Okay, first off, how do you guys feel about a Daemon AU for this fandom? I've been dying to write one but can't decide whether it should be for R&I or Supergirl, so let me know, yeah? Also, I have a poll up on my profile about a steampunk/clockwork story, go vote so I can do more writing!
So, no Hoyt background here. Jane is definitely okay with restraints and, let's say, more adventurous than canon. Okay, so going off script a smidge here. Take these incarnations of our lovely Rizzoli and Isles with a pinch of salt and a healthy dose of smut, since there be little plot past this point *scratches scalp*
I guess I'm taking prompts for this now, so hit me up in a review, guys! Or PM me if you're feeling shy *bats eyelashes coyly* no shame here, none at all; although I do reserve the right to turn down anything if I think it's too…squicky.
Maura's head jerked up when she heard her phone go off but she let the sound fade to silence as she was elbows deep in a cadaver. She finished making a cut and weighed his heart, then set it aside as she spoke to the students gathered around her. "So, we have a male, approximately forty six years of age. From looking at the state of his organs, what can we-"
Her phone went off again, ringing insistently, and she grudgingly pulled away from the corpse. "Mister Tillman, you may take over." She nodded at her TA and addressed the other students. "I will be back shortly, and I want to hear your thoughts on the cause of death."
She threw her gloves into the trash and washed her hands, then dug through the pocket of her jacket that was slung over the back of her chair for the phone. She smiled crookedly when she saw the couple missed calls from Jane and dialed her back.
"Rizzoli."
"Isles," Maura retorted playfully. She melted when she heard Jane laugh huskily on the other end of the line and turned away a little more from the students gathered around the body on the autopsy table. "What's the occasion?"
"Can't I just want to call you?"
The playful tone in Jane's tone belied the faint stutter in her words and Maura chewed on her lip. "Of course, but maybe…you had plans in mind?" Her voice dropped slightly and the humming chatter from her students faded into the background. On the other end of the line, she heard Jane's breathing go heavy and fast, and she felt excitement surge through her. "Jane?"
"Drinks," Jane responded in a strangled voice. "With me?"
"You have the night free?"
"As of right now, yeah."
"Then I would be happy to. Where to?"
"You pick. We went to the Dirty Robber last time, take me somewhere you like to go."
Maura could picture Jane twisting a curl of hair around her finger as she shyly made the request and smiled to herself as a thought came to her. "Alright. Meet me at Verge at…say, seven thirty?"
"That club downtown?"
"Yes, you know it?"
"Of it," Jane said.
Maura grinned and curled a hand around her elbow as she cradled her cell against her ear. "Wear something light, it gets hot in there." Electricity buzzed beneath her skin as she heard Jane exhale shakily and agree, then disconnect. Maura set her phone down and allowed herself one more coy smile before clearing her throat and turning to her students. "Alright, so what can you tell me about this gentleman's death?"
Maura stood in line to enter Verge when she heard her phone ring in her purse. She fished it out and smiled broadly when she saw Jane's name as she answered. "Jane."
"Maura."
Maura's smile immediately dropped when she heard the regret in her voice. "You aren't coming."
"I'm sorry! I wish I could, but we caught a case and-"
"It's fine, Jane, I understand." Understood, but didn't like. Maura frowned as she handed her ID to the bouncer and passed into the club. She stepped out of line to check her coat and to continue her conversation without the thumping music interrupting her call. "You have a job to do. One that, unfortunately, calls you away from more pleasant activities, unfortunately."
"I still feel like an ass. I'm working with my team as fast as I can-"
"Don't hurry on my account, Jane. Do a thorough job so you can get the bad guy." Jane grunted on the other end of the line and Maura's lips twisted into a faint smile despite her disappointment. "We'll reschedule, okay?"
"Yeah, I just…I wanted to see you," Jane admitted in a small voice.
"I wish I could see you, too, Jane. Call me when you go home, okay?"
"Alright. I really…I am sorry, Maura."
"Go get your man, Detective."
