Rayne Fic: Reborn - New

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Title: New
Series: Reborn
Author: nutmeg610
Rating: NC - 17 (oh that's right, your eyes aren't deceiving you! I wrote teh porn. And PWP too!)
Summary: Jayne and River get intimate for the first time.
Notes: (So the author who said she didn't think she'd ever write porn is obviously a liar. :P I would consider this really PWP, so if you aren't a fan, you can skip this part, and it won't mess with your overall understanding of the story. Plus it's my first time writing teh p0rn, so it could just be crap, in which case, feel free to skip! *covers eyes and hides, fearful of the general reaction* Oh wait, *runs back*, I should explain that I see this as more realistic than the fantasy stuff we see alot. I'll let you figure that out as you read! *hides again*)

Round Up Post






It was finally the rainy season on the small Border moon. Luckily, the rain that fell wasn't a full-blown thunderstorm, but the gentle rain that one would stay in bed in the morning to hear falling on the roof, or would go outside to twirl and dance in, arms outstretched towards the sky. It was the kind of rain folk begged for, because the price of water went down, and it replenished the dying grass.

On this particular night, the rain had been falling off and on since dinner, but River and Jayne had stopped paying attention to its sound long ago. At the moment, they were only focused on each other.

Neither one was sure how they had gotten to the point they were at, but after heading upstairs for bed, they started kissing and caressing, and things moved further than they ever had for them together.

Jayne had been taking things slow with River. They'd been sharing the same bed for nearly a month, but hadn't gone past kissing. He knew how innocent she was, and he didn't want to rush her or push her to do something she'd regret later. Jayne was usually a man who satisfied his needs and didn't stick around for breakfast the next day, but things were different now. He had a home on the ground, not in the air, and he had only one girl, that he wanted to keep with him for a good long time. 'A good long time' was how he viewed things with her. Words like 'forever' would make him too apprehensive of where they were headed together. Keeping it open-ended sounding was better for him. It helped keep him from screwing things up.

However, as the rain fell on the roof, he wasn't thinking about the future. He was too preoccupied with the here and now, especially with making River moan. He inhaled the spring flower scent of her hair as she wriggled against him on their bed.

"Mmmm..." River murmured, arching her back against the bed, and pressing her face against Jayne's shoulder. Jayne tightened his arm around her, pulling her closer, while his other hand continued to touch her softly inbetween her legs.

"You like that?" he asked quietly.

"Mmm hmm." River answered, eyes fluttering shut. He had never touched her like this before, but that night, his fingers had started at her calves and worked their way up, and she gave no indication that she wanted him to stop. By the time he reached her inner thighs, she had felt sensations course through her that she had never felt before, not even when she'd accidentally glean Wash and Zoe's feelings or Simon and Kaylee's back on Serenity. She had started rocking her hips against his hand without even understanding why she needed to, only that she had to.

Jayne continued to slowly brush against her folds, her wetness coating his fingertips. He rubbed one finger against her entrance, noting River's increased breath rate.

"Lift yer hips for me, bao bei." he murmured against her forehead. She did so without question, placing her feet flat against the mattress, and he pushed one finger inside her.

River's eyes flew open. "Ow!"

Jayne froze. "Ow?"

Gripping his t-shirt with one hand, River nodded. "Uh huh. Hurts."

Jayne was trying to wrap his mind around that while he held himself still within her. As much as he counted himself an expert about such matters, he really wasn't getting it.

"Really?"

"Well, no, not now. Not if you don't move."

"O-kay." Jayne answered slowly.

River bit her lip. "Sorry." she mumbled. "It's just all so new and--"

"Shhh..." Jayne soothed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "S'okay, I'll jus' go slower."

River let out a shaky breath and nodded against his shoulder, grip loosening on his shirt.

"Jus' try ta relax." Jayne added, slowly sliding his finger in further.

River bit the inside of her cheek and decided that was easy for him to say.

"Yer muscles." Jayne continued. "Relax yer muscles, I mean."

"Oh." she whispered, exhaling slowly and trying her best. "My Jayne is a big man." she added. "Big arms, big hands, big fingers..."

He chuckled at that as he began to move his finger in and out. At her sharp intake of breath, he asked, "This okay?"

