Maura sat straddling Jane's lower back, a pen in between her teeth and one in either hand. She tilted her head to the side as she tried to decide what to draw. She thought about the Parisian skyline, "Starry Night" by Van Gogh, a field full of daisies, but she knew Jane probably wouldn't want something so sweet on her.

"Maura, just draw something... anything."

Maura grabbed the pen out of her mouth and slouched. "I don't know, Jane. I want to draw something you'll like, but everything I think of is ridiculously sweet."

"It doesn't matter, Maur. It'll just wash off tonight when we have a shower."

"We, huh?" Maura questioned.

"Well, yeah. There's no way I would be able to reach around that far and wash it all off completely."

"Oh," Maura whispered, feeling a little deflated.

"And so I can wash you too. All over." Jane enjoyed the mischievous giggle from Maura. "Just draw a scene; maybe like, where you'd like to go on a holiday."

"Ok," Maura squeaked, an idea popping into her head. She leant forward over Jane's upper back and drew a semi-circle with her orange pen. Next she drew the trunk of a palm tree in brown, and added bright green palm fronds. She scribbled some coconuts and added a small footprint in the sand. Next, with her blue pen, she drew in a calm blue wave and some others in the distance as she added in the horizon.

"Draw something down here, too," Jane instructed as she reached around to tap her lower back. Maura wriggled back over Jane's tush, still in the baggy sweatpants from earlier that day. Maura pulled them down a little just for her own enjoyment. She decided to continue the drawing from Jane's upper back so she sketched, in the foreground, a small sailboat and a cartoon Jane and Maura on the bow in bikinis. She giggled to herself as she got excited about the real Jane in a real bikini. One day, she thought to herself.

She also added a few fish and a dolphin jumping out of the water. She didn't want to hurt Jane's back by colouring in all the empty spaces with the hard tip of the pen, so she just thickened all of the outlines. She drew a couple of those generic in-the-distance birds, with a few fluffy clouds to finish it off. She sat up to admire her work, making sure that everything looked good and that there wasn't anything else to add. She smiled to herself and leaned over to press a kiss to the back of Jane's neck.

"Finished," she whispered as she leaned back up to grab the camera. She took a shot of each half and one of the whole thing, as well as one including Jane's pleasant smile at the top of the shot. She got off the brunette's butt and helped her sit up. Maura passed Jane the camera to look at the photos as she lay down on her tummy, ready for Jane to draw on her.

"Oh, Maura; that's really sweet." Maura smiled to herself as she pulled her hair to one side for Jane. "I like the little us," she finished as she placed the camera down and straddled Maura, preparing to draw a baseball field on her skin; but she stopped. She never realised just how many sweet little freckles Maura actually had, and it mesmerised her. She lightly dragged her fingers over them, imagining them as stars.

A thought occurred to her, and she immediately knew it was a better idea than her previous one. She picked up the pens and began sketching as best she could. Maura could feel Jane working and noticed that all she was doing was colouring in a section of her upper back with the one pen. "Jane, what are you doing?"

"Shhh, you'll see." Maura heard the smile in her voice and decided to trust her. "I was going to draw a baseball field, but I got a better idea."

"Oh, the baseball field would've been good."

"But not as good as this."

"Shall I guess?"

"No. You wouldn't get it anyway."

"Oh, really?" Maura asked, attempting to look over her shoulder to look at the smug detective.

"Ah, ah, no peeking," Jane ordered as she leaned over to cover up her drawing, to which she was adding more detail.

"I wasn't going to peek, cheeky." Jane sat back up as Maura rested her cheek back on the soft sheets of her bed. They'd just pulled the covers back and let them fall to the floor so that they could have the entire space of the mattress to flop over. It was so unlike Maura to have a rather messy bedroom like a teenager, but right now, in this moment of love and comfort with Jane, she didn't care.

It was fun, and that's all she cared about, not that it wasn't very adult like, or much like a grown up, because age didn't matter when it was just her and the person she loved. And she didn't care at all about what her colleagues or other work friends might think of their day-off adventures, because it didn't concern them, and she didn't need their permission or opinions on it. She liked the spontaneity of her interactions with the tough detective, who turned into the most loving and cute girlfriend whenever they were alone.

All Maura knew was that these moments turned out to be the happiest she felt she had ever had, because she wasn't anyone else but Maura; Jane's Maura. And she loved that feeling. She loved feeling her heartbeat race when Jane smiled at her, because now she could smile back instead of keeping all that love to herself. She loved looking in the mirror and shaking her head while she chuckled to herself because of the way she and Jane acted sometimes. It felt so exhilarating to feel so alive and loved.

"Maura?"

"Yes, Jane?" she answered, opening her eyes from her thoughts.

"I'm done."

"Oh, okay. Have you taken a photo?"

"Yeah... I think you fell asleep for a bit."

"Oh," she whispered sheepishly, for she was really just enjoying the moment. "Can I look?"

"Yep," Jane replied as she settled herself on her knees next to Maura. The doctor sat up and crossed her legs facing Jane. She took the camera as it was handed to her, smiling cheekily to herself as she glanced at Jane's breasts. It was odd, but nice, she thought, how within one day, they had become so comfortable around each other in such a lack of clothing.

When she looked at the photos of the picture on her back, her smile, however, vanished. It certainly was better than a baseball field. Across Maura's lower back was the same boat she'd drawn on Jane, only the two of them were facing the island, looking up into the night sky, full of stars and the bright moon in the top right. She smiled sweetly, a tear creeping out of the corner of her eye as she read the words wonkily written dot-to-dot style between her freckles: "I love you to the moon and back", an arrow pointing to the moon.

Maura looked up into the chocolate eyes of the brunette, a big cheesy grin spread across her face. "Oh, Jane; it's perfect." She reached out to caress the detective's cheek lovingly. Jane pressed into Maura's hand and leaned forward to kiss her. Maura's hand wrapped around Jane's neck and pulled her closer. Without detaching their lips, Jane moved forward, moving her legs as Maura did. Jane moved her legs either side of Maura's as she opened her crossed legs for Jane to sit in between. Jane rocked off her feet and sat snuggly in Maura's embrace, wrapping her legs behind the blonde.

Jane pulled back from the kiss to tuck Maura's hair behind her ears. "I didn't hurt you by colouring in the sky, did I?" she asked.

"I've gone through worse pain for you, Jane Rizzoli."

"I'm sorry."

"Jane," Maura tilted the detective's head up with her fingertips. "I'd do it all over again." Maura finished with a gentle kiss to Jane's forehead, before wrapping her arms back around the detective's neck, enjoying the scent of her hair. Jane smiled into Maura's as she wrapped her arms around Maura's waist; wrapping her legs a little tighter as well.

A/N: Hiya :) The pictures that I had J & M draw are a variation of the one that I always draw when I'm bored, so I liked the idea of putting it in here :) xo