Maura hung up and waffled for a moment, caught between a desire to go home and curl up in bed now that Jane wouldn't be joining her and wanting to enjoy herself despite the lack of company. She decided to stay for a while and handed her coat off to the woman behind the counter, then walked into the club. The large dance floor was packed with bodies gyrating and moving with abandon beneath the black lights and colorful beams that crossed the sultry air. Around it, tables lined three walls, partitioned for intimacy and lit enough to offer visibility without becoming stark. Stairs on either side of a long bar led to a catwalk and VIP area that was less crowded, and Maura made a bee-line for them. She flashed a smile at the bouncer standing before the steps and he nodded, stepping aside to let her pass. She ordered a drink at the smaller bar and leaned against the railing, staring down into the mass of bodies as she slowly sipped the glass of vodka and cranberry.
She ventured back downstairs when the song changed to something that was less noise and more rhythm, exchanging her empty glass for a fresh one and merging seamlessly into the press of bodies. She smiled prettily as a man approached her and let him take her hand to pull her closer, subtly directing his wandering hands to stay above her hips as they danced together. Her drink disappeared from her hands after a while and she wound her hands around his neck, pressing closer as the music pulsed through her. When the song changed, she offered a departing smile and slipped further into the crowd to dance by herself again.
She startled when hands appeared on her hips and twisted to find piercing blue eyes staring down at her with lust darkening the edges. The woman grinned predatorily and leaned down. "Care to dance?" Her lips just teased the edge of Maura's ear and she curled her fingers around her forearm, noting subconsciously that they were wiry but not as muscled as Jane's. She nodded and pressed closer, one hand twisting into the woman's hair as the other slipped around her waist. They danced through several songs, pressing closer and closer until Maura realized lips were trailing along her jaw and she jerked back. The woman tried to pull her back and Maura skillfully twisted out of her grasp, suddenly too warm in the stifling press of bodies.
She ended up at the long bar, sitting on the end where some gentleman had offered his seat. He smiled and lifted his glass, then wrapped an arm around a woman standing next to him and moved away, leaving her to nurse her glass of water as her eyes roved across the dance floor.
She felt eyes on her and followed the sensation to the entrance, breath halting in her chest when familiar brown eyes locked with hers. Jane stood in the door with a hand carding through her hair and a feral glint in her eyes, and as she began to wind sinuously around the clusters of people that dotted the edge of the dance floor, Maura uncrossed and recrossed her legs. Jane's pace picked up, hips swaying hypnotically in black jeans and her tightly fitted shirt pulling taut across her shoulders and chest. She stepped into Maura's personal space and lifted a hand to the bartender, then casually reached past Maura a moment later for her drink. Her hair brushed across Maura's collarbone, fingers dusting over her shoulder as she pulled back and took a long pull from the bottle in her hand.
"Jane? You're here? I thought you were working?"
"We caught a break," Jane said after she swallowed. Her eyes slowly wandered across Maura's dress, short and strappy and just this side of formal; showing enough thigh through the short slit to make lesser beings tremble while the cut across her chest was deceivingly demure. Jane pressed her free hand to Maura's side and slid around her waist, gaze widening when smooth skin met her fingertips. "You started without me."
"I didn't think you were coming."
"Not yet." Maura flushed at the innuendo and Jane seemed surprised by her own words, but then she grinned and downed the rest of her bottle before offering her hand to Maura. "Dance with me."
Jane led her into the crowd and turned to face her, drawing Maura close as the song merged seamlessly into a driving rhythm. Maura trembled as calloused fingers roved brazenly across her bare back, settling briefly at the small of her back. She arched as they pressed into the dimples there and then Jane's palms covered her ass completely, pulling her closer until they shared breath and noses brushed with each movement. Maura wound her fingers through Jane's hair and pulled her head down to kiss her, drawing out the moment with playful nips and tugs. She bit gently on Jane's lower lip until she felt the brunette gasp against her lips and retreated with a coy smile, shifting to drive her thigh between Jane's legs. Brown eyes hazed as Jane pitched forward, burying her face in Maura's hair, and her hands tightened on her ass.
