AN: Sorry this one is a little late, my last day off before Christmas was spent visiting family and completing our tradition of my Dad taking me and my younger brother to the last Hobbit movie, that and a little writers block on this one. But a very nice pm came through this morning, this ones for you Radleks. Ps, like some chapters before, I'm going on a little research and some poetic license, sorry if it's not realistic enough.
December 21st
Jane rolled over in the bed noticing very quickly in her early morning haze that Maura wasn't there. The sheets still warm meant she hadn't been gone long. Sitting up The detective heard the shower running, well one mystery solved. The next was why was Maura up so early.
"Maura, sweetie, why are you up already? It's not even light out."
"I have some paperwork to fill out and I need to finalise the on call rota for the holidays."
"You're seriously going into work? But what about Sunday dinner?"
"I should be done in time for that, besides Angela has already moved it back a few hours as she is busy too."
"Ok, but I thought as its my only day off between now and Christmas we could, you know. Just the two of us?"
Maura stepped out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam towelling herself off.
"It's only for a few hours Jane."
"Not even this can tempt you to play hooky?"
Jane waved a small box in front of the blonde, the letters '21' on the lid. The blonde ran her tongue behind her teeth.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt to take a look,"
The detective grinned triumphantly, she would still have to play it just right to get Maura back under warm sheets. Inside the box was a smaller one, lifting the lid the doctor smiled placing a kiss on Jane's head.
"I'm still going to the office, but these are coming with me,"
"Whatcha got there Maur?"
Maura turned with a grin to her closet to get dressed.
"Get your phone and look up Ben Wa Balls. The history is fascinating,"
With a few prods and some quick scrolling Jane's expression changed from curious to amused.
"From what I'm reading here, are you sure you don't want me to come in with you?"
The doctor returned remarkably fast yet fully dressed to her dismay.
"A few hours Jane and I am all yours."
Jane looked her up and down with an appreciative smile, "Where's the box?"
Maura tossed it back to her empty, the detective swallowed loudly. The blonde was beaming as she bounced away.
Maura sat at her desk sifting through papers, she leaned back and crossed her legs in an effort to get more comfortable. That's when she first felt it, the balls inside her shifting slightly with her movements sending a small jolt through her. Leaning forward to the papers she felt it again. A wicked smile crossed her lips as she rocked ever so lightly in her seat. The effect wasn't quite immediate, but she could feel a slight wetness between her thighs.
Stilling herself with the determination to actually complete the work she had come to do Maura fired up her computer so that she could finalise her reports. Soon engrossed in her results and conclusions she had almost forgotten about the glass balls inside her. Sitting back from the screen they moved making her moan quietly into the empty room, she shot a hand to her mouth worried that someone, somewhere may have heard her. Darting eyes quickly reassured her that there was no one to be seen. A wet heat in her panties made her shift a little more.
Doing her best not to give in to the maddening pleasurable sensations Maura ploughed through her work seemingly mindless of the time. It was only when a small knock at the door jolted her back into reality.
"Hey you, I thought you'd have been done hours ago."
Jane leaned against the door frame with a small smile,
"I must have had more to do than I previously thought. Time just seemed to get away from me. Incidentally what time is it?"
"It's about a quarter past four, we're supposed to be at Ma's for dinner in fifteen minutes."
"Oh shi-oot. Let me grab my things quickly."
"Did you just censure yourself?"
Maura shot her a half hearted glare as she wrapped herself in her coat.
Sitting in the passenger seat of Jane's car she couldn't stop shifting in her seat. The slight vibrations of the car were moving the balls inside her. She hoped in the dark Jane wouldn't see the light flush of her neck, but a tiny whimper when they hit a pot hole caught her attention none the less.
"Are you ok over there Maura?"
"I, ah, just felt that bump a little more than normal."
Jane could tell her tone was evasive but it wasn't worth getting into a spat over. Especially so close to home.
In a few minutes they were pulling into their driveway, as they came to a stop Maura squirmed in her seat as she undid her seat belt. A soft grip on her forearm stopped her from climbing out.
"Honey, is everything ok? You've been really quiet the whole ride over, you spaced out at work. I'm not gonna lie, you got me a little worried over here."
