SLAP!
“You know you want a piece of this”
“Yea…just like that…shake it for me”
“Squeeze…right there…. yea…. you know you want it”
SLAP, SLAP!
“Baby…do it to me”
“I like the way you talk dirty”
“You are one Gorram sexy man!”
SLAP!
SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!
“Jayne! We only got 20 minutes to make the drop, Mal wants you to get your ass up here!” Zoe yelled down into Jayne’s quarters.
“Uh…coming, just gimme a minute…be right there!” The gun hand yelled back, trying to sound like he had already been preparing himself. “That was close,” he thought turning to get dressed.
“You ARE the man though” Jayne whispered to himself, taking one last look into the full length mirror, wearing the thong that Mal and Simon had adorned him with earlier.
SLAP!
That was... well, I'll leave you to fill in that blank.
I SO want to be there and watch our Jayne doing that... In fact, your ficlet is the next best thing to my being there!!! Mmmmmm. Some of your feedbackers found the scene humourous. Okay, I do too, but first and foremost: sexy as hell. Guess I need more therapy than I thought, but hey! He's my muse. And I like him liking himself. And in a thong? And the slapping? Yeah.
Also, your tying this to the chapter where the BDH's dressed our Boy up like that and him making good (and full) use of the thong? Niiiiice.
“You are one Gorram sexy man!” Yep. Yep, he ruttin' sure is. And so are you for giving me this fun and frolicsome look into Jayne's mirror, from behind his broad shoulder.
Hot damn <G>.
Vera
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