Kaylee Bent Over Jayne's Lap (Part 2 of Fanfic Challenge)
Monday, January 8, 2007
Well, it's like this: There was this Flan B fanfic challenge, I answered it, and a lovely shiny reviewer requested a sequel. Here goes.
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 4432 RATING: 8.0 (NC17) SERIES: FIREFLY
A big thank you to Kjersti for the title and to the lovely VeraSamuels who requested this sequel. Everybody who can, please review and comment. Your words keep me going.
To see all my stuff, please click on the bright yellow ItsaWash name you see up there under the title of this story, then scroll to the bottom of my page and hit "View all my BlueSun items". My favorite is the first story, "The Measure of a Jayne." Thank you, Readers. You make the 'verse shiny.
Kaylee Bent Over Jayne's Lap
Serenity's fair doctor-of-enginery barely laid her forkful of protein mash back down on her Chinese china plate, chewed and swallowed a bite, when the short sharp prick of a needle at her upper arm caused the breath to leave her in a whoosh. She wasn't aware when Simon caught up his victim in his arms, turned her upper body toward Jayne, who helped lay the prostrate and curvy form over his own lap.
Kaylee didn't feel anything as Simon tugged down her coveralls and probed with long slim fingers at the ugly red growth on her hip. Dreaming vacantly and nonsensically for what seemed like hours, didn't register anything at all until a different and blunted sort of probing communicated itself to her mid-section. Right into her tummy.
By that time, Simon was still examining her injury lightly, studying it from all angles, no longer touching her. The probing nudge at her belly was a consequence of whomever she was lying atop. She didn't know it when Simon left the room to go get his medkit. Kaylee didn't register much at that point, in fact.
But somehow she realized it had to be Jayne beneath her. Fog overlay her faculties, but a woman'd have to be dead, not just drugged insensible, to not know it. There was a very short list that included whose manhood on her boat was big enough to nearly lift a woman's midsection an inch by dint of natural hydraulics alone. She didn't know this from experience, of course, and she wasn't an inveterate crotch-watcher, but a girl like Kaylee knew a thing or two about
Serenity's fair doctor-of-enginery. *Wonderful title for Kaylee and so original.
The probing nudge at her belly was a consequence of whomever she was lying atop. *probing nudge....uh yeah, what exam table wouldn't have a probing nudge were it providing a flat surface to support the sexy mechanic?
The sexin' here again...Washie, tying this back to the first part perfectly. It's Hot, Sexy, Wet, Wonderful, and um...well....flow's well? Yeah, thats it, flow's well, really slick, and um, greased, man...Gun Oil and Sex, what better combination could you have. Did I tell you I like the way your write the sexin'?
The pleasured lass located Jayne's ankle by the scent of gun oil on his pants hem. *Like I said, gun oil...I knew there was secret behind Jayne. And "Lass", how I love it when she's called that.
As Simon explained what he'd done and assured her she was fine, Kaylee nodded, settled in and thanked the handsome doctor while she struggled to suss out the broken sensations of lost time. *Simon 'splainin, and Kaylee Jaynin', I'm sure his doctor speak wasn't doin' much to cool her jets on our favorite merc.
Simon was swai and good, but she conjured his opposite: the lustful image of a bigger rougher man in his bunk, back arching up, his own gunhand doubling for a poor imitation of her body's embrace. *And this...imagining Jayne man taking matters into his own hands at the ending of playing the exam table...that was absofabuwonderful to throw in at the end.
Listen..I'm thinkin' you may upset a few Silee fans out there with this especially with the ending pointing towards Kaylee liking Simon's opposite, but here it is...this is believable, wonderful, uber-sexy, and I for one am very glad your wrote it. The first part would have stood fine on its own...but this, Washie, if anyone needs an example of a follow-up this would be it.
Sheesh....I guess I better go find some gun oil.
Who knows...maybe this will have positive consequences down the road for Silee, when roleplaying comes up as a way to keep the ol' fires burnin'...:D
BEB
i haven't been back to the old BSR in quite a while, but when i saw your name, ItsAWash, I knew I had to read any and all things new!
I am by no means disappointed.
Spectacular, as usual, and intensely naughty. Okay, naughty is too tame a word. It was magnificent...oh jaylee, how I love thee, and how I love your treatments!
If there is any more of this plotline floating about your head, let's have it! I beg!
Kate
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