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Title: Comfort
Series: Haven
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine; belongs to Joss Whedon
Rating: NC-17
A/N: This is just fluffy smut to make up for the angst of the past….and to make things nice before I start killing people off. ****dunks from thrown objects**** J.J., I think.
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Previous chapters
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"Baby doll, why don't you just stay in bed." Jayne says as he gets dressed. "I can bring ya back some breakfast."
"Not hungry." River buries her face into her Jayne-scented pillow. "Sleepy."
Jayne sits down beside her and places his hand on her forehead. "You're burnin' up, baby."
"Told you." River murmurs. "You have to take care of me now."
"Yep." Jayne agrees. He kisses her forehead and pulls the covers up around her shoulders. "I'll bring ya down somethin' to drink in a bit."
"Kay." River whispers. "Love you."
"Me too." Jayne turns the light off and shuts the door. He looks into Mattie's room to see his daughter still sleepin' and heads to the mess.
"How're your girls?" Mal asks.
"Sick." Jayne fills a bowl with mush and plops down in his seat. "River's got a temp now and they're both still sleepin'."
"I'll go check on them." Simon says as he stands up.
"Thanks, doc." Jayne replies from between mouthfuls. He eats through his meal quickly and dumps the used dishes into the sink. He fills a pitcher with water, grabs a glass, and leaves the room with a nod at the remaining crew. He moves through the boat quickly and steps into River's room to see the doctor sitting on the bed next to River. "How's she doin'?"
"Her temperature is high but not as high as Mattie's got." Simon replies as he puts his equipment away. "There's some pills on the table to keep her from getting dehydrated. Just make sure she drinks some water and that she sleeps."
"Can do." Jayne sets the pitcher and glass onto the bedside table.
"I checked on Mattie first." Simon says. "Her bumps have mostly healed up and her fever is gone. Kaylee and I can keep an eye on her for you."
"Thanks doc." Jayne replies. "She can come in here, if she wants to."
"Okay." Simon gathers up his things and leaves the room, shutting the door on his way out.
Jayne sits down beside River and nudges her softly. "C'mon, doll, gotta wake up for a minute."
"Don't want to." River mutters.
"Know you don't but you gotta." Jayne pulls the covers down and helps her sit up. "C'mon, got ya some water and your brother left some pills."
River tosses the pills into her mouth and downs the water. Then she flops back down on the bed and pulls the covers over her head.
"I'm gonna go do our chores and lift some." Jayne says. "I'll come check on you in a bit."
"Mm hmm." River mumbles.
Jayne refills her water glass and leaves the room, shutting the door firmly behind him.
"Daddy?" Mattie wiggles in Simon's arms. "Untle Simmy, down."
Simon sets the little girl down and she runs over to Jayne.
"Feel daddy, no more hot." Mattie takes his hand and places in on her forehead. "All better?"
"You're gettin' there pumpkin." Jayne kisses her forehead. "Daddy's got some things to do so why don't you go with Uncle Simon."
"Otay." Mattie kisses his cheek. "Daddy get spots too?"
"Nope but mommy does." Jayne hands her to Simon. "She's sleepin' now but you can go look at em later."
"Otay." Mattie says. "Bye daddy."
"Bye, pumpkin." Jayne heads towards the septic tank, deciding to start his day with the worse of his chores before the other ones.
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River sits up with a moan, pulling the blankets tighter around her shoulders. Her throat is dry and she grabs the full glass of water gratefully. She hates being sick. Hates it tremendously. The last time she was sick was right after she moved in with Mike, the next day actually, and it was awful. He wouldn't leave her alone, kept continuously poking at her, asking if she was feeling okay yet.
But to her disbelief, she finds she wants Jayne here. She wants to cuddle into his bulk, wants to warm her cold body with his. She vaguely remembers him stopping by a few times to check on her, waking her up to drink what feels like gallons of water. A small smile crosses her face at the cuteness of his concern. She stands up slowly, having to brace her hands on the mattress when her head starts spinning. The walk out of her room to the bathroom a few doors away feels like hours and by the time she makes it there, her body feels like it's on fire and her head is pounding. And she's cold, really cold. She uses the bathroom and debates on just staying there, too tired to make the trip back, but knows Jayne will freak out if he finds her room empty.
So, with eyes half-closed, she opens the door and screeches.
"Jesus, baby, what the hell?" Jayne looks behind her, trying to find what made her screech.
