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Ten Items of Love and Hate	By : BlueHarlequin Category: 1 through F > Firefly Views: 1907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Jayne
- 2-Simon
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Ten Items of Love and Hate
Author: BlueHarlequin
Disclaimer: Nothing of Firefly belongs to me; this is not for profit. No copyright infringement intended.
Warnings: graphic sex between men, pwp, fluff
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Jayne x Simon
Summary: Ten random points that Jayne and Simon love and hate about each other. No particular time frame, pre and post-BDM. Mostly established Jayne x Simon

Chapter 2 – Simon
One
Simon loves it when Jayne is aggressive. The erotic thrill he gets when Jayne presses him against the wall and takes him is like nothing else he's ever felt. It's always with little warning, maybe a flash of lust in the eyes, or a barely perceptible tightening of his jaw and Simon's breath catches in his throat as he realises what's about to happen. The mercenary always manages to trap him alone or in a dark corner. They haven't been caught yet, but the threat of discovery only heightens his arousal. By the time Jayne has him pinned against whatever horizontal or vertical surface is nearby the doctor's already painfully hard. Jayne grinds his body against his causing Simon to gasp as their erections rub together. "Ya like this, don't ya? Me takin' ya where and when I want?" The young doctor can only whimper in response as Jayne roughly pulls down his trousers, his shoes clattering to the floor. The mercenary unzips his pants and reaches into his back pocket pulling out a container of lube. Handing it to Simon he growls, "Slick me up." Simon can barely concentrate opening the jar as Jayne's free hand starts stroking him, the other still holding him to the wall. Jayne hisses as his slender fingers quickly rub the cool gel over him. With a snarl his hands are batted away and he's grabbed by the hips and lifted. His legs go around the mercenary's waist as he feels Jayne's cock line up with his entrance. Jayne's mouth comes over his to swallow the howl of pleasure as he thrusts in completely to the hilt. Simon can only hang on for the ride as he's fucked helplessly within an inch of his life. After all is said and done, Jayne helps him back into his clothes, straightening them both up as best he can. Simon can only stand dazed against the wall as the mercenary tenderly kisses him and walks away.
Two
Simon hates it when they're near Reaver space. The first time Reavers flew past when Simon had started bunking with Jayne he was both awed and horrified. Simon had been lying on the bed reading, listening to the sound of steel rasping against stone as Jayne sharpened his knives. Mal's voice floated over the intercom. Jayne stood, picking up Vera as he walked across the room and pulled open the curtain aside their bed. He remembers Jayne standing above him, eyes looking him over in an almost terrifying way. Jayne's favourite gun is placed on the bed before him and he waits for an explanation. "Move," is all Jayne says and Simon stands up only to be hauled down again into Jayne's arms. The mercenary rested his back against the wall and Simon felt the rise and fall of Jayne's chest against his back. He has only had a brief moment of panic as he feels Jayne's knife come up to rest against his throat. "Don't worry if it happens, I'll make it quick," is breathed lightly into his ear and Simon is pissed. He jabs his elbow back into the mercenary's side and grabs one of the guns off the rack. Turning in Jayne's lap to face him he sees a look of admiration flash across the mercenary's face. "No, we'll both go down fighting." They barely hear Mal's voice giving the all clear as Jayne pushes Simon down and starts tearing off his clothes.
Three
Simon loves it when Jayne cleans his guns. At first he hated it, the way Jayne would handle them would make him seethe with anger and jealousy. The first time he realised he was having resentful feelings towards the mercenary's guns he was appalled. For several weeks after that he had voluntarily taken clean up duty after dinner just to avoid being in their bunk. Somehow, Jayne seemed to guess that he was avoiding him, and Simon was faced with the unfortunate circumstance of cleaning with Jayne one night when he miraculously volunteered to help. Not only did it mean that they got done twice as fast but it mean that he no longer had an excuse not to join him in their bunk after dinner. The mercenary shoved him down on their bed once they got inside. Jayne divested him of all his clothes and tied him to the bed. "Jayne?" he asked breathlessly. The older man placed his chair next to the bed and began stripping down Vera. "Now Simon, I want ya ta watch everything I do, watch my hands real close now ya hear." By the time he was finished polishing the gun, Simon was begging for release. After about a month, Janye learned that if he really needed to clean his guns, he had to wait until Simon wasn't around.
