Author: Gilove2dance

Title: Uncross

Prompt #34-Cross of rayne_shippers’ mini challenge table created by bugchicklv

Rating: R for het fluff and crude language as it is Jayne.

Pairings: Rayne

Disclaimer: Boss is Joss.

Word count: 562

Author's notes: This came to me in yoga class last night. Not the most serene of thoughts but it managed to distract me enough that I held me breathe for 1min and 20secs!! I was impressed with myself since I could barely hold it for thirty seconds before!

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WARNING: Continuation of …a couple hours after.

Jayne stared at River, seething with anger.

“Girl, you almost got me thrown out the airlock,” he roared.

“Negative. The captain and Simon know that I am of the age to choose my independent paths without outside influences. If I choose the forest path instead of the yellow brick road, I have to deal with the upturned roots and branches.” River stepped closer to Jayne. “I want you, Jayne Cobb.”

“An’ I git no say? What if I don’t want ya?”

“You do.”

“Do not.”

“Do.”

“Nope.”

“Yes.”

“No,” he snapped. “I ain’t gonna be the one to uncross yer legs.” River looked down in confusion.

“My legs are not crossed. I am standing straight.”

Jayne glared. “Yer a gorram genius. Ya haven’t heard that sayin’?” River shook her head and he sighed. “Deflower? Pop the cherry?”

River smiled up at him. “No.”

Jayne growled. “Sexin’ a ruttin’ virgin.” He turned to go out of the dining hall and to his bunk, but he stumbled as River jumped on his back, arms and legs wrapped around his torso.

“Crazy, what the hell do you think yer doin’?” Jayne growled. River responded by burying her face into his neck. “Git off me, moonbrain.”

“She is not a virgin.” Her voice was muffled.

Jayne froze. “The Academy?” he questioned.

“Bad memories. Do not want to speak of it. No warmth, no passion. No touching. Only pain, tears and hate. Not real.