"I, It's-- yes." she answered finally. The stretching, burning feeling that she had initially felt had subsided, and was just a dull throb. She couldn't really have described to him how it felt. Not good or bad, just odd and new. She supposed 'okay' was a good term to describe it.

As he continued thrusting, Jayne nudged her forehead with his chin. "C'mere." he said. River lifted her head and he bent his down to kiss her. Their lips met and River felt herself relax a bit more. His lips parted as he pushed his tongue out against her lips, running it along her top lip first, then her bottom. He pressed it to the seam of her lips and she obligingly opened her mouth to let him in. Jayne added the brush of his thumb against her clit as he kissed her deeper, his tongue twirling around hers.

Her hand came up to his neck and she pulled his face against hers, moaning softly.

He broke away from her mouth and started kissing along her cheek and down across her jawline. He nipped at her neck and then lifted his head back up to gently suck on her earlobe. Her hand tightened around his neck as his tongue slid out to lick up the shell of her ear.

He finally noticed that while she was making soft mewling noises as he kissed her, she had stopped moving her hips. Shouldn't she had started to feel something by now? He returned his mouth to her and pushed a second finger inside her.

"Ow, ow, OW!" River cried out against his mouth, muscles tightening around him. Jayne winced and quickly pulled the second finger back out.

"Sorry, I'm goin' too fast."

River let out a breath. "I'm just not used to this."

"I know, I'm sorry."

She cuddled against his side and he tightened his arm around her, trying to ignore the prickly feeling as it had fallen asleep awhile ago.

"Don't be sorry. I'm sorry I'm not feeling what I should."

"Hey," Jayne said, pulling back to see her face, "don't say that. Don't apologize, dong ma?"

She looked uncertain, but she nodded. Jayne slowly removed his other finger and continued, "I got sumthin' else we can try. Might feel better." He noticed the same uncertain look on her face, so he added, "You trust me?"

She blinked in surprise and nodded right away. "Of course."

"'Kay, jus' stay relaxed." he said, letting go of her and moving down inbetween her legs. He pressed a kiss to the inside of her knee, then moved up to her thigh.

River looked down her body at him, feeling a bit of warmth start to spread through her. As he opened his mouth against her inner thigh and pressed his tongue against her skin, it turned into a wildfire. A moan escaped her lips and he glanced up, his lips curving into a smile against her. He closed his eyes and pressed a series of kisses against her soft skin, leading to her entrance, before his tongue darted out and he licked a path down her folds.

"Ohhhh!" River moaned, hips lifting up.

His hands came up to hold her hips steady as he moved his tongue inside her, exploring her inner walls. River started shaking slightly, and reached her hand down to bury in his hair to steady herself even more.

This definitely felt better than his finger had. She rocked her hips in his hands and whimpered. "Deeper..." she whispered, unsure where the voice had even came from, because she hadn't consulted her brain before she'd said it.

Jayne pushed his tongue deeper inside her, swirling it around and causing River to see stars in front of her eyes.

"Oh...! Oh, Jayne..." she whimpered out. Her one hand gripped his short hair tightly while the other went up and gripped her own hair at the forehead, because if she didn't hold on tightly to something, she reasoned, she might float up to the ceiling.

Jayne moved one hand away from her hip to rub his thumb against her clit. River recalled him having done that before. Long forgotten images from textbooks came flashing through her brain then, and while she knew that he was touching her clitoris, and it was supposed to feel pleasurable, all she felt was a slight tickle. She wondered if that was the way it started, or if it was different with her for some reason.

He suddenly switched, moving his tongue to her clit and pushing his finger inside of her again. She didn't mind, as long as he kept his tongue on her. She decided that his tongue was her new favorite body part on Jayne, having knocked his arms and eyes down to second and third on the list.

The warmth that had turned into a wildfire was now a burning inferno, and she rocked against him in need. He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking gently, and tingles spread throughout River's body. The tingles turned to shudders, and finally her body stiffened as a pleasurable feeling spread through her.

