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Restless *Play_On post for [info]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.
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Jayne wasn't foolish though, he knew when she would sneak away to go lay in her bed. He was trained to know his surroundings, he was a merc after all. So he knew when she wasn't in bed with him. He never said anything to her though, he knew that she was trying to save him from experiencing her nightmares. Yes, he knew about them too but then again, there wasn't a lot that went on around the ship that he didn't know. He paid attention after all but sometimes it seemed like he didn't.

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.
She moaned softly and shifted as she started to stir. The first thing she became consciously aware of was his smell. Soap, clean sweat, slight hint of tobacco, and machine oil. The smile crossed her lips before her eyes opened slowly. She stretched like a cat before turning to look at him. "Hi"
He looked down as she started to wake up and that was how he knew that she was exhausted. She was slow in waking up when she normally just snapped awake most of the time. That meant that she needed sleep and he was determined that she was going to get it. "Come on, girl." He grunted, hearing Mal approach and so he reached down, hauling her up against his chest and cradling her. "You're going to bed to sleep even if I have to get that doctor brother of yours to drug you." He gave her a stern look.
Her eyes got big and she pushed back a bit. "Jayne, no. I'm fine. Need to..." It was only when Mal came in that she even knew he was coming. She wasn't reacting as quickly as she usually did.

"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?"
He ignored whatever it was that she was saying because he was hell bent and determined that she was going to get some sleep even if he had to drug her. He turned when Jayne came into the cock pit and he turned around, "Aww hell, Mal, I ain't doing that. She hasn't slept for days, I'm making her go to bed to sleep." He glared a little bit, stalking past, "So no one bother her." He moved towards his bunk stairs, shifting her weight to one arm as he kicked open the door and started down.
Mal just stood there with his mouth gapping open as they left.

"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."
"Shut up." He muttered as he paused when she cupped his face, his features growing gentle for a second and then stern the next. "I know you have nightmares. You need sleep though and I'm not going anywhere. Have to get used to them anyhow." He moved over to the bed, moving to sit and then lay down while still holding her close. His arms like wide bands of steel about her. "Now lay down and sleep."
Her eyes welled when she looked at him. She didn't want him have to get used to it. She didn't want Simon to have to get used to it before. She just wanted it to be over but she knew it never would be. As long as people did terrible things, she would have terrible dreams.

She let her head rest on his chest and closed her eyes. "You know but you haven't seen. Not to late to go."
When her eyes welled up, he felt the hard tug on his heart and it hurt a bit. He knew that she didn't want him to get used to it but he was here now and there was no way he was going to back down. "Maybe not." He grunted as he held her close and then let out a sigh, "But I'm not going anywhere." He reinstated.

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.
With a deep breath she attempted to relax but even uptight she was too exhausted to stay awake. Her breathing evened and she was out.

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.
He let himself drift a bit as she started to slip under and he let out a slow breath. He tried to keep himself calm and relaxed, his breathing even as he continued to stroke her back gently.

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.
She continued to fight even as she was being dragged awake. She awoke with a scream and her eyes were wide and panicked as she looked around the room and at him. There was no recognition at first. Just terror and a will to survive but then she heard his words. She blinked a few times and the recognition came back. "Jayne?" She asked softly.
There was a couple times where he took a punch or an elbow, or when she kicked his shins. Light blows as panic was what drove her and she wasn't focusing her strength. So he just grunted, holding her tighter as she started to come out of her sleep. When she awoke with a scream, he clenched his jaw and made another silent vow that if he ever met the men who did this to her...they'd be sorry. More than. As she said his name, he looked down at her and smiled a little, "You're still here with me." He assured her, bending his head to kiss her forehead.
Hearing his deep voice and feeling it reverberate in his chest calmed her. She snuggled against him closer and kissed his neck. "Don't make me sleep again please. Not right now. Later. Not right now."
"I won't." He replied gruffly, holding her tightly against him, "But you need to stop sneaking off then." Admonished lightly, frowning down at her, "I don't care you got nightmares, girl. I want you here with me at night, alright?"
She looked up at him and nodded quietly. "I won't." She promised then scoot up she was level with his mouth. "I'm sorry" She said a bit sad then kissed him softly as if testing to see if it was alright.
As she scooted up, he tightened his arms about her, rubbing her back lightly as he kissed her back. "Don't be timid, it's not the real you." Smirked at her, pressing a harder kiss against her mouth as his hand moved down to squeeze her backside.
She moaned against his mouth and kissed back with more ferocity. It was almost instantaneous the way her body switched from cold to hot. Her mouth tore at his as her tongue did battle. Gone were the thoughts of corpses and tragedy. She couldn't think beyond his hand on her ass, his tongue in her mouth, or his length pressing against her through her clothes. Being with him was like a drug. A pain reliever for her soul and she didn't want it to stop even if she knew she was addicted.
He was secretly glad that he could at least do this for her, that he could chase away the bad thoughts and the lingering ghosts of her dreams. He hated that they still haunted her but at least he could give her a little bit of peace for awhile.

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.
She gasped and whimpered a bit as he pressed harder into the aching part of her. She practically salivated at the thought of him inside her. As she took hold of his bottom lip in her teeth, she rotated her hips in a small circle. Grinding her hot wetness against his growing cock.

