Fic: The Fortuitous Outcome of a Well Strategized Offense, Chapter 4
Title: The Fortuitous Outcome of a Well-Strategized Offense
Format: Multi-chapter
Chapter: #4, 753 words
Pairing: River and Jayne
Author: Raynesupreme
Disclaimer: This is mine only in my imagination, not in any legal sense.
Summary: River and Jayne engage in their own special form of combat training.
Now that he had a plan of attack, or non-attack, Jayne felt ready to start the day. He made his way up the hatch and into the kitchen. Wasn’t quite chow time yet but maybe he could snatch a cup of coffee if it was ready. Being planetside, he figured most everyone had plans to be off-ship. Jayne had other ideas. He was going to start recon today. Never knowing when the crazy girl would attack, but he figured he’d just play along until he had some solid ammunition to work with.
As he poked his head into the kitchen, he saw that it was only Mal and Inara. He let loose a small sigh. He weren’t in the mood for their bickering, but a second glance showed that today’s musta been one of their good days. Mal was at the stove, chopping and cooking. Inara set at the counter, sipping her tea in that gentle Companion way she had.
“You know, Mal, you should prepare meals for the crew more often,” Inara cooed, not yet noticing Jayne in the doorway.
Mal sneered over his shoulder. “Oh, yeah, why’s that?”
“Because you are rather good cook,” she commented. “Plus many women find watching a man prepare a meal to be an extremely sensual experience.”
“Huh,” Mal responded, returning to his cookin’. “Many women, eh? Do I happen to know any of these many women?”
Inara snickered. “I suppose you have a boat full of women who might share that sentiment. However, I’d have to say I have first claim on the best male chef aboard.”
At that Mal, dropped his knife, and grabbed at Inara for a fast and hard kiss. “I thought the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach,” he whispered against her lips.
Inara smiled and touched his head. “I suppose it can work in reverse, too.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I suppose it’s so. Nothing sexier than a big, tough man cooking up a meal for his women.”
Jayne backed slowly away for the hatch, happy to remain undetected. I can cook, Jayne thought. Maybe he’d go into town to buy up some fresh grub to fix up for dinner one night soon.
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River was not one to usually sit around, soaking in the sun, at least not like Kaylee and Zoe liked to do. However, it was a beautiful sunny day and River imagined the intake of Vitamin D could benefit her overall wellbeing. She also had to acknowledge that she learned many lessons from her female friends when they had “girl time” and with her newly launched strategy, she might be able to garner additional input for her offense. She relaxed against the back of the lawn chair that Kaylee had produced and settled in to quiet her thoughts.
“Well, well, would ya’ looky there,” interjected Kaylee, motioning to a small group of local law enforcement officers passing by the open ramp they currently occupied. “Some shiny lookin’ boy folk in uniform. Yum-my.”
Zoe and River looked over to the group of men. “Mighty fine specimens if I do say so myself,” Zoe commented.
Feeling as if she should respond as well in order to properly bond with the females, River chimed in. “Yes, they each seem healthy and relatively physically fit.”
“You could say that again, River,” Kaylee giggled. “Plus, them tight pants certainly show off their assets real nice.”
Zoe laughed as well, “Well, I have always been a bit of an asset woman myself to be honest.”
River identified that giggling was the appropriate respond. She understood the duplicitous nature and sexual innuendo of the women’s comments and hoped to add to the playful banter. “Yes, tight pants leave little to the imagination of the nature and size of their male genitalia.”
Both women turned to her, mouths hanging wide open, before that launched into a fit of hysterical laughter.
“You do have a way with words, River,” Zoe chuckled.
River was please with their reaction. She enjoyed instilling a comedic response from her friends from time-to-time.
Unseen in the cargo bay behind them, Jayne snickered silently at the girls and shook his head in slight disbelief by the crazy girl’s comments. Tight pants. He had some tight pants in the back of his closet. Maybe he should break ‘em out. He had man-parts to be proud of. No shame in showin’ ‘em off once in a while. It would be worth it, ‘specially if he could catch the girl lookin’.