closer.

As she continued to flick her tongue over the pulsing clit between her lips she could feel Jane's own thrusting becoming much more forceful. Keeping her fingers pumping in and out of her sopping folds she pulled away from the brunette's core. A loud whimper announced her displeasure, Maura smiled as she looked up to see Jane's flushed neck. Her nipples straining against her sports bra.

"Patience Jane, after all I thought you might like to know what was in today's box."

"You, you brought it to work?" Jane's voice squeaked,

"I wasn't sure I'd get the chance to use it, but I could at least charge it, can you see next to you on the desk, the black silicone that looks a little like Totoro,"

"Oh you remember that one," Jane rolled her eyes but located the item passing it to Maura.

Her sass soon forgotten as soft silicone 'ears' pushed either side of her clit, her gasp was soundless when the toy was turned on. Fingers still curling to press against her walls with each pass her hips began franticly bouncing.

"Shit, shit, shit, fuck! Don't stop, don't fucking stop!"

Moving with her Maura kept her thrusts twisting just right as she felt the tell tale twitches of the muscles around her fingers. With no warning she pressed a third finger into her wet heat filling her. Jane's fist shot to her mouth to bite down on her knuckles as she stifled her own cries as she tumbled into oblivion. Powerful shocks clamping Maura's fingers in place as she rolled her hips with each wave. Turning down the intensity of the toy she eased her down.

Jane sat panting in the uncomfortable chair with an unreserved grin on her face.

"I like that one,"

"You should for what it retails at,"

"I don't want to know do I?"

"Considering your reactions to my purchases in the past, it's probably better not to."

She just grinned lopsided at the blonde.

"However as much fun as this has been, I think you had best go back upstairs before they send a search party after you."

Maura stood to place a kiss on her cheek.

"I suggest you practice looking suitably chastised, you don't want them to start guessing what's actually gone on down here."

Putting all her clothes back in the right places Jane put on her best wounded puppy look,

"Ok maybe not that much," she smiled as the taller woman drew her into a hug.

"I'll see you when you're ready to go home. And thank you for earlier," Maura raised her eyebrows, "I mean upstairs, I don't think he's going to be a problem for a while."

"After what I said to him, I doubt he would be again,"

"Maura! What did you do?"

"I stood up for my woman,"

After a beat Jane couldn't contain the rather undignified snort of laughter.

"Have I told you recently that I love you?"

AN2: the toy referenced here is the JimmyJane form 2