A/N: Warning, some sexy scenes ahead.

Chapter 6 – The First Time

Jane woke up at 5.30am and looked down to find Lisbon asleep with her head on his chest and his arms around her. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept for so long. He reached over to the coffee table with his left hand and used the remote there to turn off the TV. She made a muffled sound and moved a little but soon settled back with her right hand across his stomach. He carefully moved her hair away from her face and studied her. This was a rare occasion for him, to see Lisbon so still like this. She looked at peace with herself and everything around her, so different to the intensity and impatience she sometimes displayed at work. He sighed heavily, overwhelmed by his love for her and couldn't help but plant a gentle kiss on her forehead. She stirred again and moved her right hand to his chest. He took her hand and kissed it tenderly. She made a small contented sigh and he smiled. Then he wondered if she thought she was lying next to Pike and a pang of jealousy hit him. He stopped and looked down at her again, trying to read her sleeping face. At that moment she opened her green eyes and smiled at him.

'Morning' she said sleepily. 'I thought you said it was rude to stare.'

For once in his life he couldn't think of a clever retort and instead merely kissed her lips gently. She smiled back at him, opening her mouth and kissing him back. He drew her in and kissed her harder, his right hand at her waist, gradually moving her t-shirt higher so he could feel the bare skin of her back. She breathed heavily and then moved apart from him for a second.

'This better not be another wind up' she muttered quietly. 'If it is, I'm going to punch you in the nose then shoot you.'

Jane smiled back and responded by pulling her close again and kissing her harder still, moving his lips expertly from her lips to her neck to her ear and moving his right hand further up her back, leaving her in no doubt that he was obviously not playing some game this time. She, in turn, began opening the buttons of his vest and then moved on to the buttons of his shirt, both now kissing each other breathlessly and urgently.

She moved so she lay on top of him, the feeling of how much he wanted her driving her on, kissing his neck and then pulling him up on his elbows, her lips entwined with his. She sat astride him and pulled him closer, removing his vest and shirt eagerly, stroking his back and kissing his chest. He moaned gently at her touch on his bare skin, the new sensation making him feel lightheaded. Their kisses intensified and he pulled her t-shirt over her head, marvelling at the sight in front of him for a second. He looked at her nervously, her smile encouraging him to move one hand tentatively to a breast, the other around her waist. He grew breathless at its feel against his fingers as he lightly touched it its roundness before squeezing it harder, glancing at her eyes to check she was as turned on as he was by the feel of it in his hand. He moved forward so his lips could kiss it through her bra, his tongue licking it and his teeth beginning to bite gently on it. He felt emotions stir within him that he had not felt in so long and his mind cleared of everything apart from the heady feeling he was experiencing. She threw her head back and lightly scratched his back at his contact and gasped again. More confidently, he moved the hand from her waist to her bra, released the clip and removed it.

A few minutes later, suddenly she was on her back, Jane's kisses raining down on every part of her body and she was momentarily breathless at the total abandon in his desire. She knew Jane was relentless once on a mission and for once she was thrilled by his obsessive nature. For a few minutes she tried to regain her bearings but his deft hands were all over her now, removing any remaining clothes from her, kissing, touching, licking and caressing her persistently. After a few minutes more, she couldn't control herself any longer and let her body explode with his touch, a little embarrassed by how quickly it took over her. Afterwards he slowed down a little, his kisses gentler, allowing her enough time to recover where she was finally able to take a deep breath. She reached for him and took his face in her hands, burying his lips in a long deep kiss, moving him back on the couch roughly so she was on top of him again. She reached down and opened his trousers and he tilted his head back and moaned quietly whispering her first name repeatedly at her touch as she removed his clothes. Once they were both naked he pulled her up closer to him again, the kissing between them becoming more passionate again until they made love for the first time.

Afterwards they lay there on the couch, their bodies intertwined, naked, sweaty and breathless.

Finally Jane spoke in a bright but still a little breathless manner. 'Oh good morning to you too, Teresa. Yes, it is indeed rude to stare but when you're looking at something as beautiful as you first thing in the morning it's difficult not to.' He looked down grinning at her naked form and planted a kiss on her lips.

Lisbon was immediately self-conscious and pulled the throw from the back of the couch over them both, blushing.

'Do you really think I haven't already stored that vision in my memory palace?'

After Lisbon punched him in the arm she lay with his arms around her, her head back on his chest.