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30 August 2006 @ 01:09 am
Tagfic: An Evening In  
Title: An Evening In
Authors: thecricket & just_unravel
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Rayne.
Disclaimer: We couldn't decide which one of us owned shirtless!Jayne, but it doesn't really matter because we don't own any of this anyway.
A/N: Jayne has been going through crap in many fics, so we agreed to make up for it with smut.



River saw how nervous she was when she looked at herself in the mirror. She was criticizing her outfit choice for the night but she only had five minutes left to get ready. Tearing off the pale pink dress she had on, she stood in her matching lacey white bra and panties while she rifled through her closet, tossing things aside until she found the perfect thing to wear. Shuffling through all the clothes hanging limply on their hangers, she spotted the dark crimson of the dress Inara gave her for her birthday. It was far too revealing to wear when she first received the gift, but she decided that it would be the perfect attire for tonight's date.

She had planned the perfect evening for them and she was sure Jayne would be pleasantly surprised by her careful consideration. When he returned from the job he was currently out on, they would go out for dinner (which she had scrimped and saved her pay for) and maybe have a nice walk out in the open air. It had been a long time since they'd had real ground under their feet and River was looking forward to breathing air that wasn't processed through air filters. Now, all she had to do was to convince Jayne that this was a good idea.

He had been in a grumpy mood lately and was taking it out on everyone. Just this morning he was grumbling something about "all them gorram people, trying ta put me in pain." She didn't know what he meant by that, as no one had tried to kill him in days, but tonight she would make it up to him.

She looked in the mirror one last time, checking every angle for any flaws, before heading out to the cargo bay. As she made her way, she heard the bay doors open and quickened her pace. Bypassing the limping captain and the grim looking Zoë, River raced over to Jayne who was trudging up the ramp. He was covered head to toe in sweat and grime from lifting the heavy cargo all afternoon and she could see the exhaustion in his eyes when he looked up at her.

She hesitated for a moment, afraid that her plan for an evening out was too much. The last thing she wanted to do was make him grumpier. Instead, she settled to skip the dinner and the light stroll and go straight to the grand finale.

He cringed when she launched herself into his strained aching arms. "Baby girl, I'm a little too tired to be carryin' you around today," he grumped, setting her on her feet.

Her lips quivered in a slight pout and he leaned down to kiss them gently. When he pulled away, she saw a small spark in his devastatingly blue eyes.

"Hopefully not too tired for everything," she lightly teased.

"What did you have in mind?" He finally noticed her dress and let his eyes roam leeringly over her slim curves. As he reached for her, she stepped back and brushed his hands aside.

"First you must bathe." She scrunched her nose at the scent of him.

"Don't see the point of gettin' clean if I'm only goin' to get dirty again," he whispered in her ear. Her knees went weak with the feel of his breath over her skin.

"Shower," she gasped, her body still humming with tingles, "and I'll be waiting for you when you return clean." He took in her parted lips and lust glazed eyes and knew that he was in for something special. With a sly grin he winked and nodded curtly as he headed towards his bunk, but not before lightly pinching her behind as he slipped past.

To say he got ready fast was an understatement. He didn't even let the water get warm. After toweling off, he grabbed the first shirt out of his dresser and sniffed it. No, not clean. The rest of the shirts had a similar smell. Just when he was about to give up and started pulling on one of the not-so-clean shirts, he glanced at his bed and saw an outfit laid out for him. He smiled at the thought of his girl taking care of him.

He pulled the shirt over his head and was still fastening the buckle of his pants with one hand as he climbed the ladder out of his bunk. Now, where would she be waiting for him, he wondered. She hadn't said any specific location to meet, but judging by the wicked gleam in her eye when he'd left, he had a pretty good idea of what she had in mind. He headed off to her bunk with an excited skip in his step.

Knocking lightly on the doorframe, Jayne waited for her permission to enter. "Baby?"

He heard her soft voice only slightly muffled through the thin door, "You may enter." He took a deep breath to calm his excited nerves, as to not appear overly eager, and slid the door open.

The only light came from the flickering candles placed sporadically around the room. River was standing in the middle and Jayne watched silently as the shadows danced across her body. She still had on the red dress from before, but somehow it seemed even sexier knowing she wouldn't be wearing it for long and he was the one that was going to get to take it off of her. Her pale skin glowed in the candlelight, making her seem like a glittering desert mirage and he ached to see more of it.

