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Title: Promises
Series: Haven
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R
Previous chapters
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"She'll be fine." River leans her head on Jayne's shoulder and kisses his neck.
"Don't know that." Jayne mumbles as he rubs his eyes with the heel of his hands.
"Simon will fix her." River crawls off Jayne's lap and moves behind him. "Scoot up."
Jayne scoots forward until he's on the edge of the couch.
River sits on the back of the couch and places her hands on Jayne's shoulders. She firmly kneads them, trying to soothe out his tense muscles.
"That feels great, baby." Jayne groans, his head falling forward as her expert hands work over his skin.
The infirmary door slides up and Jayne jumps to his feet, his hands automatically moving back to steady River. "She okay?"
"She's going to be fine." Simon assures him.
"She's been around Wash." Inara says. "If she has a fever isn't there a chance he could have caught whatever she has?"
"Normally, yes." Simon agrees. "But I've already talked to Wash and he's safe. In fact, the only one I'm really worried about is River."
"Why River?" Jayne grinds his teeth.
"Because I'm fairly certain she's the only one who isn't immune." Simon says.
"I'm confused." Mal arches an eyebrow. "What'm I supposed to be immune to?"
"Chicken pox." Simon replies. "I'm assuming you had it."
"Yeah, when I was a kid." Mal agrees.
"Wash said he did too." Simon says. "I know Kaylee and Inara both have. Zoe, have you?"
"Yeah." Zoe agrees.
"Jayne?" Simon questions.
"Yeah, when I was a kid too."
"I thought most people got the chicken pox when they were children." Inara comments.
"Yes." Simon agrees.
"And River didn’t?" Mal asks.
"No." Simon replies. "She was never around children her own age which is the way most children catch it. I had it before she was born."
"Where did Mattie get it anyways?" Zoe asks.
"I'm guessing the carnival." Simon replies. "Mei-mei, I have some medicine to give you; it should keep you from developing as high of a fever as Mattie has."
River dutifully holds out her arm.
Simon steps forward and quickly swabs her arm before injecting her with the needle he had in his hand. "You will get sick but not as bad as Mattie; had I known she was sick, I would have given her the shot too."
"Can't you give it to her now?" Jayne asks.
Simon shakes his head. "It's too late now."
"Can we go see her?" River asks.
Simon nods. "She's sleeping and I've hooked her up to an IV; she's dehydrated."
Jayne places his hand on the small of River's back and leads her into the infirmary. He looks at the bed, unable to believe how tiny she looks; how lifeless. The bandages keepin' her IV on her arm looks huge, hell the whole room looks too gorram big for her.
River gently brushes the hair out of Mattie's face and leans down to kiss the little girl's forehead. "She's been so sad lately." River whispers. "Because of me."
"Baby doll, don't go blamin' yerself for this." Jayne wraps his arms around River, clasping under her breasts and rests his chin on the top of her head. "Your brother done said she probably caught it from the carnival."
"I know." River agrees. "But you've seen her these past few days; she's been quiet and withdrawn. She's been so worried that she's losing me because I was too afraid…."
Jayne spins her around and cuts her off with a short kiss. "You stay in the past and worry on that, it's only gonna make things worse for her; we had a fight but we got through it. Mattie'll learn just cause we sometimes fight don't mean she's gonna loose one of us."
"You sound so sure of that."
"You got my name tattooed on your hip." Jayne kisses her forehead. "Ain't no way I'm lettin' ya go now."
River wraps her arms around his waist and leans her head against his chest. "Me either."
"And when she's awake, we'll tell her that." Jayne says. "That no matter what, we're a family."
