Butt stuff ahead! It's totally safe to read through the third scene, but it butt stuff offends/squicks/whatever, then don't read past the third line break. Otherwise, have fun!

Keep prompting me, guys! I have one or two other additions in the wings, but remember this story is completely reviewer dependent!

So, I'm totally procrastinating on the Mass Effect story I'm supposed to be writing…but I figured y'all would appreciate a chapter from your friendly neighborhood useless lesbian ;) If you didn't get the notification, there's also another R&I story I posted along with this one. Go read it!

"Hey, babe?" Maura hummed noncommittally as Jane bent over the console set on the entertainment stand in the living room. "Maur?"

"Yes?"

"Can you get me the other end of the HDMI cable?"

"Of course."

Maura let her eyes wander lackadaisically over the jeans that framed Jane's backside so well, comfortably worn in and stained with paint and grease. Her appreciative gaze lingered on the dimples that winked at her every time Jane leaned further over the console she was trying to set up. She picked up the end of the HDMI cable Jane needed and set it in her palm, then stood behind her and watched as she plugged it into the port. Before Jane could stand back up, Maura palmed her hips and slipped a couple fingers beneath the edge of her jeans, just letting her fingertips graze her hips. "Why is this suddenly so important, anyway?"

Jane let out a shaky breath and swallowed audibly. "Because I finally got Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice for the PS4 and I want to play it on your sixty inch HDTV that's hooked up to a kickass surround sound system?"

Maura hummed again as Jane slowly straightened and let a hand meander around her waist, playing around her navel as her other slipped further beneath her jeans and palmed her ass possessively. "As thrilling as exploring the mindset of a mentally disturbed Pict during the late 900s would be, I can think of something else I would rather do right now."

She squeezed Jane's ass pointedly and smiled against her shoulder as Jane's abdomen fluttered against her palm. "I'm not hearing a no…"

"I – I, uhm. Forty two?"

Maura chuckled, low and filthy and coy, and nipped at the corded muscle of her neck. "Yes or no, Jay?"

"What…exactly would I be agreeing to?" Jane leaned into Maura and, as odd as the dichotomy of Jane's tall frame against Maura's more petite, curvy one was, let herself relax completely.

"Nothing that we haven't done before, darling. Nothing that you haven't enjoyed before. But…maybe we could work up to something new?" Maura held her breath until Jane nodded and pulled far enough away to pull her away from the abandoned console.

Hand still nestled firmly beneath her jeans, Maura led them up to her bedroom and only removed her palm from its comfortable spot to shut the door to her bedroom and waited for Jane to meet her eyes before turning the lock with a resounding sound. She swayed toward Jane, trailing her fingers over her collarbone on her way to the bed. "We won't get far with clothes still in the way," she suggested quietly.

Jane seemed spurred into action at her words and fairly leapt across the room to begin eagerly peeling Maura out of her dress of the day. She pouted when Maura eyed the crumpled material on the floor and grudgingly laid it nicely over a chair, eyes sweeping enthusiastically over the silky bra and barely-there underwear that hugged Maura's hips.

Maura crooked a finger at her as she sat on the edge of the bed, drawing Jane into a kiss when she knelt between her legs, taking the opportunity to pull the hair tie from Jane's hair and sinking her fingers into the riotous curls that fell around Jane's head with the scent of lavender chasing them. "Mmm, I like you like this," she murmured against Jane's lips.

"Hm?"

"On your knees for me, pliant and soft and willing. Maybe we can explore that at a later point?" Before Jane could do more than lift her eyebrow, Maura was cupping her cheeks and kissing her hard again, nails dragging down her defined jaw line and settling on the fabric of her worn shirt. She pulled it over Jane's head and unhooked her bra in the same motion, breaking away to slide back onto the bed.

Jane followed her like she was a siren, eyes hungry pits that sparkled in the low light coming through the window. She straddled Maura's legs, bending over her until Maura was laid out perpendicular on her bed with her legs shifting restlessly and fingers knotting and wending through her hair.

