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Jane puts on a pair of thigh black, very short, shorts that make her ass look incredible, a revealing red top with spaghetti strap, and a pair of one inch sandals. She does her make up a bit heavier than normal because she’s going out. After spending the week alternating between arguing with Officer Whistler and playing referee between Jesse and Whistler, she needs to decompress. A few drinks, good karaoke, and with any luck, a beautiful woman on her arm when she leaves the bar will do her good.
She orders a car. If tonight is a bust in regards to taking a woman home, then she’ll have a few more drinks and call it a night. So driving is not an option.
She arrives at her favorite karaoke bar fifteen minutes later. She enters, it’s just over half full but that won’t last. Within the next hour or so, the place will be packed with beautiful women.
She takes a seat at the bar on the high side of it. That way she won’t miss anything. She orders a drink. She turns her chair toward the stage area just as the next person in line to sing steps on stage. She almost chokes on her drink. Whistler of all people is the one who’s going to be singing.
“Good evening, anyone has a request?” Whistler asks the audience.
“I’ll make love to you,” Jane says.
The opportunity to fluster the stoic, cold woman was too good to pass on.
Whistler frowns and scans the room. Her eyes find Jane’s. Instead of getting flustered, Whistler smirks.
“Sure Tennant, I’ll make love to you.” She throws her a wink.
Well fuck. She’s had plans backfired before but never this fast.
Whistler starts the music, picks up the mic and sings.
Close your eyes, make a wish
Jane tries not to fidget under Whistler's watchful eye. This cannot be happening. She’s in the field, hit her head and she’s imagining all of this… Right?
And blow out the candlelight
For tonight is just your night
Wow… Her voice is incredible. Her hair is loose and wavy, and she’s wearing a dark blue sundress. She is beautiful and soft. Wait what? No she’s not…. Ok she is but… it’s still Whistler…
We're gonna celebrate, all through the night
Whistler gets off the stage and makes a beeline for her as she keeps signing.
Pour the wine, light the fire
Girl your wish is my command
I submit to your demands
Whistler stands in front of her, locks eyes with her, and trails the back of a finger on Jane’s face. Jane struggles to breathe. Her face burns and her body temp rises. Whistler is so close to her that she can smell her perfume. She smells like the ocean.
I will do anything, girl you need only ask
I'll make love to you
Whistler throws her a wink, pushes her legs apart, and gets settled between them. Jane completely short circuits and just stares into Whistler’s beautiful brown eyes. Whistler presses her front against Jane’s and sways to the music.
Like you want me to
Jane places her hand on Whistler’s waist in the hopes of keeping her from moving but a spark in Whistler’s eye makes her think that she has just made her second mistake tonight. Whistler places her hand on hers and pushes it down slowly.
Yep. Huge mistake.
The softness of Whistler’s dress barely registers.
And I'll hold you tight
Baby, all through the night
Her fingers graze Whistler’s ass and Jane swallows hard. Is the A/C not working?
I'll make love to you
When you want me to
Whistler keeps pushing her hand down until she has reached mid-thigh and pushes up.
And I will not let go
'Til you tell me to
Whistler is basically giving her a lap dance.
Girl relax, let's go slow
I ain't got nowhere to go
Next thing she knows her entire hand is on Whistler’s ass. Her mouth goes dry and her heart hammers.
I'm just gon' concentrate on you
Girl, are you ready? It's gon' be a long night
Whistler’s muscles flex under Jane’s hand as she moves. Jane’s center throbs.
Throw your clothes (throw your clothes) on the floor (on the floor)
I'm gonna take my clothes off too
I've made plans to be with you
Girl whatever you ask me, you know I can do
I'll make love to you
Like you want me to
And I'll hold you tight
Baby, all through the night
I'll make love to you
When you want me to
And I will not let go
'Til you tell me to
Whistler pushes her hand up and turns around.
Oh god.
Whistler moves her ass against Jane’s crotch. Jane has never been this turned on in her life. It’s so inappropriate.
Baby, tonight is your night
And I will do you right
Just make a wish on your night
Anything that you ask
I will give you the love of your life, your life, your life
It finally registers what her hand is resting on. Whistler’s abs. Whistler’s well defined abs. And she thought that she was turned on before. There’s no way her underwear isn't ruined.
I'll make love to you
Like you want me to
And I'll hold you tight
Baby, all through the night
I'll make love to you
When you want me to
And I will not let go
'Til you tell me to
She wonders if Whistler can feel her heat. That would be bad, really fucking bad, and really fucking embarrasing.
I'll make love to you
Like you want me to
And I'll hold you tight
Baby all through the night
I'll make love to you
When you want me to
And I will not let go
'Til you tell me to
The bar erupts in cheers but it barely registers. What the hell just happened?
Whistler turns around. “Thanks for the suggestion Jane.” Whistler kisses her cheek.
Fuck.
Whistler lets go of her hand and walks away. Jane blinks and turns her chair. She flags the bartender and asks for water. Her glass arrives seconds later and she chugs it. She asks for a second and chugs half. She takes a few deep breaths.