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"Mommy?" Mattie sits up and looks around the strange rooms. The walls are too white and she doesn't like it. "Daddy?" Her talk sounds strange, like daddy's does when he first wakes up. And it's quiet, like mommy whispers when she doesn't want to wake up daddy. She misses her mommy and daddy being together; doesn't like them apart. She pushes the scratchy blanket off her and slides off the table, whimpering quietly as her body hurts from the ground. She doesn't like being sick, didn't like it when she was little. She's been good for a whole year now, not even coughing once. She wonders if mommy and daddy will be mad at her. She starts to walk towards the door when she feels a tug on her arm. She looks down and scowls. She doesn't like band-aides unless they have kitties on them. She peels the white tap off, tears filling her eyes as it pulls on her skin. There's something in her arm and she doesn't like it; it hurts. So she pulls it out, her tears wetting her face as it rips through her skin. She's scared now, doesn't understand why someone would hurt her and why her daddy didn’t stop them. He's supposed to keep her safe; mommy said so. She wraps her arms around herself, wishing she had Jayne to hug cuz he makes her feel brave, and walks towards the light outside. She has to jump up a few times to reach handle and falls down once. Her belly hurts and she's too hot. And when she tries to walk forward, she ends up stumbling to her side. She manages to move the door open and slowly walks out of the scary room. Once she's outside, she remembers where she is, in uncle Simmy's place. Mommy doesn't like going in there and neither does she now.
"Mattie?" River's eyes shoot open and she sits up, bracing one hand on Jayne's chest to keep from falling off the small couch.
"Huh?" Jayne grunts, his eyes opening much slower.
"Mommy?" Mattie whimpers. "Don't feel good."
"Oh, sweetie." River runs over to the little girl and picks her up.
"Belly hurts." Mattie moans miserably. "And arm."
Jayne rubs the sleep from his eyes and moves over beside his girls. "Pumpkin, ya done ripped out your IV."
"It hurt." Mattie complains.
"I know, sweetie." River soothes the little girl. "You need to go back to sleep."
"No!" Mattie screeches. "Scary in there."
"Yes." River agrees, shuddering at the thought of sleeping in the infirmary. "Do you want to sleep in my room with me and daddy?"
Mattie nods.
River hands the sleepy girl back to Jayne, her arms growing tired, and leads the way to her room. She runs over to Mattie's room while Jayne carries Mattie into hers and returns a few moments later with a stuffed cat and Mattie's blanket.
Mattie is already asleep again, curled up in a little ball on River's bed. Jayne is searching through River's middle drawer and after a second, turns to face River. "Where'd ya move the band-aides and stuff?"
"Under my bed." River places the stuffed animal next to Mattie and covers her up with the blanket in her hands. She then moves over to her dresser and opens the first drawer.
Jayne sets the box with band-aides and other go-se on the bed beside Mattie and carefully cleans off her still bleeding arm before covering it will a kitten band-aide. He spots a tube of cream that River must of gotten at the tattoo parlor and turns to face her. "C'mere, baby doll."
River finishes puling on her tank-top and walks over to Jayne clad in nothing but the small tank.
Jayne squirts some of the cream onto his fingers and traces them over his name.
"Oh." River moans.
"Hurt?" Jayne asks.
River shakes her head.
A wolfish grin crosses Jayne's face. "Feel good, baby doll?"
River nods, shocked by the little bursts of pleasure/pain that shoot through her. She knows once the soreness from the needle embedding over and over into her skin wears off, it will be nothing but pleasure. She can't wait. She wants to feel Jayne's tongue tracing his name. "How long will it remain sore?"
"A few days." Jayne covers the tattoo in cream and then wraps it in gauze. He places the tube in the box and grabs the shorts out of her hands. "C'mon, gotta get you dressed."
River places her hands on Jayne's shoulders and steps into the shorts he's holding. "Why?"
"Cuz I'm bout seconds from sexin' ya up even with Mattie right there." Jayne says. "And I plan on takin' my time for that so you gotta cover up fore I do."
River smiles and kisses Jayne's forehead.
Jayne smiles and kisses her forehead back. He starts to pull her closer when there's a tiny moan from behind him. He reaches a hand behind him and sighs. "She's burnin' up."