Maura tipped her head to lick and nip at the salty skin available to her. She groaned when fingers kneaded her ass and forced herself away, taking Jane's hand to pull her off the dance floor. She wordlessly picked up her coat and, after Jane got hers, they left the club. Maura walked to her car and got in, barely waiting for Jane to shut the door before pulling out of the lot and driving down the snow covered roads with as much haste as she could safely justify. Jane's hand restlessly kneaded her thigh as they drove to her house, arousal buzzing beneath her skin when she pulled into the garage and Jane leaned across the console to press their lips together. When they disconnected, Jane was smiling wildly and fumbling her seat belt before scrambling out of the car and pulling Maura up.
They stumbled into the kitchen, hands and lips wandering all the while, and paused when Jane pinned Maura against the counter. Maura pulled Jane closer by her belt loops as she kissed her, whining when Jane sucked her tongue into her mouth for a long moment. She tugged at the hem of her shirt and threw it away once she managed to rip it over her head. Her hands planted themselves on Jane's ribs, feeling her rapid breaths and the shifting of muscle when she nipped harshly at her lip.
Jane rumbled out a moan when Maura broke away long enough to focus on pulling her bra off her shoulders, shrugging the straps off her arms before kneeling in front of Maura with possessive hands skimming down her body. Her hands disappeared beneath the hem of her dress and ragged the material up her thighs until her lacy thong was visible. "Jesus, that's so damn hot." Jane pressed her nose against the soaked scrap of fabric and Maura gasped, fingers tangling through wild curls and holding her in place. Jane nibbled at the material and her hand dragged one side of her underwear down far enough for her to lick a wet strip across her shaved mons.
"Jay…Jane, bedroom."
"Don't want to wait."
Jane's warm breath washed across her skin and Maura trembled, barely managing to get a firm hold on her hair and pull her head back.
"I don't want to fall over, and this will be much more comfortable for us on a horizontal surface." To accentuate her point, her knees wobbled suddenly and Jane tightened her grip, standing and lifting Maura into her arms to walk them up the stairs. Maura contented herself with the feeling of Jane's nipple pressing against her arm and casually brushed her hand across the other, biting her lip when her gait stuttered and her fingers left crescent marks on her skin.
"Careful Maur. It'd be a shame if I decided to fuck you on the stairs instead of waiting for your comfy bed after you made such a nice case for it."
Maura only grinned toothily and then they were in her bedroom and she was gasping again when Jane lightly dropped her at the foot of her bed and dragged her dress up over her head. She crawled up toward the center of it with Jane fast on her heels, barely managing to reach her pillows before she was pinned beneath Jane's weight.
"Where were we?" Jane kissed Maura hard, one hand holding herself above her while the other yanked Maura's underwear the rest of the way down her thighs and cupped her sex hotly.
Maura moaned and rolled her hips, nipping Jane's lip when a long finger slipped between her lips and dipped briefly into her. "Don't…tease."
"What do you call this entire night? That dancing at the club wasn't exactly pure." Jane smiled down at Maura as her finger curled up into her again, slowly moving down her body to suck a dark bruise into the side of her stomach. Her hand continued driving lazily into her sex as she dotted more bruises into her freckled skin and Maura moaned up at the ceiling.
She carded her fingers through Jane's hair, holding her in place as she licked and sucked at her hipbone, sliding one leg up over her shoulder and opening herself further to Jane's thrusting finger. "Another."
"Hmm?" Jane looked up at her with deceivingly innocent eyes as her thumb pressed against her clit and made rough circles, detaching her mouth from her skin to smile up at her. "Did you say something?"
"If you don't give me another finger, Jane Rizzoli, I will be forced to take drastic measures," Maura growled, pulling insistently at her hair when Jane only smiled wider and slowed the pace of her finger.
"You know, that sounded an awful lot like an order. You know how well I take those…" She pulled her hand away and Maura cried out in outrage, shifting her hips restlessly as Jane effortlessly pinned her in place.
