A/N: So the prompt was actually "stripper AU"...and here we are.

"Do you think she'll be all right?"

"Maura, you said yourself, she'd be fine."

"I just feel badly that I didn't realize she was serious about wanting to try and leap-frog that parking meter…"

"Look," Jane laughed, settling onto her bed with a glass of wine. "Lydia's a dingbat when she's sober, right? Throw in some drinks and a bunch of crazy friends yapping at her to drink more at her bachelorette party, and something like this was bound to happen. By the way, thanks for abstaining with me."

"Solidarity is important," Maura said, sitting on the edge of the bed, tipping her own wine glass back at Jane now that they were safely off-duty. "As was proven by Lydia's friends staying at the hospital with her."

"Yeah, very touching."

"Do you mind if I shower?"

"What?" Jane groaned, chuckling a bit.

"I know you could care less about whatever bacteria we picked up at that dive posing as a bar, but I feel disgusting and I'm incredibly distracted by it. A quick shower would really put me at ease."

"Yeah, whatever, knock yourself out. I guess you could borrow some PJ's to change into, if you want."

Maura stood up with a smile, walking towards the top of the bed to place her glass on the nightstand. "Great! Thank you, Jane." She crossed her arms, preparing to lift her shirt up from the hem, but paused there and laughed to herself.

Jane's eyes were immediately drawn to the small amount of midriff that Maura was offering to her. "Something funny, there doctor?"

"Not really. I was just wondering how Tommy's bachelor party was going, and as I'm preparing to disrobe, and I further wondered if his friends had acquired the services of a stripper."

"Probably," Jane grunted. "They're all pigs."

"Oh, Jane." Maura quickly pulled her shirt up and off, and dramatically tilted her hips forward. "Not your taste?"

There had been a few instances where they'd undressed/dressed in each other's presence, like mornings after sleeping over at each other's places when they had an early call to get out. There was no time for modesty or embarrassment in these cases, and Jane hadn't found them particularly titillating or distracting.

But now Maura was standing in front of her in jeans and a very intricate-looking black bra, flipping stations on Jane's alarm-clock radio for something that seemed appropriately seductive. When she found it, she laughed and started rolling her hips again, running her hands down her stomach. Any doubts she'd had about Jane's feelings for her were eradicated by the way Jane's eyes were following her hands, glued to them as they traveled down a toned stomach and up to a beautifully displayed chest. Jane licked her lips, suddenly parched, as Maura reached up and shook her hair out of its ponytail.

"Maura…"

"Yes?"

"You're not about to, uh… rip those pants off, are you?"

In response to this, Maura smoothly got onto the bed and straddled Jane, who sat up a bit and uncrossed her legs. Rearing back on her knees, Maura continued the swaying motion of her hips, feeling drunk off the way Jane was looking at her. Eventually her fingers found their way to the button of her jeans, and once she unzipped them, she stared down expectantly at her friend. Appearing awestruck, Jane stared back in apprehension, not entirely sure how she ought to proceed.

"Put your hands on me, Jane."

Almost at once, Jane's hands were on Maura's hips. "What about all that um… bacteria?"

"If it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me."

Jane slid one hand up to Maura's back, cradling her as she flipped them over. She kissed Maura hungrily, and instantly felt lightheaded from the effect. She wasn't accustomed to having this, to having smooth skin at her fingertips and deliciously feminine moans coming from the person beneath her. There was something raw, something genuine about those sounds, and she slipped her tongue into Maura's mouth as if to try feeling them. She only tensed a bit when she felt Maura's hands shift up from her ass to the small of her back, tugging on the hem of her shirt.

When Jane broke off the kiss, Maura just bit her lip and grinned up at her. "Solidarity?"