"Ohhh..." she moaned out again, squeezing his hair and her own tightly. It was a soft, high-pitched moan, and Jayne looked up, rather surprised and confused. Had she just had an orgasm? Because he'd never been with a woman who'd been so quiet having one. But her body had clenched around his finger, and in the dim light he could see her face was flushed, sweat clinging to her brow. Maybe she had after all.

"Soo..." Jayne began, uncertainly, "I take it ya liked that?"

River slowly lifted her heavy lids. Wearily nodding her head, she mumbled, "Uh huh."

Jayne crawled up the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. "How'd it feel?"

"Gooooood." River answered with a smile. She buried her face against his chest and let out a deep, relaxed sigh. Her mind started buzzing with activity, and she realized Jayne was disappointed and confused. Her smile fading, she heard his thoughts slip into her head.

Pulling back, she looked up at him. "Did I do something wrong?"

"What?" Jayne asked, looking down at her. "No, of course not."

"Then why didn't I feel more? You think I should have had a bigger release."

"Uhh..." Jayne paused. "Well, no, I jus'... Well, ya said ya liked it, right? Felt good?"

River nodded her confirmation. "But-- But, normally, they would be bigger?"

"I dunno." Jayne mused, looking at a spot over her head against the wall. "I think I remember hearin' once that some women don't git big ones, when they do have 'em."

"Oh," she replied, feeling disappointed in herself. She loved Jayne, so why hadn't she felt more? Was it due to her genetic makeup, or was it something else? Maybe it was. Maybe she was somehow flawed or defective. She didn't know. She had never had an orgasm before. Sure, she had experimented by herself, plenty of times, but just enough to release the ache. She had never felt anything as powerful as what Jayne had just given her, and here she discovered it was supposed to be even more powerful than that. What was wrong with her? Was there a hormonal error? Or was her body somehow damaged...

"Oh," she said again, realization in her tone this time.

"Hey, it's ok, next time there'll be a bigger finish."

"No," she said, "what if-- what if they did something to me? What if they broke me?"

"What?" Jayne asked, tightening his arms, her second favorite body part, around her small frame.

"What if the bad men in blue gloves did something so I can't feel pleasure?" River looked up at him in despair, tears in her eyes.

Jayne stared at her in shock. "Baby, they didn't-- I mean, why wo--, jus'... why?"

"Why not?" she answered softly. "Look at what they did do. And there's black spots on my memory, time I lost at the start, when they began. They could have done something, and I don't remember it."

"No." Jayne said, rocking her gently in his arms. "They didn't. Yer jus' worryin' too much. Remember, this was yer first time, so mebbe ya jus' need time ta git warmed up."

River remembered how she had felt on fire when he moved his mouth over her, and she shook her head. "Weapons don't feel pleasure. They are objects, tools. They feel nothing--"

Jayne pulled back and took her chin firmly in his hand. His eyes flashed with anger, but she knew it wasn't directed at her. "Don't you ever say that again." he said lowly. "You ain't a weapon. Yer a woman, dong ma?" He waited until she nodded, then he pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her with more passion than he had earlier that night, perhaps with more than he ever had. When he pulled back, River moaned at the feeling of only air on her swollen lips, and not his own.

"Did you like that?" Jayne asked breathlessly.

She nodded. "Yes."

"Find it pleasurable?"

"Yes."

"Then you ain't a weapon, bao bei." he said gently, pulling her back against him.

Finally realizing that he was right, River let out a sob of relief and grabbed his shirt tightly, burying her face in his shoulder. He rocked her quietly back and forth, letting her take time to collect herself. She sniffed back her unshed tears and lifted her face.

"Next time will be better." she said, deciding that there were different ways for a person to be warmed up, and she just hadn't found hers yet. "With time, I will do better."

"We got plenty 'a time, Moonbeam." Jayne answered. "I can wait fer ya."

River smiled as new tears reached the corners of her eyes. "Really?"

"'Course, why you thinkin' otherwise? Hell, you'd think I don't love ya 'er sumthin'."

With a giggle, River started stroking his back. "No, I know you do."

"Good." he huffed, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

River continued rubbing circles against his back, moving slowly to his side and down his thigh. She paused, then lifted her hand up to brush against the bulge in his pants. He let out a sharp gasp as his hips moved of their own accord. Biting her lip to hold in her girlish giggle, River gently cupped him in her hand, excited that she could make such a groan come from his throat.

