Green Lace Part 4
Title: Cause and Effect
Series Title: Green lace
Author: FabledFigment
Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me.
Rating: R (For camping out in Jayne’s filthy mind)
Previous
The women stayed closed in Inara’s shuttle for two whole days. After only a couple hours, Mal and Simon started interrogating Jayne about the whys and wherefores. Jayne kept things as simple as possible.
He and River were fighting. He asked Inara to help. Inara decided to get all the females on the boat in on talking to River. Enough said.
Jayne would almost have been worried about them if he hadn’t heard giggling coming from the kitchen both nights. Clearly things were going well. Hopefully they weren’t laughing at him much.
Jayne did his best to go about his regular routine. Except for the tension in his spine he could almost forget that they were up there doing their council thing.
He was at his weights again when the shuttle’s lock cycled open. He tensed, but stubbornly continued his rep.
“Jayne, I’ve come to warn you that River is not going to stop trying to seduce you.” Inara looked down on him where he lay on his weight bench. She looked flawless as ever.
“But…” Jayne set the bar back in the rests and sat up.
“Unless… unless you stop fantasizing about her.” Inara frowned slightly. “For reasons she has difficulty articulating, River really does want a sexual relationship with you.”
Jayne swallowed, unable to speak.
Good thing ‘Nara wasn’t done talking yet.
“You need to make a decision, Jayne, and you need to stick to it. Either give in gracefully to her seduction, or put her out of your mind. Choose to never think about her in a sexual way.”
“Inara…” Jayne wiped his face with his towel.
The companion shook her head. “You think it’s unfair that she has been teasing you for a few days. You have been teasing her since we took them on board. As far as I can see, the whole situation has grown out of the mountain of erotic images that I imagine must roll off of you in waves. Can you deny that you fantasize about her?”
Jayne set his jaw stubbornly. “Inara, I think on all the pretty girls I meet.”
“We don’t let you describe those thoughts to us out loud.” Inara shuddered. “In her case, your thoughts are intrusive. Imagine how it would be if you were describing them to her out loud when she couldn’t get away.”
“You’re saying she’ll stop if I stop?” Jayne chewed at his lower lip.
“Yes, but if you don’t she will continue.” Inara sighed. “She is very stubborn about that. She has agreed to give you some time to consider.”
Inara swept away towards her shuttle.
“Oh, one more thing.” Inara paused at the stairs. “Mal and Simon will not be permitted to kill you for giving in to her determined seduction.”
Inara returned to her shuttle before Jayne was able to form another question for her.
After a quick shower, Jayne grabbed the quarter bottle of bad scotch he had tucked away in the kitchen. He thought about getting a glass, but he figured he’d be drinking the rest anyway, so why bother.
He gulped some down and replaced the lid tightly. That luh suh was gonna end up inside him, not all over the floor.
He sat on his bed and set the bottle on the floor.
Jayne pulled River’s panties out of his pocket. He stared down at them as the buzz started to hit.
Never make mind sex with the image of the crazy girl ever again?
He ran his rough thumb over the lace.
Could he do that?
She was his most common wet dream. That used to be Inara, but after Miranda…
He couldn’t help it when he was sleeping, but could he stop thinking about her when he was awake?
Jayne sniffed at the panties. They mostly smelled like his pocket now. Too bad, that.
He stood, planning to put the lacy thing into a drawer, but they somehow ended up back in his pocket instead.
He sighed and threw himself back on his bed. He probably could put her entirely out of his mind if he was determined enough. Did he really want to try?
According to ‘Nara, he could have the real thing.
He could exhaust himself in her arms. Possibly over and over, if she was agreeable.
Jayne had never had regular trim out between ports. In fact, he couldn’t recall if he’d ever had a girl out in the Black.
Did he…
Hell yeah, he wanted that. He wanted her in particular. But it was an uncomfortable desire; filled to the brim with questions and guilt. Jayne wasn’t used to feeling guilty.
As for Inara’s promise that Mal and Simon wouldn’t be a problem, he was pretty sure that didn’t include after he’d hurt her and she was crying.
He was gonna make her cry. Fact of life. That’s just the kind of hun dan he was.
He just had to be himself and she’d be bawling right away.
Sexing River was gonna get him kicked off the boat. Hopefully tossed onto the dock, not into the Black.
