Title: 5 minute deleted scenes: XXX version: Money for nothing
Fandom: Rizzoli and Isles
Word Count: 1,111
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended.
Spoilers: Episode 5
Summary: In the spirit of these twitter reenactments, here are the sexy scenes that got cut from each episode. This installment is for "Money for Nothing"
"Jane!" The tinge of panic in Maura's voice made Jane's Spidey senses kick in as she rushed over to the fitting room door.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked, more perplexed as to what could possibly be causing an emergency in the dressing room.
"Um…can you come in here for a sec?" Maura asked, hedging.
"k" Jane replied puzzled as she entered the small cube shaped room and locked the door behind her.
Maura looked beautiful in a sleeveless white dress covered in little purple flowers. It hugged her curves perfectly and accentuated her breasts. Jane took a moment to gape at her, constantly in awe of just how damn fine she always looked.
"You look great," Jane said encouragingly, thinking that maybe she was having wardrobe doubts as women often do.
"I'm stuck," Maura said as she turned around to show Jane the zipper that was holding tight about an inch from neck of the dress.
"Oh, geez- I thought you were in mortal danger in here," Jane said, relieved as she gently brushed a stray lock of Maura's hair over her shoulder, clearing the way to yank down the stubborn zipper.
And yank she did. Jane pulled with all her strength and the thing didn't budge a millimeter.
"Huh…" Jane trailed off. "Okay, we'll figure this out."
"Oh God, Jane! It's bad isn't it? How can it be stuck that badly?" Maura's feelings of panic were rising to a fever pitch.
"Hey, worse case scenario: we cut it off. In fact, I'm sure you have dead-people scissors in your bag right now," Jane reassured her. She positioned herself behind Maura and told her to put her hands on the wall. Jane pulled on a corner of the fabric and as she wiggled the zipper looking down the back of the dress trying to see where it was caught. However, having Maura in this position and being in close proximity to her was causing Jane to lose focus on the task at hand. Jane shook her head to try and clear the scent of Maura's heady perfume out of it, and pulled the tugged as hard as she could on the zipper. This gesture too, accomplished nothing. Maura lost her balance and Jane cut her finger on the damned zipper.
"This is so frustrating!" Jane growled as she sucked on her injured finger.
"We can't cut this off, no way," Maura said as she instinctively examined Jane's roughed up finger.
"Okay, I've got a new plan: up and over. Face me," Jane was suddenly in a problem solving mood with the prospect of pulling this offending garment over Maura's head.
Maura turned around obediently, but she didn't think it would work, "we'll never be able to get it over my chest, and it's too fitted."
"It's a battle I'm willing to fight," Jane smirked as she dropped to her knees. Her hands skimmed over Maura's thighs as she took hold of the hem of the dress and slowly worked it up her legs. "You just stay still and put your arms over your head," Jane ordered.
The dress came up easily over Maura's legs, but Jane had to put in a little elbow grease to work it over her hips and butt. Jane didn't mind one bit, even as Maura pitched forward, inadvertently pressing her bare stomach into Jane's face.
"Sorry," she mumbled feeling rather humiliated to be in this helpless situation. Then she felt Jane's warm breath sweep across her stomach and all other thoughts dissolved as she relished the feeling of fingers floating over her backside.
Jane resisted the temptation to give Maura's blue lace covered ass a little squeeze and she continued to slowly work her way up. So far it was working and Jane had Maura stand a little wider so she could pull a little harder. She slid her hands under the dress and pushed upwards at Maura's waist. Jane stood up to get more leverage. Now it was getting tricky- the dress fit rather tightly around her mid-section.
"Okay instead of sucking in- push all the air out of your lungs and try to hold it like that with your arms over your head until I get this over your boobs," Jane's brow furrowed as she re-acquainted herself with Maura's ample chest. Doubt was setting in and the scissors were looking to be a more realistic option.
"I might have an episode of asphyxiation or syncope if I try to do that," Maura said concerned.
"Wow, you're the only person I know who can make the prospect of passing out sound hot," Jane joked trying to break the building tension.
Maura laughed, momentarily forgetting her predicament as she locked eyes with Jane, who happened to have her very warm delightful hands pressed against her rib cage.
Jane smiled sweetly, "just admit it- you did this on purpose just to get me to undress you. Well, you didn't have to go to all this trouble- I'm more than happy to undress you anytime."
Jane meant it to come off as a joke, but Maura looked serious. Her eyes were hooded and her pupils were endless dark pools.
"You're not about to pass out already, are you? We haven't even started climbing the mountains (so to speak.)" Jane asked slightly worried.
"No, I'm fine. I was just unfocused for a second," Maura repositioned herself and held up her arms. She nodded her head that she was ready for Jane to go and breathed out rapidly. Jane worked as quickly as she could to use the extra slack and push Maura's breasts flat as she slowly tugged and rotated the dress to get it over her chest. Jane thought to herself that this was about the unsexiest thing possible to do to a woman's breasts, but somehow despite that fact Jane was very much turned on. Finally, just as Maura seemed to have to breathe Jane got the dress up over her boobs and easily pulled it over her head and over her arms.
Maura stood gasping, happy to be free- wearing only her panties. Jane held the dress up and gave the zipper one last pull. It slid down like a knife through butter. "Oh come on-"Jane said annoyed. Than she looked up, her frustration forgotten as she stared at topless Maura.