AWESOME! Rayne-ness, of slightly greater length
Firefly bit from end of October Challenge Piece
River/Jayne
-written 3 November 2008
For rayne_shippers October Challenge - or it was, it's late now
Prompt: A WALK IN THE PARK
-from near the end of the piece
The man smiled back at River, putting a hand to the brim of his hat. She slipped one arm through Jayne's as they walked past. The big man tried to pull away, but River sank her nails into his skin.
"Stop it," she commanded in a hiss. "We must be believable - play along, keep in character."
"Ain't no one gonna believe it anyway," he groused, though his arm did relax a little. "You look like some scraggly teenager, not some fancy lady a guy'd have on his arm."
"And you look more like a bodyguard than my equal partner, so be silent." She shot him a sideways glare. "And smile. A romantic outing should inspire feelings of contentment."
"Yeah, like anyone'd be content with you." She smacked his arm. "Oww! Gorrammit."
"This point is crucial. Captain and Zoe in the lion's den, must keep the cat away while Serenity's mice play."
"What?"
"If we continue bickering, we will inspire more suspicion! He knows you are one of the crew; he must think nothing except that I am a lady friend you have taken shore leave to visit." She stopped suddenly, her head tilting and her eyes glazing over. After a second or two she whirled on him and whispered heatedly, "You see? His thoughts - we are not performing." She took a step backward and said, quite loudly, "How dare you! I hardly ever get to see you, bao bei, and when you do return to me, you are insulting!"
Jayne looked completely bewildered.
"Play along," she told him as quietly as she could. "Or I will kill you now. With my brain."
Grimacing, but recognizing a real threat when he heard it, Jayne shouted back, "I'm sorry, baby. I just don't watch what I say real well. You know I, uh, don't mean none o' that."
River's expression softened. "Really? Are you sincere in your apology, my paramour?"
"I... What?" Her eyes narrowed. Jayne sighed. "O' course I'm sincere. Don't you know by now I'm just a big, dumb hun dan? I think you're..." He paused, willing himself to continue. "Well, that you're just the prettiest, shiniest thing in the 'verse."
"Then of course I forgive you! Your words are simple but you are not dumb. And you are big, yes." She laid one small hand on his chest. Jayne fought the urge to pull away. "But your size makes you imposing. Impressive." She stepped forward, her little cheek resting a little way down from his shoulder. "How could I doubt your affections?"
"Yeah," Jayne said baldly, clearly disconcerted. "Uh... You're better off jus' no listenin' to me, honey. I ain't real good at talkin'."
"Oh, I know," she replied, suddenly sounding breathless. The part of Jayne's mind used for cataloging female responses perked up, recognizing what usually happened when a woman sounded like that. 'Play along,' she mouthed. He nodded mutely and she purred, "There are things you are much better at than talking."
And with that, she popped her little mouth right onto his.
Jayne's first instinct was to pull away - as crazy-girl mouth was full of crazy-girl teeth, and since she wasn't opposed to stabbing, she probably wasn't opposed to biting, either. But on the chance that she actually could kill him with her brain, he didn't want to make her angry by not "playing along".
Her skinny arms had gone around his neck and she was pressing against his mouth so hard he could feel her teeth. It wasn't a proper kiss anyway so he felt a little better about it - and he awkwardly put his hands on her waist. Feeling the crazy girl's curves was definitely not an activity he'd envisioned for his day, but since he'd already gotten started he might as well enjoy himself.
He tugged her a little closer, feeling the pleasant swell of breast pressing gently into his chest. Jayne had always appreciated breasts, and even if they were attached to a moony-brained little assassin he certainly wasn't going to ignore a nice pair right there just asking for him to enjoy them.
River had either Read him or was displeased with his actions because she growled against his mouth.
'That s'posed to deter me?' he thought, amused. Clearly the girl didn't know much about how kissing worked, and feeling suddenly generous, Jayne decided maybe it wouldn't hurt to give her a little lesson.
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I know, I know! Mean, evil place to stop. Heh. But I had to because I had to leave for class then, and I sort of lost the rhythm I'd been working with. (I usually like to write things all at the same time, which is one reason this is being so fiendish - it won't come out more than a few drops at a time.) But I'm going to try to get a bit more done after I finish my homework. Let us see if I can. Heh.
