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TITLE: Safe And Sound
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 3 of ?
FANDOM: Firefly
SHIP: Jayne / River
RATING: NC17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: None, so’s I know of.
SYNOPSIS: River just wants to be safe and strangely that’s how Jayne makes her feel.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own FireFly. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies. Also I so don’t speak Chinese so all that is just plain made up.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
Jayne looked down at River speculatively. “More?” he echoed her question with simplicity and she nodded. “Are you sure? I think you’ve had enough for one day.” he teased her playfully as he gently rubbed the pad of his thumb over her lip and teeth until she opened her mouth and then nipped at his finger. “No… I want more.” She insisted, her teeth catching his thumb with more pressure. He smiled down at her when she released him and let his hand trail slowly down her body. She sighed sexily when he took a moment to caress the curve of her breast and let his thumb roll the taut little peak of her nipple before letting his fingers ghost lower. He loved the way her body responded with little tremors and her breathing changed even to his light touch. He let his hand rest on her hip before he leaned closer to her head. “Roll over.” He instructed softly and ran his tongue along the shell of her ear before nipping the tip of her earlobe.
River made a feline purr as she stretched out while doing as he’d instructed. He squeezed her waist while he rubbed his thumbs back and forth on the curves of her ass cheeks. She craned her head to look at him over her creamy shoulder, her eyes sparkling with anticipation and her face framed by her tussled mass of dark curls as she playfully resisted him for a moment before she let him pull her up onto her hands and knees. His throbbing erection nestled in the crack of her ass and he couldn’t help rocking his hips to slide back and forth along the satin of her skin. He ran his tongue slowly up along her spine and grazed his teeth along and nipped at her skin, making her twitch and make little noises deep in her throat.
Jayne’s larger frame allowed him to capture her lips while pulling his hips back far enough so that he could guide himself lower. They groaned in unison, their lips vibrating against each other as his dickhead slid through her folds, finding her hot, slick and inviting. He found her entrance and drove slowly forward. He felt her suck in a sharp breath and then let it out slow as he slid all the way into her tight, pulsing core to stir it as he circled his hips to grind against her firm ass cheeks. He started to thrust slowly, with short strokes so that the snug feminine flesh caressed his length. He heard her moan softly as she pressed back onto him.
He massaged her tiny waist, the fingers of his large hands almost touching as he pulled and pushed at her until she picked up the rhythm on her own. She felt her strong fingers gather handfuls of his blankets to brace herself as he bucked into her. “It… it feels different, but still… Still the same… So… So good!” she panted as he lengthened his strokes. She was so confident, so mature that it was easy to forget that all this was new to her. His pressed his lips lightly between her shoulder blades as he slid one of his down and around, letting his fingers skip across her ribs until he found the globe of her breast. Her hard nipple bit into his palm as he squeezed her warm, firm, resilient flesh to the rhythm of their moving bodies.
His dick was throbbing in her delicious embrace, his desire and need growing steadily. He was not usually a gentle lover; he hadn’t been a lover before at all. Sex had simply been a release of physical need. Rutting and fucking to appease the animal inside, taking what he needed. River had shown him something as new to him as sex itself was to her, but he wondered how she would respond to his wilder nature. He was coming to the conclusion that River was way too smart for him to fool, and way too hot and sexy for him to always be maintaining his restraint. “Maybe it would be best to show her now.” He thought while a cowardly little whisper informed him that if he did, maybe she’d finally figure out he was bad news and call it all off. And, that if she did that, he’d never have to admit and explain to the rest of Serenity’s crew that he actually loved the little slip of a girl and that he wanted her to share his bunk as he leaned close to her ear again. “Do you like different?” he asked as he slid his other hand up along her spine and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck to massage it as his hips pumped faster. “Y…Yes.” She moaned and whined and he smiled.
He slowed down again after several strokes, keeping himself inside her and circling his hips to stir the molten glove of her snatch. “River, Honey… I know you’re curious and you want to try things, but… If you want me to stop, you need to let me know. Things can get confusing, so if you really want me to stop, just say the word ‘Firefly’. That will be our safe word. Do you understand?” He asked as he slowed his thrusts to a circling grind of his pelvis against her pert little ass. “I… I understand, Jayne. I do… But… But, don’t stop… Please… It… It feels so good.” She all but pleaded. Jayne suddenly got the distinct impression that he wasn’t going to ever be able to deny her anything ever again, not if she managed to replicate that particularly sexy, needy tone of voice. He applied pressure to her neck, pushing her head down to the bunk and changing the angle at which he was driving into her. She let out a gasp and he could have sworn an expletive as he drove into her hard.