"Jayne" she gasped desperately against his mouth as she managed to create a little friction against her clit through her panties.
He growled when she bit his bottom lip and started to grind against him. It made him ache a little more as he could feel her growing wetness through her panties. "I know, baby girl." He grumbled as he slid a hand between them as he rolled her so that she was beneath him.

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.
With her mouth free, she panted and made little whining sounds as she lifted her hips to aid in the removal of her underwear. She loved the way his stubble rubbed roughly against the delicate skin of her neck. When he kept it up long enough it would be rubbed raw and then she would have red patch to admire later. Her own little Jayne mark that would make her swell with pride to know that her skin was the only skin that was allowed the honor.

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."
He loved kissing her, he loved feeling her all wet and twitchy against him like she could barely contain herself. Liked the feel of his facial hair scraping against her tender skin and the effects later. Liked seeing the little red marks on her skin later and seeing how long they would last.

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?"
She shook her head feeling a little shy. "Not show you. Show me. Show me how you want to have me." Leaning up, she kissed him softly even as her fingers curled into a fist and she pulled his hair. "Make my nightmares go away. Want to make your dreams a reality but I can't do it without your help. How do you want me?"
He caught on and he smirked at her a little bit as he pressed his mouth to hers once more as she encouraged him to chase her dreams away. "On your hands and knees then." He nodded his head with a little bit of a growl, smoothing his hand down over her backside as he rolled her over onto her stomach and then brought his hand down sharply against her backside.
Her breath caught and she threw her head back as his hand came down. She took a second to pant through the pleasure before she obediently went to her hands and knees. She was torn between wanting to face him and wanting to face away so he could spank her again. He hadn't specified so she left things the way he had started it with her facing away. Though she did look over her shoulder with a little crazy smile as she wiggled her butt.
He couldn't help but enjoy the reaction that came from her when he smacked her ass, giving a smug little smirk as he watched her body twitch. When she wriggled her butt at him, he snickered softly and then did as she seemed to want him to do. Bringing his hand up, he smack her ass once more, sharp enough to leave a string before pulling at her skirt to push her dress up around her waist. His fingers slid down, testing to see how wet she was as he brushed his fingertips over her sex.
"Ahh" she cried out as his hand came down a second time. Her head bowed forward as her back arched. There was nothing in the world like the feel of his large, warm rough hand coming down on her. So by the time his fingers did a little probing she was positively soaked. She wasn't quite running down her legs but her upper thighs were nicely coated in the proof of her excitement.

River could feel his finger and she shivered in anticipation. Even went as far as to push her ass bad to increase the contact.
"Gorramit girl." He growled as he felt her excitement and the fact that she was nearly dripping. It made him ache a little more, his cock straining against the material of his pants to the point that it was hurting but he didn't release himself. Not yet. Instead he did as she wanted when she pushed herself back. He let one finger slip slowly into her, shuddering with another growl as he felt her tighten around his finger especially when he added a second one.
She moaned his name as her body trembled. It never ceased to amaze her how her emotional emptiness could be so easily filled by his physical penetration. It was as though her body knew she would never be complete without this man. Only made whole when he was as close as two people could be. She almost regretted not being able to fill him the same way. Such an exquisite gift should be reciprocated.

As the heat in her grew and a pink tinge covered her skin, she started to push back on his fingers.
She didn't get it though, she did fill him in a way. Not some freaky gorram physical way. He didn't swing that way but in such a way that he felt a little more whole every time that he was with her. He had the physical side down but it was an emotional thing inside of him that she started filling up whenever she was around him.

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.


River gasped happily as he moved his finger inside her. She wanted more. She wanted his penis but they'd learned the hard way that jumping straight into the intercourse was painful for her. She was a small girl. He was a big guy. Precausions had to be made. Still, his fingers were driving her crazy. She pushed faster to match his pace until his teeth sunk into her hip and it was almost instant her body's reaction. Her arms gave out, she pushed back hard, and shook all over as she came on his hand.

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 needed to always take time with her, needed to make sure that she was ready before he could take her and shove his cock inside. So his fingers continued to work in her slickness, stretching her slowly as he gave a low groan because he could feel the friction of her body trying to resist him. He wanted to feel that all around his cock but he needed to give her time. He needed her to come. So he leaned forward, biting her and enjoyed the feeling as her body buckled with the force of her release.

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.
As his hands guided her hips down onto himself, River gasped and moaned as her mouth tore at his. She felt stretched to her limit but more full than she ever thought possible. It didn't matter how many times they did this, it was always a little surprising to her how good the mix of pleasure and pain felt.

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.
He sucked in a slow breath as he felt her heat enveloping him, his body tightening further as he gave a slow shudder. She always felt a couple sizes too small for him and he wondered how in gorram hell he didn't hurt her. He was sure that he must have but sometimes he worried that he was going to tear her up something fierce, then the Cap'n would have his head on a pike. But at times, the mixture of pain and pleasure felt so damn good that it was a bit hard to remember the fact that he was supposed to have some sort of control over his actions.

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.
She had to break the kiss to throw her head back, crying out. She couldn't get enough of him. "Jayne... ah!" River moaned as her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled herself close to kiss him again. She could hardly breath but oxygen was a small price to pay to taste him in her mouth and feel him inside.

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.
crazy girl

September 2009

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