In a quick moment she realised how she must have looked today, she brought Jane's scarred palm to her lips.
"Everything is perfect Jane. I've been a little distracted today that's all."
"What's been on your mind?"
"It was more what was going on, um," she bit her lip glancing in her lap.
"Wait, wait, oh shit, the balls? You had them in all day?"
"I still do,"
Jane couldn't stop the smile on her face,
"Are they making you uncomfortable?"
"Far, far from it Jane."
"Oh shi-oot."
Jane muttered apologies for them being late, deciding to omit the part where Maura lost track of the day. If she had been concerned, Angela would definitely not let the subject drop. There was no way in hell she was going to clue her mother in about what was currently going on. She just hoped that the doctor would be able to keep a lid on it.
Maura sat at the table saying her hellos to the assembled Rizzoli clan, she couldn't help shifting her hips forward. It was confirmed for her in that moment that her panties were ruined, she had long given up trying to fight her growing arousal. The fact that she was in what could quite possibly be the most inappropriate surroundings somehow made it all the more exciting.
The detective walked back into the room with an arm full of food, her eyes drawn to the doctors subtle movements. She bit her lip looking to the ceiling, she wasn't even the one feeling what was going on, but knowing it caused a jolt straight to her core. Placing it down on the table she took her place next to Maura, she whispered in her ear.
"I know it feels good honey, but you cannot do that at the dinner table."
"I'm sorry Jane, but I can't help it. I've been teetering on the edge all day, I just can't quite get there. But trying just feels so good,"
Jane ran a hand over her face with a strangled groan. This woman was going to kill her, a fact she had already well established. She hissed back as quiet as possible,
"Just don't moan at the table, even I'm not good enough to lie our way through that. Last night was too damn close for my liking. Or my sanity for that matter."
After the food was finished, left overs dished into Tupperware and handed out, Jane was hoping that she would be successful in her telepathic willing of people to leave. Although it took far too long in her mind, she left Angela with promises that she would deal with the dishes and the should go relax at home. Tommy and Frankie had already skipped out with arms laden with food.
Shutting the back door, and double checking the locks, she double timed it to find Maura sat on the kitchen island. Her shirt already open, skirt long forgotten on the floor and eyes so dark Jame would swear she could drown in them.
"Don't need to tell me twice,"
Pulling the shirt from her body Jane peppered any and all the skin she could reach with kisses. A scarred hand cupping and palming her ample chest. The doctor's nipples pushing almost painfully against the restrictive material. Maura reached behind her and opened the clasp, she couldn't get the bra off quick enough before chapped lips surrounded the straining peaks.
Maura's breathing was already laboured, she had been perched on the precipice of oblivion for most of the day and she craved, no, needed Jane's touch desperately. Grabbing at her hands she directed where she needed it most. The detective's muttered curses and disbelief at what she felt there, her fingers barely able to provide any friction through the wet heat. Her hips bucked at the touch, moving the balls inside her again.
Placing her hands on the insides of the doctor's thighs Jane leaned down, her tongue slipping through velvet folds, drinking her in was addictive. It had easily topped her list of favourite things to do with Maura early on in their relationship. Maura laid back on the surface, her moans becoming more fraught with need. This wasn't a time to tease. Flicking her tongue over the pulsing nub she tried to keep pace with the body undulating under her touch,
Sucking her throbbing clip between her lips she kept up the pressure allowing Maura to keep moving. The lifting and thrusting of her hips were moving the balls inside her in such a delicious way. All she needed was to just keep going. When Jane slipped a finger into her, pressing up into the spongy spot just inside her, her world went black. Her breath caught in the air as she shook uncontrollably as her restrained release was finally pushing through her.
She lay panting on the kitchen island as Jane stood between her legs, an offered hand to help her up. Accepting it and falling into her arms she steadied herself listening to the detective's heart. She looked up to see a proud smile,
"You have no idea how happy it makes me to know that I get to see that, knowing I caused it."
"If I'd have known that six years ago, we would have been celebrating a much more significant anniversary this year."
"I'm happy making up for lost time."
"So am I Jane. So am I."