Four
Simon hates it when Jayne is stubborn. "No! I am not having sex with you in the mess or the cockpit or Mal's room!" he hissed at his lover. It was bad enough that the cargo bay saw as much action as it did. The man was like a dog with a bone, and frankly it was getting harder to come up with counterpoints for his arguments. He conceded that the mess was usually empty at certain times of the day and that River would vacate the cockpit if asked. But Mal's room was a 'NO' and Simon could tell that one was the one he wanted the most, for what reason, he didn't want to think too deeply. One day while they were planetside, River waltzed into the living area where Simon and Jayne were playing Tall card. "S-i-m-o-n," She drawled his name. "Mal told me he's going out with Zoe to see a client and it's going to take a while. Everyone else is off ship too." She glided over to him and said in a conspiratorially loud whisper, "The code is 0443." She skipped away with an evil grin on her face. Before the young doctor could even get away, Jayne pounced on him and threw him over his shoulder. Days later, Mal casually handed Simon a pair of silk boxers as he told Jayne he was on tank duty for a month.
Five
Simon loves it when Jayne's self conscious. "Hey handsome." Simon chirps as Jayne walks into the dining area. He watches as his lover's face turns bright red. Kaylee giggles and Inara smirks. Mal laughs, "That is not the word I'd use to describe him." Simon looks offended for a moment, then his lips curl into an evil grin. "Really? I don't know. He's good all the qualities that make him handsome to me. He's strong, has an excellent physique and is great in bed. What more could you want?" Wash spews his tea across the table but Mal refuses to rise to the bait. "I'd a thought you would be all about having a partner with a brain like yours," he replied. Simon regarded the captain for a moment, "Mal, I doubt you would have kept Jayne on as a member of this crew if he wasn't smart." The doctor got up and walked toward the sleeping quarters, an unmistakable sway in his hips. Glancing over his shoulder he said, "Well he's certainly smart enough if he caught me." Mal flushed darkly as Inara laughed at him and Simon grins as he sees the hot promise of payback in Jayne's eyes.
Six
Simon hates it when Jayne's uncertain. Mal's pissed because he's found them for the first time tangled up together in Jayne's bunk. "Tiān xiăodé! This better not be what I think it is!" After months of arguing and sniping at each other Simon took a chance and attacked Jayne mid tirade. Jayne froze as soon as the doctor's mouth made contact with his. The next moment Simon was shoved against the wall and Jayne was kissing him so hard he saw stars. During the next few weeks, the kisses became hotter and longer and hands started to roam. Then finally, as he was lifting weights, he saw Simon looking at him, his eyes hooded and dark with lust. That first time Jayne had taken him against the wall in a dark corner of the cargo bay. Now they were both standing in same said cargo bay as Mal threatened to space Jayne for taking advantage of Simon. The young doctor felt a pain stab through his heart as Jayne looked at him, doubt clouding his eyes. Simon silences Mal's objections by grabbing Jayne's hand and announcing that he's have to space them both. It's as close of a declaration of love that Simon can make for now, but it's enough to convince the captain they're serious. As Mal walks away muttering, Simon looks up to see Jayne smiling at him in the most feral way. The wall in the dark corner of the cargo bay saw some more action that day.
Seven
Simon loves it when Jayne's jealous. He's been sitting at the bar for a good hour before the man across from him makes his move. The guy's been flirting with the young doctor for the past couple minutes and hasn't noticed the death glares Jayne has been shooting him from his place on the couch in the nearby lounge. Simon's playing a dangerous game, but then again, he's not too happy with the two whores sitting on either side of his lover, so he smiles easily at the guy coming toward him. The man sits down on the bar stool next to him, "Hi, I'm Monroe. What's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?" Simon's gaze flicks briefly over to where Jayne is shifting uncomfortably on the couch. He grins and lets himself take a good look, flirting just a little bit in return. The man is tall like Jayne but his hair is dark and he has a neatly trimmed beard and moustache. "I'm not here alone," he replies loud enough for Jayne to hear, "but I am kind of lonely." Simon thinks the guy's figured it out when he motions toward the lounge, and says, "I'm sure a cute thing like you wouldn't have any problem in an establishment such as this." The girls on the couch laugh enticingly, not catching the innuendo in Monroe's words. The doctor winks at him and replies, "Indeed." The man smirks and leans in close, whispering, "Let me help you, and in a way you'll be helping me." His eyes dart quickly across the bar and back as he slides his hand slowly up the doctor's thigh. Simon waits for it. With an enraged snarl, Jayne storms over, the murderous look across his face not fazing the man at the bar one bit. Simon yelps as he's thrown over the mercenary's shoulder and carried away. The last thing he sees as they go out the door is a lithe dark haired man arguing furiously with Monroe.
