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Not Enough Trouble
Not Enough Trouble
River/Jayne
This is a ficlet from my "Thoughts Colored Ugly" universe, so Jayne is happily enslaved to River. And River counts on Jayne to shield her from becoming overwhelmed with other's thoughts.
Kinks used: Bondage and rough sex.
And I'm not sure spamming even covers what I did to you guys this weekend. Sorry about that, but I did in fact finish blacking out my bingo card in one long weekend. *preens* I even won an Angelus ficlet on this bet. Life is good.
Jayne was on his knees listening to River read when she suddenly stopped. Jayne's first thought ran to Reavers or pirates seein' as how they were always getting in some sort of gorram trouble, but the slow way River set the book to one side suggested she were doing more on the speculating side.
"River?" Jayne asked as he scratched an itchy spot on his leg.
"You're lacking stimulation," she announced firmly.
"Hey, feel free to go stimulating on me any time," he welcomed her. If he'd known that bein' a legal and recorded slave would mean getting sexed this much, he mighta signed himself up long ago. Then again, if he'd been sold to some farm, if River hadn't come for him, things might not be looking so good with his life.
"Not acceptable," River said as she stood. Jayne got up and nearly tripped over the pad he'd been kneeling on as he hurried after her.
"Clothes," she sang as she darted up the ladder.
"Shi," Jayne swore as he stopped at the ladder and grabbed his clothes. One of these days he was going to gorram forget he was nakid and flash the whole gorram crew. By the time Jayne had pulled clothes on, River had vanished. Walking toward the crew area, Jayne watched suspiciously. It weren't exactly unheard of for her to ambush him, but he made it to the cargo bay unmolested, which were mighty disappointing.
In the cargo bay, Mal and Kaylee were bent over a panel, and that fancy passenger they'd picked up on Hera was standing right behind them.
"You seen River about?" Jayne asked. Mal immediately looked up with a fair bit of panic.
"Shun-sheng duh gao-wahn," Mal cursed.
"Captain!" Kaylee gasped all shocked like. Fact were, Jayne had heard her say worse when she thought no one were listening. But that dandy from Hera... he seemed about ready to have a stroke.
"That ain't nothing compared to what he'll be hearing if those two get going," Mal pointed out. "You tell that girl of yours that I won't be having you two taking your games into the ship when we's got passengers on board."
Jayne snorted. "You tell her. Not like I'm one to be doing the telling," Jayne pointed out as he held up his wrist with the slave cuff locked around it. The dandy from Hera started looking a bit pale at the sight of that.
"You're a slave ship?" he asked Mal, his eyes big.
"No!" Mal said firmly. "We're just folks what got stuck with a pilot and her man who do more getting in trouble than two people should."
"Not enough trouble," a voice came from the shadows, and River walked into the light. Jayne knew he was humped when he saw her short skirt and boots. Those were fighting clothes. 'Course, with her, being humped had a whole new meaning. "Jayne gets bored without a fight," River said seriously as she walked to the side of the room.
"Then you take him back to quarters, and do something to amuse him that I'm going to try hard not to think about," Mal said with some exasperation. "Kaylee, are you sure you can't put more soundproofing in the cabins?"
Kaylee smiled at the dandy. "The captain's just foolin'. The cabins are plenty soundproofed. And if you give us a second, I can figure out easy why the heat's all whorly in your quarters. It'll only take me two shakes."
"You allowed this brute to marry this child?" the man asked as he looked from River to Jayne.
"Can't rightly say I did," Mal pointed out. "Now, I'm tryin' to spare your propriety here, but you're startin' to annoy me bad enough that I'm going to stop trying," Mal warned.
"I am far less concerned about my propriety than the well-being of this... this child. The alliance has allowed these border territories far too much freedom if this is what you do with it—slavery, child brides."
Mal threw up his hands and started to walk away. "Do not turn your back to me, sir," the dandy said with great dignity, and Jayne were just about to bust a gut laughing at the look Mal sent him.
"He's got Mal's disease, not really seeing me," River said happily enough as she tossed a staff to Jayne. "He'll learn."
"You're going to take some bruises, girl," Jayne warned as he swung the staff through the air to get a feel for it. Oh, he knew he was going to take a whole lot more brusin' than she were, but he'd get his hits in all the same.
"Now see here, you will touch her over my dead body," the dandy insisted archly as he started striding toward Jayne, but then River was in motion, and Jayne didn't have time to worry about some fare-paying fop as he fended off a nasty series of hits aimed for his head.
