I just had a desire to write this scene after rewatching the episode. Shameless smut. No regrets!

Jane looked over at Maura's perfect downward dog position and rolled her eyes. She still wasn't certain that she'd ever agreed to attend the yoga class but that didn't seem to matter. There she was, sweating her ass off in a room full of heavily breathing strangers all because Maura had been wearing a dress that was too tight for Jane to be able to focus on what the ME had been asking. The lanky brunette almost toppled over for the umpteenth time and sighed heavily, trying to make her frustration known to her friend. She glanced over at Maura's perfectly balanced form and willed herself to focus only on the blonde woman's face. Maura had a smile on her lips and she seemed to be unaware of Jane's antics; Maura seemed to be openly admiring the teacher. Jane scoffed and finally garnered Maura's attention.

"You see Jorge?" Maura asked, "the man who keeps laughing at you every time you fall?" Maura whispered over to Jane amusedly. Jane hadn't noticed the man at all but she quickly found who Maura was talking about. Jorge smiled over his shoulder to her before he continued to follow the teacher. Jane groaned internally and nodded over to her friend. "He's recently single and he likes you," Maura smirked and raised an eyebrow suggestively toward Jane.

"Yeah, and I like the Red Sox. Doesn't mean I'm gonna play ball with them," Jane snarked and she garnered several shushes from the room.

"Jane," Maura quietly chastised. "I told him you would double date with Brock and me this weekend."

"Ew, Brock?" Jane fake gagged at Maura's use of their yoga instructor's first name. Maura scowled at her. "Why would you tell him that?" The Detective continued to whine, earning several more angered shushes. Jane scowled at several of the attendees for only shushing her and not Maura.

"I thought it would be fun," Maura looked over to Jane with a slight pout and the Detective knew that she'd go on that stupid double date just as sure as she was in a yoga class at the moment. She sighed heavily and nodded slightly to appease Maura. She was glad to hear the ringing of her phone; it signaled an escape from the conversation and an excuse to exit the room of people glaring and shushing her.

"Let's go Maur, murder calls," Jane grabbed her belongings and waited impatiently, trying to ignore how angry she felt as Maura flirted with Brock.

Jane's mood was not improved by the case they had to work on. Of course, after weeks and months of pining after her best friend, she'd have to go undercover as a lesbian and try to date a murderer. She was at her wits end with Frost and Korsak's teasing about how Maura had her 'whipped' and she was further enraged by the fact that they were right. She found herself staring at Maura's ample chest several times during their undercover operation; she could scarcely take her eyes off of the blonde. She was glad to be able to use her cover as an excuse if Maura asked about it. Jane had a hard enough time focusing on Maura's face when the ME wore her regular clothes, but the skimpy outfit the good Doctor was prancing around the club in drew Jane's eye in a way that she couldn't control. She was glad when the night was over and quickly covered Maura in her jacket, thankful that the ME would be back in her regular clothes for their date the next evening.

By the time six o'clock rolled around the day after their undercover operation, she'd decided that one double date wouldn't hurt, and she resolved to enjoy the evening with her friend, even if two other people were there. Once they were on the double date, Jane found that she was having a good time talking and joking with the table. That is until Brock leaned in to kiss Maura. After that Jane's sentences became stilted as she struggled with the battle that had overtaken her mind over the last few months. She had no right to feel the way she did for Maura. She had no claim over the small, blonde woman who had unknowingly stolen her heart, and she couldn't very well blame Brock for wanting to kiss the ME; Jane herself had longed to do so many a time herself. Maura seemed to notice the shift in Jane.

"Would you excuse me, I have to go to the restroom," the blonde smiled politely at the table. "Join me, Jane?" She asked.

"No, I'm ok, I don't have to go," Jane protested. Maura was wearing the face she often had before she began a lecture and Jane wanted to avoid any scolding. Maura was having none of it.

"I think you do," Maura leaned in to whisper hastily in Jane's ear.

"Excuse me," Jane stood and followed Maura's quickly retreating form. She almost bumped into the smaller woman when she rounded a corner Maura had disappeared behind and had to clamp a hand over her mouth to stifle her surprised yelp. "I thought you needed the washroom!"

"That was a ruse!" Maura waved off impatiently before a cat-like grin took over her face. "Well, do you like him?" Maura asked.

"Uhh, no." Jane deadpanned and Maura looked taken aback. "He's alright I guess... I'm just not interested in dating… anyone right now," Jane offered lamely.

"What? Why not?" Maura chuckled. "He's sexy! I think you should take him home," Maura lifted a perfectly sculpted brow suggestively.