"You scared me." River whispers, her voice sounding scratchy to even her ears.
"Whatcha doin' outa bed anyways?" Jayne asks, gently swinging her up into his arms.
"Had to relieve myself." River rest her head on Jayne's shoulder, her eyes closing contentedly.
"Oh." Jayne carries her back into her room and sets her down on the bed.
"Jayne." River whispers, snagging his hand before he can leave. "Lie with me?"
"Just gonna turn off the light." Jayne flicks the light off, shuts the door and strips down to his boxers.
River moves towards the wall and the second he lies down, cuddles into his side.
"Baby, you cold?"
"Was." River rubs her face against his side. "Not now."
"Oh." Jayne turns slightly towards her and places his hand on her right hip, over his name, and buries his face in her hair. "Night, baby."
"It's night?" River murmurs.
"Yeah." Jayne mumbles. "You slept for bout fourteen hours."
"Oh." River cuddles deeper into him, basking in his warmth.
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"Mattie." Simon whispers, holding his hands out to the little girl. "Come on, mommy needs her rest."
"Miss mommy." Mattie whines, squeezing between her parents on and away from him. "Go 'way, untle Simmy."
"Don't be mean, Mattie." River scolds quietly.
"Mommy!" Mattie squeals.
"Hi, sweetie." River opens her eyes to see Mattie's big blue ones. "How have you been?"
"Miss you."
"I missed you too sweetie." River says. "Tell you what, when we land, you, me, and daddy will go out and do something, just the three of us. Would you like that?"
Mattie nods excitedly.
"You have to let mommy rest then, pumpkin." Jayne mumbles. "Go on with your uncle Simon."
"Otay." Mattie kisses both her parents on the cheek and then climbs over her daddy to throw herself at Simon. "Hundry, untle Simmy."
"Then let's go eat." Simon carries her out of River's room, shutting the door behind him.
"How're ya feelin' baby doll?"
"Okay." River rubs her face against his arm. "My fever's gone but I'm itchy."
"Bet you got spots." Jayne's off the bed in a flash, flicking the light on and grabbing the bottle of pink lotion. "Take off that shirt, baby, time to do some doctorin'."
River laughs at his playful tone and pulls his t-shirt off, leaving her clad in nothing but his name. "You're just horny."
"Damn straight." Jayne agrees. "It's been two days."
"Oh, poor baby." River coos playfully.
Jayne turns her over and gently slaps her bottom.
River giggles.
"Oh, I found one." Jayne squirts some lotion onto his finger. "Right here." He touches the seam of her right butt cheek with his pink fingertip.
River sucks in a breath, the lotion cold and at the same time, slightly relieving the itch.
Jayne leans down and blows on the lotion, laughing when River moans. "What's the matter, baby?"
"You know what." River growls back.
Jayne laughs and moves down her legs. "Here's one." He finds another 'spot' on the back of her thigh and paints it pink. Then he blows warm air on it, helping it dry. He repeats the action up and down both her legs, smirking as she starts to wiggle under his breath and fingertips. "How ya doin', baby?"
"Horny." River grunts, spreading her legs in invitation.
"Now, doll, I gots to get you all medicine'd up." Jayne scolds, moving away from her legs to position himself at her back.
"Jayne." River whines.
"Shh." Jayne smacks her butt again. "I'm tryin' to concentrate."
River turns her head to glare at him and ends up squealing when he nips her butt cheek. "Meanie."
"Yep." Jayne drawls. "Ain't nobody told you I'm a mean ole merc?"
"Yes." River replies.
"Hmm." Jayne covers the spots on her back and blows them dry. He then flips her over and starts his 'medical procedure' on her front. "Well now, whadda we got here?"
River moans when he flicks her nipple with his finger. "That is not a chicken pox."
"You sure?" Jayne leans down to inspect it, his tongue tracing around her areola.
River moans again, her hands fisting into his hair. "Mmm, feels good."
"Does it now?" Jayne kisses his way across her chest and laps at her other nipple. His hand moves up to twist the nipple he just abandoned, basking in her mewls and moans. He can smell her, that rich, musky scent that only belongs to her and pulls away from her tits. "Guess you're right, them ain't pox. Time to move on then."
River tugs on his hair but he just pulls away, his tongue dragging down her stomach to circle her belly button. "Lookie here, I found one."
