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Fic - Four Times Jayne got Simon into Bed (and One Time He Didn't)
Five drabbles of slash Simon/Jayne and Mal/Jayne.
Disclaimer - Joss is the owner not me.
Four Times Jayne got Simon into Bed
One
Jayne was slow but he wasn’t stupid. He knew Simon gave him little looks as he was cleaning his guns. It did make him wonder though. It was all revealed to him one dark night when Simon appeared in his room. Jayne stiffened as Simon reached out and grasped the merc’s hand placing it over his hard bulge.
“Touch me like you touch Vera.”
Two
“Bed rest! I ain’t needing no bedrest! You can’t make me stay in bed!” Jayne protested as his wounds seeped around the bandage.
“Bed rest never did a man no harm.” Simon said as he struggled not to grin at the big man laid up. “Besides, I have a plan for keeping you in bed.”
Jayne stopped fussing as the doctor gave a feral grin, stripped off his clothes and slipped under the covers. “Move over.”
Three
Jayne still smiled at the memory of the first time he found Simon in his bed. It always made him smile. It was a trippy River who made it happen; whispering to her brother on how much she liked the ripple of Jayne’s taut muscles beneath the thin shirt. She mused aloud to him about Jayne.
Simon was competitive with his sister, Jayne knew that. Simon made a point to find out about Jayne’s muscles first. River accepted defeat gracefully, giving Jayne a wickedly smug grin. She hadn't really lost, Simon had another focus now.
As he stoked the sable haired doctor in his arms, Jayne hoped that Simon never found out about the deal he had made with River to wax lyrical about his... muscles.
Four
Jayne had had enough of the pretty boy doctor swanning around the ship taunting him with flashes of lean muscle beneath his colourful vests. He wanted the doc, bad.
He stopped Simon in the hallway early one morning, deciding it was time to make a move. “Wanna fuck?”
Simon rubbed his eyes and looked at Jayne, then grinned at him. “Okay.”
Jayne frowned. “No arguing? Just gonna rut like that?”
Simon smirked at him. “Such a romantic proposal. I couldn’t turn you down.” He pushed Jayne back against the wall, leaned into his long hard body and kissed him. Hard.
Jayne heard the small mutter. “Besides, I’m horny.”
and One Time He Didn't
One
The name escaped his lips as he gave one last gasping thrust. The man beneath him stilled and said in a wry tone. “Jayne, call me Simon one more time and no power in the ‘verse will…”
Jayne grunted as the flush of desire fled in the face of embarrassment. “Sorry, Mal.”
Five drabbles of slash Simon/Jayne and Mal/Jayne.
Disclaimer - Joss is the owner not me.
Four Times Jayne got Simon into Bed
One
Jayne was slow but he wasn’t stupid. He knew Simon gave him little looks as he was cleaning his guns. It did make him wonder though. It was all revealed to him one dark night when Simon appeared in his room. Jayne stiffened as Simon reached out and grasped the merc’s hand placing it over his hard bulge.
“Touch me like you touch Vera.”
Two
“Bed rest! I ain’t needing no bedrest! You can’t make me stay in bed!” Jayne protested as his wounds seeped around the bandage.
“Bed rest never did a man no harm.” Simon said as he struggled not to grin at the big man laid up. “Besides, I have a plan for keeping you in bed.”
Jayne stopped fussing as the doctor gave a feral grin, stripped off his clothes and slipped under the covers. “Move over.”
Three
Jayne still smiled at the memory of the first time he found Simon in his bed. It always made him smile. It was a trippy River who made it happen; whispering to her brother on how much she liked the ripple of Jayne’s taut muscles beneath the thin shirt. She mused aloud to him about Jayne.
Simon was competitive with his sister, Jayne knew that. Simon made a point to find out about Jayne’s muscles first. River accepted defeat gracefully, giving Jayne a wickedly smug grin. She hadn't really lost, Simon had another focus now.
As he stoked the sable haired doctor in his arms, Jayne hoped that Simon never found out about the deal he had made with River to wax lyrical about his... muscles.
Four
Jayne had had enough of the pretty boy doctor swanning around the ship taunting him with flashes of lean muscle beneath his colourful vests. He wanted the doc, bad.
He stopped Simon in the hallway early one morning, deciding it was time to make a move. “Wanna fuck?”
Simon rubbed his eyes and looked at Jayne, then grinned at him. “Okay.”
Jayne frowned. “No arguing? Just gonna rut like that?”
Simon smirked at him. “Such a romantic proposal. I couldn’t turn you down.” He pushed Jayne back against the wall, leaned into his long hard body and kissed him. Hard.
Jayne heard the small mutter. “Besides, I’m horny.”
and One Time He Didn't
One
The name escaped his lips as he gave one last gasping thrust. The man beneath him stilled and said in a wry tone. “Jayne, call me Simon one more time and no power in the ‘verse will…”
Jayne grunted as the flush of desire fled in the face of embarrassment. “Sorry, Mal.”