It Takes Two To Tangle
Chapter 8
Here's where our story comes to an end. The rating for this chapter goes up to M. Thanks for all the comments and critiques. Keep them coming. I have made changes to stories based on reader suggestions. Also, after posting, nearly all chapters have been revised slightly, so if you want to take a second look, you may find something new.
Jane texted Maura to let her know she was on her way back. It was nearly 6:00 pm when she pulled in front of her apartment. Spent, she lumbered up the stairs with her bag, a case of beer, and two bottles of wine in tow. The day warranted a trip to the liquor store, but once she arrived home, Jane felt too tired for a drink.
She fumbled for her keys and exclaimed, "Shit!" when she couldn't find them. She put the case of beer on the steps and began to dig deeper into her jacket pocket. She pulled out a small piece of paper with her keys and unfolded it. It read, in Maura's perfect handwriting, "There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." Jane instantly recognized the quote from Anais Nin. She smiled, and knew Maura must have slipped it into her pocket during breakfast. Her heart was drumming against her ribs as she finally got into her apartment and dialed Maura.
"Hey Maur, I'm home and I'm more tired than a one legg-"
"Jane, don't say it." Maura interrupted. "Do you want to cancel for tonight?" Maura bit her lip; she'd understand if Jane were too tired, but hoped her friend would still want her over for pizza and movie night. Maura reveled in the idea of snuggling close to Jane on the couch, the warmth from the detective's body seeping into hers.
"No, were still on. I just need to shower."
There were a few seconds of dead air as Maura imagined Jane naked and covered in soap. She wanted Jane, and her breath hitched as she wondered what it would be like to be in that shower with her.
"Maura, you still there? Earth to Maura."
The woman on the other end of the line cleared her throat. "OK. I'll be there in an hour."
Jane smiled as they said their goodbyes. She was beyond tired, but she wanted to see Maura; longed to see Maura. As crazy as she sometimes made her, she was also the one person who made Jane feel like everything was going to be alright no matter what.
Jane put the cold beers and chilled wine into her fridge before jumping into the shower.
The water and soap cascaded down her long body, resting her head against the wall, she felt like she could wash the day down the drain and start off fresh. She swallowed hard, "Fresh with Maura." The thought made her smile, and made her a bit nervous.
Her desire for her co-worker, her best friend frightened her. "What if it doesn't work? Ugh…..what if it does? This could get complicated, but what the fuck else is new?"
After drying off and sliding into her most comfortable pair of holey sweats, she lit a few candles, and cued up a movie for the pair to watch. She flopped down on the couch, arranging the pillows under her shoulders and around her head. She was about to drift off when the loud knocking on her door woke her up. Jane skidded across the floor, looking through the peephole and frowning when she saw Frankie on the other side.
"What the Hell are you doing here? How did you even know I was back?"
Jo Friday struggled uncomfortably in the man's arms. "I called Maura, I was going to ask her to take Jo, but she said you were back early. Janie, Tommy and Louie asked me to go fishing with them in the morning. I can't watch her all weekend."
He gently handed the furry package to his sister as he pushed into her apartment. He looked around the living room, with its dimmed lights, lit candles and drawn blinds.
"Woohoo, Janie's got a hot date!" He teased as he punched her arm.
Just then, fast walking, booted heels clicked up the stairs. Frankie's eyes widened and he looked as if someone had switched a light on inside his head.
"Hi Maura. When we talked I didn't know you'd be coming by." His tone and the knowing look he gave Jane told her she was in for a royal teasing.
Maura smiled, "Yes, Jane and I watch movies and order out every Friday."
"Oh, so you eat out every Friday?" He raised his eyebrows questioningly.
Jane choked; she saw where this was going and took speedy action. "Thanks for taking care of Jo. Enjoy your fishing trip." Jane grasped Frankie's shoulders, spun him around and practically pushed him out the door.
Jane leaned against the door rubbing her forehead. Maura smiled and hung her coat and purse on the nearby rack. "Welcome home, Jane." Maura wrapped her arms tightly around the other woman. Jane exhaled with relief, all the tension flowing out of her body.