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River/Jayne
-written 3 November 2008
For rayne_shippers October Challenge - or it was, it's late now
Prompt: A WALK IN THE PARK
-from near the end of the piece
The man smiled back at River, putting a hand to the brim of his hat. She slipped one arm through Jayne's as they walked past. The big man tried to pull away, but River sank her nails into his skin.
"Stop it," she commanded in a hiss. "We must be believable - play along, keep in character."
"Ain't no one gonna believe it anyway," he groused, though his arm did relax a little. "You look like some scraggly teenager, not some fancy lady a guy'd have on his arm."
"And you look more like a bodyguard than my equal partner, so be silent." She shot him a sideways glare. "And smile. A romantic outing should inspire feelings of contentment."
"Yeah, like anyone'd be content with you." She smacked his arm. "Oww! Gorrammit."
"This point is crucial. Captain and Zoe in the lion's den, must keep the cat away while Serenity's mice play."
"What?"
"If we continue bickering, we will inspire more suspicion! He knows you are one of the crew; he must think nothing except that I am a lady friend you have taken shore leave to visit." She stopped suddenly, her head tilting and her eyes glazing over. After a second or two she whirled on him and whispered heatedly, "You see? His thoughts - we are not performing." She took a step backward and said, quite loudly, "How dare you! I hardly ever get to see you, bao bei, and when you do return to me, you are insulting!"
Jayne looked completely bewildered.
"Play along," she told him as quietly as she could. "Or I will kill you now. With my brain."
Grimacing, but recognizing a real threat when he heard it, Jayne shouted back, "I'm sorry, baby. I just don't watch what I say real well. You know I, uh, don't mean none o' that."
River's expression softened. "Really? Are you sincere in your apology, my paramour?"
"I... What?" Her eyes narrowed. Jayne sighed. "O' course I'm sincere. Don't you know by now I'm just a big, dumb hun dan? I think you're..." He paused, willing himself to continue. "Well, that you're just the prettiest, shiniest thing in the 'verse."
"Then of course I forgive you! Your words are simple but you are not dumb. And you are big, yes." She laid one small hand on his chest. Jayne fought the urge to pull away. "But your size makes you imposing. Impressive." She stepped forward, her little cheek resting a little way down from his shoulder. "How could I doubt your affections?"
"Yeah," Jayne said baldly, clearly disconcerted. "Uh... You're better off jus' no listenin' to me, honey. I ain't real good at talkin'."
"Oh, I know," she replied, suddenly sounding breathless. The part of Jayne's mind used for cataloging female responses perked up, recognizing what usually happened when a woman sounded like that. 'Play along,' she mouthed. He nodded mutely and she purred, "There are things you are much better at than talking."
And with that, she popped her little mouth right onto his.
Jayne's first instinct was to pull away - as crazy-girl mouth was full of crazy-girl teeth, and since she wasn't opposed to stabbing, she probably wasn't opposed to biting, either. But on the chance that she actually could kill him with her brain, he didn't want to make her angry by not "playing along".
Her skinny arms had gone around his neck and she was pressing against his mouth so hard he could feel her teeth. It wasn't a proper kiss anyway so he felt a little better about it - and he awkwardly put his hands on her waist. Feeling the crazy girl's curves was definitely not an activity he'd envisioned for his day, but since he'd already gotten started he might as well enjoy himself.
He tugged her a little closer, feeling the pleasant swell of breast pressing gently into his chest. Jayne had always appreciated breasts, and even if they were attached to a moony-brained little assassin he certainly wasn't going to ignore a nice pair right there just asking for him to enjoy them.
River had either Read him or was displeased with his actions because she growled against his mouth.
'That s'posed to deter me?' he thought, amused. Clearly the girl didn't know much about how kissing worked, and feeling suddenly generous, Jayne decided maybe it wouldn't hurt to give her a little lesson.
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I know, I know! Mean, evil place to stop. Heh. But I had to because I had to leave for class then, and I sort of lost the rhythm I'd been working with. (I usually like to write things all at the same time, which is one reason this is being so fiendish - it won't come out more than a few drops at a time.) But I'm going to try to get a bit more done after I finish my homework. Let us see if I can. Heh.
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