River climbs over Jayne and then Mattie to lie down along the wall. She pulls Mattie towards her, letting the little girl settle beside her. "Come, sleep."
Jayne kicks his boots off and tosses his pants into the corner of her room. He lays down next to Mattie, facin' his girls.
River strokes Mattie's hair and looks up to see Jayne watching her; her eyes fill with tears.
"Hey now, one of that." Jayne reaches over to catch her tears as they fall. "Ain't no need for that."
"Sorry." River whispers. "I just missed this."
"Me too, baby doll." Jayne leans forward to kiss River's lips. "Me too."
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"Mommy?" A small pause. "Daddy?"
"Hey, pumpkin." Jayne grumbles, opening his eyes to see Mattie sittin' up on the bed. "How'd ya feel?"
"Itchy." Mattie complains, holding out her arms. "I have pokey dots."
"Naw, you just got chicken pox." Jayne sits up and stretches. "Where'd mommy go?"
Mattie shrugs, her bottom lip trembling. "Mommy left."
"Pumpkin, mommy ain't leavin' us." Jayne lifts the little girl onto his lap and gently rocks her. "Wherever mommy went, she'll be back."
"No leave?" Mattie sniffles.
"No leave."
"Mommy!" Mattie cries. "You left."
"I just went to get some medicine for your spots." River holds up a bottle of pink lotion. "It will help you stop itching." River sits down and starts applying the lotion to each of Mattie's spots.
"I got pink pokey dots." Mattie giggles. "Daddy too?"
River squirts a little of the lotion onto Mattie's finger. Mattie in turn, decorates Jayne's face with it.
"Thanks a lot, baby doll." Jayne mumbles.
"No." Mattie cries. "No fight."
River caps the lotion with a sigh. "Sweetie, I think it's time we talked."
Mattie shakes her head.
"Sweetie, look at me." River cups Mattie's face. "I love you and I love daddy, that will never change. Sometimes me and daddy will fight but that doesn't mean one of is going to leave."
"Promise?" Mattie whispers.
"Promise." River looks over at Jayne. "Right?"
"Right." Jayne agrees. "Understand, pumpkin?"
Mattie's response is to throw up on her parents.
Jayne plugs his nose on a gag. "Guess that means yes."
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"You're feelin' a little warm, baby." Jayne pulls back from River's forehead and leans against the pilot's chair she's sitting in. "Think ya need to lay down for a bit."
"I think you're just feeling horny and since Mattie is finally sleeping in her own room, you want me to leave my post." River comments with a smile.
"Yeah." Jayne chuckles.
"Okay." River flips on the cruise control and stands up. "Mal was coming to take over soon anyways."
"Good." Jayne picks River up and throws her over his shoulder.
River squeals and giggles when Jayne nips her bottom.
Jayne carries River through the boat, nodding to Mal and Inara as they pass, to her room. Her drops her on the mattress and goes to follow her down until he gets a good look at her face. "You gonna puke?"
River shakes her head.
"You're kinda hot, baby doll, mayhaps this ain't the…."
River tugs on Jayne's arm, urging him down beside her. "I will be sick in the morning and you will have to take care of me." She straddles his belly and leans down to kiss him. "Right now, I want you to make love to me."
Jayne nods, his hands visibly shaking as they roam up her sides. They've been back together for five days now but ain't had a bit of alone time between takin' care of Mattie, her pilot duties, and his public relations. Hell, not even at night seein' how Mattie's been sleepin' with them. But tonight as they were bout to put the little girl to bed, she declared she wanted to sleep in her own bed. He almost cheered. "Where to start."
River smiles and rubs her crotch against his belly.
"Oh, baby girl, that ain't kosherized." Jayne halts her movements. "I got plans baby doll, and that's bout to blow em outa the water."
River lifts up onto her knees and grips the bottom of her dress. She slowly pulls it up her body as she grinds her crotch down on his belly. She does a slow striptease, inching her dress up her body as she rotates herself down on him.