"Now girl, that was just mean, what with me being distracted by the fancy-pants," Jayne pointed out. River used her staff as a long-jump stick and vaulted to the top of the shuttle.
"The enemy isn't always nice," she pointed out. "Besides, I know my Jayne wouldn't ever underestimate me like some boobs," she said, and it did warm Jayne's heart to have a woman who trusted his skills enough to try and take his head off. Jayne shifted his stance and braced himself for another attack.
"Bring it on girl, unless you think you have to order me to my knees to get the best of me," he taunted. River smiled and then did a flip right off the shuttle. A cartwheel teased him with a glimpse of her underwear and then Jayne was defending himself from a flurry of strikes. Falling back, he got to near the stairs before he turned, ducked behind a row of stacked boxes and then came out the far side with an attack of his own.
Wood hit against wood so fast that it sounded like one long rattle as they worked their way across the deck. Then River did a flip up and over Jayne, neat as the day, and Jayne felt the line of fire as her staff caught him across the shoulders. He went stumbling forwards and fell to the deck, snagging up one of Kaylee's wrenches on the way. He flung it at River, and watched her break stride as the wrench hit her thigh.
"Not my tools!" Kaylee yelled as she went wading in between them, and Jayne and River paced each other, watching for an opening as Kaylee scrambled to get her tools out of harm's way. Jayne struck first, a high swing toward River's head that she blocked easily before moving in for a hit of her own. Letting his staff get shoved to the side, Jayne punched out and caught River on the cheek. His victory was short lived as she twirled, knocked his feet out from under him, and slammed him to the deck with a sweeping hit with her staff.
"Shiong mao niao," Jayne cursed as she grabbed his wrist and flipped him over to his stomach. He tried getting up to one knee seeing as how he could lift her easy, but a hard punch to his back sent him crashing back to the deck where she grabbed his second hand and quickly cuffed him. Well, he'd lasted longer than most would have against her, and he'd gotten his hits in.
She flipped him over, and Jayne knew that look. River was panting and watching him with dark eyes. Watching his girl fight always did get him worked up, but not like this. Jayne looked around to see whose feelings River were channeling, and the dandy was clutching the rail to the stairs with wide eyes that didn't have nothing to do with fear.
"Captain, get him the hell outta here," Jayne bellowed. Mal looked at Jayne in confusion for a second, but then he looked at the man and musta realized what was going on.
"Kaylee, let's get Mr. Leidy into his room," Mal said as he closed in on the man, grabbing one arm.
"Oh, yeah," Kaylee quickly said as she hurried over to them. "No problem, captain. You guys have fun now," Kaylee called over her shoulder as the hustled the man out of the cargo bay.
Jayne watched them practically drag the passenger out and not a second too soon because River was channeling all that lust—Mr. Leidy's lust, Jayne's, her own. Jayne's arms were starting to ache what with all his weight on them, but he didn't comment as she pulled his pants open and then scrambled to get out of her own underwear. His girl needed this, and Jayne was more than happy to oblige. Hell, he was already as hard as a man could get without damaging himself.
River didn't take her time as she got on top of him and dropped all her weight so fast that Jayne's eyes just about watered at the sudden tightness. River cried out and lifted herself up before dropping again and again, hitting so hard that Jayne figured his hips would be bruised in the morning.
"Jayne," she screamed, and Jayne strained against the cuffs, wanting to touch her but denied the right as she started rocking against him, every motion just a little too far so that he was caught between pleasure and pain. She reached down and touched herself, crying out, and then she tightened around Jayne. He braced his heels into the floor and thrust up, driving his cock deeper when she was lost in the first wave of the orgasm. She threw her head back, lost in the moment as Jayne bucked up a second and third and fourth time, watching as she rode a wave of desire, and then he came with a bellow of his own.
The cargo bay was silent, and River slowly sank down onto his chest, and Jayne could only lay there and feel her beating heart. There were days he just knew he'd never been good enough in his whole damn life to deserve her, but he sure was going to try hard to be good enough from here on out. River sighed, and he figured she was probably reading his thoughts. There'd be time enough for getting back to the bunk later. Right now Jayne just relaxed and let himself feel truly happy.
River/Jayne
This is a ficlet from my "Thoughts Colored Ugly" universe, so Jayne is happily enslaved to River. And River counts on Jayne to shield her from becoming overwhelmed with other's thoughts.
Kinks used: Bondage and rough sex.
And I'm not sure spamming even covers what I did to you guys this weekend. Sorry about that, but I did in fact finish blacking out my bingo card in one long weekend. *preens* I even won an Angelus ficlet on this bet. Life is good.
