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TITLE: Safe And Sound
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 5 of ?
FANDOM: Firefly
SHIP: Jayne / River
RATING: NC17
CATEGORY: Erotica / Romance
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. This is kind of two chapters that became one when I couldn’t figure out how to break them. Hope this works.
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CHAPTER FIVE
Hiding their relationship had been nerve-wracking at times, but also exciting and thrilling. Having it out in the open was just awkward. Shepherd Book, Wash and Zoe had been duly informed about them and they added their cool disapproval to that of Simon and Kaylee’s barely concealed, seething anger. Wash might have been more cordial about it, but a sharp look from his wife put an end to that. Mal just ignored them and Inara’s speculative glances were almost as disconcerting as the disapproval from the rest. He could understand everyone’s reaction, except Kaylee. He thought her hostility would wane with time and when she saw that he truly meant no harm to River, that he did care for her, but if anything it seemed to intensify.
River didn’t exactly help. His little space nymph, now free of the restraining need for secrecy, had no qualms about demonstrating her affections for him no matter who was around. He knew it wasn’t helping matters, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell her to stop when she would simply kiss him, sometimes a quick, playful peck, other times hard and passionately enough to leave him blushing or when she wrapped her arms around his waist and just rested warmly against his back or took his hand and played with his fingers or when without a word she would climb into his lap and snuggle her head against his shoulder with a satisfied smile.
He could deal with those public displays of affection, but it was the looks he got when the petite, smiling dark-haired woman child would take his hand and all but drag him towards his cabin. The crew all knew what that meant, that they did more than just sleep in his bunk. It made him miss the privacy of their intimacy that they had shared before. He slid down the ladder to his cabin after she descended and landed lightly on the deck. He wanted to tell her to tone it down a little, but wasn’t sure how to without discouraging her or appearing to disapprove of her affections, which he wasn’t. It was a catch twenty-two for him.
“Okay, I will. But, they’re just shocked and confused by us, they’ll come around. Just, give them some time.” She told him, taking his hand and leading him the few short paces to their bunk and then turning them so that with a light push he sat down on it. “You said you’d stay out of here.” He accused her lightly, tapping the side of his head. “When you think about me it… It kind of… Jumps out and…” she explained, frowning as she tried to find the words and an annoyed look flashed across her face at the result. He couldn’t help, but smile. “Will your brother come around too, if you don’t talk to him?” he wondered with a raised eyebrow. The siblings had been avoiding each other like the plague, but they would share these looks before they made some excuse or just simply left the room that made him wish he could find a way to make it right between them that didn’t involve him ending things with River, as if she’d even let him.
He watched as her shoulders sagged before she shrugged. “I don’t know what to say to him.” She admitted. “He’s so angry and his thoughts, about you, about me…” she made a sound of disgust, “I never thought he could be like that.” She tried to explain and he saw a little shudder run through her. “Whenever people think of you… It jumps out, doesn’t it?” he concluded softly as he tried to comprehend what that would be like while she nodded glumly in confirmation. The forlorn, hurt little girl was back and he hated seeing the warm light leak away from her eyes and that he was the inadvertent cause. ”What am I thinking now?” he asked and he was glad to see a smile creep back onto her lips and a light blush paint her cheeks as her eyes darted coyly away from his.
Jayne watched as River worried at her lower lip for a moment and then her eyes returned to his and all the heat had returned to them and the little girl was gone and she was all woman. “Take it out for me, Jayne.” She instructed in a low, sexy smoky voice that sent a shiver running down his spine to make his cock twitch. He fleetingly wondered if she had pulled that tone from Inara and his cock lurched again at the thought of the Companion saying something like that, in that way. She frowned for a moment and then let out a soft tinkle of laughter. “It was from Zoe.” She told him and he groaned as he processed that idea. “Take it out for me.” She repeated her instruction before she fluidly and gracefully pulled her dress off over her head and then tossed it to the side. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath and his hands froze at his belt as he drank in the sight of River’s, nude, lithe, lush feminine form wearing only a pair of combat boots while her halo of dark curls settles back down around her shoulders.