River sucks in a breath as he applies lotion to the spot right next to her belly button and then moans when he blows hot air over it. "There are more spots, lower."
Jayne chuckles and slowly applies lotion to the spots over her stomach and hips.
River on the other hand, writhes and gasps, her body pulsing madly. It's torture while at the same time bliss, her body basking in Jayne's bit of worshipping.
He drops a kiss on his name and then moves down between her legs. He blows softly on her folds, chuckling when she squeals and then moves down to her legs.
River moans and then whimpers, her body throbbing for release and then being ignored. "Jayne?"
"Yeah, baby?" Jayne lotions up the spots on her upper thighs and slowly makes his way down towards her feet.
"I have an itch." River pants.
"I bet you do." Jayne grins, lookin' up her heaving body into her lust-filled eyes. "But I still ain't done."
River eyes Jayne then with a smoldering smirk, runs her hands down her chest to softly cup her breasts. She rubs her thumbs back and forth over her nipples, moaning at the sensation.
Jayne comes to a dead stop, his finger poised over her calf. "What're ya doin'?"
"They itch, Jayne." River tugs on her hard nipples. "I must scratch them."
"Oh, hell." Jayne mutters, the bottle of lotion falling out of his lax hand to hit the ground.
Looking Jayne in the eyes, River runs her hand down her belly and dances her fingers over her mound. "It really itches here." She slides her fingers between her folds, the quiet room suddenly filling with the sound of her fingers moving through her arousal. She brings her other hand down and uses her fingers to separate her folds, baring herself completely to Jayne's eyes. She can feel the blush cover her body but ignores her slight embarrassment to give Jayne something he's often fantasized about. She slides two fingers slowly around her opening, getting the digits nice and wet before sliding them into her body.
Jayne grips the mattress under him, wanting to crawl up her body and slam into her while at the same time not wanting to interrupt her 'itching'. It's bout the hottest thing he's ever seen, her slim fingers pumping in and out of her wet channel. But what makes it even better is how he can feel her watchin' him, can feel her eyes on him as she pleasures herself. He hopes she comes soon cause he ain't gonna be able to take much more.
River pumps her fingers quickly, wanting release as much as she knows he wants her to have it. She bends her knees and plants her feet flat on her mattress, enabling her to rock her hips against her hand better. The fingers of her free hand start to circle her clit, the nub hard and sensitive. She groans deep in her throat, her fingers moving madly in and out of her body while her other fingers roll and tug at her clit.
Jayne scoots up her body, ready to pounce on her the second after she's done. He knows the second she orgasms, sees the flood of her release soak her hand and hears the sound he's come to know well. Her thighs twitch with her trembles and he waits until her walls stop squeezing her fingers before he crawls up her body. He pulls her fingers out, popping them into his mouth to suck off her juices while he lines himself up with her open body. He slams inside her warm, wet body with one thrust, River's back arching on screech.
"Oh, god." River moans loudly, her legs wrapping around his hips. "Harder."
Jayne pulls out and slams back in, his fingers moving out of his mouth to slide between their bodies. He knows he ain't gonna last but a minute, not after the show she just put on, and he finds her already oversensitive clit and starts rubbin' it firmly.
"Mouth." River pants, tugging his mouth to hers. She needs to kiss him, needs to feel his tongue in her mouth. She moans at the taste of herself and sucks his tongue deeper into her mouth.
"Baby, c'mon." Jayne pants, his fingers moving forcibly over her clit. "C'mon, you gotta go first."
"Can't." River pants. "Too much."
Jayne rolls her clit and thrusts deeply into her body.
"JAYNE!" River screams, her eyes rolling back as her body is raked with, rough, deep, wonderful waves of pleasure.
"River!" Jayne bellows, his face burying in her hair as he empties himself into her welcoming body. He manages to collapse to the side though he couldn't say how, and pulls her against him. "God, you're hot, you know that?"
"I do now." River purrs, her leg rubbing sensually between his. "Jayne, you smudged my spots; don't you think you should reapply?"
Jayne starts to move down her body, looking up to leer at her. "You're right baby; can't go neglectin' my doctorin' duties."
River goes to agree but ends up moaning loudly as he buries her face between her legs. "No spots there."
"How'dya know that?" Jayne nips her clit. "Gotta investigate first."
River moves her legs over his shoulders, her feet digging into his back. "Investigate away."
Jayne pulls back and licks his wet lips, smirking at her wolfishly. "Oh, baby, I will."
