Their bodies…melting together so soundly, like the sands of time running through one another…so perfect. Mouth covering to taste her, to drink her in and never know another lonely day. Hips lifting so wonderslouy with his….her moans resonanting flawlessly through him, filling them with the lovliest melody his ears could’ve ever been tuned to….

It had been going on almost twenty seven days and two nights since he had last seen her, since he had watched her walk off Serenity. Twenty seven days but yet it felt like light years. Jayne…he wanted her….Sonja…wanted her so bad. His dreams, they played out grand, wonderful scenes of their last night together, reminding him how she had made him feel.

Jayne missed her horribly and the only thing he had to keep himself company of hers was his coat that she had worn. He slept with it every night, laying it in a ball next to him so he could go to sleep and wake the next morning smelling her fragrance, all the while pretending that somehow, she would appear as a mystical apparition ready to soothe his soul.

Now, Jayne knew the meaning of it…caring…caring for someone more than himself and now he was aching all over…for her touch, for her kindness…for her.

Mal had said he could visit her soon, real soon, but they had jobs to finish and well, Jayne was up for it, he was. Money, that was always a good thing. Money made him happy and doing any kind of jobs that Mal and Zoe managed to pull out of their hat made him feel useful anyways. And besides, Jayne had plans for all the money he was raking in, plans that contained Sonja in them. Besides, it was enough for him to keep his mind off her in the mean time until he could execute that plan.

Whenever Jayne closed his eyes, he saw it…her arms around him, her lips pressing onto his that had been quivering at the very thought of seeing her leave, her eyes saying goodbye without her having to speak a word. And that was it. She was gone. In Inara’s shuttle, leaving.

Jayne had never been one for all mushy garbage. For one it w