"If you're that set on doing the job yourself, I suppose I'll have to 'take drastic measures,' myself." With a flash of dark eyes, Jane's welcome weight disappeared from on top of Maura and she rifled through a drawer in her dresser. Maura whined, one hand dropping to her sex as she roughly circled her clit and avidly watched the shifting muscles of Jane's back, the lovely expanse of skin from the low rise of her jeans to the wild fall of hair over her shoulders.
Jane turned around with several colorful scarves in hand and her eyes flashed dangerously when she realized Maura was playing with herself. She crossed to the bed in several long strides and pulled Maura's hand away from her wet cunt, expertly tying a knot around her wrist and securing it to the headboard and catching her other as it began travelling down her body. "Since you don't seem to be able to listen, I suppose this will have to do." Making eye contact, Jane let the lustful haze drop from her gaze briefly. "Color?"
"Very green, Jay."
Jane smiled and her eyes flashed darkly. "Good, because I'm not going to stop until you've come all over my tongue." Maura whined and weakly twisted in her bonds, catching the silky ties in her hands and holding tightly.
Jane dragged her nails lightly down her body, watching faint red lines appear in their wake as she kneeled between Maura's legs. "God, I love how wet you get for me." Her voice, gravelly with want, seemed to spur Maura on, as she moaned and spread her legs further. Jane nipped up one side of her thigh and down the other, pausing briefly to suck vivid bruises into her skin as she kneaded Maura's hips and pinned her in place.
"How about this," she said conversationally as she tied her hair back into a lazy ponytail. "I fuck you senseless and, when you think you're done, you give me one more."
Maura whined lowly and twisted her hips, trying fruitlessly to get Jane to lay her lips on her sex. "Please, please, pleasepleaseplease…"
"C'mon, use your words, Maura. You're good at that, usually."
The smirk Jane shot up at her made Maura shudder and she roused every wrung out cell in her brain to stutter, "Put your mouth on me and make me orgasm, Jane."
"I'll take it, although we still need to work on your dirty talk." Jane set her tongue against Maura's cunt and set a furious pace, driving her toward a fast, hard orgasm that left her breathless and tingling. Her hands gripped the silken ties tightly as she gasped up at the ceiling, legs twitching with aftershocks as Jane lightly licked the length of her sex.
"Still good?"
Maura hummed something that vaguely resembled an affirmation and Jane set to her task again, steadily working Maura up once more. Her fingers splayed across Maura's lower abdomen to hold her still as she circled her tongue around her clit and two fingers dragged through her arousal. They were sheathed in her sex in the next heartbeat and Maura arched against the pleasant stretch, muscles fluttering madly as they greedily tried to draw her digits further in. Jane hummed against her clit and Maura cried out. Her heels squeezed Jane's sides, legs shivered and jumped with each thrust of her fingers, and her head thrashed against the pillow as she moaned long and low.
"Jane, Jay…please, Jay, just…" Her words tumbled off into nonsensical babbling when Jane curled her fingers against the soft, spongy skin inside her and her muscles fluttered wildly. She panted for air she couldn't seem to get enough of as the familiar tightening started in her abdomen. Her breath stuttered when Jane sucked strongly at her clit and pressed against the swollen spot inside her. She moaned loudly as she gushed and Jane growled, pressing her mouth against her sex to catch as much as she could as she removed her fingers and harshly circled her clit.
Maura barely started to ride out the aftershocks before Jane was lapping insistently at her cunt again and taking her hips to keep her still as she jumped. "I don't – I think-"
"Give it to me; that's not all you can do, Maur, I know it isn't." Jane slipped two fingers back inside her and curled them against her swollen front wall. "There's still more; it's mine."
The words, growled against the jut of her hip, made Maura clench and bear down as much as she could. Jane kissed beside her navel and slowly ascended her body as she continued to slowly, pointedly curl her fingers on each press into Maura's sex, sliding a third finger in on the next press. She took a nipple in her mouth and suckled, teeth and tongue fluttering at the edge of the sensitive peak as Maura gasped and rolled her hips with each motion.