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Series: Haven
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine; belongs to Joss Whedon
Rating: NC-17
A/N: This is just fluffy smut to make up for the angst of the past….and to make things nice before I start killing people off. ****dunks from thrown objects**** J.J., I think.
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Previous chapters
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"Baby doll, why don't you just stay in bed." Jayne says as he gets dressed. "I can bring ya back some breakfast."
"Not hungry." River buries her face into her Jayne-scented pillow. "Sleepy."
Jayne sits down beside her and places his hand on her forehead. "You're burnin' up, baby."
"Told you." River murmurs. "You have to take care of me now."
"Yep." Jayne agrees. He kisses her forehead and pulls the covers up around her shoulders. "I'll bring ya down somethin' to drink in a bit."
"Kay." River whispers. "Love you."
"Me too." Jayne turns the light off and shuts the door. He looks into Mattie's room to see his daughter still sleepin' and heads to the mess.
"How're your girls?" Mal asks.
"Sick." Jayne fills a bowl with mush and plops down in his seat. "River's got a temp now and they're both still sleepin'."
"I'll go check on them." Simon says as he stands up.
"Thanks, doc." Jayne replies from between mouthfuls. He eats through his meal quickly and dumps the used dishes into the sink. He fills a pitcher with water, grabs a glass, and leaves the room with a nod at the remaining crew. He moves through the boat quickly and steps into River's room to see the doctor sitting on the bed next to River. "How's she doin'?"
"Her temperature is high but not as high as Mattie's got." Simon replies as he puts his equipment away. "There's some pills on the table to keep her from getting dehydrated. Just make sure she drinks some water and that she sleeps."
"Can do." Jayne sets the pitcher and glass onto the bedside table.
"I checked on Mattie first." Simon says. "Her bumps have mostly healed up and her fever is gone. Kaylee and I can keep an eye on her for you."
"Thanks doc." Jayne replies. "She can come in here, if she wants to."
"Okay." Simon gathers up his things and leaves the room, shutting the door on his way out.
Jayne sits down beside River and nudges her softly. "C'mon, doll, gotta wake up for a minute."
"Don't want to." River mutters.
"Know you don't but you gotta." Jayne pulls the covers down and helps her sit up. "C'mon, got ya some water and your brother left some pills."
River tosses the pills into her mouth and downs the water. Then she flops back down on the bed and pulls the covers over her head.
"I'm gonna go do our chores and lift some." Jayne says. "I'll come check on you in a bit."
"Mm hmm." River mumbles.
Jayne refills her water glass and leaves the room, shutting the door firmly behind him.
"Daddy?" Mattie wiggles in Simon's arms. "Untle Simmy, down."
Simon sets the little girl down and she runs over to Jayne.
"Feel daddy, no more hot." Mattie takes his hand and places in on her forehead. "All better?"
"You're gettin' there pumpkin." Jayne kisses her forehead. "Daddy's got some things to do so why don't you go with Uncle Simon."
"Otay." Mattie kisses his cheek. "Daddy get spots too?"
"Nope but mommy does." Jayne hands her to Simon. "She's sleepin' now but you can go look at em later."
"Otay." Mattie says. "Bye daddy."
"Bye, pumpkin." Jayne heads towards the septic tank, deciding to start his day with the worse of his chores before the other ones.
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River sits up with a moan, pulling the blankets tighter around her shoulders. Her throat is dry and she grabs the full glass of water gratefully. She hates being sick. Hates it tremendously. The last time she was sick was right after she moved in with Mike, the next day actually, and it was awful. He wouldn't leave her alone, kept continuously poking at her, asking if she was feeling okay yet.
But to her disbelief, she finds she wants Jayne here. She wants to cuddle into his bulk, wants to warm her cold body with his. She vaguely remembers him stopping by a few times to check on her, waking her up to drink what feels like gallons of water. A small smile crosses her face at the cuteness of his concern. She stands up slowly, having to brace her hands on the mattress when her head starts spinning. The walk out of her room to the bathroom a few doors away feels like hours and by the time she makes it there, her body feels like it's on fire and her head is pounding. And she's cold, really cold. She uses the bathroom and debates on just staying there, too tired to make the trip back, but knows Jayne will freak out if he finds her room empty.
So, with eyes half-closed, she opens the door and screeches.
"Jesus, baby, what the hell?" Jayne looks behind her, trying to find what made her screech.