“Her frown returned and some of the confidence went out of her stance. “You don’t like me naked?” she asked in confusion and he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of her question. “I love you naked and otherwise.” He stated as he deliberately made his fingers work at undoing his belt and then his pants. “But…” she started to protest, but he cut her off. Although, River was arousing and spectacular in nothing but boots, the idea had just popped into his head. “I want to buy you lingerie because I want to give you nice things and you would look just stunning in something tight-fitting, dark and lacy with bows and laces and garters and stockings. And, trust me I would take my time stripping you out of them, unwrapping you like the gift you are, and then…“ He left it hanging because he knew she could see what was in his mind and he didn’t have the eloquence to put it into words. He was amused that his so often wanton little nymph blushed again, and deeper and ducked her head for a moment. When, her eyes found his again they blazed with hunger.
River stepped forward and reached for the waistband of his undone trousers. Her fingers dug under it to grab the waistband of his boxers as well and her used his hands on the bunk frame to lever his ass up as she stretched the latter and pulled them both off his hips and down onto his thighs and then down his knees. His dick sprang to upright erection once free of the restraint of his underwear and her gaze caressed it like a touch. She climbed up onto the bunk, straddling his legs, the smooth skin of her calves sliding along the outsides of his thighs as she positioned herself over him. She placed one hand on his shoulder while she wrapped the fingers of the other around the base of his cock. Jayne groaned as she squeezed him lightly and he throbbed against her grip.
He started to reach for her waist, to support and steady her, but a slow shake of her head made him drop his hand back to the bunk. Her grip tightened on his shoulder as she blindly guided him through her moist folds, steamy heat radiating onto his dickhead along with the silken caress. She found her entrance and with a little wriggle and a breathy moan, wedged him securely in place. Jayne grabbed two fistfuls of blanket to stop himself from reaching for her and simply pulling her down onto him as she remained poised there, her hand leaving his hard member to grip his other shoulder while her hips rocked slowly to shift him against her entrance, but take him no deeper. Her breath heated and tickled his lower lip before she gently kissed and then sucked at it before she slowly started to lower herself onto him.
Her lips vibrated around his as her breath hitched and he hissed as her tight, pulsing heat enveloped him and her intimate flesh parted for him by slow degrees. His balls tightened and the small of his back twitched as he forced his hips not to buck and let her control the speed of their union. Her sex pulsed and twisted around his slow invasion in a delightful display of resistance and invitation that sent pleasure blossoming into his groin and out along his nerves. He felt her overflowing, wet lubrication trickle down his length, racing ahead of her slow decent. She switched her attention to his upper lip with a moaning whine of strain and delight from deep in her throat, her eyes finding and hold his until they fluttered closed as he filled her and she settled onto his lap. She kissed his lower lip again, and then his chin, his jaw line and then the side of his neck before she rested her cheek on his shoulder and curled her arms loosely around him with a sigh.
She didn’t protest when he wrapped his arms around her and cradled her to him as they remain still and one. Her sex contracted and relaxed around him to a rhythm that almost matched the rise and fall of her chest that pressed the warm pillows of her breasts and the hard peaks of her nipples into his chest. His dick seemed to throb in unison with it as he turned his head to kiss her dark hair and inhale its wonderful, fresh fragrance. She sighed again and her lips vibrated against his skin. She turned her head and nuzzled, licked and nipped at the side of his neck while he caressed the silk of her back and burrowed his fingers into her hair to massage her scalp.
“I love having you inside me. Can’t we stay like this forever?” She wondered against the shell of his ear as she started to slowly circle her hips, her tone just short of a purr. “We could try, Darlin’, but then you’d have to stop doing that.” He groaned as she tightened herself around him and rocked her hips at the same time. “And somehow, you’d have to stop smelling and feeling so fu gow good.” He continued after the powerful jolt of pleasure had dissipated. She lifted her head and flashed him a smile. “I could try.” She responded to his suggestions with a thoughtful twist to her lips. He took his hand from her hair and captured her chin, tilting her head slightly this way and that as he made a show of searching her eyes. “But, I don’t want you to change… Ever.” He told her quietly, but vehemently, giving he chin a quick pinch before he captured her lips with his in a deep, passionate kiss.
River moaned softly into his mouth as she kissed him back and he reciprocated as she tightened around him and then again as she slowly undulated to stir her hot, core with the throbbing steel of his manhood. She broke their kiss, nipping at his lower lip as she slowly started to ride him, rising and falling along his length and increasing her range of motion and the sliding, clutching caress of his sex by slow degrees. She curled her arms around his neck and cupped the back of his head with her hands as she arched her back around his arms and pulled his head down between her breasts. He tasted salt and vanilla as he lapped at the skin of her cleavage before turning his head in search of the taut flesh of her nipple.