"I – oh, God – full, Jay, so, sosososo-"
Jane's teeth tugged at her nipple sharply, bringing Maura's back into a beautiful arch as she followed the stinging pressure until it slipped out of her mouth with a wet pop. "Are you going to come?" Maura's garbled assertion made Jane grin and she lifted a little more so she could feel Maura's panting breaths against her lips.
"Good."
She curled her fingers once more and fluttered them against her swollen spot as Maura jumped and cried out loudly again, legs wrapping tightly around Jane's waist as her hips bore down and her muscles trapped Jane's fingers. She whimpered with each pulsing contraction that pushed more fluid out of her cunt, fingers clenching around silk and neck straining as her head pressed into the pillow.
Jane slowly let her come down from her orgasm and pulled her soaked fingers out of her to cup her palm gently over her sex. "You did so good," she praised quietly. She felt Maura's lips lift beneath her cheek and pulled back enough to watch the haze gradually lift from hazel eyes. "There you are, pretty girl." Maura giggled and nosed against Jane's jaw, coaxing her into a slow give and take kiss that left them both breathless.
"Think you can give me one more? Just one, last one, then I can hold you all night?" Maura thought about it for a second before offering a small nod and canting her hips into Jane's hand. Jane slowly circled her clit with barely present pressure, waiting for Maura's brow to wrinkle and for her hips to actively begin pressing into her fingers before pressing more firmly. She stayed up with Maura, breathing against her lips and moving occasionally to dust kisses across her cheeks, temples, eyelids, pulling back to watch the expressions flit across her face as her eyes darkened and slipped shut finally.
Her legs tightened around her waist and her breath faltered as her orgasm crept closer; Jane firmly pressed circles into her clit to push her over and covered her mouth in a kiss as she cried out. Weak pulses pushed a little fluid out as Maura moaned quietly, straining against her bonds with the intensity of her last orgasm before she relaxed bonelessly back into the sheets. Her legs dropped from Jane's waist as faint flutters in her sex coaxed her through the end of her orgasm, and Jane's welcome weight disappeared briefly as she untied Maura's wrists.
Once free, Maura immediately curled into her side, nudging her nose up beneath her jaw where the leather lavender cotton smell was strongest and exhaled tiredly when Jane pulled her closer yet. Strong fingers kneaded the sore muscles in her shoulders and chapped lips pressed kisses into her hair, whispering soothing, proud words into the disheveled strands.
"You were so good, so, so good for me. Thank you for giving that to me, Maur." Jane took one hand and kissed the faint red marks on her wrist, then did the same with the other before gently coaxing her to lay almost completely on top of her and get out of the wet spot near the middle of the bed. They laid chest to chest, Jane's hands settled at her waist and shoulders as Maura buried hers beneath Jane's back, and Maura eventually lifted her head to rest her chin on Jane's chest.
"That was intense," she husked quietly.
"Good, though?"
Jane searched Maura's eyes as she asked and Maura smiled and nodded. "Very good." She bit her lip and made circles on Jane's sides with her thumbs. "Did you want…"
"I'm good tonight, babe. I expect morning sex, though."
"I can do that."
Maura's words were broken by a massive yawn and Jane chuckled. She rolled them to the side with Maura's head nestled against her chest and pulled the covers up from where they had been kicked to the foot of the bed. "Goodnight, Maur."
"Mmmm, night…night, Jay."
Guys, I did so much research for this. I seriously forgot how much I enjoy the bondage aspect of sex that comes with an adventurous partner and how much of a turn-on it can be when done right…I need a fan…or a helping hand or three…
Don't forget, guys, for any kind of kink play, always be safe, sane, and ask consent! Discussion about limits and willingness to explore is everything! Also, aftercare is super important! Have fun though, and enjoy yourselves!
This has been a bondage and aftercare PSA from your friendly neighborhood useless lesbian.