"Maura!" Jane scolded. "Just because he moves well enough in yoga doesn't mean I want him… moving in… my bed," Jane cringed as the words escaped her.

"Did you know that sex releases immunoglobin A?" Maura asked sultrily. "It wards off colds," She finished with a dazzling smile and Jane knew that she was staring longingly at Maura's lips but she couldn't peel her eyes away. Maura's intellect was one of the most attractive things about her. Along with her long, blonde hair, her dazzling eyes, the way her smile could light up a room… Jane caught herself getting lost in her friend and shook herself.

"No, no, not tonight," She hardened her resolve. "Plus, I didn't shave my legs," Jane lied.

"Ah," Maura smiled and reached into her purse. She pulled out a travel-sized shaving kit and smiled at Jane. "Nice try."

"What kind of person are you?" Jane sassed as she shoved the bag back into Maura's purse.

"I thought you didn't shave?" Maura squinted down at Jane's legs. "Why did you lie?"

"I just don't want to have sex with Jorge, Maura, God, he's so nice," Jane complained.

"But your pupils have been dilating regularly all evening and your chest is slightly flushed. These are all telltale signs of arousal…" Maura looked confusedly at Jane and waited for an explanation.

"I didn't know you paid such close attention to my body," Jane tried to joke and cringed inwardly at the words that had just rolled out of her mouth. She could feel her cheeks flushing and went to apologize for the vulgarity but noticed that a slight blush had spread across Maura's cheeks as well. Maura looked slightly panicked. "You… okay, Maur?"

"I…" Maura uncharacteristically stammered as her breathing became ragged with anxiety.

"Maura, get ahold of yourself," Jane looked around and decided that Maura would benefit from a quiet place away from the hustle and bustle of the restaurant. She pushed the smaller woman into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. "Talk to me, tell me what's happening,"

"I don't," Maura stammered and Jane immediately noticed that small red welts were beginning to appear on Maura's chest.

"You don't what?" Jane squinted in confusion at Maura's reply. It was obviously a lie.

"Well, I do, but I… try not to," Maura amended her statement and the quick spreading of her rash ceased. Maura's breathing was still slightly labored but it was becoming evener. Her imminent panic attack had been abated for now.

"You try not to what, Maur?" Jane was still holding onto each of Maura's shoulders and the ME found that she could no longer lie under the intensity of Jane's honest, caring gaze.

"To pay attention to you… to your body," Maura spoke just above a whisper and tried to keep her anxiety under control. "I try so hard not to." A tear escaped the corner of Maura's eye as she looked at the absolute shock that had overtaken Jane's face. The Detective wouldn't let herself get hopeful. Maura was strange and her admission didn't necessarily mean what Jane hoped it did. For once, Jane's gut didn't have a clue and she decided to take a leaf out of Maura's book and gather more evidence before she came to any conclusion.

"Why would you be, uh, paying attention?" Jane's eyebrows drew together in concentration as she waited for Maura to reply. "Why do you try not to?"

"Jane, I-" Maura started to feel her anxiety coming back full force. "It's impossible not to notice how beautiful you are. Your musculature… your skeletal system. You're so… textbook and I can't… Jane, I find you incredibly attractive but I refuse to let that ruin the friendship I have with you. You're too important to me." Maura released another tear as she stared into Jane's face, hoping beyond hope that her prudish best friend wouldn't be uncomfortable and end their friendship. Jane lifted a hand from Maura's shoulder to brush the tear away from the ME's cheek. Jane let herself slowly caress Maura's cheekbone and tuck an errant strand of blonde hair behind an ear.

"Maura," Jane's concerned face transformed into a small, adoring smile. She leaned in to murmur into Maura's ear. "You can pay as much attention to my body as you want to," Jane husked out and heard a small gasp escape the ME's lips. Jane pulled back only far enough to comfortably stare into Maura's green eyes before her own brown ones flickered down to the Doctor's lips. Jane saw Maura's tongue dart out to wet her lips on instinct and leaned in to gently press her lips to the plums ones before her. Jane tentatively started the kiss, still uncertain, but after a couple of seconds, she felt Maura's hands grasp her hips gently and felt the ME's lips start to move against her own. Jane moved one of her hands into Maura's hair and lowered her other onto the ME's back, pulling the smaller woman tightly against her and deepening the kiss. Maura's hands became surer in their exploration and moved from Jane's hips to the small of the Detective's back, somehow finding their way under Jane's blouse. Jane shivered at the feeling and Maura released a quiet moan in response. Maura nibbled gently on Jane's lower lip, eliciting an enticing groan from the Detective before their lips pressed together once again and their tongues met. Jane tugged slightly on Maura's hair and the ME quivered and Jane pulled her face away.