He felt her taut muscles flex as she braced herself against his powerful thrusts and start to pant. “Don’t… Don’t hold back.” the petite woman beneath him ground out as she strained to match him when his stokes got harder and faster. The bunk squeaked and creaked beneath them under the assault of their passion, the sound mixing with their combined heavy breathing and the slap of his pelvis colliding with her firm ass. Her sex flushed with hot oil almost in self-defense as he lanced through her tightness with powerful, full-length strokes. Jayne found himself getting lost in the sensation of her tight sex sliding along his length, sending electric delight arching into his groin to disperse along his nerves like bursting fireworks. There was the feel of silk inside and out as he bent over her murmuring lusty endearments before he found her mouth for a short intense kiss and her back slid back and forth against his heaving chest. River’s eyes were wide and bright as they stared into his, innocent and at the same time infinitely mature. The pure emotion of her stare was a little intimidating, but he returned it with the blossoming love he felt for this strange girl who had wormed herself into his bed and now, his heart.
Her eyes stayed locked with his as he broke the kiss. He saw her eyes narrow and her teeth press into her lower lip as he slammed into her. He could feel the strain in her young body, her sex occasionally pulsing and clenching around him in protest even as she breathily encouraged him not to stop. “Gods, you really are amazing.” He admitted, growling from between clenched teeth as she willingly accommodated his baser desires. Her hair tickled his cheek as he nipped at her shoulder, tasting the salt of sweat on her skin as he felt it break out and run freely on his skin as well.
River was starting to whimper and whine continuously and her sex began to flutter and twist around him as he speared her core again and again. Her channel flexed and twisted to squeeze his throbbing length in an attempt to dampen his masculine assault, but all the resistance did was increase the delicious friction. Their wild, rough dance of push and pull finally starts to falter as strain affects their co-ordination. He was close, his balls were tight and almost ached with the tension of holding back the eruption of his release, but it felt just too good to be inside her to simply surrender. He felt a small pang of guilt as he reveled in his enjoyment while her whimpers became soft cries and he could hear just an edge of discomfort that belied her panted, husky repeated urgings for him to keep going. His muscles were starting to protest, becoming hot and tight as his current exertion added to the hard work-out he’d given himself earlier in the cargo bay. He sucked in several deep breaths through flared nostrils, her scent and the musky perfume of sex filling his nose as he prepared himself for a final rush to the end.
Jayne reached around and cupped her breasts, clutching at the firm globes before with a grunt he straightened up on his knees. He pulled her up onto hers and hard against his chest as he humped up hard into her at the same time. Her hands reached back, her fingers scrabbling at his tensed ass cheeks and her nails find purchase and dig into his flesh making him thrust hard. He let go of one of her breasts and let his hand slide down her ribs and taut, shuddering, belly. His fingers brush through the patch of soft fur between her thighs to find her hood and then the bundle of nerves it had protected. Her soft cries muffled for a moment as she turned her head and he felt her teeth nip at the side of his neck before her hot, wet tongue washed over the bite marks.
River’s head pressed back against his shoulder and she cried out, loud and sharp as he stimulated her slick little clit while his hips pumped hard and fast to drive into her roiling depths and himself over the edge. She screamed, a piercing wail when he pinched her little button and drove himself balls deep one last time before releasing his tenuous hold and erupting inside her. Her fingernails dig into his butt as his fingers tighten to clutch at her breasts as the whirlwind of pleasure electrified his nerves and tensed his muscles for a long moment. His spine twitches as it vibrated in a quivering bow. He wants to, but is unable to stop his hips from pumping, adding impetus to the spurts of his seed jettisoning into her. Her sex is a pulsing, greased vice around his spurting manhood as she was racked by heavy tremors as she panted and mewled. Her fingers flexed on his ass and then went limp as her body shook while her head lolling from side to side as they shared the wildfire sensation of orgasmic bliss. His lungs and skin felt like they were on fire as the power of his climax consumed him and his heart pounded against his ribs and his blood sang in his ears.
Jayne blinked, the wild energy subsiding as sweat stung his wide open eyes and he realized how tight his grip was on her breasts and that he might be hurting her. He released her in shock and without his support she slumped forward. His reaction was blunted by the enjoyable energy drain of his climax and he couldn’t catch her. He grunted as she pulled free of him and she groaned as she rolled onto her side and pulled her knees to her chest. He looked down in horror as he saw her shoulders shaking and muffled noises coming from the dark sweaty cascade of hair that hid her face from him. “River, Baby… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just… Just got carried away… Honey, talk to me… I’m so sorry.” He desperately apologized, his hand hovering over her, hesitant to touch her lest he do more harm.
He heard her sniff and his heart clenches with self-loathing, but then his eyes widen in surprise as River rolled onto her back, straightening her legs to either side of him. Her eyes glisten with tears as her lithe body does with perspiration, but it isn’t pain that has her eyes moist. The dark-haired girl is laughing softly, her cheeks flushed, a broad smile curving her lips. She wriggled slightly and then held her arms out to him as her laughter subsided while he looked at her in dismay. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry about, Jayne… That… That was wild and just incredible… You can do that to me again any time you want.” She told him, flexing her fingers to reiterate her silent invitation for him to come to her as he continued to look at her incredulously.
