Title: Primary Expedition (1/3)

Author: GoddessofBirth

Fandom: Firefly

Pairing: Rayne

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: I make no money out of manipulating these poor characters.

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Jayne sat at the bar of the brothel with a whore – Gina – wrapped around his arm. He was aware the crew thought he had somewhat of an obsession with sex, and he openly admitted they were right. But it really wasn't anymore of an obsession than the one he carried for guns, or violence, or working out until his muscles burned from the strain. The truth was that he was an extremely physical man who found enjoyment from any number of earthy activities.

Sexing with whores was a win/win proposition as far as Jayne Cobb was concerned. He found release without the worry of entangling alliances, the prostitute got paid, and he always, always made sure she experienced as much pleasure as he did. He'd been around the block enough times to know when even a veteran professional was faking it, and he took great pride and delight in reminding them that real, earth shattering, shiver inducing, eye crossing orgasms still existed in the 'verse. He usually didn't have to visit a whorehouse more than a time or two before the whores starting jockeying among themselves for a position in his line.

He had just downed the last of his whiskey and had stood in preparation to head upstairs with Gina, when he saw the side door open and watched as the last person he ever expected to run into in a brothel slip into the room. The gorram moonbrain danced across the polished floor, wearing one of her brother's god awful wardrobe choices that not only were made for a woman three times her size, but were of such loud and contrasting colors that they would be headache inducing in a lesser man.

Jayne was enough of a connoisseur of women to know exactly what the feng le was hiding underneath all those layers of clothes, and not just because he'd seen her pop out of that cryo tank like a nak