"Jane…" Maura whispered as she longingly stared into the brown eyes before her.

"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do that?" Jane rasped out. Maura slightly shook her head.

"No longer than me, I'm sure," Maura murmured back before their lips met passionately once more. Jane detached herself from Maura's mouth and began to kiss and nip the ME's neck, eliciting delightful panting from the blonde. Maura began to tug at the bottom of Jane's blouse and the Detective looked down to see that all of her buttons had been undone and that her stomach and bra clad chest were on display. Maura's hands caressed the skin she'd exposed as Jane continued her attention to Maura's neck. Maura pulled Jane toward one of the stalls and the Detective hesitated slightly.

"Aren't you worried about germs?" She asked.

"Mm, bacteria would fall… within acceptable… limits," Maura breathed out in between heated kisses. Needing no more encouragement, Jane pushed the ME into the stall and the door closed and latched behind them. "Take this off," Maura pushed impatiently at Jane's blouse, causing the brunette to chuckle but follow the order. Jane removed the shirt with Maura's help and hung the garment on the hook on the back of the door. Maura gazed at Jane's flushed chest for a moment before she pushed the Detective firmly against the wall and knelt in front of the other woman, leaving a slow, teasing trail of kisses from Jane's neck, down her chest and across her stomach, nipping and licking the skin below her mouth. Maura's hands slowly massaged circles on Jane's thighs and made their way slowly up to the belt buckle that Maura suddenly loathed. She quickly undid the clasp and tucked her fingers into Jane's pants and underwear, pulling everything down in one swift motion. The thighs before her were trembling and she looked up to see pure, unadulterated lust in Jane's eyes. She reached a hand up to the apex of the Detective's legs and groaned at the moisture she found. "You're so wet," Maura hissed in a voice that only served to make Jane want her more. Suddenly Maura's mouth was encompassing all of Jane's senses and all the Detective could feel was Maura's tongue teasing her entrance, circling her hard clit and Maura's hair tickling her thighs. The small space of the stall and the resistance Jane's pants made around her ankles only spurred both women on and made them all the more aroused.

"J-Jesus, Maura," Jane moaned out as her stomach muscles began to contract in anticipation of the pleasure Maura was building within her. Jane felt Maura moan into her core and the vibrations made her hips tilt forward into the blonde's face. Jane looked down to see wide, hazel eyes watching her with rapt attention as the ME moved one of her hands to stroke Jane's heaving breasts over her bra and the other to the Detective's wet and needy center. The women moaned in unison as Maura slowly inserted two fingers into Jane, and the Detective's eyes rolled shut as Maura began to thrust her hand in a circular motion into her core, all the while teasing Jane's clit with her tongue. Jane's head fell back into the wall behind her and her legs began to shake with the force of Maura's ministrations. She had to bite down hard on her bottom lip to stifle the grunts and moans that were trying to loudly escape her.

Maura felt Jane's walls begin to throb with the movement of her fingers and removed her mouth from the other woman, replacing her tongue with her free hand so that she could watch Jane's release into oblivion. Maura's breath was heavy and panting as her arousal increased to a level she'd not yet known. The way Jane's abdominal muscles instinctively flexed, the feeling of Jane's hands pulling wantonly on her hair, the display of her long throat and the shameless, needy display of Jane's perfectly sculpted, heaving breasts had Maura's body on fire and she dared not slow or dull her actions until Jane had experienced the single greatest release she'd ever had. Once Jane's orgasm began, Maura quickly stood and pressed her body tightly to Jane's to assist the brunette in staying upright, and the Detective wrapped her arms strongly around Maura's shoulders as she rode out the greatest waves of pleasure she had ever known. Maura took full advantage of her position to immediately bring Jane into a second release, using her hips to assist her thrusting motions and biting on Jane's earlobe while the Detective tried desperately to stifle her moans.

"Maura," Jane panted as her pleasure ebbed and she began to come down from the high of her orgasm. The Doctor simply hummed in response and began to kiss Jane with vigor, reigniting the arousal that Jane had just released. Jane removed her hands from Maura's tangled hair and quickly kicked her pants from around her ankles. She unlocked the door and chuckled slightly at the confusion on Maura's face. Jane grasped the sides of the ME's dress and bunched the material up above the blonde's waist. She groaned at the lacey, white thong that her friend had chosen and grabbed the ME's ass, lifting her in the process and carrying her over to the counter.

"Jane!" Maura protested, "what- what if somebody walks in?" She asked, slightly panicked by the risk but mostly aroused by the thrill of possibly getting caught.