Jayne's eyes roll back and his hands roam up her body to cup her now bare breasts. She's wet and once again ain't wearin' panties or a bra; he'd throw a fit if it weren't so gorram hot.
"Mmm." River purrs, her hands cupping over his to hold against her skin. "Taste."
"C'mere then." Jayne orders.
River leans down and rubs her nipple against his mouth.
Jayne catches the little nub between his teeth and flicks it with the tip of his tongue. One hand moves up to cup her other tit while the other hand delves between her thighs. He nips and sucks at her nipple until it's rock hard and then sucks her tit into his mouth, humming around the warm flesh.
River licks her lips, eyes widening as she watches his mouth engulf her breast. She writhes down on his searching fingers, low-pitched keens escaping her throat. After a few moments of his simulations, she pulls her breast from his mouth with a pop and crawls up his body to straddle his face.
Jayne laughs. "Whatcha wantin', baby doll?"
River lowers herself down and rubs her cunt against his face, moaning when his nose nudges her clit.
Jayne growls, his hands moving up to separate her folds. He flicks her clit with his tongue and pushes two fingers into her tight entrance.
River grinds down on Jayne, moaning and whimpering as he licks and nips at her flesh. She loves the feel of his tongue on her flesh and with a start, jumps off his body.
"Baby doll, what the gorram hell you doin'?" Jayne sits up and then his jaw drops open when he sees her. She's lyin' on her left side and her hand is slowly strokin' her right hip. He's on her in a flash, his hands pushing hers aside so he can trace the tattoo himself.
River whimpers, her thighs squeezing together tightly. "Jayne?"
"Yeah?"
"It wants you to taste it." River moans.
"Sounds like a gorram plan." Jayne slips a hand back between her thighs and pushes two fingers inside her tight sheath. He blows hot air on her tat and then traces the letters with his tongue.
"Oh my." River pants, eyes rolling back. She rides his fingers while her hand moves to brush through his hair, holding his face against her hip. Her orgasm is quick to come, his name a moan off her lips.
Jayne kisses his name gently and then crawls up her body, pushing her onto her back, and kisses her roughly, His hands shaking, he pushes his clothes off, and moves between her now spread thighs. "River?"
"Right here." River assures him, her hands clasping around his neck to pull him down to her. "Not going anywhere."
"Okay." Jayne agrees and slowly pushes inside her.
River moans, her feet planting on the bed to help push herself up towards him, and her eyes flutter closed.
Jayne stops thrusting, his face nudging hers.
"Jayne." River moans, opening her eyes to find his blue ones looking at her. She bites her lip when she realizes he needs to know she's really there before he continues. "Love you."
Jayne's head falls forward, his body shuddering.
"I love you." River repeats, raining kisses on his face. "Love you."
Jayne pulls out and thrusts back in, his face moving to rest against her neck. "Love you too."
"Make love to me." River wraps her legs around his hips.
Jayne nods and quickly thrusts inside her. It's face paced and hot, sweat coating both their bodies. Halfway through, Jayne rolls them over and lets River ride him, his hands moving up to cup her breasts.
"Ugh." River grunts, her eyes opened wide.
"You okay, baby?" Jayne squeezes her tits firmly.
"Deep." River moans. "So deep."
"You like it?" Jayne moves on hand down to flick her clit.
"Oh, yes." River purrs, her body shaking. "Good."
Jayne pinches her nipple and clit while his cock thrusts up inside her.
River screams.
He thrusts up a few more times and empties himself in her with a deep, satisfied groan.
River collapses onto Jayne's body, her face nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
Jayne grabs her blanket and pulls it over their naked bodies. His arms clasps possessively around her as he settles her into his side. "You okay?"
"Perfect." River purrs. "Don't worry; I'm not going anywhere."
"Okay." Jayne murmurs.
River throws a leg over his body and burrows into his side for warmth. "Promise."
Jayne's eyes close and he kisses her forehead. "Promise."
