Author's Note: So this one's a little bonus chapter because I thought both you and I deserved it. It's smut, yes... but I hope I dealt with first time sex in a sensitive way. A lot of people write Rizzles first sex scenes as explosive, and that both of them immediately knew what to do. Even a gay girl can be a bit 'wtf,' for their first time, so Jane is no exception. Rated M for sexual situations and language. Enjoy and please review.

oxoxoxo

Jane sighed and got up to answer the door. She peered through the peephole and saw a woman waiting patiently, looking around at the smart cars on Maura's drive. Her drive. Jane shook her head. She had to work that thought round a little more until she got used to it. Smirking, she opened the door to see a young attractive woman in business clothes. "Hi, you must be Jamie."

The brunette smiled, deep green eyes looking relieved. "Yes… Are you Jane?"

"Can't you tell?" Jane grinned and Jamie gave a shy nod.

"Yes, actually…" The businesswoman looked like she couldn't have been more than 25 and she was distractedly looking into the house.

"Here, I'll put you out of your misery," Jane smiled and walked over to the crib where Mia was playing with a soft plush rattle. "Come here, you," she scooped the baby up and smiled when the infant's face brightened as soon as her eyes focused on her mother.

"Hey there sweetpea," Jamie was trying not to cry as she held the child. Mia immediately pressed her head against her mother's chest, curling up her legs for more cuddles. "Was she good?"

"Best baby ever," Jane smiled. "Weren't you?" She touched Mia's little fingers with her own long finger and smiled as the infant babbled quietly into her mother's neck. "I hope you weren't too concerned about us taking her for the night. My mother had no choice." Jane held in the snort that automatically came with that statement.

Jamie smiled. "No, it's fine… a cop and a doctor? I can't really say no to that now can I?" It seemed Jamie knew that she and Maura were a couple before even they knew they were. She looked at the dog on the floor who was wagging her tail excitedly at the newcomer. "You have kids?"

Jane frowned. "Me?" She realized Jamie was being serious and spluttered. "No… No! Oh god no…" She shook her head frantically. "No…"

"Okay…" The young mother was a little confused at the outburst and nodded. "Well anyway… I better get this little one home." She nuzzled her child's hair with a soft smile. "And I can not wait to get out of these damn clothes."

"I know the feeling." Jane smiled.

"No you don't," came the little chirp from Maura who was busy tidying.

Jane laughed, rolling her eyes. "And so continues the everlasting argument of 'stop wearing your work clothes to bed.'" Jamie smiled patiently. Jane realized the young woman just wanted to leave and she gestured to wait a second. Finding a pen, and digging into Maura's purse, she pulled out her girlfriend's business card and jotted her own number down. "Here… should you need us again."

Jamie looked like she was about to collapse from relief. "Are you sure?"

"Positive," Jane grinned. "You've got a little heartbreaker there."

"And she knows it," Jamie grinned, swaying gently as her little girl began to fall asleep, busying herself by sucking on her tiny fist. "Thank you again."

"No problem," Jane nodded and jumped when she felt arms wrap around her waist as Maura poked her head round her lover's back.

"Hi…"

"You must be Maura," the other woman giggled slightly. "Nice to finally meet you."

"You too…" Maura nodded, smiling when she felt Jane sink further into her arms.

"Anyway, I better go." The young woman got a little uncomfortable and gratefully accepted Angela's help as the elder Rizzoli offered to help bring things to the car.

When they were gone, Jane quickly turned in Maura's arms and looked at the confused eyes twinkling back at her. "You went through my bag and gave her something…"

"Yes, yes I did…" Jane swayed them gently. "I gave her my number. And I needed paper."

"Why?" Maura frowned, a flash of jealousy overcoming her face.

Jane snorted and bent down to nuzzle Maura's forehead with her nose. "For a woman as bright as you are, you can be awfully stupid sometimes," Jane pecked Maura's frown, attempting to smoothen it. "Sweetie," she rolled her eyes. "I gave her my number and yours so if she ever gets stuck again we can look after Mia."

"You did?" Now the wrinkles moved to Maura's nose in a crinkle. "Really?"

"Yep," Jane smiled. "I liked this." Maura smiled back, her thumb stroking over Jane's cheeks. She leaned forward and kissed the brunette hotly.

Taken aback, Jane's eyes closed and she tightened her hold against Maura's waist, then up her spine. She pulled at Maura's bra strap teasingly. "Am…Am I still in a lot of trouble?" Maura asked, panting. It was as if she could still feel Jane's tongue against hers and she put a hand against her chest to steady herself.

"Lots…and lots of trouble." Jane flirted. She grabbed hold of Maura's waistband and pulled the belt loop of the blonde's skirt until Maura was in her arms again.

Maura sighed, accepting her fate. She wrapped her arms around Jane's strong shoulders and felt Jane close the distance before they kissed again, this time a little more frantically. "Tell… your…mother to…go," Maura gasped in between busses.