River beckoned him to move closer. When he reached her, Jayne wrapped one arm around her, used his free hand to cup her face, and placed a heated kiss on her waiting lips. Her breath fanned out across his face as she sighed and her arms instinctively grasped his shoulders for support as he leaned her back slightly. She could smell the soap from his shower on his skin and savored the mental picture of him swiping his washcloth over his wet body.

Her fantasy was pushed aside with the reality of the moment; Jayne moved his mouth down to her neck and sucked on her pulse point. Gliding her hands across the wide expanse of his shoulders and up the strong column of his neck, she threaded her hands through his hair. He moaned his approval against her neck as her fingernails lightly trailed across his scalp.

His hand moved up her back to find the zipper and he slowly undid the dress. All the while, he kissed his way along her collarbone and slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders. No longer supported, the front of her dress drooped down bearing her lace-covered breasts to his gaze. The hand caressing her face dragged down her front to cup one, his fingers rubbing the rough fabric against her sensitive skin. She arched her back in reaction to him pinching lightly on her nipple. His mouth replaced his hand and she could feel the fabric becoming wet.

Reaching down his back as he hunched over to lick and nip at her breasts, she tugged on the hem of his shirt until it caught at his shoulders. He reluctantly released his hold on her to pull the shirt over his head and toss it aside before returning to his ministrations. But before returning to her breasts, he reached behind her again to un-do the clasp of her bra. She helped in the removal process by pulling the straps down her arms and letting the lingerie fall to the floor between them. He placed his lips back around the nub as she pulled his head closer. His hands rubbed warm circles on her hips before grasping the barely clinging fabric of her dress and letting it drop to the floor around her bare feet.

Jayne moved his mouth back up to give her another kiss, his tongue tracing along her lips. Then, he cupped her ass with both hands and lifted her up. Automatically, her legs wrapped around his waist. This made it easy for him to carry her to the bed. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled herself as close to his body as she could get. Pouring everything she had into the kiss, she let her tongue intertwine with his even as he laid her down on the bed.

She whimpered when he pulled away to take off his pants. But she watched him with lust-filled eyes as he unbuckled his belt. Even in the low light, she could see his muscles ripple across his chest and abdomen. He toed off his boots and slipped his pants down his legs. Clothed only in her favorite pair of soft blue boxers he climbed into the bed, settling himself on his side next to her. His hands roamed over her bare torso, stopping briefly to caress and tickle certain areas, while his mouth reattached itself to hers.

Throwing one leg over his body, River crawled on top of him. He could feel the heat coming from her core desperately close to his groin. All he could do was tighten his embrace around her so he could feel her bare chest against his own. She kissed along his stubbled jawline, noting happily that he had neglected to shave. She enjoyed the rough rasp of it against the soft skin of her lips before making her way down his neck to the sensitive spot on his throat. The moan that escaped his mouth encouraged her to suck harder, marking him as her own. Her hands roamed the expanse of his chest and she dug her fingernails lightly into his skin. His hips bucked up in reflex and he resisted the urge to flip her over and pound into her. Instead, he let her be in charge of the evening, seeing that she had plans.

She leaned back to examine her handiwork, letting her weight rest firmly against his groin. She felt his hardened length twitch against her and smiled wickedly down at him. His hands wrapped around her hips, pushing her down onto his cock, before slipping beneath the elastic of her panties and gently lowering them down her legs. Her fingers grabbed the hem of his boxers and he lifted his hips to aid in the removal of the pesky garment. She stood up at the foot of the bed and slowly peeled down her own underwear. Propping himself on his elbows, Jayne watched as she hovered over him, completely bare and glowing in the candlelight.

She gazed lustily at his naked form on the bed; erection curved upwards, standing proudly from the dark curls at the base of his belly, clenched stomach making the muscles defined under their cover of taut skin and the trail of dark hair. Settling back down on his legs, River gripped the base of his cock in her cool hand and placed her lips around its head. She inched her way down slowly, taking in as much of him as she could.

