Title: 5 minute deleted scenes: XXX version: See One. Do One. Teach One.
Fandom: Rizzoli and Isles
Author: exquisitliltart
Word Count: 1,168
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended.
Spoilers: Episode 1
Summary: In the spirit of these twitter reenactments, here are the sex scenes that got cut from each episode. This installment is set at the end of episode 1 "See One. Do One. Teach One."

A/N: by the way, none of these are going to take place anywhere near a bedroom. And I was going to attempt to do these in real "twitter style" but something is just lost with a whole page of mauraisles oh, oh *moans* yes.

"I don't want to think about my ransacked apartment, or what could have happened out in the woods tonight. I just want a shower and then sleep," Jane said as they left the bar after their bloody Marys.

Maura felt an overwhelming urge not to let Jane out of her sight, after the events of the evening, "Fine, Jane, but I'm taking you back to my house so I can make sure you're not experiencing any delayed shock symptoms." Maura rubbed Jane's arm lightly, trying not to sound overly worried.

Maura had a huge bathroom, and her shower looked divine. The whole room smelled of rose with a hint of sandalwood and jasmine. Jane stood looking in the mirror, and for the first time all week, felt a moment of peace.

Maura brought in fresh towels and some snug pajamas for Jane. "Okay, just call for me if you need anything," she said as she closed the door.

Jane slowly peeled off her dirty clothes and removed the bandage on her neck. The burn didn't look as bad as it felt. She was so ready to be pelted with warm water, melt away her stress, and feel clean again. The shower was super wide and came directly from above so it recreated the feeling of being in the rain. She looked at the complicated system of knobs and dials, confused. She tentatively turned one and nothing happened. "Damn, fancy shower" she muttered, "It has a freaking remote control?" She played with the various dials for another few minutes, finally giving up in frustration.

"Maura?" She yelled. Thinking Maura would answer back on the other side of the door, Jane was just going to ask her how to operate it, but Maura burst into the room instantly.

"What's wrong?" Maura said breathless, she stopped dead, as she took in the lanky naked frame of Jane leaning over the shower. Jane was too tired for modesty, and handling frustration when tired was not Jane's strong suit.

"I can't figure out how to turn on your damned shower. Can you help?" Jane said trying to diffuse her anger.

"Oh, I'm sorry it's complicated, and it's computerized." Maura moved closer to Jane to show her, trying not to let her eyes betray her and stare, "You have to hit this switch for the body jets and this one for the steam. It's a whole experience that simulates the progression of a tropical rain storm."

"I've never seen a shower that came with a manual," Jane chuckled as she stepped into the enormous space. Jane momentarily caught Maura checking her out from the corner of her eye, Jane knew that look anywhere.

Maura stuttered sensing that Jane had caught her looking, "L-Let me show you how to turn on the music, and the rainbow function actually surrounds you inside a simulated cylindrical rainbow…" Maura tried to hand Jane the remote, and make an exit but Jane had a better idea.

"Maura, will you just stay and do it for me? Here, just get in and shower. Show me the rainbows, please?"

Maura hesitated, thinking back to the other night, and the rather un-friend like thoughts that crept into her mind when Jane had asked if she was attracted to her. Dangerous situations bring people together in intimate ways, but first a sleepover and now a shower?

"Come on, don't be embarrassed," Jane said coaxing her, licking her lips in anticipation of watching Maura undress.

"I'm not... it's just…you're not put off by me being…near you?" Maura had no idea how to broach this awkward topic.

"Maura, please, just get in the damned swanky shower before I pull you in designer clothes and all."

Maura decided not to test Jane to see if she was serious, she unzipped her dress and shimmied out of it, and she couldn't help but notice that Jane was transfixed on her. Maura risked shooting her a devilish smile to see Jane's reaction. Jane's eyebrows about lept off her face as Maura removed her bra and panties in a very sultry manner. She slid into the shower, and felt Jane slip a hand around her waist to make sure she didn't fall. The soft touch on her low back just about made Maura's knees buckle.

"Jane, this might not be the most appropriate moment to confess this, but I am attracted to you," Maura said unable to meet Jane's eyes.

"Yeah, I sort of figured that out," Jane said slowly moving closer until her breasts were skimming along Maura's chest.

"It doesn't bother you?" Maura could barely speak, and the shower was just about to go into "monsoon" setting.

Maura didn't hear Jane's reply over the noise of the shower, but she understood her reaction with certainty. Jane pulled Maura against her roughly, slamming their breasts and hips together, and kissed her.

And there was no talking, and no stopping Maura who felt possessed, just hands and lips steadily gliding along slick skin. The "steam" setting kicked in hissing and hot all around them, but they barely noticed as their whole world was distilled down to pure sensation. Maura cornered Jane against the wall and assaulted her body with kisses, skimming her hand down her smooth stomach and delicately running a finger between her folds.

"That feels amazing," Jane moaned as she spread her legs wider at Maura's urging. As Maura sucked one of Jane's nipples into her mouth, Jane let her head loll and her long dark hair hang wild around her. Maura continued to rub her fingers against Jane's clit, while running her tongue back and forth over Jane's chest.

The heat from the shower, extreme fatigue combined with acute arousal had Jane seeing bright flashes of stars. She practically collapsed against Maura, flinching as she hit a particularly sensitive spot. She could feel her accelerated pulse in her neck and Maura's ragged breath against her ear. A few more traces of Maura's fingers and everything went black for a second as her orgasm tore through her. Then she was back and Maura was close and the smell of jasmine and sandalwood filled her nostrils. The tropical storm had ended and the birds were chirping as the sun came out. Maura carefully drew Jane from the shower, wrapped her in a towel and guided her to bed.