Angela's eyes widened when she heard and saw what her daughter was doing. She yelled out and covered her eyes and trying not to peer through her fingers when she entered the front door again. "I'm going…I'm going!" Angela didn't think she would ever see two people separate from each other so fast, but here it was. She chuckled at the blushes that were crawling up both chests. "Going…" She grabbed her bag, gave each woman a kiss on the cheek and hastily left the townhouse.

Jane turned to Maura with her mouth open. She shook her head, unable to talk and flopped down on the couch. "That didn't happen."

Maura sighed and sat down with her. "I suppose it's better than if you had your hand up my skirt."

"I nearly did," Jane chuckled. She felt Maura's head rest on her shoulder and moved her arm until it was wrapped firmly around the doctor's back.

"You still want to?" Maura smiled, licking at Jane's neck before sucking gently.

Jane groaned and spaced herself. She nodded slowly, looking at the blonde with shy eyes. Wordlessly, Maura stood up and took the brunette's hand in hers. She patted it gently, then pulled until Jane understood and stood up by herself. The walk to the bedroom was excruciating. It was Maura who sat on the bed first, followed by a shaky Jane who's legs were threatening to buckle. "Maura… I, I really do not know what I'm doing." She said it with great finality.

Maura sighed and looked at the two hands on her chest, pushing her away. "What do you mean?"

"As in hello? I'm straight. I don't sleep with women," her voice still held the husk that betrayed her desire. Maura quirked an eyebrow, then frowned.

"I don't fully understand, you're attracted to me, aren't you?" she said slowly.

"Yes but... I don't know what to do," Jane stressed, feeling a little panicked.

"Don't you masturbate?" The green eyes in front of her blinked innocently. Jane squirmed, crossing her legs on the bed.

"I'm not even gonna answer that," the brunette grumbled.

"I'll take that as a yes," Maura smiled gently and leaned forward to kiss her girlfriend's lips. Jane moaned into them and started to reciprocate until she pulled back. "Then do what you do to yourself… do that to me."

"Oh god…" Jane felt Maura hold her hands a little more firmly. She giggled slightly. "See… Usually, if I'm with a guy, I just… lie there. Or sit there…" She covered her face with another chuckle. "I can't fucking believe we're talking about this."

Maura tried a different strategy. She lay down and patted the space next to her. Jane tugged off her boots and her socks, then did the same, staring at the soft eyes in front of her. "Hi…"
Maura smiled and pulled the brunette forward for a kiss, wrapping one arm around Jane's neck. It was slow, at first… but desire won after a good few minutes after Jane became more acquainted to her girlfriend's lips and chin. Maura pulled back for a breath but Jane shook her head frantically and straddled the blonde, her knees resting either side of Maura's ribs as she probed at Maura's lips with her tongue. She tugged at the doctor's blouse, her fingers slowly picking the buttons free. "Maura…"

"Yeah…"

"I dunno… I don't-" She was cut off with a hard kiss as Maura sat up hastily, Jane now sat in her lap.

"Do whatever you want." Maura gripped each shoulder. "Do whatever you feel like doing, Jane… I'm yours." The words rung around in Jane's head as if someone had chimed the Liberty Bell over her head. Jane took a few settling breaths and pushed Maura down hastily and attacked the medical examiner's mouth with her own. Maura tried not to smile and soon the would-have-been smirk turned into a hot grimace, her lips parting to release a moan when she heard the last of her buttons ping off her blouse.

"I would say I'm sorry, but I'm really not," Jane mumbled into the woman's cleavage. She felt Maura arch her back and figured she was doing something right when she felt desperate hands grip at her ass.

They moved together, kissing and licking until Maura tugged the woman's t-shirt off. "Fuck…"

Jane pulled back in shock. "Did you just swear?"

"I talk dirty in bed, Jane. Get over it." Maura smiled. "The practice of graphic words and imagery during sexual intercourse heightens sensations."

Jane kissed the dark blonde haired woman to stop her. "I know…that's why people do it."

"Does it bother you?" Maura asked meekly, realizing she cared more about Jane's feelings than she would have if it were someone else. In answer, Jane began to slowly trail her hand up Maura's skirt, feeling a bare thigh in her hand. She squeezed, then went further up. She reached what felt like panties and tried not to freeze. "Oh shit, Jane…" Fingers halted against the silk but Jane finally laughed and kissed against Maura's neck.

"What does that tell you?" The detective husked.

"Mmm… I don't exactly know, but keep going, that's good," Maura's demanding hand grabbed Jane's arm and pushed it further. Jane gulped and realized she needed distracting. Helpfully, Maura reached back and unclipped her bra, releasing her breasts from their confinement. The cop moaned at the sight and suddenly her own pants were causing too much pressure. So this was why guys got so flustered. She growled and undid the button to her fly before ripping the trousers off her legs and throwing the dark jeans over to the other end of the room.

Maura grinned as the woman settled back in her arms, their lips connecting once more. She felt impatient hands hike up her skirt and let Jane do exactly what she wanted. Thighs tangled together and the detective lifted herself up, holding herself up with her left arm, wanting to pay attention to Maura's breasts. She bent down suddenly and took a cherry blossom colored nipple into her mouth. Dancing eyes looked up at Maura and the blonde felt proud at the sudden boost of confidence in Jane's attitude.