Jayne was on his knees listening to River read when she suddenly stopped. Jayne's first thought ran to Reavers or pirates seein' as how they were always getting in some sort of gorram trouble, but the slow way River set the book to one side suggested she were doing more on the speculating side.
"River?" Jayne asked as he scratched an itchy spot on his leg.
"You're lacking stimulation," she announced firmly.
"Hey, feel free to go stimulating on me any time," he welcomed her. If he'd known that bein' a legal and recorded slave would mean getting sexed this much, he mighta signed himself up long ago. Then again, if he'd been sold to some farm, if River hadn't come for him, things might not be looking so good with his life.
"Not acceptable," River said as she stood. Jayne got up and nearly tripped over the pad he'd been kneeling on as he hurried after her.
"Clothes," she sang as she darted up the ladder.
"Shi," Jayne swore as he stopped at the ladder and grabbed his clothes. One of these days he was going to gorram forget he was nakid and flash the whole gorram crew. By the time Jayne had pulled clothes on, River had vanished. Walking toward the crew area, Jayne watched suspiciously. It weren't exactly unheard of for her to ambush him, but he made it to the cargo bay unmolested, which were mighty disappointing.
In the cargo bay, Mal and Kaylee were bent over a panel, and that fancy passenger they'd picked up on Hera was standing right behind them.
"You seen River about?" Jayne asked. Mal immediately looked up with a fair bit of panic.
"Shun-sheng duh gao-wahn," Mal cursed.
"Captain!" Kaylee gasped all shocked like. Fact were, Jayne had heard her say worse when she thought no one were listening. But that dandy from Hera... he seemed about ready to have a stroke.
"That ain't nothing compared to what he'll be hearing if those two get going," Mal pointed out. "You tell that girl of yours that I won't be having you two taking your games into the ship when we's got passengers on board."
Jayne snorted. "You tell her. Not like I'm one to be doing the telling," Jayne pointed out as he held up his wrist with the slave cuff locked around it. The dandy from Hera started looking a bit pale at the sight of that.
"You're a slave ship?" he asked Mal, his eyes big.
"No!" Mal said firmly. "We're just folks what got stuck with a pilot and her man who do more getting in trouble than two people should."
"Not enough trouble," a voice came from the shadows, and River walked into the light. Jayne knew he was humped when he saw her short skirt and boots. Those were fighting clothes. 'Course, with her, being humped had a whole new meaning. "Jayne gets bored without a fight," River said seriously as she walked to the side of the room.
"Then you take him back to quarters, and do something to amuse him that I'm going to try hard not to think about," Mal said with some exasperation. "Kaylee, are you sure you can't put more soundproofing in the cabins?"
Kaylee smiled at the dandy. "The captain's just foolin'. The cabins are plenty soundproofed. And if you give us a second, I can figure out easy why the heat's all whorly in your quarters. It'll only take me two shakes."
"You allowed this brute to marry this child?" the man asked as he looked from River to Jayne.
"Can't rightly say I did," Mal pointed out. "Now, I'm tryin' to spare your propriety here, but you're startin' to annoy me bad enough that I'm going to stop trying," Mal warned.
"I am far less concerned about my propriety than the well-being of this... this child. The alliance has allowed these border territories far too much freedom if this is what you do with it—slavery, child brides."
Mal threw up his hands and started to walk away. "Do not turn your back to me, sir," the dandy said with great dignity, and Jayne were just about to bust a gut laughing at the look Mal sent him.
"He's got Mal's disease, not really seeing me," River said happily enough as she tossed a staff to Jayne. "He'll learn."
"You're going to take some bruises, girl," Jayne warned as he swung the staff through the air to get a feel for it. Oh, he knew he was going to take a whole lot more brusin' than she were, but he'd get his hits in all the same.
"Now see here, you will touch her over my dead body," the dandy insisted archly as he started striding toward Jayne, but then River was in motion, and Jayne didn't have time to worry about some fare-paying fop as he fended off a nasty series of hits aimed for his head.
"Now girl, that was just mean, what with me being distracted by the fancy-pants," Jayne pointed out. River used her staff as a long-jump stick and vaulted to the top of the shuttle.
"The enemy isn't always nice," she pointed out. "Besides, I know my Jayne wouldn't ever underestimate me like some boobs," she said, and it did warm Jayne's heart to have a woman who trusted his skills enough to try and take his head off. Jayne shifted his stance and braced himself for another attack.
