Maura bit into her sandwich a smiled. Jane chuckled hoarsely and bit into her own. Jo Friday laid out on her back in the grass near the women. Jane sat in a cross legged fashion while Maura sat with her legs in front on her, her foot gentle playing along Jane's exposed shin.
The doctor wiped her mouth slightly with a napkin and cleared her throat, "Are we an item?" Jane nodded in response and shifted from her position and moved her foot to play with Maura's thigh.
Maura looked down at the game, "Is this Foot-play?"
"Footsie Maur," Jane laughed out.
Maura hummed in response chewing her last bite, she took a sip from her water to wash down the sandwich. Jane shifted closer and lay out on the grass pulling Maura down with her. Jo Friday moved onto the two women and lay in the crease on both of their sides where they met, barely any space between the two.
"What is one of your sexual fantasies, Maura?"
The medical examiner blushed and turned to look at the detective. "What? It's a legit question? Am I moving too fast? Because I feel like I can fly just being able to call you my girlfriend."
"I want us to wear matching garters for our first time."
"Why?"
"I don't really know. But I think you would be immaculate. The black lacy contrasting with your bare skin. I think if someone would to see they would believe we were gorgeous."
"Well, no one is going to see."
"That's fine, your turn to answer."
Jane turned her head away from the questioning look and coughed to clear her throat. "I kind of want you to make the first move."
Maura smiled and took Jane's hand, shifting up Jo Friday groaned and ran across Jane's stomach causing her to jump up slightly from the pain of dog claws in her abs.
"Sorry."
"S'not your fault."
"Is your stomach okay?"
Jane nodded pulling her shirt up slightly to see the angry red marks, Maura leaned down, pulling her hair behind her ear before kissing the marks. Jane swallowed hard and fell back onto the grass. Maura smiled and straddled her friend, her hand taking Jane's wrists from her sides and pulling them above her head.
"Does this make you uncomfortable?"
"Slightly, I don't like being bound. Memories," Jane's gaze saddened as Maura pulled her hands back; Jane kept her hand above her head.
"We are going to fix that. Let's play a game Jane."
"We're not teenagers anymore Maur."
"I know, but let's play Too Hot."
The detective's eyebrows furrowed in a question. "It's were we kiss, but we can't touch. First to touch loses and the winner gets to do whatever she wants to the loser."
"You're going to lose, Maur."
Maura chuckled as Jane sat up slightly, placing her hands at her side. Maura shifted on Jane's lap and let her forearms rest on Jane's shoulders. Maura moved first and kissed Jane, a tongue moved inside at the first inhale from the detective. Jane's fingers gripped into the grass and Maura's hands came off her shoulder's hovering in the air, fingers becoming fists.