"You scared me." River whispers, her voice sounding scratchy to even her ears.
"Whatcha doin' outa bed anyways?" Jayne asks, gently swinging her up into his arms.
"Had to relieve myself." River rest her head on Jayne's shoulder, her eyes closing contentedly.
"Oh." Jayne carries her back into her room and sets her down on the bed.
"Jayne." River whispers, snagging his hand before he can leave. "Lie with me?"
"Just gonna turn off the light." Jayne flicks the light off, shuts the door and strips down to his boxers.
River moves towards the wall and the second he lies down, cuddles into his side.
"Baby, you cold?"
"Was." River rubs her face against his side. "Not now."
"Oh." Jayne turns slightly towards her and places his hand on her right hip, over his name, and buries his face in her hair. "Night, baby."
"It's night?" River murmurs.
"Yeah." Jayne mumbles. "You slept for bout fourteen hours."
"Oh." River cuddles deeper into him, basking in his warmth.
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"Mattie." Simon whispers, holding his hands out to the little girl. "Come on, mommy needs her rest."
"Miss mommy." Mattie whines, squeezing between her parents on and away from him. "Go 'way, untle Simmy."
"Don't be mean, Mattie." River scolds quietly.
"Mommy!" Mattie squeals.
"Hi, sweetie." River opens her eyes to see Mattie's big blue ones. "How have you been?"
"Miss you."
"I missed you too sweetie." River says. "Tell you what, when we land, you, me, and daddy will go out and do something, just the three of us. Would you like that?"
Mattie nods excitedly.
"You have to let mommy rest then, pumpkin." Jayne mumbles. "Go on with your uncle Simon."
"Otay." Mattie kisses both her parents on the cheek and then climbs over her daddy to throw herself at Simon. "Hundry, untle Simmy."
"Then let's go eat." Simon carries her out of River's room, shutting the door behind him.
"How're ya feelin' baby doll?"
"Okay." River rubs her face against his arm. "My fever's gone but I'm itchy."
"Bet you got spots." Jayne's off the bed in a flash, flicking the light on and grabbing the bottle of pink lotion. "Take off that shirt, baby, time to do some doctorin'."
River laughs at his playful tone and pulls his t-shirt off, leaving her clad in nothing but his name. "You're just horny."
"Damn straight." Jayne agrees. "It's been two days."
"Oh, poor baby." River coos playfully.
Jayne turns her over and gently slaps her bottom.
River giggles.
"Oh, I found one." Jayne squirts some lotion onto his finger. "Right here." He touches the seam of her right butt cheek with his pink fingertip.
River sucks in a breath, the lotion cold and at the same time, slightly relieving the itch.
Jayne leans down and blows on the lotion, laughing when River moans. "What's the matter, baby?"
"You know what." River growls back.
Jayne laughs and moves down her legs. "Here's one." He finds another 'spot' on the back of her thigh and paints it pink. Then he blows warm air on it, helping it dry. He repeats the action up and down both her legs, smirking as she starts to wiggle under his breath and fingertips. "How ya doin', baby?"
"Horny." River grunts, spreading her legs in invitation.
"Now, doll, I gots to get you all medicine'd up." Jayne scolds, moving away from her legs to position himself at her back.
"Jayne." River whines.
"Shh." Jayne smacks her butt again. "I'm tryin' to concentrate."
River turns her head to glare at him and ends up squealing when he nips her butt cheek. "Meanie."
"Yep." Jayne drawls. "Ain't nobody told you I'm a mean ole merc?"
"Yes." River replies.
"Hmm." Jayne covers the spots on her back and blows them dry. He then flips her over and starts his 'medical procedure' on her front. "Well now, whadda we got here?"
River moans when he flicks her nipple with his finger. "That is not a chicken pox."
"You sure?" Jayne leans down to inspect it, his tongue tracing around her areola.
River moans again, her hands fisting into his hair. "Mmm, feels good."
"Does it now?" Jayne kisses his way across her chest and laps at her other nipple. His hand moves up to twist the nipple he just abandoned, basking in her mewls and moans. He can smell her, that rich, musky scent that only belongs to her and pulls away from her tits. "Guess you're right, them ain't pox. Time to move on then."
River tugs on his hair but he just pulls away, his tongue dragging down her stomach to circle her belly button. "Lookie here, I found one."
River sucks in a breath as he applies lotion to the spot right next to her belly button and then moans when he blows hot air over it. "There are more spots, lower."
