Part six: day five, kinda.
Previous chapters to be found: , , , and . Disclaimer : Some are mine, some aren't. If you need more help than that, I don't think you're going to get it. Ever. Rating : This one is definitely NC-17. Seriously, I'm warning you. NC-17 and then some. Comment: After last time, my reaction was to get them both into bed and have done with it, but no... all the ladies had some things to say and there was nothin' that Jayne or I could do except stand back and let them say it. Never fear, I got them to acqueisce in the end. Yay. Feedback : Comment (please! making me beg is not fair) or send an email: wily_one24@yahoo.com.au *** [center]
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CHAPTER SIX.
"That's what he called me."
She whispered it up to him and Jayne could see both her confusion and an ache in her eyes. It reminded him of having an infected tooth pulled, it hurt like hell, but it was relief more than it was pain.
"Figured as much." He pulled at her waist softly, just enough so that her head lolled forward and he rested his jaw on her forehead. "You wanna talk about it?"
Her breath ghosted over the front of his neck.
"No." She leaned into him, he could feel the whole point of her body turn to him, her voice thick. "Not really."
"Then you wanna sit down?"
Her head bobbed up and down slowly, taking his with it and he led them over to the table. He was lost and the only thing he knew how to do was pull the chair out and settle her, his hand moving from her waist to the back of her shoulders.
It couldn't be anything as easy as someone needin