Empty take out containers and half filled wine glasses littered the coffee table. The Red Sox on the TV but on mute.
"Are you trying to butter me up?" Maura asks into the soft skin of Jane's neck, leaving a kiss.
Jane pulls back, "What? Noooo…. Why would I need to do that?" playfully, indignantly. Her fingers are tracing lazy circles on Maura's warm skin, her back, her sides. They lay stretched out along Jane's couch. Maura half on top of Jane, their legs tangled together, Jane's toes cold on Maura's calves.
Maura props herself up to look in Jane's chocolate brown eyes, "Oh, I don't know…maybe Rizzoli family dinner is tomorrow and you think I'm nervous?"
"Aren't you?"
Maura sighs and tucks her face back into Jane's neck. "I've been to Rizzoli family dinner before," she mutters, "Why should I be nervous?"
Jane chuckles, Maura can feel it rumble in her chest. "Oh, I don't know…" mirroring Maura's earlier words, "'cause we're going as girlfriends, as a couple, not just best friends, you are going as my one and only, and well, my mother can be overbearing and overenthusiastic and hopefully totally excited for us…" Jane trails off, her hands still on Maura's back.
Maura sits up, pulls Jane with her. They maneuver so they are facing each other cross-legged on the couch. Maura holds Jane's hands in her lap.
"Jane? Are you nervous?" Maura hooks her fingers gently beneath Jane's chin, bringing her eyes up.
Jane's eyes are wide. Maura looks, tries to puzzle out the different emotions she sees there. Love, for sure, apprehension, a little bit of fear but mostly love, tenderness, so much love it threatens to overwhelm her, she can feel her eyes welling up. Before it can, Jane's eyes begin to crinkle and a smile slowly creeps onto her face.
Jane grabs Maura's fingers from under her chin, kisses them softly. "Hey, stop it, I know what you are doing. Trying to figure out what I'm thinking just by looking into my eyes. Oh, Maura," Jane sighs, "Don't you know you see everything already, you don't have to guess."
Maura can't help smiling, pulling her hand away from Jane's soft lips and playfully swatting her shoulder.
"Alright, alright." Jane says between laughs, grabbing Maura's hands into her lap. "I am trying to butter you up. I am a little nervous about tomorrow. And I am hoping to get lucky tonight. You know we both sleep better after we…"Jane ducks her head, a blush creeping up her neck.
Maura squeezes Jane's hands, absently rubbing the scars on her palms, a blush creeping up her own cheeks. Grinning, "Yeah well…you can always butter me up. I am also a little nervous about your mother tomorrow and of course you're getting lucky tonight."
Maura raises her eyes from their joined hands to find Jane looking at her with nothing but adoration in her eyes; tears leaking slowly down the sides. Jane leans forward, kisses Maura softly on the lips and pulls her into a tight hug.
She whispers in her ear, "My family loves you, I love you," a sniffle, "we'll be good."
"I know, I know," Maura smiles into the warm skin of Jane's neck, "I love you, too." She turns her head to capture Jane's lips in a fiery kiss, running her hands in big circles on Jane's back.
Jane groans into Maura's mouth as their tongues meet. Jane pushes Maura back until they are lying flush against each other along the squishy cushions on the couch. Maura can't help stretching like a cat as Jane drags her lips down her neck and into the open neck of her blouse, along the sensitive skin of her collarbone.
Maura brings her hands back down to Jane's warm back, her fingers tracing shoulder muscles, down to the bare skin at her waist.
"So, we'll talk more about this tomorrow?" Maura asks with a laugh deep in her chest.
"Mhmm," as Jane moves up to kiss Maura senseless, her tongue soft and slow.
"Take me to bed." Maura demands breathily, dragging her hands up to hold Jane's face, looking into her desire clouded eyes.
"Mhmm," Jane answers absently leaving one more kiss before hauling Maura up from the couch and pulling her down the hall, their fingers tangled, shutting off lights as they go.
Facing each other in the dim light, they quietly, gently help each other with shirts and belts and zippers until they are almost frantic for their skin to touch. Finally they fall in a jumbled heap on the bed, all warm skin and pounding hearts, searching eyes and fingers.
Looking up, Jane sees Maura with her head thrown back, her eyes clamped shut as Jane's hands, fingertips wander down the soft skin of her belly and then lower. Her hand stills long enough for Maura to pry her eyes open, blinking lustily, she croaks, "What?"
"You are so beautiful…" Jane murmurs huskily.
Maura reaches her hands down to pull Jane's face towards her, "Then touch me, you are driving me crazy." She drags out 'crazy' so it vibrates against Jane's lips, which only serves to turn her on more.
At the first gentle stroke between Maura's legs, her hips buck off the bed and Jane knows it is only a matter of time because Maura plunges her tongue hotly into Jane's mouth, her hands all over her skin. Finally a groan starts deep in Maura's belly as her climax whooshes through her, she arches her back, holds onto Jane tightly, her skin damp with perspiration.
Breathless, "Jane?"
"Hmmmm?" Vibrates from her breast where Jane is kissing the soft skin there.
"I love you."
"I know, sweetie." Jane gasps as Maura suddenly flips Jane over onto her back, her lips leaving a trail of heat down Jane's body.
"Your turn," she murmurs into Jane's sensitive hipbone, trailing kisses even lower, a sigh escapes Jane's lips.
Later as they try to untangle sheets, go to the bathroom, drink water, Maura can barely keep her eyes open, and lays splayed across the most of the bed, a smile on her face.
Jane comes bounding back into the bedroom, whips the covers back and climbs in quickly. Maura's groan at the draft is silenced by a kiss from Jane's warm lips. She pulls the covers up around them and wraps her body around Maura's.
"You good?" She asks kissing Maura sweetly on the temple.
"Mhmm," Maura murmurs reaching out to shut off the light. Feeling Jane's heartbeat even out almost immediately, Maura closes her eyes and gives into sleep. They'd worry about Angela Rizzoli tomorrow.