Eight
Simon hates it when Jayne's out on a job. He hates it almost as much as when Mal drags River along with them. Simon wonders how he's become so attached to the man, and imagines that it almost borders on some kind of obsession. He thinks in astonishment how mere months ago it seemed like they couldn't stand each other. The unresolved sexual tension had been so thick that River had cryptically said to him one night, "You need to do something about him before we all drown in your stupidity." Now here he was, barely able to function at the thought of Jayne being in danger. Simon shook his head ruefully as he checked all the supplies in the infirmary for the fifth time. He groaned out loud as he realised how neurotic he was being. Recognizing that he wasn't going to get anything accomplished moping around, Simon when back to their bunk. Lying down on their bed he rolled over, breathing in Jayne's scent from his pillow. His hand travelled down his chest, dipping inside of his slacks and past his boxers. Gripping himself firmly, Simon closed his eyes and imagined Jayne's hands on him as he stoked himself. His hands deftly squeezing and pulling his aroused flesh, bringing him ever closer to his orgasm. Unzipping his pants with his other hand, he pulled them down to reach behind him. His arm snaked in between his legs, uncaring at the wanton act he was about to indulge in. His middle finger breached his entrance and quickly sought out that special place that would give him release. Pressing firmly, he cried out Jayne's name though gritted teeth as lights flashed behind his closed eyes and his cum spilled messily out of him onto the bed. Simon lay there for a few minutes to catch his breath before cleaning himself up and walking back down to the infirmary. Then patiently and calmly, he waited.
Nine
Simon loves it when he's on top. The feelings are a bit too intense and it's over a bit too quickly. But it's SO worth it. It's one of the few times Jayne lets him take total control. He doesn't know what comes over him as the dirtiest things spill from his lips. "Oh, God Jayne ... you feel so good. Your cock is so hard. I love fucking myself on you." The elder man moans and it only makes him harder. Simon watches him pull at the restraints, knowing that he wants nothing more than to grab the young doctor and screw him senseless. Jayne's eyes are dark with lust and Simon feels like he is being touched with hot coals as the older man's gaze rakes over his naked body. The youth rolls his hips sharply causing the mercenary to jerk and gasp below him. Placing one hand on his cock and the other on Jayne's thigh to steady himself, he asks, "Would you like to see me stroke myself? Do you want to see me come all over you as I scream your name?" Jayne nods at him dumbly and he smiles with satisfaction that he's able to reduce the older man to silence. Simon rides him even harder as he begins fisting his cock. He can feel the tension building inside him, the pleasure rapidly taking him over the edge. "Jayne!" his voice is too loud in his ears and his body stiffens almost painfully as he feels the heat rush out of him and over his hand. He feels the older man shudder below him, a strangled exhalation of his name reaches his ears as Jayne's warmth fills him. Simon collapses on top of the man, pleased beyond measure that he's made the mercenary pass out yet again.
Ten
Simon hates it when River's right. "He fixed you." River says to him one night as he's working in the infirmary. "Who fixed me River? For that matter, I didn't realise I was broken." River glided over to him and punched a few buttons on the console shutting off the viewer. "Mei mei, I was working on that." River placed her hands on either side of his face and studied him intensely. "You were in pieces and he put them back together. He's good with his hands." She giggled. Simon felt his face growing warm as he thought about just how good Jayne was with his hands. He frowned at his sister. "River, you remember what I told you about people's private thoughts? It's not nice to pry." She made a face, "Silly, it's not private, everyone can see!" With that she danced out of the room just as Jayne walked up. "What was she goin' on about?" The doctor shook his head, "River was just telling me that I was broken and you fixed me." Jayne grabbed his hands and pulled him into an embrace. In a rare moment of perceptiveness he said, "Well ya were pretty broken up on account o' your sister," he pulled them closer and placed his hand on Simon's backside. The young doctor shivered as the mercenary's touch turned from comforting to stimulating, "but I'd like ta think you've gotten better since I've put my hands on ya." He smirked and Simon could only agree as he was lowered to the floor.

Fin
hmm, Simon is far more pervy in my mind than Jayne is, wonder why is that ...
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