A/N: This is completely independent from my current series - just thought I'd post something fun.

Sequel to http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12323>Center Ring

Also, for the Prompt - Corset from the following http://www.geocities.com/maegovannen/Firefly/69FicChallenge.html>Prompt Table.

This is the most NC-17 I've ever written, so don't read if it ain't your thing!

As always, comments are like presents on Christmas morning!

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Step Right Up – Sequel to Center Ring

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“Jayne?”

Oh, he was in trouble. Even the big man could figure that out, based on the way Kaylee’s voice lilted in his ears. With a grunt of acknowledgement, he continued polishing Betsy and did not turn to meet the young mechanic’s gaze. If he did he knew he’d be in more than just trouble – he’d be a goner.

Frowning at his lack of attention, Kaylee circled the table and plopped herself down in the chair beside him, batting her eyelashes in his direction and smiling wide. When he simply redoubled his efforts at polishing his pistol, Kaylee said, “I need yer help.”

She watched with barely contained amusement as Jayne froze and his eyes snapped up to regard her. With a lewd grin sliding across his face, he set Betsy down and reached for her hand. “I knew you’d ‘ventually wake up an’ realize the doc ain’t got what you’re achin’ for.”

Giggling at him, Kaylee swatted his hand away and wiggled her eyebrows mischievously. “No, Jayne, I definitely don’t need your help in that department.” Leaning towards him, she watched with even more glee as he shuddered at her next statement. “Simon is more than enough to cure my aches an’ pains.”

Disgusted, Jayne resumed cleaning his gun and grunted, “Then what the hell you want?”

“Well,” Kaylee said, lowering her voice and darting her eyes around the common room to be sure they were alone. “I kinda need to borrow somethin’.”

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“Well, little guy, you seem to be adapting quite well to space travel.” The pa