Either way, doing this would cost him the best berth he’d ever had. It would leave him with nothing but guns and memories.
Well then, he was just gonna have to leave Serenity. He swallowed. He’d been with the boat so long he almost… Oh, well, he would have to figure something out.
Because, if she was serious, there was no way in the Shepherd’s Special Hell he was gonna pass up the opportunity.
Jayne relaxed, decision made. His whole body thrummed with anticipation.
He glanced at the bottle on the floor. Seemed like he wouldn’t be needing the rest of that after all.
He settled back to paint pretty pictures in his mind to announce his decision to her.
If Crazy was still in a seducing frame of mind, he was gonna give in to her. Not gracefully like ‘Nara’d said, more like energetically.
*
Jayne didn’t go looking for her. He figured she’d come to him again.
She did.
He was shifting some things in the hold, stowing clutter and the like.
He looked up and there she was, looking all fairy-like in one of those short, too low cut dresses she always wore. Jayne let his eyes linger lustfully; let himself imagine touching that creamy skin.
She approached him cautiously.
“I ain’t changing for you.” Jayne began belligerently.
She nodded gravely, still approaching.
“I’m not a nice man. I’ll probably hurt you.”
River looked up at him solemnly with those big round eyes.
“I ain’t giving up sexin other women. In my head or in person.” He watched for her reaction to that.
River’s lips twitched, but she nodded calmly.
“An’ your brother and I will likely come to blows.” He glared.
They stared at each other for several long moments.
“Acceptable.” Was all the reply she made.
“And I ain’t never gonna kiss you on the mouth.” He announced.
“Never is a long time.” River’s gaze remained even. “But that stipulation is agreed upon as well.”
They were silent again.
Jayne cleared his throat. “I reckon I could even figure out how to make it pleasuring for you; foreplay and such. I don’t know much about that side of things. Whores ain’t paid to need that and I doubt I’m any good at it, but I’ll try.”
“How sweet.” River started to smile. “I’ll be in your bunk.” She said, grin spreading. “Are you coming?”
Jayne dropped what he was doing.
“Yup.” He licked his lips. “Right now?”
She just laughed and ran off.
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Series Title: Green lace
Author: FabledFigment
Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me.
Rating: R (For camping out in Jayne’s filthy mind)
Previous
The women stayed closed in Inara’s shuttle for two whole days. After only a couple hours, Mal and Simon started interrogating Jayne about the whys and wherefores. Jayne kept things as simple as possible.
He and River were fighting. He asked Inara to help. Inara decided to get all the females on the boat in on talking to River. Enough said.
Jayne would almost have been worried about them if he hadn’t heard giggling coming from the kitchen both nights. Clearly things were going well. Hopefully they weren’t laughing at him much.
Jayne did his best to go about his regular routine. Except for the tension in his spine he could almost forget that they were up there doing their council thing.
He was at his weights again when the shuttle’s lock cycled open. He tensed, but stubbornly continued his rep.
“Jayne, I’ve come to warn you that River is not going to stop trying to seduce you.” Inara looked down on him where he lay on his weight bench. She looked flawless as ever.
“But…” Jayne set the bar back in the rests and sat up.
“Unless… unless you stop fantasizing about her.” Inara frowned slightly. “For reasons she has difficulty articulating, River really does want a sexual relationship with you.”
Jayne swallowed, unable to speak.
Good thing ‘Nara wasn’t done talking yet.
“You need to make a decision, Jayne, and you need to stick to it. Either give in gracefully to her seduction, or put her out of your mind. Choose to never think about her in a sexual way.”
“Inara…” Jayne wiped his face with his towel.
The companion shook her head. “You think it’s unfair that she has been teasing you for a few days. You have been teasing her since we took them on board. As far as I can see, the whole situation has grown out of the mountain of erotic images that I imagine must roll off of you in waves. Can you deny that you fantasize about her?”
Jayne set his jaw stubbornly. “Inara, I think on all the pretty girls I meet.”
“We don’t let you describe those thoughts to us out loud.” Inara shuddered. “In her case, your thoughts are intrusive. Imagine how it would be if you were describing them to her out loud when she couldn’t get away.”
“You’re saying she’ll stop if I stop?” Jayne chewed at his lower lip.