Jayne swirled his tongue around her taut nub until her fingers tightened in his hair and she pressed him to her breast, and then he suckled at it. He liked the way she breathily moaned and her sex constricted around him in response to the pull of his lips and the lash of his tongue. His nostrils flared as he savored the scent of her skin while he massaged the silky curve of her hips. He planted his feet and started to buck his hips to drive up into her greased silk caress as she sunk down onto him, but made no attempt to increase the slow, intimate pace she was setting. Her fingers massaged his scalp and he was surrounded by the touch, taste, smell and sound of her and the slow journey of her sex up and down his length was a constant source of pleasure. Everything else melted away and there was just him and her and he was happy. He flicked his eyes up to her face to find her eyes heavy lidded and a lazy smile curving her lips.
They continued to move together, a slow pump and grind, skin sliding on skin, each luxuriating in the other with soft, breathy sounds of delight and enjoyment and moaned, whispered endearments. The words became less and the sounds louder as she started to move faster and he matched her. The tension in his nuts built slowly, but steadily as did his desire for release, but he strained to hold back until she started to quiver around and against him. He started to thrust up harder into her, intensifying the surges of pleasure and drawing cries of steadily growing volume from her. Her face glistened with sweat and his skin and hers were both slick with it. He had to lift his mouth from her breasts, lest he bite her as he groaned from between teeth clenched with the strain of holding back his climax. She started to pant faster, her cries mixed with her soft whines as her quivering turned to tremors.
He grasped her hips and added the pull of his hands to the thrust of his and her flexing body. She rose up as far as she could, straining against his hands for a moment and then plunged down on him with a sharp gasp. He held her tight to him and circled his hips to grind up against her. She bit back a scream and it came out a strangled squeak as she went rigid, her back arching as her snug channel constricted and locked vice-tight around him with a burst of liquid heat when she climaxed. Her sex rippled around him as she shuddered and his roar of his release was a rumbled growl behind his clenched teeth as his hips bucked to help propel his heavy spurts deep into her.
They shuddered together breathlessly, bodies tense for longer than they relaxed and arched to press tightly against each other. Surges of bliss pulsed through him as he rode out his orgasm while she clutched at him as she did the same with little mewls and whines as the ecstasy flooded her nerves with intensity that made the pleasure borderline painful. He too ached, nerves that were stretched and pulled taut cried out in protest with the aftermath of the electric energy that had sizzled along them carrying the joyous bliss of his orgasm with it and as he reached the point of being truly drained and spent, but his body still tried to give more, unable to quite manage the rapid unspooling of tension as her tight channel rippled around him.
River gasped and her sex clenched around him in a series of quick sharp contractions and then she all but slumped forward in his arms. He let himself fall back until his shoulders found the protruding strut of the bulkhead that framed his stored weapons and cradled her limp form to his chest as she rested her forehead on his shoulder. She made little sounds against his skin and squirmed as he shrunk inside her, but because of their position he didn’t slip out of her. He rested his cheek on top of her head and caressed her back before he cuddled her close with a sigh as their breathing returned to normal and the sweat on their skin dried. Her warm breath tickled the side of his neck and the pillows of her breasts pressed rhythmically into his chest as they rose and fell.
He could feel the results of their combined efforts pooling between them as she turned her head and pressed her lips to his shoulder before lifting it and facing him. She flashed him a smile and then gave him a quick kiss. He groaned as she climbed off his lap and then followed her lead, stretching out behind her on his bunk. His wet, limp dick nestled in the crack of her ass as she took his hand and casually molded it around her breast. He squeezed the firm globe lightly and then simply cupped it while he draped his leg over her thigh and curled it with hers and she wriggled to press tighter against him. He kissed the curve of her shoulder and then worked his lips down to the side of her neck and her hand tightened around his to make him squeeze her breast again. They played for a little while longer and then went still, simply relaxing and luxuriating in each other’s close, intimate company.
