Show Me More...Part 1
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
River on Jayne action. First in the series. It's pure lust.
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 2445 RATING: 9.0 (NC17) SERIES: FIREFLY
The little moonbrain was watching him clean his guns again. He hadn't a clue when she'd started, all he knew was that he gorram HATED it when she got all sneaky like. He had been trained not to trust people, and damn it, where did she get off sneaking around like that?
"Jayne shouldn't be afraid of her."
He hadn't realized how silent the room had been until she spoke. He put Vera down, turning to look at her.
"I'm not scared of you, loony. Just..." he faltered, her gaze nearly penetrating him. "you shouldn't sneak up on people like that." He finished the sentence lamely, her stare making him look away, back to the safety of his guns. When he looked up, she was gone.
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She was behind him again the next day, this time clearing her throat before she entered the room. She sat beside him, watching him intently.
"What? Whatcha keep lookin' at me like that, all crazy for?"
She merely shrugged, then smiled. "Eyes penetrate like lovers, deep to the core of his being. She sees his desire like coin in a wishing well."
He stopped what he was doing, the cloth in his hand dropping to the floor as he spun around to look at her, wide eyed.
"What'd you jus' say, girl?"
"She sees his passion. Red. He looks better in red. Passion, desire, bloodlust..." She trailed off, and he realized they were inches apart.
"Now look here..." His voice hitched a little as he smelled her. She was purity and apples and all female. She was speaking of desire and penetrating and stuff that he knew all too well. "Now look here, crazy..." She was a little girl. No, a young woman, really. But she was insane. She'd sliced him open like a hot knife through butter. She was crazy. "C'mon, little girl...just 'cause I like fightin' and gettin' sexed up don't mean I wanna be doin' it with you. The sexin' part, that is." Mal would kill him. Simon would kill him. Hell, she might kill him. She was young. She was too young. She was...well, crazy.
"Sanity interrupted. She flows for only the right man. The river needs a dam
I think it happens a bit too fast, though. Jayne's none too keen on being thrown out the airlock. I imagine River would have to do a bit more convincing.
But more, please. You cannot leave us sitting here!
Loved Jayne's voice, River's was perfect too, of course. Have to tell you this, though: When I realized he was gonna go and dam up the River, when you walked him and her down the corridor to his bunk, I actually crooned aloud in my chair right here in horror, oh no Jayne, please don't do it.
What bugged me about it is: I want him to be nobler than some of Joss's Firefly makes him, and I write him that way in my own fic 'cause I pine for it. But your "Show me More" taught me this: I know darn well that Jayne is also the filthy-minded merc who would gorram-well take the "moon brain"'s virginity and barely think twice about it.
Soooo. You gonna test my limits further and show me more of Show Me More? I think I need it.
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