“Yes, but if you don’t she will continue.” Inara sighed. “She is very stubborn about that. She has agreed to give you some time to consider.”
Inara swept away towards her shuttle.
“Oh, one more thing.” Inara paused at the stairs. “Mal and Simon will not be permitted to kill you for giving in to her determined seduction.”
Inara returned to her shuttle before Jayne was able to form another question for her.
After a quick shower, Jayne grabbed the quarter bottle of bad scotch he had tucked away in the kitchen. He thought about getting a glass, but he figured he’d be drinking the rest anyway, so why bother.
He gulped some down and replaced the lid tightly. That luh suh was gonna end up inside him, not all over the floor.
He sat on his bed and set the bottle on the floor.
Jayne pulled River’s panties out of his pocket. He stared down at them as the buzz started to hit.
Never make mind sex with the image of the crazy girl ever again?
He ran his rough thumb over the lace.
Could he do that?
She was his most common wet dream. That used to be Inara, but after Miranda…
He couldn’t help it when he was sleeping, but could he stop thinking about her when he was awake?
Jayne sniffed at the panties. They mostly smelled like his pocket now. Too bad, that.
He stood, planning to put the lacy thing into a drawer, but they somehow ended up back in his pocket instead.
He sighed and threw himself back on his bed. He probably could put her entirely out of his mind if he was determined enough. Did he really want to try?
According to ‘Nara, he could have the real thing.
He could exhaust himself in her arms. Possibly over and over, if she was agreeable.
Jayne had never had regular trim out between ports. In fact, he couldn’t recall if he’d ever had a girl out in the Black.
Did he…
Hell yeah, he wanted that. He wanted her in particular. But it was an uncomfortable desire; filled to the brim with questions and guilt. Jayne wasn’t used to feeling guilty.
As for Inara’s promise that Mal and Simon wouldn’t be a problem, he was pretty sure that didn’t include after he’d hurt her and she was crying.
He was gonna make her cry. Fact of life. That’s just the kind of hun dan he was.
He just had to be himself and she’d be bawling right away.
Sexing River was gonna get him kicked off the boat. Hopefully tossed onto the dock, not into the Black.
Either way, doing this would cost him the best berth he’d ever had. It would leave him with nothing but guns and memories.
Well then, he was just gonna have to leave Serenity. He swallowed. He’d been with the boat so long he almost… Oh, well, he would have to figure something out.
Because, if she was serious, there was no way in the Shepherd’s Special Hell he was gonna pass up the opportunity.
Jayne relaxed, decision made. His whole body thrummed with anticipation.
He glanced at the bottle on the floor. Seemed like he wouldn’t be needing the rest of that after all.
He settled back to paint pretty pictures in his mind to announce his decision to her.
If Crazy was still in a seducing frame of mind, he was gonna give in to her. Not gracefully like ‘Nara’d said, more like energetically.
*
Jayne didn’t go looking for her. He figured she’d come to him again.
She did.
He was shifting some things in the hold, stowing clutter and the like.
He looked up and there she was, looking all fairy-like in one of those short, too low cut dresses she always wore. Jayne let his eyes linger lustfully; let himself imagine touching that creamy skin.
She approached him cautiously.
“I ain’t changing for you.” Jayne began belligerently.
She nodded gravely, still approaching.
“I’m not a nice man. I’ll probably hurt you.”
River looked up at him solemnly with those big round eyes.
“I ain’t giving up sexin other women. In my head or in person.” He watched for her reaction to that.
River’s lips twitched, but she nodded calmly.
“An’ your brother and I will likely come to blows.” He glared.
They stared at each other for several long moments.
“Acceptable.” Was all the reply she made.
“And I ain’t never gonna kiss you on the mouth.” He announced.
“Never is a long time.” River’s gaze remained even. “But that stipulation is agreed upon as well.”
They were silent again.
Jayne cleared his throat. “I reckon I could even figure out how to make it pleasuring for you; foreplay and such. I don’t know much about that side of things. Whores ain’t paid to need that and I doubt I’m any good at it, but I’ll try.”
“How sweet.” River started to smile. “I’ll be in your bunk.” She said, grin spreading. “Are you coming?”
Jayne dropped what he was doing.
“Yup.” He licked his lips. “Right now?”
She just laughed and ran off.
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