Out of Tune
Disclaimer: Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles do not belong to me. No infringement intended and no profit will be made from their use.
They'd been officially and openly dating for just over a month. They spent most nights together. If she didn't have a new case, Jane usually left work first and went to Maura's house either with food or to make dinner. Recently Maura came home to a home-cooked meal more nights than not. They settled into this routine so easily it unnerved Maura if she thought about it too much.
The only difference tonight was that it was Maura's birthday. Maura begged Jane not to do anything big, insisting that people in their thirties didn't need parties or even presents, no matter what Jane's mother said, and Jane had mostly complied. They were having dinner at home with just each other, but Jane insisted on presents. Maura arrived home and found the dining room table set with a candlelight dinner and two wrapped presents.
"Hey, Maur, I didn't hear you come in," Jane said as she came into the dining room carrying a newly opened bottle of wine. "Food's ready when you are."
Maura went to freshen up. Jane was putting food on the table when Maura returned and she noticed that Jane wearing the suit pants Maura purchased for her a few weeks ago and Maura got lost in thought thinking about how good Jane looked in the perfectly fitting pants and making a plan to do more shopping for her.
"Hey, you okay? You look a little dazed," Jane asked as she was suddenly standing in front in Maura looking concerned.
Maura laughed lightly. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about how good you look today."
"Maybe you should buy me clothes more often then." Jane gave Maura a light kiss on the cheek. "You look amazing. Happy Birthday."
They sat and ate and then Jane said it was time for presents. "Open this one first," Jane said, handing Maura one of the wrapped presents.
"Oh, it's heavy," Maura said taking the present. Maura carefully removed the wrapping paper to reveal a leather-bound copy of The Canon of Medicine. "Jane, I love it. Did you know that this was the primary textbook used in the study of medicine for hundreds of years?"
"Oddly enough I did know that. That's why I thought you would like it. I figured you could read it and tell me all the things they got wrong a thousand years ago."
"And you can pretend you're not actually interested in what I'm telling you? I love it. Thank you."
Jane picked up the other present. "Uh, okay, this one may be embarrassing, depending on your reaction. I was thinking a lot about something you said a few weeks ago and, uh, well, I thought you might like this. If you're not into it we can just forget this ever happened."
Maura scrutinized the wrapped box sitting in front of her.
"What do you have x-ray vision now, just open it," Jane said, her nervousness creeping into her voice.
Maura took off the wrapping paper and then opened the box revealing the black leather harness alongside a bright purple dildo. Maura silently looked at the contents of the box and then gently touched each one.
"Okay, let's just forget about this, my mistake," Jane said and tried to take the box from Maura's hands.
"No," Maura said, holding on to the box and then turning her eyes to Jane when she realized her silence had made Jane think she didn't like it. "No, it's good. I'm just surprised because first of all, it all looks so nice. And second, I didn't know if you would be comfortable with this."
"It's not like I've never had sex with a guy."
"This seems a little different, though."
"Well, now you know, I'm comfortable with it. I get the sense sometimes that you're holding back and I want you to know that I'm ready, willing, and able, whenever you are. You're thinking too much. Don't try to analyze what you want, just tell me, or show me. I am a Detective. I'll figure it out eventually anyway."
Maura hid her face in her hands and peaked out from behind her fingers, smiling, "Your perceptiveness is frightening sometimes. Thank you, really, for both of my presents."
Maura stood in the bathroom, her present still in its box on the vanity counter, and thought about what Jane had said. Jane, the most perceptive person she had ever met. Jane, who could always read what she was thinking. Had she been "holding back," as Jane had put it? When they first started having sex Maura had taken what she wanted. But Jane had let her. Jane had been a willing partner following Maura's lead. As their relationship grew and deepened, the sex had changed too. It wasn't better or worse, just different, more...equal wasn't the right word, but Maura wasn't sure how else to explain it.
Now Jane was subtly, or maybe not so subtly, telling her it was okay for Maura to take control again. That Jane wanted what Maura wanted. That they could have their relationship, their loving, almost ridiculously domestic, relationship, and Maura could still fuck Jane the way she wanted to. Maura realized the whole nervous, embarrassed thing Jane was doing about the gift was probably just an act for Maura's benefit.
With renewed confidence and a new sense of purpose, Maura undressed and stepped into the harness, pausing to admire the craftsmanship. She put the dildo in place and stepped into the bedroom.
"God, that's hot," Jane said from her reclining position on the bed. "I don't know why or how, but that is just fucking hot."
Maura sashayed over to the bed and Jane stood to meet her. Jane tucked a lock of hair behind Maura's ear and then cupped her cheek before leaning in to kiss her.
"Why are you still wearing so much clothing?" Maura asked.
"I don't know."
Maura unbuttoned Jane's shirt with increasing urgency and pulled it off and tossed it aside. Maura moved to Jane's pants while Jane took off her own bra. Jane sat down on the bed to finish taking off her pants and tossed them aside.
Maura stepped closer to where Jane sat. Jane reached out a hand and stroked the dildo.
"This is what you wanted, Jane?"
"Yes."
Maura pushed Jane back onto the bed. "Tell me. Tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck me. I want you inside me," Jane said as Maura climbed on top of her.
Maura spread Jane's legs and settled between them, pressing the toy firmly against Jane but not inside her. "What about me? What are you going to do for me?"
Jane moaned at the contact and answered, "Whatever you want."
Maura circled her tongue around Jane's breast and sucked on the hardened nipple. Her hand squeezed the other breast and pinched that nipple.
"Jesus, Maur, are you going to make me beg?"
"Not tonight. I want to make sure you're ready for me though, I wouldn't want to hurt you."
"I'm definitely ready for you. I want you now."
Maura acquiesced. She moved a hand between them to guide herself inside Jane. Jane wrapped a leg around Maura's waist as Maura pushed into her.
Maura struggled to not over-analyze what she was feeling and focus on how it felt. Because it felt amazing. Later she would need to think about what it felt like, but now she needed to focus on Jane beneath her, wrapped around her, and what being inside Jane was doing to her own body. Maura developed a steady thrusting rhythm, finding a speed that worked based on the level of Jane's moans. Jane grabbed onto the headboard behind her.
The most surprising thing for Maura was how stimulating it was for her. The base of the dildo put pressure on her clit, although probably not enough to get her off. But fucking Jane like this was stimulating by itself. Maura could tell Jane was getting close so she pushed harder and faster, vaguely wondering if Jane was going to be bruised or sore in the morning.
Jane's orgasm rolled through her and Maura slowed but didn't pull out. "Fuck, Maura, I'm good, I'm good. Fuck, that was uh, intense, fucking intense." Maura kissed Jane and Jane curled her fingers into Maura's hair. "You didn't come. What can I do for you?" Jane asked.
"Just touch me."
Jane wiggled a hand between them and under the harness to stroke Maura's clit. Maura kissed Jane again, moaning into Jane's mouth at the contact. As Jane stroked, Maura began rocking against Jane again.
"Jesus, Maur, you feel so good inside me."
"Good." Maura came nearly silently and pushed hard into Jane until she came again. Maura rolled off Jane and thought happily, "Happy Birthday to me."