After long minutes spent kissing and nipping until their lips were swollen and breaths labored as their legs twisted together, Maura laid her palm against Jane's chest and gently pushed her back onto her knees. "Maybe you should take those off," she suggested, finger toying with the button of her jeans. "They can't be comfortable."

Jane nearly fell over as she ripped her jeans off in her haste to remove them and quivered with Maura sucked and kissed along the line of her underwear, leaving a number of bruises behind as she teasingly pulled the elastic down until a few curls were visible over the edge. "Maura." Jane rumbled lowly, threading her fingers through her hair as she rolled her hips against the air. "Don't be such a cocktease."

"The last time I checked – last night, if I recall correctly – you didn't have a cock." Maura watched the devastation of her carefully stated word roll across Jane's face; starting with the subtle widening of her eyes, then the flare of her nostrils and the tongue rolling across dry lips.

Maura's fingers slipped beneath the edge of her underwear and around to cup her ass again as she dragged Jane in toward her mouth, nipping at Jane's subtly defined iliac crest until she felt fingers tighten in her hair again. She smiled up at Jane again and sunk her nails into the firm muscle under her palms as she nosed the underwear down and let gravity drag it to the floor. Jane widened her stance as Maura teased around her thighs and lower abdomen.

"I don't…really appreciate the stalling, babe." Maura only chuckled and suddenly pulled her closer by her ass, tongue painting a wide stripe across the skin she could reach. She retreated enough to stare up at Jane with dark, twinkling eyes and reluctantly removed her hands to scoot back onto the bed. Jane climbed atop her and planted her hands on either side of her head, knees straddling her hips and a pout on her lips. "Why did you stop?"

"Maybe I just like the view."

Jane smirked and slowly rolled her hips down against Maura's abdomen, the scent of sex and arousal filling the air. "Nah, I know you like me best on my back. Try again."

As she kept gently grinding down onto Maura, her eyes fluttered shut and her head dropped down so her hair brushed against Maura's shoulders. Maura tangled her fingers in the curly strands and gently tugged to get her attention. "I like how aroused you get in this position."

"Yeah?"

Jane started panting quietly and Maura heard her nails drag on the comforter next to her ear. She hummed affirmatively and her free hand palmed her hip, encouraging her to grind harder on her stomach. "I posit that the dominant position and sufficient firmness of my abdomen work together t-"

"Can we not science right now? Please? Because as absolutely sexy as this is, the geek talk isn't helping me presently."

Jane's breathy voice and dark eyes played havoc on Maura's senses; alongside the quickening gyrations of her hips and quiet, desperate sounding moans breaking free of her throat, Maura felt her sex clench automatically. She freed Jane's hair and pushed her hand between their bodies, pressing her fingers against Jane's clit as her other hand left Jane's hip and gripped her ass again. "How about I help you achieve orgasm, then we can talk?"

"Whatever you – oh God, there there don't st-"

Jane gasped when two fingers slid inside her and curled, bearing down on the digits and moaning. Sweat beaded on her skin, sliding between her breasts and making the air damp between them. Maura took a swaying nipple between her lips and suckled, worrying the tip between her teeth as she let Jane dictate the pace her rolling hips set. As her cunt started clenching around her fingers and her thrusts became sloppy and arrhythmic, she nipped at her breast and pulled her fingers out just enough to slide a third in beside them quickly.

Jane froze above her for a second, eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, and then moaned loudly and started grinding down again, her sex pulling Maura's fingers as far in as it could while she chased her orgasm. Maura let her ride it out and, when she slowed her hips and panted, head lowered beside her shoulder as she caught her breath, gently removed her fingers from her sex. She let her fingers drift across her skin, painting aimless lines on her hip and thigh with the remnants of her arousal until she felt lips on her shoulder and Jane sighed happily into her skin.

"Another?"

"Please."

"Would it be alright to try something new? It's okay to say no," Maura said quietly, firmly. "But if you don't mind, it's something I've been considering for some time now."

There was a beat of silence, and then Jane nodded. "It's not, like, peeing on me or something, is it?"

"No, although there is a degree of taboo around it," Maura admitted nervously. Her hand paused in its wandering, fingers tacky on sweat-slick skin, as she felt Jane's breath stutter next to her head. "Jane?"