“I will change you know? I… I have to. It’s the way of the world. I am young, I will grow older. I‘m definitely hoping my breasts get bigger.” She commented after a long period of silence where he thought she had fallen asleep. “I like your tits the way they are.” Jayne commented giving the one in his hand a slow fondle to emphasize his point. “They will get bigger when my belly swells and I become a mommy.” She stated and Jayne froze as an icy hand crept up his spine and he had a very sobering realization. They had been grappling for months now and it only occurred to him now that there were other consequences worse than getting caught. He took a deep breath and let it out slow.
“River… Honey… Errrr… Are you saying that you’re… Oh boy… Pregnant?” He asked nervously and the strange thing was that he wasn’t sure which answer was the one he wanted to hear. The moment stretched out in silence and then was shattered by her rich, throaty laugh. She reached back and lightly slapped his hip. “No, I’m not with child, Jayne. I was just speculating about the future, one day when you want the answer to be yes.” She finally answered and he let go of the breath he was holding. “So, you’re being safe? You’re taking something?” he wondered looking for clarification. “Yes… And, no.” she replied cryptically and again she laughed as he wondered what the fu gu gow she meant. “I’m being safe. It’s one of the things they did to me. I can’t get pregnant unless I want to and I haven’t wanted to.” She explained in her usual matter-of-fact tone that irked him when the subject was so significant.
“You’re sure?” he queried again. “I’m sure.” She reassured him, patting his hip and the tension finally leaked out of him. “I’m sorry I never thought about this before. It was really careless of me.” He apologized sincerely. She took his hand from her breast and pressed his knuckles to her lips. “Please, don’t feel bad, Jayne. It was never an issue for me. No… No one has cared more for me except my brother.” She easily forgave his perceived transgression. “All the more reason that you need to speak to him.” He brought the conversation back to where it had earlier begun. “Jayne.” She whined his name. “You know I’m right.” He insisted and this time she bit his knuckles. “Ow. Don’t make me any less right.” He noted and then she was soothing the hurt she’d cased with little sucking kisses and flicks of her tongue.
“I know… I’ll try in the morning.” She capitulated with a heavy sigh and put his hand back on her breast as he kissed her shoulder. “Do you think you could talk to Kaylee too? She’s still giving me the evil eye somethin’ fierce… She’s actually starting to scare me some.” He asked and she gave a sharp bark of laughter. “It isn’t me or you she’s sore at. It all comes back to my brother. For one of the smartest people I know, His pretty stupid not to see what she’s offering and even dumber for not taking it.” She told him. “We all know Kaylee’s been sweet on the Doc since the day you all got here and she never been this sore at me even when I almost roughed him up some, so why now?” he wondered quietly with another kiss.
“She can’t make sense of the fact that there can be a you and me and she doesn’t seem to be able to have a him and her. The really ni mow shen part of it is that he actually has feelings for her, he’s just too mu tow kae to show it. I might as well speak to him about that too because I’m already going to be calling him stupid anyway.” She explained. “Ever heard of tact, Sweetling?” he wondered rhetorically and she snorted. “Tact and subtlety aren’t going to work on my brother, not about this. I am going to have to get in his face and make him see some hard truths and… And his my brother, Jayne.” She retorted starting off stridently, but ending with abject misery in her tone.
“I know, River… I’m sorry that I keep pushing you about this… I just don’t want… Want anything to come between us and he is your family.” He tried to comfort her as he cuddled her and held her tighter to his chest. “No, it isn’t” she said and he couldn’t make the connection. She laughed, a soft amused tinkle of sound. “Your semen is definitely thicker than blood.” She clarified, correcting the thought he hadn’t put into words. “You know what I meant.” He commented defensively which drew another laugh from her. He had become used to the mercurial nature of her and he would rather have her amused than sad. She reached up and lightly patted his cheek.
“Thanks. See you do care for me. Now, can you get the lights? I need to get some sleep. I’m going to have a busy morning… Unless of course…” She thanked him and then wondered as she seductively wriggled her firm, little ass against his crotch. He groaned as he started to stiffen and a surge of aroused tension flared in his groin. “River?” He warned her as sternly as he could manage although he really wanted to take her up on her offer and she giggled. “Fine… Just get the lights. We’ll pick this up again tomorrow, one way or another.” She surrendered with one last little wriggle and a snuggle against his shoulder before she went still. He willed himself to subside and relax again before he reached up and back and turned out the lights.
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