Jayne sat at the bar, waiting patiently. The only whore in this dung heap of a town was busy.
Jayne hated that, he hated having to wait and he really hated seeing the fella that went before him. Made him a mite uncomfortable and then he always felt it was a competition, like he had to make her scream louder and come twice as hard to feel superior.
He downed another shot of whiskey and motioned for a refill. He was just touching the glass to his lips when a small hand slid over his shoulder.
Finally, he thought.
He turned with a smile in place and then frowned as he found the damn crazy girl lookin' at him. Her eyes were all soft and all that long dark hair was pulled up-Kaylee or Inara must've done it for her-small wispy curls hanging around her face.
His eyes flicked to the short plain velvet burgundy spaghetti strap dress she wore and then moved to linger on her long legs encased in her usual combat boots. His gaze silently moved back up her body-resting for a moment on the black lace choker around her throat-his mouth watering ever so slightly at all that bare smooth skin he could see.
"What're ya doin' here? And dressed like that!"
She smiles and he thinks the room suddenly got hotter.
"Wanted to see you."
"Well ya saw me, now git-"
She leans in,pressing her mouth to his, tongue slipping in, tasting him and cutting off his retort. Her hands slide over his massive shoulders and she presses her lithe body against his before she pulls back just enough to speak, whispering the words into his mouth.
"Don't need her; can have me for free."
Jayne stares down at her, considering, weighing his options. Finally he mumbles out;
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Firefly/Serenity Verse' - River/Jayne
Date: 2009-01-16 03:12 pm (UTC)Jayne hated that, he hated having to wait and he really hated seeing the fella that went before him. Made him a mite uncomfortable and then he always felt it was a competition, like he had to make her scream louder and come twice as hard to feel superior.
He downed another shot of whiskey and motioned for a refill. He was just touching the glass to his lips when a small hand slid over his shoulder.
Finally, he thought.
He turned with a smile in place and then frowned as he found the damn crazy girl lookin' at him. Her eyes were all soft and all that long dark hair was pulled up-Kaylee or Inara must've done it for her-small wispy curls hanging around her face.
His eyes flicked to the short plain velvet burgundy spaghetti strap dress she wore and then moved to linger on her long legs encased in her usual combat boots. His gaze silently moved back up her body-resting for a moment on the black lace choker around her throat-his mouth watering ever so slightly at all that bare smooth skin he could see.
"What're ya doin' here? And dressed like that!"
She smiles and he thinks the room suddenly got hotter.
"Wanted to see you."
"Well ya saw me, now git-"
She leans in,pressing her mouth to his, tongue slipping in, tasting him and cutting off his retort. Her hands slide over his massive shoulders and she presses her lithe body against his before she pulls back just enough to speak, whispering the words into his mouth.
"Don't need her; can have me for free."
Jayne stares down at her, considering, weighing his options. Finally he mumbles out;
"I'm goin' ta the special hell."
Kind of pre-porn, but I hope you like it! ♥