"I trust you."

With those words, Jane sunk into Maura again and kissed her languidly. She pulled Maura's lower lip between hers and one of her hands pressed against Maura's hand still on her hip, encouraging her to move again with a gentle touch. She sighed as Maura kneaded her skin, stretching her long body out on top of Maura's, holding herself up on her elbows and tangling their legs together.

Maura lost herself in the sensations, of skin on skin, of firm muscle under her palms, of a hot mouth sucking her tongue into its depths. She moaned and her fingers dug into Jane's skin, pulling her hard against her body, and she arched when she felt fresh arousal dampening her hip where Jane's sex was pressed against her. A couple fingers sunk into her briefly from behind, just enough to coat them in slick, and then Maura pulled back from Jane to carefully watch her face as she slowly inched her fingertips up. Her free hand pulled her ass cheeks apart so she could press one finger against the puckered ring of muscle, and she paused there to gauge the emotions flying through Jane's eyes.

Jane tensed above her, eyes staring down at Maura with something akin to confusion flickering across her face, and bit her lip. "Why?"

"I…" Maura stopped, unable to completely verbalize her reasons for wanting to explore this particular kink with Jane. She let out an anxious breath and decided to let her mouth have free rein. "I don't have a particular reason, actually. But this is something I've enjoyed with previous partners, and it is something they've told me is quite pleasurable for them to experience. If you don't want to, it's fine, Jane."

She pulled her hand away, letting her other hand simply cup Jane's ass, and froze when her hand was caught. Jane stared down at her with an inscrutable expression on her face before slowly replacing Maura's hand on her ass and pressing surely. "I don't know how I'll feel about it…but I'm willing to try, for you." She bit her lip as she held Maura's hand in place. "Why do you like it? You don't get anything out of it." Jane's face flamed as she asked the question.

Maura's mouth opened and shut several times without saying anything. "I suppose…I rather enjoy the typically dominant role it puts me in."

Jane snorted unexpectedly and buried her face against Maura's shoulder, trembling with suppressed laughter. "Surprise, surprise."

"Also, the trust given for such an…intimate act is hugely gratifying to me. I like how I feel, knowing I'm trusted so much." Maura shrugged delicately.

Jane sat back slightly, brow wrinkled in thought but her eyes were clear as she slowly nodded. "Okay. Alright, I think…that's good. Can we just…be us tonight, though? Next time, you can do your thing. We do have lube, after all." She rolled her eyes good-naturedly, playing off the nerves Maura could see that were making her nearly vibrate in her lap.

"Of course. Would you still like another orgasm?" Jane nodded enthusiastically and yelped when Maura upended her onto the bed. "Let me wash my hands, then. I'll be right back. In the meantime, why don't you get ready?" Maura lifted her eyebrow suggestively as she got off the bed and sashayed into the bathroom, leaving Jane to gape after her.

Maura was finishing up the morning's autopsy when Jane walked through the doors and leaned against the autopsy table nearby and cleared her throat. "Good morning, Jane."

"Hey. So, I've got a question."

"Yes?"

Maura neatly stitched up the Y-incision in the man's chest, eyeing Jane's fidgeting figure from the corner of her eye as she worked. She nearly stabbed herself in the palm when Jane blurted, "Why haven't you done that thing you wanted to the other night?"

Even though Maura well knew what Jane was referring to, she nonetheless looked up at her with wide, startled eyes. "I beg your pardon?"

"I mean, it's been, like, a week, and I thought this was something you were going to be all 'well, I have to do this in the name of science!' and basically wreck me and you haven't yet and the anticipation is killing me, Maura."

Maura blinked again and silently finished stitching up the body on the table, taking the time to put it back in the freezer and wash her hands before turning to Jane, who was playing with her phone nervously. "Anticipation?"

"Of course that's what you focus on," Jane muttered, cheeks crimson and eyes focused somewhere over Maura's head. "I mean – I'm curious, okay?" She crossed her arms defensively and Maura smiled a hidden smile, walking over to hug Jane's waist loosely.

"Why, may I ask?"