A loud moan suddenly escaped her when she felt a hard suck. Looking down, she gripped Jane's head in her hands and saw those same eyes, peering at her with both fascination and mirth. Jane sucked again, harder this time almost determined to leave a bruise. She let go, and they began to kiss again when finally Maura reached down, unbuttoned her skirt and pulled both it, and the panties off in one quick tug. She was now naked, and lying underneath Jane Rizzoli caused her heart to beat rapidly in her chest. Reaching up, she began to stroke Jane's face, trying to clear the fear from her eyes.

"You've done this before… Haven't you?" Jane asked, her nostrils flaring slightly with jealousy.

Maura whispered. "I went to college, Jane.. I got drunk sometimes…"

The brunette's mouth widened. "I thought that was a cliché?" Maura shrugged with a giggle.

"Oooh, Maura getting girly sex in college," Jane warbled and received a playful slap to her ass. She looked up to dark, wide pupils.

"Fuck me, Jane… no more talking." Maura slowly brought Jane's hands into her own and guided the inquisitive fingers to her sex, skipping past trimmed hair. Jane's eyes widened when she felt wetness greet her fingertips and she held in a gasp.

"I…Uhh…" The cop halted and played with the new but familiar texture in her hands. Curls… slickness, heat. Maura pulled Jane down for a long kiss.

"I love you," the blonde murmured and Jane blinked herself out of her reverie. She entered her girlfriend quickly, happily covering Maura's mouth with her own to drown out the long whine. She felt a long suck on her tongue and groaned, suddenly straddling the woman's thigh.

"I… I love you too," she groaned, and thrusted, finally finding her confidence. "Heh… weird."

"Shh," Maura laughed, then felt her lover's fingers move. That's my girl, She smiled to herself, and once again, felt her face contort into a grimace as she felt the pleasure soar through her body. Jane had begun to thrust hard against her thigh, and the women moved together, their speed picking up the more sensations they felt. They rocked together, panting and gasping. Their mouths crashed together clumsily but they didn't care.

This was the kind of love-making both women cherished, and for Jane, the sound of Maura's moaning made her think she was pretty good at this. Maybe Maura had been right… Maybe she just didn't know who or where she was supposed to be having sex.

Maura's hips smacked into her hand and as they sped up, Jane bucked faster on the toned thigh.
In all honesty, Jane had never felt like this during sex. Never. Sometimes men would hit the right spot, and then suddenly trail off. Here she had the upper hand, and she knew what she was doing. She did know. It was like a dark primitive urge. Rub here, thrust there. And it completely worked.

Sweat dripped off both of their bodies and Jane had to tear away from Maura's shoulder, her body slanted, when she felt her nipple being taken between teeth. Maura tugged and Jane yelled, rubbing herself harder, thrusting into her girlfriend faster with two fingers, a thumb on the now hard bundle of nerves between Maura's legs.

It took Maura by surprise, but she felt the warm pressure settle deep inside her, then cried out around Jane's breast as she convulsed. "Oh god… " she moaned out, her pants lessened, but Jane carried on until she too finally collapsed down onto Maura's chest, groaning in defeat when her orgasm slammed through her.

Suddenly, after a moment of silence, Jane heard Maura chuckling. She immediately lifted her head and peered at the experienced doctor with worry evident in her eyes. "Did I… was it wrong?"

Maura hushed her, shaking her head with a gentle sobbing laugh. She covered Jane's lips with her thumb and smiled. "I just can't believe that a virgin gave me the best sex I've ever had."

"I'm not a virgin," Jane grumbled and snuggled closer, feeling completely embarrassed.

"I don't care if you are or not," Maura sighed. "I think I'll keep you." She looked at the ceiling as Jane finally rolled off and they both shared a quiet moment, contemplating what had just happened. "Wow…"

Jane continued to stare at the intricate brushstrokes of the paintwork above her. She jumped when Maura's hand slipped into hers and that was when she lost it. Maura heard the sob and opened her arms, then Jane crawled into them and she nuzzled the pale breasts gently, letting out the tears of cooped up frustration coupled with relief.

"This is crazy," Jane whispered when she was finally able to talk.

"I like crazy. I am one." Maura whispered and kissed Jane's head. The brunette's head popped up when she felt kisses dotting around her torso before moving further down.

"M-Maura…"

"Yes," the blonde muttered as she swirled her tongue around a mole just below her belly button.

"What… are.. .you doing?" She panted, attempting to push Maura's head away. "I don't like that…"

The doctor sighed and rested her chin on Jane's hipbone. "Do you trust me?"

"Always," Jane's voice broke, "But-" She cut herself off with her own long groan as Maura tasted her, pulling up the bedding slightly to cover her own head. "Oh my fucking god," the brunette's hips left the bed but Maura held her tight. After a few licks the blonde pulled away.

"Still don't like it-" Maura's question was muffled as Jane frantically pressed her head against her. Maura grinned and the two continued to "accidentally" make love until the sun started to shine through the light blinds. Both women shuffled hastily into their sleeping positions, knowing they now only had three hours of sleep before they needed to get up for work.