"Bring it on girl, unless you think you have to order me to my knees to get the best of me," he taunted. River smiled and then did a flip right off the shuttle. A cartwheel teased him with a glimpse of her underwear and then Jayne was defending himself from a flurry of strikes. Falling back, he got to near the stairs before he turned, ducked behind a row of stacked boxes and then came out the far side with an attack of his own.
Wood hit against wood so fast that it sounded like one long rattle as they worked their way across the deck. Then River did a flip up and over Jayne, neat as the day, and Jayne felt the line of fire as her staff caught him across the shoulders. He went stumbling forwards and fell to the deck, snagging up one of Kaylee's wrenches on the way. He flung it at River, and watched her break stride as the wrench hit her thigh.
"Not my tools!" Kaylee yelled as she went wading in between them, and Jayne and River paced each other, watching for an opening as Kaylee scrambled to get her tools out of harm's way. Jayne struck first, a high swing toward River's head that she blocked easily before moving in for a hit of her own. Letting his staff get shoved to the side, Jayne punched out and caught River on the cheek. His victory was short lived as she twirled, knocked his feet out from under him, and slammed him to the deck with a sweeping hit with her staff.
"Shiong mao niao," Jayne cursed as she grabbed his wrist and flipped him over to his stomach. He tried getting up to one knee seeing as how he could lift her easy, but a hard punch to his back sent him crashing back to the deck where she grabbed his second hand and quickly cuffed him. Well, he'd lasted longer than most would have against her, and he'd gotten his hits in.
She flipped him over, and Jayne knew that look. River was panting and watching him with dark eyes. Watching his girl fight always did get him worked up, but not like this. Jayne looked around to see whose feelings River were channeling, and the dandy was clutching the rail to the stairs with wide eyes that didn't have nothing to do with fear.
"Captain, get him the hell outta here," Jayne bellowed. Mal looked at Jayne in confusion for a second, but then he looked at the man and musta realized what was going on.
"Kaylee, let's get Mr. Leidy into his room," Mal said as he closed in on the man, grabbing one arm.
"Oh, yeah," Kaylee quickly said as she hurried over to them. "No problem, captain. You guys have fun now," Kaylee called over her shoulder as the hustled the man out of the cargo bay.
Jayne watched them practically drag the passenger out and not a second too soon because River was channeling all that lust—Mr. Leidy's lust, Jayne's, her own. Jayne's arms were starting to ache what with all his weight on them, but he didn't comment as she pulled his pants open and then scrambled to get out of her own underwear. His girl needed this, and Jayne was more than happy to oblige. Hell, he was already as hard as a man could get without damaging himself.
River didn't take her time as she got on top of him and dropped all her weight so fast that Jayne's eyes just about watered at the sudden tightness. River cried out and lifted herself up before dropping again and again, hitting so hard that Jayne figured his hips would be bruised in the morning.
"Jayne," she screamed, and Jayne strained against the cuffs, wanting to touch her but denied the right as she started rocking against him, every motion just a little too far so that he was caught between pleasure and pain. She reached down and touched herself, crying out, and then she tightened around Jayne. He braced his heels into the floor and thrust up, driving his cock deeper when she was lost in the first wave of the orgasm. She threw her head back, lost in the moment as Jayne bucked up a second and third and fourth time, watching as she rode a wave of desire, and then he came with a bellow of his own.
The cargo bay was silent, and River slowly sank down onto his chest, and Jayne could only lay there and feel her beating heart. There were days he just knew he'd never been good enough in his whole damn life to deserve her, but he sure was going to try hard to be good enough from here on out. River sighed, and he figured she was probably reading his thoughts. There'd be time enough for getting back to the bunk later. Right now Jayne just relaxed and let himself feel truly happy.
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This is wonderful, and I think it is my favorite universe of yours - and that's saying a lot with all of the wonderful things you write.
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i missed these two, awesome to see more of them
and this was just fantastic
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That was great, and that damn dandy is going to be really freaking confused for a good long while.
~Alice~
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I love how River handles Jayne and I love how he trusts her so completely. I love how he protects her to the extent that he can, and how he lets her protect him. These two just make me happy.
Wonderful to have a new piece, what a treat!
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AMAZEMENT
I've never read Firefly fic even though I adore the series and movie, so I must say I am SO glad this was my cherry fic, but I think you've spoiled me for any others in this (and maybe even in other!) fandoms. Dear god. The hot, I can't barely take it (and yet I will always want more!), and the characterization! Brilliance, pure BRILLIANCE!
I'm forgetting what I wanted to say, so in summary, let me just ~FLAIL~ at you and maybe lay at your feet to read other stories as well!