The park bench is digging into her gluteus maximus, but all Maura can think about is the fact that Jane is sitting beside her... and that her head is slowly moving closer towards hers. Automatically, Maura's hands reach out to capture Jane's cheeks, but Jane's already moving away. Before she can think about it and weigh all the possibilities, her hands have gone the extra mile and captured the jaw of the retreating detective to pull her back in.
When their lips touch, a fire courses through their veins, burning through skin with an infectious desire. Jane gasps at the contact and automatically moves her hand to Maura's neck, pulling her closer into the embrace.
Maura's mind went blank at the first meeting. Consumed entirely by the moment, she almost didn't recognise the craving for more lodging itself in her chest cavity. The fact that Jane was responding sent shivers down her spine and her flesh broke out into goosebumps.
At last, Jane pulled away and rested her forehead against Maura's with her eyes closed, teeth softly biting her bottom lip, tears threatening to leak out of the corners of her eyes. "Maura," she whispered softly, lovingly.
The doctor moved away briefly, just long enough to plant a kiss on the tip of Jane's nose. "Jane," she sighs, almost purring with the sense of contentment flowing through her.
"I don't know how to do this," Jane admits, opening her eyes to gaze into Maura's.
"We don't have to know how to do anything, Jane. We just have to be willing to dive into it together, and if we can do that, I have no doubt that we can do anything we want."