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Title: Again and Again
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twilightsrain/edenbound (ficjournal)
Summary: From the first time till Simon stops counting.
Rating: R
Characters: Simon, Jayne
Pairing: Jayne/Simon
Warning: Implied smut
Spoilers/Timeline: None really specified, post Serenity? No spoilers
Disclaimer: Joss is boss.
The first time Jayne corners him Simon is not sure whether to feel alarmed, intrigued, or simply amused. Jayne puts a stop to all three and coherent thought when he kisses him, deep and eager and just a little sloppy, his tongue pushing into his mouth, the kiss altogether stealing Simon's breath and leaving him with a faint shiver working its way through his limbs when they stop kissing.
"I thought," Simon says, a little confusedly, while Jayne is already unbuttoning his pants and pushing a hand in, "that you don't kiss people on the mouth."
"I don't kiss whores on the mouth, doc," Jayne explains, making Simon's eyes cross somewhat with another kiss combined with some rather distracting squeezing and stroking at his cock, "and, well, do you really think of yourself as a whore?"
Simon considers pointing out that he's probably moaning like one, but doesn't want Jayne to get hold of the idea and take it further than he really means it to go, so he just shakes his head and holds on, and tries to enjoy the ride, which doesn't prove too hard. Jayne may be a little rough, but he's also, in Simon's opinion at least, very, very good in bed.
By the fifth time they have sex it's almost a tradition. Jayne pins him against a wall and he protests -- any excuse -- and is silenced with kisses and distracting touches until he's ready to be dragged off to wherever's closest -- usually his own room, because Jayne's guns unnerve him somewhat. And then, when they're done, Jayne will stay five minutes to calm his breathing and get himself looking like he hasn't just been in bed with Simon. And then he leaves.
Some time later, Simon has stopped counting, and has started wanting somewhat more than the quick tumble into bed and the rough rutting. The day he first thinks that and actually admits it to himself is the night Jayne first stays, spooned up behind him, his breath warm and regular against the back of Simon's neck.
It doesn't happen all the time. But it happens often enough.
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twilightsrain/edenbound (ficjournal)Summary: From the first time till Simon stops counting.
Rating: R
Characters: Simon, Jayne
Pairing: Jayne/Simon
Warning: Implied smut
Spoilers/Timeline: None really specified, post Serenity? No spoilers
Disclaimer: Joss is boss.
The first time Jayne corners him Simon is not sure whether to feel alarmed, intrigued, or simply amused. Jayne puts a stop to all three and coherent thought when he kisses him, deep and eager and just a little sloppy, his tongue pushing into his mouth, the kiss altogether stealing Simon's breath and leaving him with a faint shiver working its way through his limbs when they stop kissing.
"I thought," Simon says, a little confusedly, while Jayne is already unbuttoning his pants and pushing a hand in, "that you don't kiss people on the mouth."
"I don't kiss whores on the mouth, doc," Jayne explains, making Simon's eyes cross somewhat with another kiss combined with some rather distracting squeezing and stroking at his cock, "and, well, do you really think of yourself as a whore?"
Simon considers pointing out that he's probably moaning like one, but doesn't want Jayne to get hold of the idea and take it further than he really means it to go, so he just shakes his head and holds on, and tries to enjoy the ride, which doesn't prove too hard. Jayne may be a little rough, but he's also, in Simon's opinion at least, very, very good in bed.
By the fifth time they have sex it's almost a tradition. Jayne pins him against a wall and he protests -- any excuse -- and is silenced with kisses and distracting touches until he's ready to be dragged off to wherever's closest -- usually his own room, because Jayne's guns unnerve him somewhat. And then, when they're done, Jayne will stay five minutes to calm his breathing and get himself looking like he hasn't just been in bed with Simon. And then he leaves.
Some time later, Simon has stopped counting, and has started wanting somewhat more than the quick tumble into bed and the rough rutting. The day he first thinks that and actually admits it to himself is the night Jayne first stays, spooned up behind him, his breath warm and regular against the back of Simon's neck.
It doesn't happen all the time. But it happens often enough.
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Date: 2006-08-17 08:38 pm (UTC)I love that. I can believe that's how it would be.
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Date: 2006-08-18 01:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
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