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- Rizzoli And Isles - Rizzles -

Jane's hand was just somewhat dancing along Maura's hair. Maura sighed happily before sitting up.

"Can we have some fudge clusters now, Jane?"

She gave her classic smirk, "Anything you want, Maur."

Maura's eyes lit up a little, "anything I want, Detective?" She practically purred.

"W-well, you know what I meant," Jane stammered.

Maura smiled at her and left Jane to her thoughts while she went to go get the fudge clusters. Maura contemplated on what her next move was going to be. She had so many options to choose from, but she didn't want to make the wrong move. She needed Jane in the palm of her hands if tonight was going to happen. The wheels in her head were spinning so thoroughly that she hadn't noticed Jane come into the kitchen. She looked up and saw Jane watching her. She had been so lost with her musings that she hadn't noticed she was humming, or swaying either. Her face turned a crimson red and her eyes were averted back to the fudge clusters. But, Jane just kept her gaze on her and held out her hand, clearing her throat. Maura looked back up and took Jane in. Her head tilted to the side a bit, brows furrowed in confusion.

"May I have this dance to whatever song you have up in that million dollar brain, Maur?"

Maura's face masked recognition over what Jane had just asked and smiled just a little, "Jane, don't be silly. We're about to eat fudge clusters."

"But, Maura, you want me to escort you to the charity function in a few days. I don't really know how to dance all that well."

"Oh, alright, Jane. We'll dance." Maura grabbed Jane's hand gently and pulled her into the living room once again. She let go of Jane, and went over to her stereo selecting a CD that she could play. It wasn't part of her plan, but she could work this in her favor. She just hoped that her mind stayed clear long enough for her to devise a plan. She knew it was going to be difficult after a while, being so close to Jane without acting rationally. But, if she didn't, Jane would know something was up. Maura made her way back to Jane and smiled just a little bigger at the prospect of dancing with Jane.

Jane made a slight bow and extended her hand, "may I please have this dance?"

Maura giggled, actually giggled and curtsied, "you may." And she placed her hand in Jane's extended one.

Jane pulled Maura's body flushed against her own and settled her other hand on her waist. The heat between the two of them could have set the house on fire. Maura's arm lay along Jane's arm and her cheek pressed against Jane's lightly. She didn't speak for a few minutes, just basking in the feel of Jane's arms securely around her and the reactions her body was going through just by Jane's simple touch.

Her warm breath caressed Jane's skin, "just feel the steps, Jane."

Her breath got caught in her throat as Maura's words washed over her. She nodded her understanding afraid to speak at that very moment. She didn't know why she suggested the dance. Maura just looked too desirable the way she was swaying her hips in the kitchen. She looked completely happy and Jane wanted to keep that look on her face. Jane knew how to dance, but, Maura didn't need to know that. It kept the smile on Maura's face and it got them closer in contact.

"See Jane, you're doing wonderfully."

"Thanks, Maura. I'm trying to do what you told me. Just feel the steps."

It felts like only a few minutes, but the entire CD had played. Whenever the two got lost in each other, minutes went by like seconds. Maura took a slight step back, leaned in and kissed Jane's cheek again.

"You are a wonderful dancer, Detective Rizzoli. I enjoyed it," she slightly purred into her ear.

Jane visibly shivered and gave Maura's hand a kiss on the hand, "my pleasure, Doctor Isles."

This kind of banter was normal between the two. They could get completely carried away and not even notice. There were always looks and whispers around the precinct. Maura knew about the betting pool about them. She couldn't be bothered by it, as long as she finally ended up with HER Detective. Jane was looking at her with this look that spoke volumes. It was desire, lust, admiration and love mixed with fear? In that moment, Maura knew the first steps to her plan meant nothing as she stepped forward towards Jane, touched her hands to either sides of Jane's face and slowly leaned in and connected their lips.