A/N:

Yes, I know that I am supposed to be gone forever. Yes I know I haven't posted the new chapter of Date Night. Yes I know that I don't really like this pairing. All that aside, enjoy!

She liked the way he looked at her. It wasn’t complicated. Simon always viewed her as something delicate, something breakable. Wash’s thoughts weren’t easily turned to her but she knew she made him decidedly…uneasy, an odd mood for Wash. Book looked on her with sympathy, mixed with a kindness that she could bask in. And Mal…Mal just looked at her like she was a puzzle. There was a good deal of love in his eyes when he saw her, but confusion and even some manipulation. He didn’t want to care about her. It was too hard.

But Jayne looked at her with unmixed loathing. She understood exactly why too. She loved that as well. It was simple, it was straight-forward. He hated her because she was dangerous, she was in his space, and he couldn’t touch her.

She knew it frustrated him to no end. She saw that he looked on Inara with an interest he reserved for whores, knowing, however, that she would never spare him even a glance. Zoe he marked with as much respect as he could muster. And Kaylee…she could feel only pain radiating from him when he looked on Kaylee.

She could close her eyes and feel boundless lust and frustration surging through her when she thought of Jayne. She wanted him to undress her, to sex her very roughly, to drown in his feelings towards her. She imagined things she knew Simon would pale at the thought of. She pictured the bruises he would leave on her hips and breasts. She could feel his teeth nipping at her neck. She would let out a sigh and tilt her head to the side and Simon would give her a look of utter perplexity.

The thought of herself on hands and knees as he thrust into her from behind made her ache. He would rub his fingers over her clit almost violently and she would come with a gasp.

This was the only way she could imagine it. She hated feeling as if she were going to bre