"I may not answer," Jane retorted petulantly. Maura pouted up at her and, several seconds later, Jane groaned. "Fine. It's…like you said, it's taboo. I mean, not like I thought about putting anything there before you said anything, but…I can't get it out of my head now." She admitted it in a whisper, eyes darting to the floor and lip held captive between her teeth as she worried the skin.

Maura kissed her chin and squeezed her waist reassuringly. "I'm encouraged that you've been thinking about…it, but I will reiterate that we don't have to do anything if you aren't comfortable with it, Jane. Our sex life is not dependant on my kinks being agreed to completely."

"I know, I know, conversation is key and all that jazz. I'm just saying – you don't have to keep putting it off because you think I don't want to try something new. Not that I'm saying I want you to bend me over the dead person table right now, because ew, but-"

"Doctor Isles, I have the report from the – who is getting bent?" Kent walked into the autopsy suite with a folder in hand and looked up curiously as Jane squeaked and buried her face against Maura's neck, trading a glance with Maura and concluding that he, in fact, had somewhere to be that was not where he currently was. "Ah, I forgot, I had to…see a man about a dog. I'll be back soon."

"Oh god, kill me now," Jane muttered.

Maura chuckled and bussed a kiss against her hair, scratching at the base of her back softly. "Tonight?"

"Hm?"

"If you're so 'anticipatory' of this – event, would you care to explore it tonight?"

"Like, after work tonight?"

"Yes?"

"Let's do it."

Jane walked into Maura's house that evening and kicked her shoes off in the foyer. She set her handgun in its designated drawer, along with her badge and cuffs, and took her jacket off in the kitchen, opting to throw it over the back of a chair on her way to the fridge to crack open a beer and take a long swallow that left her feeling slightly lighter than before. She relaxed little by little as she leaned on the counter and stared out into the yard, taking another pull from the bottle. As she was playing with the bottle cap, flicking it back and forth on the countertop and trying to flip it over, she heard steps coming down the stairs and froze in place, holding her breath until she saw spots in front of her eyes and sucked in a hasty mouthful of air that nearly left her coughing with its intensity.

"Jane?"

"He – hey, Maur." She set the bottle down with a suddenly faintly trembling hand and turned on her heel to lean casually against the counter, watching Maura walk into the kitchen, still in the day's work clothes. Her eyes roved over the form fitting skirt and champagne colored blouse, lingering on the long necklace that laid between her breasts and up on the happy smile that graced her lips.

"Did you just get here? I didn't hear you come in."

"I, ah, yeah. Just wanted a drink. Long day, you know?" Jane gestured at the bottle beside her and started breathing more quickly as Maura walked closer to her. Her jaw clenched when Maura stopped directly in front of her and any air she had in her lungs stuttered out as petite hands ghosted up her torso, nails dragging over her button down as they came to rest over her chest and Maura leaned up on bare feet to brush a kiss on her chin.

"Good evening."

One of Jane's hands relocated to Maura's neck, pulling her in for another kiss as she ducked her head so their lips could meet. As they breathed each other in and languidly reconnected, Jane felt any tension bleed out of her; her shoulders sloped gracefully as her other hand slipped around Maura's waist and pulled her flush against her while she leaned more heavily into the countertop. They parted reluctantly, Maura pressing her forehead to Jane's shoulder and simply hugging her while Jane carded her fingers through wavy, flaxen hair and inhaled the faded scent of her perfume and that morning's shampoo.

"I missed you."

"We only saw each other a couple hours ago." The smile was evident in Maura's tone even as she squeezed Jane more tightly and managed to nestle closer.

"Don't care. Too long to go without this." A content hum escaped one of them and they lapsed into comfortable silence, broken only by the faint sounds of traffic on the road and their steady breathing. Maura pushed back soon after and stared up into Jane's face with a slight crease between her eyebrows, studying her intently until Jane squirmed. "What's up, doc?"

"Do you not want to do this?"

"What?"

