Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Firefly characters or am in any way connected to the show.

Characters: Jayne

Summary: This is what Jayne did on Valentine’s Day. NC-17

Author’s Notes: Okay, so this story is the only way I saw Jayne getting any lovin’ on Valentine’s Day. Feedback is always appreciated! Oh and I’d like to give Phaedra a special thanks for the comment about calling Simon “Dr. Love”. I used it to reference him in this story.

Valentine’s Day: Jayne

By KaySky

He couldn’t sleep, so he got up early. No one else was usually awake this time of morning, so he decided to wander the ship.

He passed by Inara’s shuttle. He smiled. He thought of the time she brought aboard a woman. Perhaps he was thinking about it too much. A bulge formed in his pants. He continued wandering.

She walked right passed him, coffee in hand, headed towards the passenger dorms. He’d never admit to it, but he was jealous. He knew once she got there, she’d be swept off her feet by Dr. Love. He sighed.

He walked passed the engine room. The little mechanic sure did look good covered in engine grease. Put a gun in her hands and she’d be the next ‘Miss Universe’. Suddenly the gun was gone and so were her clothes. She was leaning against the engine, fully naked, sweaty, and greasy.

Kissing wasn’t really his thing. He walked right up to her and pinned her against the wall. Suddenly his clothes were gone and she was inside him. With every thrust her back thumped against the wall. She smiled at him. She liked it rough. The thrusts became deeper, faster. Her moans were so loud there was no doubt she’d woken up the whole ‘verse. He took her breast in his mouth as he pounded into her even harder. He sucked her nipple, bit her nipple, devoured her nipple. She was crying out his name. She wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Jayne, for the millionth time, what the gorram hell are you doing?” Mal yelled.

Turns out the only real thing in the past few minutes had been him hearing his name. Only it