“That was fun,” Whistler says.
Oh god.
Whistler takes a seat next to her. Jane risks a look, she is absolutely beaming.
A warm and fuzzy feeling invades her.
“Have you recovered yet?”
Jane swallows hard.
Whistler throws her head back in laughter. “That’s a big fat no. Who knew that the great Jane Tennant could get this flustered?”
Jane hides her face with her hand. “I sure didn’t.”
“Oh even better.”
Why couldn’t she have just kept her mouth shut, hasn’t this been embarrassing enough already?
Whistler laughs. “Your plan really backfired.”
Jane removes her hand from her face. “Spectacularly… I don’t think anyone ever knocked me off of my axis like this.”
“What was your goal anyway?”
“It was so petty.”
“Oh come on Tennant, spill.”
“I wanted to get you all flustered to see under that armor of yours. I should have known you wouldn’t be so easily knocked off balance.”
“Yeah, I don’t fluster, especially when it gives me a chance to turn the tides and crank up the heat.”
She cranked up the heat alright.
“Good to know.”
Whistler laughs. “But you got me on the armor. It’s true I have one, especially at work. I would not be able to do my job if I let my personal feelings bleed through.”
That actually makes a lot of sense.
“I love this song. Dance with me.”
Whistler stands and takes her hand. Next thing she knows she’s standing next to Whistler. The song playing registers. It’s not karaoke, it’s Ed Sheeran singing Shape of you.
“Oh, no, no, no, you’re not doing this to me again. I’ve had enough for one night.”
Whistler leans in until her lips are brushing against Jane’s ear. “Maybe I would believe you if you hadn’t been so turned on when I danced between your legs.”
Jane’s heart hammers. Fuck!
Whistler bites her lower lip.
Damn! She has no right to look this hot.
Whistler tugs on their linked hands and leads her to the dance floor. The second they step on it, Whistler turns around, presses herself against Jane, and sings the song with a spark in her eyes.
Yep, she’s in trouble. As in… She’s screwed.
Whistler places her hands on Jane’s waist and starts to dance while keeping their bodies pressed together. Jane completely short circuits while Whistler looks like she’s having the time of her life.
Whistler brings Jane’s hand onto her hip causing Jane’s brain to finally reboot. She decides to regain some control. She brings her other hand to Whistler’s hips and starts to move in tandem with her. Except… She doesn’t regain one bit of control, in fact, it just encourages Whistler to be bolder. Both with the way that she dances against Jane and with her hand moving south, grazing her ass, then continuing downward on her sides. Whistler pauses her hands for a moment on Jane’s mid-thighs and moves them up until she’s just shy of her breasts. Jane closes her eyes. She’s getting even more wet between her legs. What’s worse is that Whistler seems to know exactly how she’s affecting her.
“Are you ok there Tennant?”
“Just peachy.”
Whistler laughs.
They dance like this for a few more songs and Whistler sings her heart out.
The first note of the next song comes through the speakers and Whistler smirks.
Oh hell! Come on! Of all the songs that they could have played!
Whistler sings with a cocky grin on her face. It’s so hot. Why is she so hot? Jane’s body temp rises even more.
All I want to get is, a little bit closer
All I want to know is, can you come a little closer?
Here comes the breath before we get, a little bit closer
Here comes the rush before we touch, come a little closer
It’s getting increasingly difficult for Jane to keep her composure and to stay in control of her breathing. Can anyone blame her when she has a stunning woman in her arms, dancing like a queen… a very sexy queen, and singing like a professional singer.
The doors are open, the wind is really blowing
The night sky is changing overhead
It's not just all physical
I'm the type who won't get oh so critical
So let's make things physical
I won't treat you like you're oh so typical
I won't treat you like you're oh so typical
Whistler looks like her with fire in her eyes and brushes the back of her finger on Jane’s face.
All you think of lately is getting underneath me
All I dream of lately is how to get you underneath me …
The song ends and Whistler bites her lower lip for a moment. “Want me to sing you another song?”
“No, I might actually combust if you do.”
Whistler throws her head back in laughter and Jane’s heart skips a beat.
Jane wet her lips. “What are you doing to me?”
“Nothing yet, thrust me.” Whistler throws her a wink.
This woman will be the death of her.
Whistler tilts her head to the side. “How about you get me out of here?”
This is probably her third mistake of the night but she doesn’t care, she grabs Whistler's hand and leads her outside. The light breeze cools her a bit, or perhaps it’s just not having Whistler pressed against her for the first time in what must be an hour, if not more.
Whistler gives her hand a gentle squeeze. “I live a block from here if you want to walk.”
“Lead the way.”
The glow of the full moon lights their path on the boardwalk next to the beach. It’s… almost romantic.
