Re: Firefly, Jayne/Kaylee, “I could stand to hear a little more” (Part 2)
"Come on, harder, that's it, I'm gonna come for you," she hissed, and his cock just about leaped in his hand. He groaned back, and she let out a squeak almost an octave higher than he moaning.
"Go on, lemme hear you, I'll pound you into the mattress until I feel you comin'," he growled, and was rewarded with her inhaling sharply, once, twice, and then yowling like a cat. A few moments passed in frantic pumping, and then she moaned "You too, Jayne, come on, I wanna hear you shoot."
"You got it." He gritted his teeth and roared against the first pulse; it kept going, six, seven, eight beats as his world faded to white sparks and then came back.
The tiny cavern stirred with their breathing. Somewhere up above them came the sound of other voices. Jayne stuffed himself back in his jeans. "I think they might have heard that."
"Fine with me. They rescue us, that's all that matters." She sighed softly.
He leaned back against the pile of rubble. "You ever want to talk to me like that again, I think I could listen."
"I'll think about it," she replied, and there was a smile in her voice as a light flickered somewhere above their heads.