Rating - NC-17 there is an R version at my LJ

Pairings: J/R; M/I

Disclaimer: It all belongs to Joss.

Beta: TamSibling

AN: Sorry this was late in coming, but I wanted to post it before I left for Flan.

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Precious Commodity

By Lattelady 6

Ch 6 - Waiting Time

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Chan Juin – moon; lovely, (in ancient writings was used to describe a woman)

Bo song – beam, transmit

Zhan shi – fighter, warrior

Lang – wolf

Zhen – precious thing

Bao qui – valuable, priceless treasure, precious

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River’s hands began to shake as she sluiced icy water on her face in the dark shower room. She concentrated on the sting of the freezing liquid as it hit her cheeks instead of the pinpricks of fear that were hovering at the corners of her mind.

All night long she’d been warm and safe in Jayne’s arms. He’d taught her the joys that a woman could feel when touching and being touched; now it was morning. Serenity was still too damaged to fly and most of her crew was in an Alliance medical tent. The small ship was surrounded by a battalion of government troops and out there on the other side of the moon’s atmo, between them and the freedom of the Black, was the Operative, waiting like a spider with a juicy morsel caught in his web.

“Can’t think about it, can’t think about it,” River chanted quietly as she dried her face and searched for something to take her mind off the impending fear. The edge of her towel brushed against her right breast. She was tender enough that even fully clothed, the slight touch caused her to catch her breath. She ached pleasantly in places that she’d always taken for granted before. When the Blue Hands had stimulated her to feel deep arousal, they had used only brain probes, touch had never been allowed. To find releas