"Because I won't be offended if you changed you mind, Jane. Like I said earlier today, this is something you have to be comfortable with, too, and I won't make you do anything you don't think you won't en-"

"Okay, hold up, time out for just a second." Jane pressed her hand over Maura's mouth, halting the flow of words, and leveled her with a scrutinizing gaze. "Just to make this crystal clear for myself: you are talking about the butt stuff we discussed earlier today, down in the autopsy suite, right?" Maura nodded, hazel eyes bright with trepidation and a little bit of humor.

"Let me make it very clear for you, okay? I don't know if it's something I'll like, but I want to try with you, okay? I trust you, and…I swear to God, if this goes beyond us, no one will find the body, but I've kind of…done research?"

A muted chuckle breached the barrier of her palm and Jane glared. "Don't laugh! I've seen the sex encyclopedias on your shelf, Miss 'I must know about every uncomfortable subject in the world' Isles." Maura sobered and nodded again, squeezing Jane's waist gently. "I may have gotten on my phone between reports and…ugh, this is embarrassing…a lot of the forums I got on – they intrigued me, okay?" Maura muttered against Jane's palm and she removed it, refusing to meet her eyes as she swallowed hard and blushed.

"Jane."

Brown eyes continued to stare at the floor and Maura urged her gaze up with a hand beneath her chin. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. Human sexuality – it's natural to be curious about sex, and the various facets that comprise it. From what is colloquially referred to as 'vanilla' to the more extreme side of things, it's all just…exploration of sex and what each person enjoys is different. We don't have to do anything tonight if you don't want to; I'm fine waiting until you feel comfortable enough to attempt this with me." She smiled up at Jane and kissed her jaw, not seeking to entice but to soothe as her hands rubbed circles on her waist.

Jane melted into her, head falling to her shoulder as she seemed to fold into herself and just nuzzled into Maura's shoulder, burying her face against the fall of her hair. She muttered something too quietly for Maura to understand it, and when Maura made a questioning sound at the back of her throat, pulled back to hesitantly meet her eyes. "I want to try. I don't – want to wait. If I do, I'm going to lose my nerve," she said self-deprecatingly. "Let's do this."

Maura took her time undressing Jane, stopping frequently to drag her palms over goosebump covered skin and soothe trembling hands with kisses. She eventually laid Jane down on the bed, her underwear discarded on the side of the bed as she climbed atop her thighs and leaned down to kiss her softly, insistently, hands framing her cheeks and hair creating a wall around them. Jane threaded her fingers through her hair as her leg draped around the back of her thigh and drew them closer together. Maura grabbed her leg to hold it in place as she gently rocked against her, bemoaning the fact that she was still mostly clothed aside from her skirt currently getting wrinkled on the floor; however, her unbuttoned blouse, understated nude bra and dark colored thong seemed to thrill Jane though as her fingers slipped out of her hair and restlessly dragged down her neck and chest to settle around her waist.

Maura hitched Jane's leg higher on her thigh and rolled her hips again, feeling Jane's arousal paint her thigh as she pushed against her again. She leaned down to press kisses against her cheek and jaw, migrating to her ear as she panted quietly and nipped at the lope. "I'm going to make you orgasm with my fingers, then my mouth, and then I'm going to make you come again as I…I believe it's called 'popping your cherry?' How does that sound?"

Jane whimpered and her hands clenched around Maura's waist as she started grinding down on her thigh. Maura covered her mouth with her own as she slipped two fingers into her wet cunt, muffling the moan Jane made as she started a slow, purposeful pace and made sure to hit the spongy front wall on each curl of her fingers. She steadfastly avoided Jane's clit, ignoring the unsatisfied little grunts and insistent way she twisted her hips to try and get any pressure on her clit in favor of a slow build up that she knew from previous experience would leave Jane limp and ready for more.

She gradually sped up her pace until her forearm was burning from the exertion, moving her thigh behind her hand to lend herself more leverage and take some of the strain while she sucked a dark bruise into Jane's collarbone. She smiled against her skin when she felt her sex begin to clench and Jane's heel dug hard into her thigh, hips stuttering brokenly as Maura finally pressed her thumb against her clit and rolled the pad around the straining bud until she felt a small gush of fluid around her fingers as they were squeezed by Jane's muscles.

