And you don't wanna sleep with me

Chapter 4- The Morning After Part 1

Rating: M

Disclaimer:
1.) If I owned the series, Rizzoli & Isles would be dating each other and not some douchebags like this Ian guy.
2.) Maura and Jane do date douchebags like this Ian guy in the series.
3.) Conclusion: I don't own Rizzoli & Isles :-(

A/N: Here's chapter 4, I hope it's worth the wait (sorry 'bout that, I was sick and didn't really feel like writing, but now I'm fine again :-)

Maura awoke to the feeling of strong, tanned arms being wrapped around her from behind. Arms that obviously belonged to one Detective Jane Rizzoli. Now, it wasn't uncommon for Maura and Jane to wake up like that, spooning each other, but this morning was different anyway. It's the morning after we made love for the first time... Wait, love? Does Jane love me? And do I love her?

Maura glanced at her alarm clock: 5:30 a.m., the time she usually got up. Well, I wouldn't mind staying like this a little longer, but my vesica urinaria should be emptied. Now, how do I get up from this bed without waking Jane?

The M.E.'s thoughts were interrupted by her Detective friend stirring behind her. "Jane? Are you awake?"

"No," came the dry reply, and Maura knew without looking that Jane was rolling her eyes. "Course I am, you kicked me!"

"Did I? I'm sorry."

"M-hm... Any ideas how to make it up to me? Ya know, I don't like wakin' up at 5 in the morning."

"It's already 5:32," Maura pointed out, mainly to distract herself from the shudder that ran down her spine at the sound of Jane's voice, which was even huskier than usual.

"Whatever. Still too early."

They lay in silence for a moment, then Maura spoke again: "As a matter of fact, I do have some ideas."

"You do?"

"Yes. But I have to go to the bathroom first."

"..."

"Jane, I can't go to the bathroom if you're holding me this tight."

"Oh." The Detective reluctantly let go and watched the M.E.- or, more specifically, Maura's shapely backside- leave the room. So what does this mean? Are we 'together' now or was this just a one-time thing? Damn, it's way too early in the morning to think about stuff like that. But we'll have to answer that question some time... Why does love have to be so friggin' complicated sometimes?

The sound of the toilet being flushed briefly interrupted Jane's thoughts before they returned in full force. Wait, did I just think love? Well, I do love Maura... as my best friend, that is. And the sex was amazing. So, friends with benefits? Forget it Rizzoli, that one never works. Jane groaned and closed her eyes, but sleep wouldn't come back. I'll go check on Maura, she decided, got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom where she knocked on the door: "Maur?"

The bathroom door opened to reveal a very naked Maura Isles. "You've arrived exactly on time, I was just about to take a shower. Care to join me?"

"Uhh... well... okay..." Wow. Maura in lacy underwear is hot, but Maura not wearing any underwear is... too hot for words. I'll never say anythin' bad about yoga again.

"Good. But if I were you, I'd take of my underwear first."

"Yeah... good idea." Get a grip Rizzoli! Once her sports bra and panties were lying on the floor, Jane looked back at Maura and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "What? It's like 6 in the morning and I'm kinda distracted here!"

"I can't imagine why..."

Hey, when did she get so good at sarcasm? That's my part! "Well, maybe 'cause there's a sexy as hell Medical Examiner standing in front of me, askin' me to take a shower with her?"

Maura's reply consisted of turning around and stepping into the shower. Jane quickly joined her and hugged her from behind like she'd done in bed earlier that morning. The way the Detective's body pressed into hers almost had Maura moaning, but she quickly reminded herself of what she'd promised Jane a few minutes ago. "I'm gonna make it up to you now."

"Huh?"

"I accidentally woke you by kicking you, remember?" With that, Maura wiggled out of Jane's embrace and spun around, pinning the brunette against the shower wall. Standing on her tiptoes she kissed her Detective until they had to pull away for oxygen. "Jane, do you trust me?"

"Course I do, why?"

Maura's hands stroked down Jane's arms, her hips, and the outside of her thighs. "Spread your legs", she whispered, slowly kneeling down on the shower floor while running her fingers further down Jane's long legs and then back up on the inside until they reached their goal. "You're wet", she stated. "And not just from the shower."

"Mauraaa," Jane said through gritted teeth. "Stop teasing."

"Relax, Detective." Maura smirked up at the impatient Detective before removing her fingers and replacing them with her mouth.

The back of Jane's head hit the shower wall. "Fuuuck." I've never really enjoyed guys goin' down on me, but this is completely different. In a very, very good way. "Maur-"

With the water cascading down on her rather loudly and completely focused on the task of pleasuring Jane, Maura wasn't sure if the Detective wanted 'more' or had simply attempted to say her friend's name. She decided to try the first one and sped up the movements of her tongue, causing Jane to moan and weave her fingers through wet blonde hair. "Maura... So close... Can you...?"

The question ended in another moan as Maura slid one of her fingers into Jane and gently moved it around. "You're so tight", she muttered against the Detective's core, not sure if Jane could actually hear it. "From which I conclude *lick*... that it's been a while *kiss*... since the last time you had sexual intercourse."

"What about... fuck... yesterday?" Jane asked in between pants.

"Oh, right..." The vibrations of Maura's chuckle against her sensitive nerve endings finally sent Jane over the edge, her inner muscles clenching around the M.E.'s finger and her knees giving way so that she ended up sitting on the shower floor at eye level with a very proud-looking Maura Isles.

A/N: Don't worry, Jane'll return the favor, I just divided this chapter into two parts 'cause is was so long.