The traditional obligatory offering to Boss Joss. Love his work, got bored, and decided to to run with it!

This is a story co-written with a very good friend of mine, aka DeanWinchester here at FF.net. Humor, smut, jealousy, with just a dash of angst thrown in later chapters to make things interesting. ;-D Bask in the Mal/Inara-ness!

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Jayne was snickering quite loudly from up on the catwalks. He had the boys clothes in his hands and was grinning like a mad man. Whistling slightly he turned and headed back towards his bunk. Holding the boys things he checked everything over. Nice looking wallet; least he got something good.

As he walked, he passed Mal looking mighty upset. Jayne gave him a wide smirk tossing the boy’s jacket at him. "Don't say I never gave you nothin'." He disappeared down another corridor counting his blessings.

Mal stopped walking once he reached the exit onto the catwalks. He looked down examining what he had. A jacket? Jayne was weird sometimes.

Kaylee had heard the commotion – well, several commotions – and headed out to the main hold curiously. “What’s going on out here…” her voice broke when she saw the naked young man seated on the weight bench. Kaylee was dumbstruck, glancing up at Inara as she came rushing down the stairs.

“Feyden!”

“I, uh…guess we missed the party,” the young mechanic smirked, arms crossing as Inara quickly draped the jacket over the young man’s shoulders.

“Liu tyen,” Inara muttered under her breath, shooting a venomous glare up at Mal as she slowly walked Feyden up the stairs and towards her shuttle. Any sort of guilt at her actions was steadily fading as the minutes wore on.

He was very confused by Jayne, but then again Jayne never failed to confuse Mal. All he really had to do was speak and Mal was already lost by the bigger man. He looked downward and the jacket was ripped from his hands. Inara went rushing down the stairs like a crazy lady. Why was she yelling at him. Mal's eyes softened up as