As Jane came down from her orgasm, Maura scooted down her sweaty frame, stopping here and there to nip and suck bruises into her skin until she was nestled between her legs and began cleaning up the remnants of her orgasm from her thighs. Jane murmured above her and fingers threaded loosely through Maura's hair, directing her back toward Jane's sex. She licked her skin languidly, teasing with broad strokes that covered her labia and quick flicks against her clit, dipping into her cunt briefly for a more concentrated taste of her arousal before slipping away and nosing against her clit again.

"Maur," Jane moaned. "You're being a goddamn tease." Maura chuckled, slipping her hands around Jane's hips to hold her in place as she painted another broad stoke over the length of Jane's sex before focusing her attention on her clit, sucking it into her mouth and rolling her tongue over the stiff bud until Jane was moaning loudly and her hands were pulling almost painfully on her hair.

"Oh – fuck, God I'm – Maur, I-"

Jane stiffened and bore down, and Maura made a happy sound as she felt fluid gush from her again, moving quickly to catch as much as she could in her mouth while rolling rough circles over her clit with her thumb to draw out her orgasm as long as she could. Jane cried out loudly before falling limply back against the bed and pushing weakly on Maura's head. Maura pulled back but stayed down where she was, resting her chin on Jane's thigh as she watched her chest rise and fall in an effort to draw air into straining lungs, nipples pebbled in the air and abdomen quivering with the force of her orgasm.

"Maur?" Came Jane' quiet question a couple minutes later, along with a gentle hand pulling weakly on her hair.

Maura untangled the fingers from her hair and kissed the tips, setting her hand on the bed and getting on her knees. "Do you still want this?"

She waited for dark eyes to find hers and searched them for an answer, satisfied when Jane nodded and tilted her lips up in a lopsided, teasing smile. "I could go all night, babe."

"I don't doubt that normally, detective," Maura retorted playfully. "However, I think after this one, you'll want to sleep. Roll over?"

Jane limply flopped onto her stomach, pillowing her head on her hands, and Maura slid a pillow beneath her hips then sat back and studied her for a moment. Muscles coiled and released under smooth skin, the rangy line of her torso tapering into a narrow waist and firm thighs and athletic, muscular calves that all moved and flexed restlessly. "Maur?"

"You have an exquisite muscular structure, Jane." Maura's hand ghosted over Jane's shoulders, down the faint impression of muscle on her ribs and paused at the dimples just above her ass. "These are especially nice," she husked, running a finger over each dimple and smiling when Jane shuddered.

She let her hand trail down to Jane's ass, taking each cheek in her hands and massaging the tense muscle for a moment. "Just relax, I promise I'll be gentle. And if you find you don't like it, just say so and we can stop."

Jane hummed an affirmation and Maura got off the bed briefly, fishing a bottle out of the bedside table before kneeling between Jane's spread legs again. She leaned over, brushing kisses down her spine and across the top of her backside as she started massaging it again and slowly felt Jane relax into the mattress. She reached out blindly and grasped the bottle of lube, uncapping it and pouring a generous amount on her index and middle fingers. She slid down the bed a little more and splayed a hand over the small of Jane's back as she slid her lube covered fingers down the length of Jane's crack, letting her get used to the sensation and watching her shift uncomfortably.

"It's cold," Jane muttered.

"Just give it a minute. Still okay?"

"Yeah."

Maura kneaded her back and then slid her hand down to her ass, pulling on the fleshy muscle so she could see what she was doing. Her finger circled the tight ring of muscle slowly and she grabbed the bottle of lube again, erring on the side of caution as she drizzled some more on her fingers and Jane's rim.

"Relax, darling." Jane grunted when Maura started pressing against the ring of muscle firmly and Maura hummed soothingly, kneading her ass until she felt her go loose and pliant again. She felt her finger breach the tight ring of muscle and let it rest there for a moment, feeling Jane clench and listening to her elevated breathing.

"You're doing so well, Jay." She leaned down to kiss a dimple at the base of her spine. "Take a deep breath for me?"

She gently worked her finger a little deeper with each breath Jane took, letting her dictate the pace as she made barely noticeable rocking motions with her finger. Her free hand slipped between Jane's hips and the pillow she was resting on, finding her clit and lightly circling it. Jane jumped and Maura paused. "Are you alright?"

