Eek, I haven't updated in a long long time... Sorry. But this is a quick, short update.

"So last night." There he went again. Why couldn't he just shut up and leave her in peace. It was a scorching hot day today, which made her feel irritable at the best of times. Today no exception, and then there was Jane, arrogant as ever trying to push her buttons and make her tick. Whether his goal was to wind her up or actually get have a serious convesation, the latter not likely, Jane was just not giving up.

"What did happen last night?" He wasn't even looking at her, God damn that man. He wanted to appear as if he knew her so much that he didn't have to look out for her body signs.

"Nothing." Damn, why couldn't she remain quiet. He wanted a rise out of her and she gave him 'nothing.' Of course something happened last night, in fact many things happened last night. Images flashed through her mind, and she had to fight to keep the smile from her lips.

"How about I tell you what happened? See if I can jog your memory?" Jane stood up and waltzed round her desk even before she had time to protest. He placed his hand on her shoulders and squeezed ever so gently but enough to get a murmur from her throat. Then he let his hands slide forward, creeping down until...

"Jane! Stop it!" Lisbon sprang up, forcing the chair back to wind him in the stomach. She revolved on Jane, her face sporting a frown. His was pouting, actually pouting at being refused. Recovering speedily Jane stepped closer to Lisbon and caught a lock of hair in his hand. She had no choice but to stand and face him, the edge of her desk pressing ever so slightly into her back. She felt the edge with her hands, feeling for the corner to slide out of this position, no such luck. By now Jane had crept closer ever so slightly. Lisbon felt her pulse spike, and was glad Jane didn't have hold of her wrists. She swore that if his ego got any bigger then she would not be able to survive the rest of the day. Unfortunately for Lisbon, Jane didn't need to hold her wrist to know that her pulse had quickened. Not to mention the blush that had crept onto her cheeks told him everything he needed to know.

"Oh God Jane," Lisbon had caught the glimpse of his devilish smile that always meant trouble.

"Hmm, You said that last night, can you remember?" Now satisfied that Lisbon's lock of hair was tucked securely behind her ear Jane let his knuckles brush her jaw line. Lisbon, now furious, reached behind her and started feeling for a helpful item on her desk. Nothing, not one damn thing was within her reach and Jane had noticed her tatic. "Now Now Teresa, I'm bored, you're bored. This office is empty and dark, I could think of something to make your day." Libon felt presser on her back and realised Jane was pressing her up against her desk. She relised that if she didn't do something soon she would give in, both of them knew what she wanted. But one thing stopped Lisbon giving in, her defiance to give Jane a bigger ego. And what better than to go one step further and knock his ego a bit.

"Y'know Jane, you're right I am bored." With a shrug of her shoulders Lisbon stood on tiptoes and pressed her lips to Jane's. He instantly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her up to him, while he returned her kiss eagerly. Lisbon meanwhile got to work on his shirt, pushing him backwards into her glass wall, which thankfully had all it's blinds closed. Once a groan had escaped from Jane's throat Lisbon broke the kiss and stepped out of his arms before Jane could protest.

"But I'm not that bored." Lisbon smiled gleefully before sweeping out of her office. She knew that his ego wouldn't have been damaged that much, in fact he would probably become even more of a pain but it was worth it.

~Your-Bespoke-Psychopath