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Series: Haven
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R
Previous chapters
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"She'll be fine." River leans her head on Jayne's shoulder and kisses his neck.
"Don't know that." Jayne mumbles as he rubs his eyes with the heel of his hands.
"Simon will fix her." River crawls off Jayne's lap and moves behind him. "Scoot up."
Jayne scoots forward until he's on the edge of the couch.
River sits on the back of the couch and places her hands on Jayne's shoulders. She firmly kneads them, trying to soothe out his tense muscles.
"That feels great, baby." Jayne groans, his head falling forward as her expert hands work over his skin.
The infirmary door slides up and Jayne jumps to his feet, his hands automatically moving back to steady River. "She okay?"
"She's going to be fine." Simon assures him.
"She's been around Wash." Inara says. "If she has a fever isn't there a chance he could have caught whatever she has?"
"Normally, yes." Simon agrees. "But I've already talked to Wash and he's safe. In fact, the only one I'm really worried about is River."
"Why River?" Jayne grinds his teeth.
"Because I'm fairly certain she's the only one who isn't immune." Simon says.
"I'm confused." Mal arches an eyebrow. "What'm I supposed to be immune to?"
"Chicken pox." Simon replies. "I'm assuming you had it."
"Yeah, when I was a kid." Mal agrees.
"Wash said he did too." Simon says. "I know Kaylee and Inara both have. Zoe, have you?"
"Yeah." Zoe agrees.
"Jayne?" Simon questions.
"Yeah, when I was a kid too."
"I thought most people got the chicken pox when they were children." Inara comments.
"Yes." Simon agrees.
"And River didn’t?" Mal asks.
"No." Simon replies. "She was never around children her own age which is the way most children catch it. I had it before she was born."
"Where did Mattie get it anyways?" Zoe asks.
"I'm guessing the carnival." Simon replies. "Mei-mei, I have some medicine to give you; it should keep you from developing as high of a fever as Mattie has."
River dutifully holds out her arm.
Simon steps forward and quickly swabs her arm before injecting her with the needle he had in his hand. "You will get sick but not as bad as Mattie; had I known she was sick, I would have given her the shot too."
"Can't you give it to her now?" Jayne asks.
Simon shakes his head. "It's too late now."
"Can we go see her?" River asks.
Simon nods. "She's sleeping and I've hooked her up to an IV; she's dehydrated."
Jayne places his hand on the small of River's back and leads her into the infirmary. He looks at the bed, unable to believe how tiny she looks; how lifeless. The bandages keepin' her IV on her arm looks huge, hell the whole room looks too gorram big for her.
River gently brushes the hair out of Mattie's face and leans down to kiss the little girl's forehead. "She's been so sad lately." River whispers. "Because of me."
"Baby doll, don't go blamin' yerself for this." Jayne wraps his arms around River, clasping under her breasts and rests his chin on the top of her head. "Your brother done said she probably caught it from the carnival."
"I know." River agrees. "But you've seen her these past few days; she's been quiet and withdrawn. She's been so worried that she's losing me because I was too afraid…."
Jayne spins her around and cuts her off with a short kiss. "You stay in the past and worry on that, it's only gonna make things worse for her; we had a fight but we got through it. Mattie'll learn just cause we sometimes fight don't mean she's gonna loose one of us."
"You sound so sure of that."
"You got my name tattooed on your hip." Jayne kisses her forehead. "Ain't no way I'm lettin' ya go now."
River wraps her arms around his waist and leans her head against his chest. "Me either."
"And when she's awake, we'll tell her that." Jayne says. "That no matter what, we're a family."