“Girl, I swear, you’re going to be the death of me.” He exhaled softly with a rueful shake of his head before he lowered his head to accept her invitation. Her slender, but strong arm wrapped around his neck as he straightened out his legs and shifted to lie not quite next to her as best he could while not resting much of his weight on her as she guided his lips to hers. She sighed into his mouth and wriggled against him as she sucked at his lips and tongue as he kissed her. Her cheek was warm and soft again his bicep as he curled his arm around her head, balancing on his forearm as he broke the kiss with nips and swipes of his tongue. He tucked a stray a lock of her hair behind her ear and out of her face as he looked down at her. “You’re okay? I didn’t hurt you?” he asked softly, his hand sliding down the column of her throat to lightly caress her breast, his thumb finding and circling the still stiff nub of her nipple.
Her teeth lightly pinned her lower lip as she considered his questions. “Honest truth?” she countered with a question of her own and he nodded, a little afraid of her answer, but needing clarity as to where, what he had just done, left them. She nodded in response. “I’m okay. I’m good, I’m great. It was a wonderful experience, but you did hurt me some. I’m little and really new to this, and you’re so big, in every way and so strong, and when you really got going…” She answered with direct uncensored truth, her tone as mild as if she were talking about the weather. Jayne sucked in a sharp breath in dismay. “Why didn’t you tell me to stop? Firefly… Remember Firefly?” he asked, anguished as he started to rise and move away from her as all the doubts returned and he suddenly started looking for the resolve to call it all off. He was bad for her. This was wrong… Good gods he didn’t want to hurt her.
He saw her eyes narrow and her hand behind his neck suddenly turned to unyielding steel to stop him from pulling away as he opened his mouth to tell her so. “You asked for the truth, Jayne, but before you say anything I might regret, you need to hear all of it. “Not all pain is bad and trust me I’ve suffered enough of the bad kind to know the difference. When you took my virginity it hurt, but I loved it and although it hurt when you took me like that now, I also loved it. I loved that you were sharing that part of yourself with me and it felt good a heck of a lot more than it hurt. I’ve seen the things in your head… I’ve watched your dreams, Jayne. You’re quite the detailed and vivid dreamer and I’d like to try some of those things too, even if they might hurt… I didn’t tell you to stop, Jayne Cobb, because… I… Did… Not… Want… You… To! Is that clear? Do you understand?” she explained emphatically and then asked, mimicking his words when he had arranged their safe word with her, but adding a twang of steely challenge and chastisement to it.
He had underestimated her again and she had surprised him again. It was the childlike innocence that just popped out. It fooled him, made him think of her as a girl and not the woman she was. “Yes, Ma’am.” he replied softly, swallowing hard to clear the obstruction that suddenly clogged his throat before he lowered his lips back to hers. They kissed slowly, languidly letting control slip easily back and forth between them. Her fingers wound into his hair and massaged his scalp while his hand once again found and caressed her breast. He finally broke the kiss with a shared, contented sigh and rolled onto his back and after a moment she arranged herself tightly against his side, her head resting on his chest. He let his arm curl around her to let his hand rest on her hip before pulling the blankets over them. He kissed the top of her head and felt her press her lips to his skin in answer.
“It’s a good thing that these cabins are airtight, because it also makes them pretty much sound proof. If they weren’t I think we’d have the whole crew in here with us and I’m fairly sure Mal or maybe Zoey would kill me before I could explain… Then again it would eliminate the need to explain what we’re doing.” He noted. “Was I that loud?” she asked as she snuggled even closer to him and his dick twitched as she placed her leg over his and her thigh brushed against it. “Yeah, but it was kinda hot and just a little scary.” He confirmed. “I guess when I told you not to hold back, I decided to follow my own advice too.” She theorized before letting out a kittenish yawn and he reached up and hit the light switch, throwing them into darkness as he felt the last tension go out of her body and her breathing slow.
“You asleep?” he enquired after a few minute when his sated body and his curiosity would not reach enough of an agreement for him to fall asleep.” “No.” she answered in a whisper made fuzzy with drowsiness. “Exactly which dreams were you referring to?” he enquired hesitantly, aware that his dreams had truly ventured into the depraved from time to time and he wasn’t quite comfortable with the idea of her knowing that about him. “Lots… you dream… Very loudly, I guess would be one way to put it. I’ve been able to see them almost ever since I came out of stasis on Serenity.” She answered, not particularly succinctly or with the information he was looking for. “I see… Any in particular?” he probed further, trying to sound casual and she let out a little chuckle.
“No need to be worried, or be embarrassed, Jayne. Your dreams are almost as instructional as Inara’s. We’ll talk about it later… you’ve really tuckered me out… But, if it will make you feel any better, the one with the oil and the big breasts blonde who let you put your dick in the only place you haven’t put it inside me, yet, intrigues me.” She hinted, her voice fading as she spoke before, with typical River abruptness, he felt her breathing change and she promptly fell asleep. “Oh boy.” he whispered up at the dark ceiling, swallowing hard, his dick stiffening to half-mast as he remembered the dream, what it meant and the way she had used the word: “Yet” in context with it. He didn’t actually know if he could do that to her, but now that she had planted the idea in his head, he couldn’t seem to think of anything else.
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