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C'mon and say it - Jayne/River - NC-17
C'mon and say it
Jayne/River
NC-17
Jayne and River learn some things about each other.
He touches her by accident that first time.
Her hand sneaks over his shoulder, he realizes later that she was just wanting to snatch some food from his plate, but when he saw the flash of pale skin out of the corner of his eye, he instinctively grabbed her forearm and pulled her forward.
River's face is right next to his, so close he can feel her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek. Her front is pressed along his back and her chest heaves with each of her panting breaths.
"Heart rate accelerates. Respiration levels increase." River murmurs, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Why this response to a simple touch?"
Jayne doesn't answer and her hand slides up his arm and across his shoulder to his neck. His hips lift up from the chair slightly when her nails scratch the skin just below his hairline.
"Stop." He demands with a whine, eyes snapping shut.
"More." River counters. "You want more."
"Not from you I don't."
She steps closer and he can feel her body pressed all along his side. "Yes, from me. You want me, Jayne." River takes a deep breath, bringing her free hand up to trail through his hair. "Only me. Only what I can do to you. You soak up my touches like a sponge." She presses his head against her stomach.
Jayne breathes deeply, inhaling her scent, surprised when he realizes it's familiar. "It's just 'cause you know. Just 'cause you're in my head." He grumbles, words muffled by her dress.
River laughs and slides into his lap, cradling his face in her hands. "No. It's because I'm me."
"And what's so special about a crazy girl, huh?"
"You love her. You make her special."
Jayne's eyes slide closed and she leans forward to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
The sweet gesture isn't lost on him, he just doesn't understand why anyone would want to be gentle with him.
Jayne opens his eyes and nudges her cheek with his nose. She pulls back. "What 'bout you?"
River frowns. "The girl's feelings are irrelevant."
"Like hell they are." He counters, hands tightening their grip on her hips.
She blinks rapidly and shakes her head. "Jayne doesn't care. Only wants them warm and willing. Never kiss 'em on the mouth." She says, words tumbling out in a rush.
"You sayin' you're no better than a whore?" Jayne growls, nuzzling along her jaw.
River's hands slide up into his hair and she goes limp in his arms. "She's...confused. She wasn't expecting soft requests and gentle touches." A moan spills past her lips. "Wanted it rough."
"Oh, baby, you'll get rough." He promises lowly. "Won't take it though. Gonna make you give yourself to me."
"Jayne." She whimpers.
"That's it." He coos softly. "C'mon and say it." His teeth nip at her neck.
"Mmmm..." River shudders. "Need. Want. Love. You, only you." She moans, the noise echoing loudly in the empty kitchen, and Jayne pulls her down so she sits more firmly on his cock. River wriggles against him desperately.
Jayne wants to be inside her, stay there forever, but the pressure's already building in the pit of his stomach.
River presses wet, open mouthed kisses on his cheek and Jayne reaches between them to fumble with his belt buckle. His hands brush her inner thighs and she arches closer, causing his fingers to press against her damp panties and suddenly she's shuddering and gasping and tugging his hair...hard.
It's that that does it more than anything. Her nails scratching his scalp and the sharp pain along the back of his neck. He comes in his pants, something he hasn't done since the first time a woman touched him, and River's whimpering in his ear all the while.
He rests his forehead against hers and tries to catch his breath. "Don't stop touchin' me. Ever."
"Duly noted." River wraps her arms and legs around him, burying her face against his chest. "We made a mess."
"Yeah." He grumbles sullenly. "Didn't even get to the nekkid part neither."
River presses a kiss to chest, right above his heart. "Next time I accost Jayne, I'll make sure we're near his bunk."
Jayne/River
NC-17
Jayne and River learn some things about each other.
He touches her by accident that first time.
Her hand sneaks over his shoulder, he realizes later that she was just wanting to snatch some food from his plate, but when he saw the flash of pale skin out of the corner of his eye, he instinctively grabbed her forearm and pulled her forward.