"Now you need to feel pleasure." River said matter-of-factly.

"Uh huh..." Jayne mumbled, mesmorized but her tiny fingers dancing magic across his man parts. Snapping back to reality, he added, "But ya don't have to."

"But you need it." River persisted, rubbing him firmly.

Jayne moaned as his hips bucked against her. "Yeah, but-- but it'll go away on it's own."

River shook her head. "But that will hurt." When he looked at her curiously, she added, "I was reading my brother's medical textbooks by the time I was six. I know it will hurt you." She paused and lifted her face up so her warm breath was brushing across his face as she whispered, "Plus I would like to touch you as you have touched me."

"Yeah?" Jayne whispered, a hairsbreadth away from tearing his pants off.

"Mmm hmm." she answered, sitting up and pushing him onto his back so she could straddle him. The last image of him throwing his ripped pants across the room stayed in her mind, causing her to grin as she slowly unbuttoned his fly.

He groaned again, hands moving to her thighs, rubbing up and down and pushing her nightgown up, which made it hard for her to concentrate on getting him undressed. Finally, she got his pants unzipped and started pulling them down, Jayne lifting his hips without her needing to tell him.

She maneuvered them down to his knees, before crawling back up his thighs and regarding the even bigger bulge in his boxer shorts. She slipped her tiny hand up, rubbing against him briefly before moving up to his waistband. She looked up at his closed eyes.

"Jayne?"

His eyes opened slowly and he looked down at her in a foggy haze. "Yeah?"

"Will you show me what to do?"

Now it was Jayne's turn to grin. "What, those medical books don't teach ya how to jack off yer man?"

River tilted her head and narrowed her eyes as he snickered. "No. I'm not sure how."

Jayne slid his hand over hers. "'Course I'll show ya. But you don't git me outta these shorts soon and there'll be nuthin' ta show."

Smiling, River bobbed her head in a nod and pulled his boxers down to his knees. Looking back up, her eyes went as wide as saucers before she scrunched her face up. "Ow..." she murmured, taking in the size of him.

Jayne chuckled, a smug look on his face. "Yeah, guess so."

River pressed her hands to her abdomen. "I think my female parts just screamed."

Jayne burst out laughing and pulled her hands away from her stomach, placing them down against his own. "Don't worry, bao bei. That won't be for awhile yet. We jus' gotta get you ready fer him."

"Ready?" River murmured, confused.

Jayne nodded, hoping to get back to his and his John Thomas's needs before he exploded. "Get you stretched out a bit, know what I mean?"

Thinking back, River remembered how even a second finger had hurt her. She nodded, understanding that it would take time until she was truly ready. She looked down at him and said, "I comprehend your meaning. But now it is time for your pleasure."

"Hell yeah it is, baby." Jayne said with a smile. Taking her hand, he gently guided her fingertips to stroke his tip. He noted with a bit of humor that it looked like she was petting a wild animal, with apprehension on her face.

"He ain't gonna bite ya."

Lifting her eyes to his, River blushed. "I know; I just don't want to do the wrong thing."

"You won't." Jayne insisted, taking her fingers and wrapping them around him. She raised her eyebrows, but smiled, so Jayne figured she must be doing fine so far. He showed her how to slide up and down, then released her hand, lifting his own up to sweep her hair behind her ear. He kept his hand on the back on head as she leaned over him.

River had raised her eyebrows because she couldn't believe how soft his skin was. She wasn't sure what she had expected it to feel like though. She certainly knew what it looked like. She had seen pictures in textbooks before, so she was prepared for that, but that hadn't prepared her for the feel of him.

Glancing up, she saw him gazing back at her, eyes half-closed. He nodded encouragingly. "Jus' like that, baby." She moved her hand faster and squeezed harder, his eyes shutting as he grabbed a fistful of her hair. "Uh huh, you got it." he growled out, hips lifting her up.

Her hand was already starting to feel cramped, and she wondered how long on average he took before he had his release. Rubbing her hand along his smooth skin, she thought maybe it would feel nice against her mouth. She bent down and pushed her hand down to the base, then pressed a kiss to the tip.