"I locked the door," Jane mumbled and Maura moaned loudly as Jane tore the lace from her body, down her legs, and over her heels. "You are so fucking beautiful," Jane grumbled before she dragged her nails up the inside of Maura's thighs, finding the ME more than wet enough, and plunging three fingers as deep as they would go. Maura held on with all the strength she could muster and Jane relentlessly thrust into her, expertly using her thumb to flick Maura's clit every time she thrust forward into the panting blonde. Maura ground her hips into Jane's hand in the rhythm set by the brunette and found that her release was building more quickly and more intensely than she thought possible. Maura had a lot of sex. Good sex, or so she thought. Nothing compared to this. Nothing would ever stand a chance to the absolute carnal look in Jane's eyes as she powered in and out of Maura's throbbing core. Nothing spurred Maura on more than the partially nude, lithe, muscular form of Jane utilizing her entire body to assist in her efforts of fucking Maura as thoroughly as she could. Maura was gazing longingly at Jane's abs before she felt the Detective's free hand tangle roughly in her hair to pull her head back, forcing eye contact while Maura's first orgasm overtook her. The ME attempted to keep her eyes open as Jane continued her rhythmic thrusting, but her eyes rolled shut as sparks began to dance into her vision. Maura grunted and slumped forward, thinking her turn was over, but to her surprise and delight, she was wrong.

"Stand up and turn around," Jane all but growled at her. Maura eased herself off of the counter and grasped the edge after she turned to face herself in the mirror. She watched Jane's reflection hungrily stare down at her ass and she gasped when the Detective kicked her heels, forcing her legs apart and making her impossibly wetter. Maura felt her arousal begin to trickle down her thighs and ground her ass back into Jane, silently begging for Jane to touch her. The Detective groaned at the action and immediately thrust two of her wet fingers back into Maura's aching core. Maura was pushed forward onto her elbows with the repeated force of Jane's plunging fingers and she whimpered, needing more, begging for more. Jane seemed to understand, as the brunette reached her other hand around Maura's waist and began to rhythmically circle Maura's clit with her fingers in time with her thrusts. Maura edged closer and closer into bliss as she watched and felt Jane leaning over her. She felt another of Jane's fingers begin to prod her ass and she came, falling forward again, into the mirror. "You like that?" Jane asked, somehow sounding both sultry and curious at the same time. Maura could only nod, barely able to move her head due to her cheek pressing into the cool surface of the glass.

Jane slowed her pace only for a moment to explore the rim of Maura's tight ass before she plunged her third finger into Maura, her other two still thrust into Maura's core. The blonde cried out loudly as Jane picked her pace back up, now using her hips to guide her hand's thrusting into Maura. Maura did nothing to stifle the moans that escaped her; she no longer cared if everyone in the building knew what they were doing, she cared only for the intensity of the pressure Jane was building in her. Jane enjoyed the guttural moans that seemed to be emanating from the blonde's chest and rocked back and forth of her staggered feet to bring Maura into her third release; the best one she'd ever had.

They slumped forward on the counter together for a moment, Jane leaning heavily on top of a spent Maura, while they regained their composure.

"Jane," Maura whispered out and then groaned as Jane eased her fingers out of the smaller woman. "Jane, that was… oh my God."

"That about sums it up, yeah," Jane sassed as she pushed herself back into her feet.

"Let's get out of here," Maura needily suggested, causing Jane to smirk.

"What will we tell Brock and Jorge?" Jane began to panic.

"The truth," Maura grinned at Jane's wide eyes.

"Are you crazy?" Jane whispered harshly as she began to wash her hands. Maura laughed.

"We'll tell them that I got covered in hives and that I almost had a vasovagal episode… we'll say that my breathing became increasingly labored and that I need to leave," Maura purred the words out and smiled devilishly at Jane. "Because I do need to leave, Jane."

The Detective's cheeks puffed up as she blew a breath out of her mouth and her eyes ran over the expanse of Maura's tussled body before she nodded. She reached for her pocket and remembered that she wasn't wearing her trousers any longer. She turned to get dressed and tossed her keys to the ME.

"You go get the car and I'll tell the guys we have to go… you're a terrible liar," Jane smirked and leaned in to passionately kiss the ME once more before she unlocked the door and walked confidently out of the room. Maura took in her appearance as she washed her own hands, her hair was tousled and her dress was wrinkled.

"What a successful date," she grinned at herself in the mirror before she dried her hands and tried to tidy herself up a bit. She grabbed Jane's keys and followed the orders the Detective had given her, excited for what other kinds of orders Jane might give her that night.

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