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"Mommy?" Mattie sits up and looks around the strange rooms. The walls are too white and she doesn't like it. "Daddy?" Her talk sounds strange, like daddy's does when he first wakes up. And it's quiet, like mommy whispers when she doesn't want to wake up daddy. She misses her mommy and daddy being together; doesn't like them apart. She pushes the scratchy blanket off her and slides off the table, whimpering quietly as her body hurts from the ground. She doesn't like being sick, didn't like it when she was little. She's been good for a whole year now, not even coughing once. She wonders if mommy and daddy will be mad at her. She starts to walk towards the door when she feels a tug on her arm. She looks down and scowls. She doesn't like band-aides unless they have kitties on them. She peels the white tap off, tears filling her eyes as it pulls on her skin. There's something in her arm and she doesn't like it; it hurts. So she pulls it out, her tears wetting her face as it rips through her skin. She's scared now, doesn't understand why someone would hurt her and why her daddy didn’t stop them. He's supposed to keep her safe; mommy said so. She wraps her arms around herself, wishing she had Jayne to hug cuz he makes her feel brave, and walks towards the light outside. She has to jump up a few times to reach handle and falls down once. Her belly hurts and she's too hot. And when she tries to walk forward, she ends up stumbling to her side. She manages to move the door open and slowly walks out of the scary room. Once she's outside, she remembers where she is, in uncle Simmy's place. Mommy doesn't like going in there and neither does she now.
"Mattie?" River's eyes shoot open and she sits up, bracing one hand on Jayne's chest to keep from falling off the small couch.
"Huh?" Jayne grunts, his eyes opening much slower.
"Mommy?" Mattie whimpers. "Don't feel good."
"Oh, sweetie." River runs over to the little girl and picks her up.
"Belly hurts." Mattie moans miserably. "And arm."
Jayne rubs the sleep from his eyes and moves over beside his girls. "Pumpkin, ya done ripped out your IV."
"It hurt." Mattie complains.
"I know, sweetie." River soothes the little girl. "You need to go back to sleep."
"No!" Mattie screeches. "Scary in there."
"Yes." River agrees, shuddering at the thought of sleeping in the infirmary. "Do you want to sleep in my room with me and daddy?"
Mattie nods.
River hands the sleepy girl back to Jayne, her arms growing tired, and leads the way to her room. She runs over to Mattie's room while Jayne carries Mattie into hers and returns a few moments later with a stuffed cat and Mattie's blanket.
Mattie is already asleep again, curled up in a little ball on River's bed. Jayne is searching through River's middle drawer and after a second, turns to face River. "Where'd ya move the band-aides and stuff?"
"Under my bed." River places the stuffed animal next to Mattie and covers her up with the blanket in her hands. She then moves over to her dresser and opens the first drawer.
Jayne sets the box with band-aides and other go-se on the bed beside Mattie and carefully cleans off her still bleeding arm before covering it will a kitten band-aide. He spots a tube of cream that River must of gotten at the tattoo parlor and turns to face her. "C'mere, baby doll."
River finishes puling on her tank-top and walks over to Jayne clad in nothing but the small tank.
Jayne squirts some of the cream onto his fingers and traces them over his name.
"Oh." River moans.
"Hurt?" Jayne asks.
River shakes her head.
A wolfish grin crosses Jayne's face. "Feel good, baby doll?"
River nods, shocked by the little bursts of pleasure/pain that shoot through her. She knows once the soreness from the needle embedding over and over into her skin wears off, it will be nothing but pleasure. She can't wait. She wants to feel Jayne's tongue tracing his name. "How long will it remain sore?"
"A few days." Jayne covers the tattoo in cream and then wraps it in gauze. He places the tube in the box and grabs the shorts out of her hands. "C'mon, gotta get you dressed."
River places her hands on Jayne's shoulders and steps into the shorts he's holding. "Why?"
"Cuz I'm bout seconds from sexin' ya up even with Mattie right there." Jayne says. "And I plan on takin' my time for that so you gotta cover up fore I do."
River smiles and kisses Jayne's forehead.
Jayne smiles and kisses her forehead back. He starts to pull her closer when there's a tiny moan from behind him. He reaches a hand behind him and sighs. "She's burnin' up."