The resulting whimper he let out was like nothing she'd ever heard come from him before, and she lifted her head quickly to make sure she'd done something he liked.

Jayne, on the other hand, decided that she was trying to make his eyes roll completely back in his head, and at the rate she was going, she was gonna succeed. He opened his eyes and saw her worried look.

"Felt good." he mumbled, resisting the impulse to pull her head back down, and opting to squeeze the handful of hair he held instead.

Looking relieved, River ducked her head down and opened her mouth, pressing kisses along, and running her tongue around his length. When her kisses led her back to his tip, she slid her mouth down over him, and swirled her tongue around, imitating the way he had swirled his tongue inside of her.

Jayne moaned as his free hand fisted the sheet beside him. He'd been with plenty of women, but it definitely felt better being with someone he loved. He didn't know he could have so many emotions coursing through him at once. Before River, he'd had two moods: angry and horny. Now he found he was horny, estastic, blessed, amused, content, grateful, and about fifty other emotions he couldn't catalogue at the moment.

River stopped swirling her tongue and focused on sucking his hard length instead. One hand was braced against the bed, holding her weight, while the other still held the base of his manhood. Through the fallen tendrils of hair, she could see his white-knuckled grip on the sheets. Spreading her legs farther apart to balance herself, she moved her hand from where it was planted on the bed on top on his. He automatically turned his hand over and they threaded their fingers, palmed pressed tightly together.

Jayne was taking quick gasps of breath as River's mouth worked him to his peak. "River, baby, gonna come..." he whispered out. She squeezed his hand to let him know she'd heard him, but she continued sucking, only adjusting by moving her mouth closer to his tip. She had no idea how much he would release, but she certainly didn't want to choke to death. It would be such an embarrassing demise.

"Baby..." he murmured suddenly, and she looked up out of the corner of her eye. "I love ya, ai ya, how I love ya." And then Jayne's eyes rolled back as he came with a wordless shout, tightly gripping her hand and her hair.

River slipped her mouth from him and made a face at the saltiness in her mouth. Jayne was panting as he stroked his thumb along the back of her hand, and reminded himself to release the death grip he had on her hair. He loosened his fingers and smoothed her hair down. Opening his eyes, he was met by the unpleasant look on his girl's face.

Letting a smile slip onto his own face, he asked, "Didn't swallow?" She shook her head. "Wanna spit?" She nodded. He reached blindly beside him for the wastebasket under the nightstand, and finding it, brought it up to her. "Here."

She spit once, then grabbed the sides of the can and spit again for good measure. Jayne chuckled as he set it back down.

"C'mere."

River climbed up his body and laid down on his chest. He was just draping his arms around her, ready for sleep, when she lifted her head.

"I hope you did not find that insulting. It was not my intent."

"Insultin'?" Jayne mumbled, confused and sleepy.

"That I did not swallow your release." River said, eyes searching his face worriedly.

"Oh, hun," Jayne said, patting her back, "tweren't insultin'. I wouldn't 'a swallowed either."

River giggled and laid back down allowing herself to relax. "It's just that it was very salty."

"No go se?" Jayne said, sounding surprised.

"Mmm hmm."

"Huh." he answered sleepily.

River felt a shiver work it's way through her, though whether it was from the cold or the realization that she and Jayne were now connected in a way they never had been before, she wasn't sure. Still, she decided that she needed to be warmer.

"Cold." she whispered to him.

"Mmm.. blanket." he mumbled, hand reaching down for it, but coming up empty. "Down there."

River sat up. "I'll get it." she whispered back, twisting around and reaching until she found it, nearly kicked off the bed, and pulled it up. She looked up at his body, his pants and boxers still around his knees.

"Would you like me to pull your pants back up?" she inquired. When he didn't answer, she raised an eyebrow. "Jayne?" She was answered with a soft snore. Suppressing a laugh, she pulled the blanket over them as she settled back against his chest.

"It has been a good night, Cowboy." she whispered to him, snuggling in.

Without waking, Jayne let out an incoherent mumble and wrapped his arms around her. River smiled sweetly and listened to the fall of the rain against the roof until she drifted off to sleep.

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