Restless *Play_On post for
gorramvera*
After Mal and Jayne had their little talk, there seemed to be less tension amongst the crew. Well, most of the crew. Simon still seemed irritated about the new situation. And saying he didn't approve of the living arrangement was an understatement but he was settling a bit. Mostly he was just trying not to think about it.
When River moved into Jayne's bunk, she was apprehensive. Not because she didn't want to live with him. She did. More than anything. But only Simon really saw how bad she was at night. How terrible the nightmares could be. After Miranda, she was less tormented during the day. She could function almost normal but at night her mind would replay things she had seen. Things she would see and it was too much.
She had stayed in his room at night before but not a lot of sleep actually took place. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. When he would fall asleep, she would let herself drift a bit but never too deep in his presence. She was so used to sleep deprivation that it really wasn't much of a hardship. After a few days of this, however, she would usually crash in her own bed and then the sleep was dreamless.
The new bed made it more difficult though. It was far more comfortable than their old cots. Nearly as comfortable as Inara's bed. Laying in his arms, her eyes grew heavier but she still fought it as best as she could. Some nights she even had to slip out of the bunk and come back before she felt him wake up. She knew that he wasn't oblivious but so far she'd been careful.
Sitting in the pilot's chair, she checked outboard cameras and sat back. It had been a few days since she moved into Jayne's bunk and the lack of sleep was starting to wear on her. The weight on her eyelids made them droop but she sat up a straighter, muffled a yawn, and shook her head a little. She only had another twenty minutes before they got to a place where she could but the ship on autopilot and maybe sneak a little nap.
When River moved into Jayne's bunk, she was apprehensive. Not because she didn't want to live with him. She did. More than anything. But only Simon really saw how bad she was at night. How terrible the nightmares could be. After Miranda, she was less tormented during the day. She could function almost normal but at night her mind would replay things she had seen. Things she would see and it was too much.
She had stayed in his room at night before but not a lot of sleep actually took place. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. When he would fall asleep, she would let herself drift a bit but never too deep in his presence. She was so used to sleep deprivation that it really wasn't much of a hardship. After a few days of this, however, she would usually crash in her own bed and then the sleep was dreamless.
The new bed made it more difficult though. It was far more comfortable than their old cots. Nearly as comfortable as Inara's bed. Laying in his arms, her eyes grew heavier but she still fought it as best as she could. Some nights she even had to slip out of the bunk and come back before she felt him wake up. She knew that he wasn't oblivious but so far she'd been careful.
Sitting in the pilot's chair, she checked outboard cameras and sat back. It had been a few days since she moved into Jayne's bunk and the lack of sleep was starting to wear on her. The weight on her eyelids made them droop but she sat up a straighter, muffled a yawn, and shook her head a little. She only had another twenty minutes before they got to a place where she could but the ship on autopilot and maybe sneak a little nap.

Moving towards the cock pit, he climbed up the steps lightly and looked at her sitting in the pilot chair. She was asleep. He frowned a little bit, moving towards her and reached down to glide his fingers lightly across the back of the chair. "River." He murmured.
"Hey Alba... Jayne what are you doin' with my pilot?" Mal asked as he came in. "What I tell you about not seein' this tzao gao?"
"Stop. Please." She said weakly fighting back. When it didn't look like she could get free of him without doing real harm, she looked him in the eyes, cupping his face with her hand and pleaded. "Don't want you to see."
She let her head rest on his chest and closed her eyes. "You know but you haven't seen. Not to late to go."
So he held her close, trying to will her to go to sleep and hoping that she would at least get a few hours. He wasn't one for just laying there but he wasn't going to leave.
For a while, she was perfectly quiet. She was sleeping heavy enough that there were no dreams but that couldn't last. She hit REM eventually and as soon as the jumble mass of images flowed through her mind she moaned softly. Even tried to move but Jayne had her and in her sleep state she panicked and started thrashing and fighting against him.
When all of a sudden she moaned, he opened his eyes and looked down at her. As she started to thrash and fight, he merely held her against him and started to murmur in Chinese. Assuring her that it was him, that she was safe with him and that no one was ever going to touch her again. As he did so, a certain kind of pained torture entered his eyes.
He swept his fingers down her back, caressing her through her dress as he rolled his hips to press closer. Teasing his length against the apex of her thighs with a tiny growling moan.
"Jayne" she gasped desperately against his mouth as she managed to create a little friction against her clit through her panties.
Catching the edge of her panties, he tugged them down almost impatiently as he moved his mouth to start pressing hot kisses to the side of her neck.
Her fingers curled into his short dark hair pushed him closer against her skin. She wouldn't break was the message she wanted to convey. Wouldn't break but god how she could bend. Spreading her legs a little wider, she wrapped them around him loosely. He still had to get his pants off. "See your dreams sometimes" she panted against his mouth. "Doesn't have to be just dreams, bao bei. She is willing if you show her what you want."
Scraping his teeth over her skin, he smirked a bit more before pausing at her words and then he lifted his head a bit. Glancing down at her, he arched a brow, "Show me what?"
River could feel his finger and she shivered in anticipation. Even went as far as to push her ass bad to increase the contact.
As the heat in her grew and a pink tinge covered her skin, she started to push back on his fingers.
As she started to push back on his fingers, he curled and parted them a little bit to fill her a little more as he started to move them a little faster. "God girl." He bent his head down, biting the spot where her ass met her hip, sinking his teeth in and marking her.
It was almost scary the force of her orgasm as she rested her head on the bed with her ass still in the air as she waited for the tremors of pleasure to finally die down enough to move again.
As soon as they did, she attacked him. Any available skin she could find she kissed, sucked and nipped until she found his mouth again.
He slid his fingers out of her as she turned around and attacked him. Capturing her, he hauled her closer as his mouth attacked hers when it finally got up there. The kiss was hungry and deep as he shifted her up, wrapping her about him before guiding her down slowly.
Felt the tip of his arousal nudge against her and then slowly slip inside as her brought her down on his lap.
She let him have control at first, moving her slowly but as she adjusted and the pain disappeared giving way to only pleasure, she rocked faster.
Like right now as she started to rock atop of him. He gave a low groan, his fingers digging into her hips before he shifted his hands to her back and slowly slid them upwards. Linking his arms under hers, he curled his fingers over her shoulders as he started to thrust up into her a little harder, a little faster.
Even faster, she slammed herself back against him. She couldn't even feel the pain for the pleasure it brought her. Though no doubt she would be bruised and walking funny again for a while. As he hit her cervix and rubbed against her most inner recesses, she decided it was totally worth it.
River squeezed her body tighter to increase the friction and shuddered at the difference it made. Her body, now covered in a nice sheen of sweat from their efforts, sang as she could feel herself building again.