The room was quiet; the candles flickered and cast shadows on the walls. Maura could feel a gentle pulse of electricity spin between their two bodies. When they pulled away from one another, Maura grasped one of Jane's unruly curls and was running it in between her fingers.
"Is it over Jane?" There was a sweetness mixed sexiness in her voice that Jane had not heard before.
"Yeah Maur, it's over." Jane looked like she wanted to cry.
"You're a very strong woman Jane." Maura stepped closer to the other woman, their hips almost pressed together. Maura raised her right hand and pushed it through Jane's thick hair. When she reached the back of Jane's head she pulled her down, bringing their lips together and kissing her softly around her mouth.
Jane moaned. She felt her whole body prickle with the teasing touch of the M.E.'s mouth on her skin. It seemed like forever before Maura's lips pressed against hers again. Jane grabbed her friend's hips and pushed their bodies together. Maura yelped, but never broke contact with Jane. Her mouth moving towards Jane's neck, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
They kissed hungrily, bodies pressed close and hands discovering curves and dips that were previously only dreamed about. Maura slid her hands down Jane's body and undid her belt buckle and deftly unbuttoned her pants.
Jane nudged her backwards with her body until the back of Maura's knees came into contact with the front of the couch. One slightly rougher push and Maura fell on to the cushions taking Jane down with her. Jane was careful not to push her entire weight on top of her friend.
"Oh, fuck." Jane spat as Maura pulled her shirt up and began kissing her chest above her breasts.
Maura arched her back, pressing her hips harder into Jane's center. Breathless she responded back to Jane, "I…I can stop if you like."
"Oh God, no you will not woman."
Maura smiled seductively as she flipped Jane over and lowered Jane's zipper centimeter by centimeter.
"You're killing me Maur."
"And you are exaggerating." The doctor ignored the protests below her and continued to lower the zipper achingly slow.
Jane threw her head back against the cushions as Maura slid her hand into Jane's underwear. The detective bucked, and the doctor marveled at the wetness she found there. She dipped into it and spread it around and rubbed it into Jane's clit before removing the dripping digits.
"Christ, Maura."
Maura, straddling Jane, stared down at her like prey and proceeding to lick the juices from her fingers. Jane locked eyes with Maura and opened her legs slightly wider. Maura accepted the invitation, and quickly inserted two digits into Jane thrusting forcefully.
Jane husked, "Lift your ass Maura." Maura did as requested and Jane didn't hesitate with pulling her jeans open and inserting two fingers into Maura's soaked center. The woman above her literally rode her hand, slamming down on the fingers with each downward stoke. She reached down and massaged Jane's breasts through her shirt.
Jane and Maura maintained eye contact as their sweat soaked bodies worked in tandem until Jane, unable to hold back any longer, came with a shudder and a deep,"Ohhh." Maura continued to ride the fingers that stroked deep inside her, hitting her sweet spot with each thrust. Jane thought her wrist was going to break with the force, but she figured it would be well worth it.
Maura arched upward and came with only what Jane could describe as a growl. She fell forward, expelling Jane's hand, and breathing heavily into the detective's sweat slick neck.
"Jane, you still want to watch a movie?"
"No, no!" Jane huffed. "Thank you for the quote in my pocket by the way."
"You're welcome."
Jane didn't stir; she was still out of breath, running her hands up and down Maura's back as she tried to bring herself back down to earth. Maura turned her head slightly; her lips were just below Jane's earlobe. "Are we going to stay here all night, or are we going into the bedroom where I can make love to you properly?"
"Wow, that wasn't proper?" Jane asked innocently.
"Oh no, Jane, not at all. I have so much more I need to show you. You know it takes two to tangle, and I plan on getting you all caught up."
Maura hoisted Jane off of the couch by her hand and led her toward the bedroom.
"Maura sweetie, that's two to tango."
"Not the way I do it." She smiled as she pushed Jane down onto the bed.