River climbs over Jayne and then Mattie to lie down along the wall. She pulls Mattie towards her, letting the little girl settle beside her. "Come, sleep."
Jayne kicks his boots off and tosses his pants into the corner of her room. He lays down next to Mattie, facin' his girls.
River strokes Mattie's hair and looks up to see Jayne watching her; her eyes fill with tears.
"Hey now, one of that." Jayne reaches over to catch her tears as they fall. "Ain't no need for that."
"Sorry." River whispers. "I just missed this."
"Me too, baby doll." Jayne leans forward to kiss River's lips. "Me too."
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"Mommy?" A small pause. "Daddy?"
"Hey, pumpkin." Jayne grumbles, opening his eyes to see Mattie sittin' up on the bed. "How'd ya feel?"
"Itchy." Mattie complains, holding out her arms. "I have pokey dots."
"Naw, you just got chicken pox." Jayne sits up and stretches. "Where'd mommy go?"
Mattie shrugs, her bottom lip trembling. "Mommy left."
"Pumpkin, mommy ain't leavin' us." Jayne lifts the little girl onto his lap and gently rocks her. "Wherever mommy went, she'll be back."
"No leave?" Mattie sniffles.
"No leave."
"Mommy!" Mattie cries. "You left."
"I just went to get some medicine for your spots." River holds up a bottle of pink lotion. "It will help you stop itching." River sits down and starts applying the lotion to each of Mattie's spots.
"I got pink pokey dots." Mattie giggles. "Daddy too?"
River squirts a little of the lotion onto Mattie's finger. Mattie in turn, decorates Jayne's face with it.
"Thanks a lot, baby doll." Jayne mumbles.
"No." Mattie cries. "No fight."
River caps the lotion with a sigh. "Sweetie, I think it's time we talked."
Mattie shakes her head.
"Sweetie, look at me." River cups Mattie's face. "I love you and I love daddy, that will never change. Sometimes me and daddy will fight but that doesn't mean one of is going to leave."
"Promise?" Mattie whispers.
"Promise." River looks over at Jayne. "Right?"
"Right." Jayne agrees. "Understand, pumpkin?"
Mattie's response is to throw up on her parents.
Jayne plugs his nose on a gag. "Guess that means yes."
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"You're feelin' a little warm, baby." Jayne pulls back from River's forehead and leans against the pilot's chair she's sitting in. "Think ya need to lay down for a bit."
"I think you're just feeling horny and since Mattie is finally sleeping in her own room, you want me to leave my post." River comments with a smile.
"Yeah." Jayne chuckles.
"Okay." River flips on the cruise control and stands up. "Mal was coming to take over soon anyways."
"Good." Jayne picks River up and throws her over his shoulder.
River squeals and giggles when Jayne nips her bottom.
Jayne carries River through the boat, nodding to Mal and Inara as they pass, to her room. Her drops her on the mattress and goes to follow her down until he gets a good look at her face. "You gonna puke?"
River shakes her head.
"You're kinda hot, baby doll, mayhaps this ain't the…."
River tugs on Jayne's arm, urging him down beside her. "I will be sick in the morning and you will have to take care of me." She straddles his belly and leans down to kiss him. "Right now, I want you to make love to me."
Jayne nods, his hands visibly shaking as they roam up her sides. They've been back together for five days now but ain't had a bit of alone time between takin' care of Mattie, her pilot duties, and his public relations. Hell, not even at night seein' how Mattie's been sleepin' with them. But tonight as they were bout to put the little girl to bed, she declared she wanted to sleep in her own bed. He almost cheered. "Where to start."
River smiles and rubs her crotch against his belly.
"Oh, baby girl, that ain't kosherized." Jayne halts her movements. "I got plans baby doll, and that's bout to blow em outa the water."
River lifts up onto her knees and grips the bottom of her dress. She slowly pulls it up her body as she grinds her crotch down on his belly. She does a slow striptease, inching her dress up her body as she rotates herself down on him.