Jayne chuckles and slowly applies lotion to the spots over her stomach and hips.
River on the other hand, writhes and gasps, her body pulsing madly. It's torture while at the same time bliss, her body basking in Jayne's bit of worshipping.
He drops a kiss on his name and then moves down between her legs. He blows softly on her folds, chuckling when she squeals and then moves down to her legs.
River moans and then whimpers, her body throbbing for release and then being ignored. "Jayne?"
"Yeah, baby?" Jayne lotions up the spots on her upper thighs and slowly makes his way down towards her feet.
"I have an itch." River pants.
"I bet you do." Jayne grins, lookin' up her heaving body into her lust-filled eyes. "But I still ain't done."
River eyes Jayne then with a smoldering smirk, runs her hands down her chest to softly cup her breasts. She rubs her thumbs back and forth over her nipples, moaning at the sensation.
Jayne comes to a dead stop, his finger poised over her calf. "What're ya doin'?"
"They itch, Jayne." River tugs on her hard nipples. "I must scratch them."
"Oh, hell." Jayne mutters, the bottle of lotion falling out of his lax hand to hit the ground.
Looking Jayne in the eyes, River runs her hand down her belly and dances her fingers over her mound. "It really itches here." She slides her fingers between her folds, the quiet room suddenly filling with the sound of her fingers moving through her arousal. She brings her other hand down and uses her fingers to separate her folds, baring herself completely to Jayne's eyes. She can feel the blush cover her body but ignores her slight embarrassment to give Jayne something he's often fantasized about. She slides two fingers slowly around her opening, getting the digits nice and wet before sliding them into her body.
Jayne grips the mattress under him, wanting to crawl up her body and slam into her while at the same time not wanting to interrupt her 'itching'. It's bout the hottest thing he's ever seen, her slim fingers pumping in and out of her wet channel. But what makes it even better is how he can feel her watchin' him, can feel her eyes on him as she pleasures herself. He hopes she comes soon cause he ain't gonna be able to take much more.
River pumps her fingers quickly, wanting release as much as she knows he wants her to have it. She bends her knees and plants her feet flat on her mattress, enabling her to rock her hips against her hand better. The fingers of her free hand start to circle her clit, the nub hard and sensitive. She groans deep in her throat, her fingers moving madly in and out of her body while her other fingers roll and tug at her clit.
Jayne scoots up her body, ready to pounce on her the second after she's done. He knows the second she orgasms, sees the flood of her release soak her hand and hears the sound he's come to know well. Her thighs twitch with her trembles and he waits until her walls stop squeezing her fingers before he crawls up her body. He pulls her fingers out, popping them into his mouth to suck off her juices while he lines himself up with her open body. He slams inside her warm, wet body with one thrust, River's back arching on screech.
"Oh, god." River moans loudly, her legs wrapping around his hips. "Harder."
Jayne pulls out and slams back in, his fingers moving out of his mouth to slide between their bodies. He knows he ain't gonna last but a minute, not after the show she just put on, and he finds her already oversensitive clit and starts rubbin' it firmly.
"Mouth." River pants, tugging his mouth to hers. She needs to kiss him, needs to feel his tongue in her mouth. She moans at the taste of herself and sucks his tongue deeper into her mouth.
"Baby, c'mon." Jayne pants, his fingers moving forcibly over her clit. "C'mon, you gotta go first."
"Can't." River pants. "Too much."
Jayne rolls her clit and thrusts deeply into her body.
"JAYNE!" River screams, her eyes rolling back as her body is raked with, rough, deep, wonderful waves of pleasure.
"River!" Jayne bellows, his face burying in her hair as he empties himself into her welcoming body. He manages to collapse to the side though he couldn't say how, and pulls her against him. "God, you're hot, you know that?"
"I do now." River purrs, her leg rubbing sensually between his. "Jayne, you smudged my spots; don't you think you should reapply?"
Jayne starts to move down her body, looking up to leer at her. "You're right baby; can't go neglectin' my doctorin' duties."
River goes to agree but ends up moaning loudly as he buries her face between her legs. "No spots there."
"How'dya know that?" Jayne nips her clit. "Gotta investigate first."
River moves her legs over his shoulders, her feet digging into his back. "Investigate away."
Jayne pulls back and licks his wet lips, smirking at her wolfishly. "Oh, baby, I will."
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