"Just – startled." Jane's voice was strained, her hands gripping the sheets under her head firmly.

Maura's brow furrowed in worry. "Does it hurt? Do you need me to stop?"

"No, no," Jane assured her. "It's just weird. Not bad, but – full? I kind of feel like I need to push but…"

"That's normal. There's no discomfort though?"

"Nope; just keep doing what you're doing, Maur." Jane wiggled her butt enticingly and Maura breathed out a chuckle.

She started circling Jane's clit again and carefully started pushing with her other finger, setting a slow pace as she talked to Jane lowly. "Just relax, darling; keep yourself loose for me. You're doing so well, taking me so well. I'm going to make you orgasm like this, and maybe I'll give you another for being so good for me if you aren't too tired. Would you like that?"

Jane moaned lowly and pushed back against her with her limited leverage. Maura pressed more firmly against her clit and her lubed finger slid smoothly in and out of her ass, pulling grunts and low moans out of Jane as she worked her closer to orgasm. Jane's shoulders flexed as she ripped at the sheets under her head and strained toward Maura's hands, shuddering into a slow orgasm that broke over her and left her completely boneless and sated in its wake.

She seemed to melt into the sheets as Maura coaxed a few lingering judders from her hips with a slow roll of her fingers around her clit, easing her finger out of her ass with the distracting motions and taking her time to make sure Jane was comfortable before getting off the bed and striding into the ensuite. She reappeared a minute later, hands freshly washed and a warm cloth in hand to find Jane in the same position, head tipped to the side so hazy brown eyes could watch her walk to the bed.

"Y're still dressed," she slurred drowsily.

"It would appear so, yes." Maura smiled down at Jane, running her fingertips down her back as she gently washed the excess lube from Jane's skin and dragged the duvet up over her hips. She pulled her blouse off and draped it over the chair in front of her vanity, stepping out of her underwear and letting her bra fall by the way so she could climb naked beneath the covers with Jane and hold her close. Jane nestled her head beneath Maura's chin, long arm looping heavily over her waist as she murmured incoherently under her breath. "Are you okay?"

"M'fine, just….tired now." Jane yawned and Maura poked her gently.

"Can we talk about this before we go to sleep? I just want to know how it felt for you, if you were comfortable with everything I did and that there are no lingering effects."

Jane grumbled as she pulled away and propped her head up on her hand, pushing her curls out of her face. "It was…different. Not bad, and I have nothing to measure it against, but – I think-"

Jane looked away and her skin darkened slightly as she plucked at the sheets under her. "I wouldn't mind trying it again," she admitted softly.

Maura chanced a cautious smile, curling her hand behind Jane's ear to tuck some wild curls behind her ear. "Really?"

"Yeah. I, ah, it was intense. Like, in a strapping into a rollercoaster way. Or, that feeling when you first kiss someone?" Jane's eyes tightened as she rolled the comparison around and she nodded shortly. "Yeah, like that. The anticipation and fear and excitement and – everything, all rolling around inside you until you think you might throw up, but then it turns out to be really nice and you want to do it again. That feeling."

Jane bit her lip and Maura smiled more broadly, dimples flashing. "I'm glad to hear it, Jay. Thank you for trusting me."

Jane's smile was immediate and sure. "Always."

So, this is almost 6k worth of smut. Granted, there's a facsimile of plot swimming around there, but still. Remember guys, keep the prompts coming if you want more smut from these ladies!

Rayzerup – If you're taking requests, I think kinky side of JaneMaura might be into anal

Guys, seriously, if you haven't checked out Senua's Sacrifice, do it. I'm not even joking, drop whatever else you're doing, and go watch at the very least the last like, twenty minutes of the game. It is…I'll put it this way. It takes a lot for me to cry for anything, and I was legitimately sitting there with tears running down my face for the last cutscene because it was so poignant. Watch it. Learn something. Mental illness, broadly, is something that is still largely not understood today and this opens the way they experience the world so much, and is so well fucking put together and such…ugh. The feelings I have for this game cannot be put into words.