Jayne's eyes roll back and his hands roam up her body to cup her now bare breasts. She's wet and once again ain't wearin' panties or a bra; he'd throw a fit if it weren't so gorram hot.
"Mmm." River purrs, her hands cupping over his to hold against her skin. "Taste."
"C'mere then." Jayne orders.
River leans down and rubs her nipple against his mouth.
Jayne catches the little nub between his teeth and flicks it with the tip of his tongue. One hand moves up to cup her other tit while the other hand delves between her thighs. He nips and sucks at her nipple until it's rock hard and then sucks her tit into his mouth, humming around the warm flesh.
River licks her lips, eyes widening as she watches his mouth engulf her breast. She writhes down on his searching fingers, low-pitched keens escaping her throat. After a few moments of his simulations, she pulls her breast from his mouth with a pop and crawls up his body to straddle his face.
Jayne laughs. "Whatcha wantin', baby doll?"
River lowers herself down and rubs her cunt against his face, moaning when his nose nudges her clit.
Jayne growls, his hands moving up to separate her folds. He flicks her clit with his tongue and pushes two fingers into her tight entrance.
River grinds down on Jayne, moaning and whimpering as he licks and nips at her flesh. She loves the feel of his tongue on her flesh and with a start, jumps off his body.
"Baby doll, what the gorram hell you doin'?" Jayne sits up and then his jaw drops open when he sees her. She's lyin' on her left side and her hand is slowly strokin' her right hip. He's on her in a flash, his hands pushing hers aside so he can trace the tattoo himself.
River whimpers, her thighs squeezing together tightly. "Jayne?"
"Yeah?"
"It wants you to taste it." River moans.
"Sounds like a gorram plan." Jayne slips a hand back between her thighs and pushes two fingers inside her tight sheath. He blows hot air on her tat and then traces the letters with his tongue.
"Oh my." River pants, eyes rolling back. She rides his fingers while her hand moves to brush through his hair, holding his face against her hip. Her orgasm is quick to come, his name a moan off her lips.
Jayne kisses his name gently and then crawls up her body, pushing her onto her back, and kisses her roughly, His hands shaking, he pushes his clothes off, and moves between her now spread thighs. "River?"
"Right here." River assures him, her hands clasping around his neck to pull him down to her. "Not going anywhere."
"Okay." Jayne agrees and slowly pushes inside her.
River moans, her feet planting on the bed to help push herself up towards him, and her eyes flutter closed.
Jayne stops thrusting, his face nudging hers.
"Jayne." River moans, opening her eyes to find his blue ones looking at her. She bites her lip when she realizes he needs to know she's really there before he continues. "Love you."
Jayne's head falls forward, his body shuddering.
"I love you." River repeats, raining kisses on his face. "Love you."
Jayne pulls out and thrusts back in, his face moving to rest against her neck. "Love you too."
"Make love to me." River wraps her legs around his hips.
Jayne nods and quickly thrusts inside her. It's face paced and hot, sweat coating both their bodies. Halfway through, Jayne rolls them over and lets River ride him, his hands moving up to cup her breasts.
"Ugh." River grunts, her eyes opened wide.
"You okay, baby?" Jayne squeezes her tits firmly.
"Deep." River moans. "So deep."
"You like it?" Jayne moves on hand down to flick her clit.
"Oh, yes." River purrs, her body shaking. "Good."
Jayne pinches her nipple and clit while his cock thrusts up inside her.
River screams.
He thrusts up a few more times and empties himself in her with a deep, satisfied groan.
River collapses onto Jayne's body, her face nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
Jayne grabs her blanket and pulls it over their naked bodies. His arms clasps possessively around her as he settles her into his side. "You okay?"
"Perfect." River purrs. "Don't worry; I'm not going anywhere."
"Okay." Jayne murmurs.
River throws a leg over his body and burrows into his side for warmth. "Promise."
Jayne's eyes close and he kisses her forehead. "Promise."
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