River's face is right next to his, so close he can feel her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek. Her front is pressed along his back and her chest heaves with each of her panting breaths.
"Heart rate accelerates. Respiration levels increase." River murmurs, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Why this response to a simple touch?"
Jayne doesn't answer and her hand slides up his arm and across his shoulder to his neck. His hips lift up from the chair slightly when her nails scratch the skin just below his hairline.
"Stop." He demands with a whine, eyes snapping shut.
"More." River counters. "You want more."
"Not from you I don't."
She steps closer and he can feel her body pressed all along his side. "Yes, from me. You want me, Jayne." River takes a deep breath, bringing her free hand up to trail through his hair. "Only me. Only what I can do to you. You soak up my touches like a sponge." She presses his head against her stomach.
Jayne breathes deeply, inhaling her scent, surprised when he realizes it's familiar. "It's just 'cause you know. Just 'cause you're in my head." He grumbles, words muffled by her dress.
River laughs and slides into his lap, cradling his face in her hands. "No. It's because I'm me."
"And what's so special about a crazy girl, huh?"
"You love her. You make her special."
Jayne's eyes slide closed and she leans forward to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
The sweet gesture isn't lost on him, he just doesn't understand why anyone would want to be gentle with him.
Jayne opens his eyes and nudges her cheek with his nose. She pulls back. "What 'bout you?"
River frowns. "The girl's feelings are irrelevant."
"Like hell they are." He counters, hands tightening their grip on her hips.
She blinks rapidly and shakes her head. "Jayne doesn't care. Only wants them warm and willing. Never kiss 'em on the mouth." She says, words tumbling out in a rush.
"You sayin' you're no better than a whore?" Jayne growls, nuzzling along her jaw.
River's hands slide up into his hair and she goes limp in his arms. "She's...confused. She wasn't expecting soft requests and gentle touches." A moan spills past her lips. "Wanted it rough."
"Oh, baby, you'll get rough." He promises lowly. "Won't take it though. Gonna make you give yourself to me."
"Jayne." She whimpers.
"That's it." He coos softly. "C'mon and say it." His teeth nip at her neck.
"Mmmm..." River shudders. "Need. Want. Love. You, only you." She moans, the noise echoing loudly in the empty kitchen, and Jayne pulls her down so she sits more firmly on his cock. River wriggles against him desperately.
Jayne wants to be inside her, stay there forever, but the pressure's already building in the pit of his stomach.
River presses wet, open mouthed kisses on his cheek and Jayne reaches between them to fumble with his belt buckle. His hands brush her inner thighs and she arches closer, causing his fingers to press against her damp panties and suddenly she's shuddering and gasping and tugging his hair...hard.
It's that that does it more than anything. Her nails scratching his scalp and the sharp pain along the back of his neck. He comes in his pants, something he hasn't done since the first time a woman touched him, and River's whimpering in his ear all the while.
He rests his forehead against hers and tries to catch his breath. "Don't stop touchin' me. Ever."
"Duly noted." River wraps her arms and legs around him, burying her face against his chest. "We made a mess."
"Yeah." He grumbles sullenly. "Didn't even get to the nekkid part neither."
River presses a kiss to chest, right above his heart. "Next time I accost Jayne, I'll make sure we're near his bunk."
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and he comes in his pants. he is that hot for her. *flails*
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So, uh, I'm just gonna go... over there and... be alone for a while.
*meep*
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hope you do a second chapter :)
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*panties melt*
"Duly noted." River wraps her arms and legs around him, burying her face against his chest. "We made a mess."
"Yeah." He grumbles sullenly. "Didn't even get to the nekkid part neither."
*DEAD*
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Just...
...WOW...
yeah.
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That's the only sound you'll be getting out of me, because I'm over there, in a corner, melting. Yes, ma'am.
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*raises hand*
More please?
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um, i'll be... over there... *points* sitting quietly.
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Love, Ally
'I'll be in Jayne's bunk!
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