Yep, she’s in trouble alright. She is holding the hand of the woman who has been a torn in her side since the day they met four months ago. And now what? They are going to fuck and get back to being almost ennemies and she’ll spends her nights thinking about how Whistler had her eating in the palm of her hand. Bad idea. And she knows better than to ask her out, she must be close to ten years older than Whistler and it doesn’t take a genius to see that Whistler could have any woman that she wanted so why would Whistler pick her for more than one night? No, she’ll escort her to her door and say good night. Yes, that’s a good plan.
They walk in silence and Jane spends most of her time discreetly observing Whistler who seems so soft in the moonlight. Nothing like the woman that she has come to know in the past months. She looks almost peaceful… So beautiful. She tries to find something to talk about but her mind is blank.
They arrive at a tall building and Whistler leads them inside. They climb into the elevator and Whistler presses the button for the twelfth floor. They stop in front of a door, Whistler finds her keys and opens it.
“Wanna come in?”
“This is where I say good night.”
“Okay, good night Jane.”
Whistler steps inside.
It bothers her that Whistler would just surrender like this. Whistler has been in total control since she chose to sing to her and now that things could heats up, she gives up. Just like that. She feels hypocritical for feeling this way. She’s the one who said that she was leaving. Whistler is simply respecting her boundaries.
The door is halfway closed and Jane can’t have that because the door closing seems to be a massive sign that something is being ruined before it even starts. If she has a chance with her she has to take it.
“Is that it?”
Kate turns and looks at her. “You tell me Jane.”
Jane pushes the door open and crashes her mouth with Kate’s.
Jane wakes up the next morning still wrapped around Kate’s bare back. Memories from last night come flooding. They spent more than five hours worshiping every millimeter of each other’s body. She has never experienced anything so wonderful and intense in her life. Kate is by far the most passionate woman she has ever been with. The speed at which Kate learned how to pleasure her is just one more thing that knocked Jane off balance.
All she wants to do is to kiss Kate’s neck until she wakes up but she doesn’t dare to move a muscle. Afraid that she’ll break the spell. Afraid that Kate will tell her to stop and to leave. She wants to stay in this moment for as long as possible. Just… Enjoying Kate’s warmth.
About twenty minutes later Kate stirs. Since there’s no way to avoid reality any longer, she brushes her lips against Kate’s neck, over and over again.
“That’s a nice way to wake up.” Kate says with a groggy voice.
“Morning beautiful.”
She returns her lips to Kate’s neck who tilt her head to the side to give her better access.
That has to be a good sign.
“Have you been awake long?”
“No. Did you sleep well?”
“Like a baby.”
“Are you saying that I wore you down last night?”
Kate snorts. “You’re the one who tapped out.”
“I didn’t hear you complain.”
“Because it was three am, not because I couldn’t go a few more rounds.”
“If you say so.”
Kate laughs, turns in her embrace, pushes her onto her back and snuggles with her. Jane smiles and wraps her arms around her.
“Stick around and I’ll show you just how much stamina I have.”
Jane chuckles. “You might just be more than I can handle.”
“Don’t sell yourself short. Last night was amazing.”
“It really was.”
“Do you have to be somewhere or can I make you breakfast? Wait, what time is it?”
“Almost eleven.”
“Brunch then?”
“I would like that.”
Kate tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “Can I confess something?”
“Always.”
“My armor, like you called it last night, is not just to be able to do my job. It was also to keep me from doing something stupid.”
“Like what?”
“Like kissing you in the middle of an argument.”
Jane's jaw drops to the floor. She moves them until she can look at Kate’s face.
For a moment Kate’s face is soft and open but then she frowns. “Why is that surprising?”
“How long?”
“What?”
“Uh, for how long did you want to kiss me?”
“Since the first case we worked together.”
“You’re serious.”
“Of course I am. I would neve-”
Jane shuts her up with a soft kiss. Kate smiles against her lips and kisses her back.
“You didn’t answer the question.”
“What question?”
“Why are you surprised?”
“Oh… I thought that you were out of my league.”
“What are you talking about?... Jane… Wait, is that why you tried to leave last night?”
“Sort of… I thought that if I came in I would only set myself up for a heartbreak. And our age gap also played a role. But when you started to close the door, I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t want to have any regrets, I have enough of them already.”
“Jane,” she whispers. “You’re my dream girl, in every possible way. I don't care about our age gap.”
“But why didn’t you say anything before?”
“Because I thought you didn’t like me.”
“I’m sorry I made you feel like that. I really wish that I had not treated you just like another DIA Officer and gave you a chance to show me who you are.”
“No matter how much we butted heads, you always stayed professional. To me that means a lot because many think that it is ok to pass their anger on me but you never crossed that line.”
“Maybe but-”
Kate shuts her up with a gentle kiss. “We’re past that now. I know we did things a little backwards but I would like the chance to take you on a date.”
“Backwards or not, I wouldn’t change a thing. Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”
“How’s tonight?”
Jane laughs. “No.” She pushes a very confused Kate onto her back and climbs on top of her. “We’re not leaving this apartment until Monday morning.”
Kate smiles and Jane leans down and kisses her.