Jayne let his head fall back against her pillow, his eyes closing in rapture as her tongue swirled around the swollen tip. He ran a hand through her silky hair, luxuriating in the cool glide of the strands between his fingers and cracked his eyes open to watch the slight bob of her head. She withdrew him from her mouth with a pop and licked a trail down his shaft to its base. Her tongue never lost the curiosity it had when she first tasted him and he's glad for it. His mind always went into a frenzy when she explored every inch of him.

She licked a trail upwards over his stomach, stopping briefly to dip into his navel and again to tease his nipples, before she kissed his mouth, letting him taste himself on her lips. Her body was poised above him, knees planted on either side of his hips, damp folds brushing against his aroused cock. His hands took a firm grip on her hips and he guided her core down onto his waiting erection.

River moaned at first contact and rolled her hips forward. Still having a hold of her, Jayne determined the slow pace in which she rode him. The friction between their bodies as their bellies rubbed together and her thighs gripped his hips sent a bone-deep warmth up through her, heating her from the inside out. He grunted and bucked his hips when she clenched her internal muscles, squeezing his length tightly.

She dropped her body down harder onto his cock as Jayne lifted his hips to power his thrusts. Their pace quickened; both desperate to tumble over the edge. His hands reached up to cup her breasts, fondling the soft flesh and pinching at her nipples. Sparks of pleasure shot out from the points at which he touched her, zipping across her body and making her see flashes of light on the backs of her eyelids. She could feel her control slipping, dancing just out of reach and added a roll of her hips to their flowing movements.

"Oh ma de, baby girl," Jayne panted out. He was close, so very close, and judging from her flushness of her skin, he knew she was too.

He flipped River onto her back without breaking their rhythm and pounded into her. The change of position altered his angle of penetration, hitting a new sensitive spot deep inside her. She arched off the bed, hips lifting to meet his thrusts and moaned out his name as her relief washed over her. With one last sloppy thrust, he lost himself completely inside her and fell against her petite form.

River wrapped her legs around Jayne's massive form to bring him closer and they remained connected until they both came down from their peaks. She cradled him in her arms, tracing abstract pattern across the slick skin of his back as she listened to his breathing even out.

She opened her mouth to ask if they could do it again, but quickly snapped her jaw shut when she heard a deep rumble from his chest. Craning her neck to look at his face, she realized he'd fallen asleep, face nestled against her breasts and arms wrapped around her slim waist.

"He sleeps," she whispered to the room.

River was about to wake him up and push him off before his full weight settled on her, but paused when she saw his mouth form a small smile of contentment. After so many weeks of dealing with a grumpy Jayne, she knew he needed to remain where he was and she let him enjoy his own serenity.
 
 
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momin8rmomin8r on August 30th, 2006 05:31 am (UTC)
Hooray for smut! and river is sadly mistaken......he definitely has people bringing him pain this week! this was perfectly smutty and so glad you guys gave this to us, it's been such a sad read lately, although the sad is lovely in it's own right......just really needed happy smut considering how shiny RL is right now....thanks again for sharing! take care :D
Cricket: FF Jayne boysw/gunsthecricket on August 30th, 2006 02:57 pm (UTC)
As much as I love the angst, we thought it was time to lighten things up around here :)

Thanks! Glad you liked it :)
jaynedancingjaynedancing on August 30th, 2006 05:57 am (UTC)
Ah happy smut, lov-er-ly. ;-D

Maybe we should have a happy smut-a-thon or something.
Cricket: FF Rayne mule ridethecricket on August 30th, 2006 02:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you :)

Oooh, a smut-a-thon? I'm up for that! :)
troy_gal on August 30th, 2006 06:02 am (UTC)
Thank you for providing us with that lovely bit of smut. I don't think I can handle anymore Rayne angst right now, so I'll probably limit myself to happy tales like this one.
Cricket: FF Rayne comicthecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:00 pm (UTC)
Thank you for reading out bit of smut :)
I know what you mean, I'm reaching my quota for sad fics for a while. But I've got some ideas for fluffy fics cluttering up my head, so hopefully I'll be able to get a few of them written :)
Some ideas are better in theory…: Rayne-Man-partsromanceguru on August 30th, 2006 06:22 am (UTC)
Great job guys! River sure knows how to put a smile on her mans face. The gift of smut is always a welcome one!
Cricket: FF Riverthecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:01 pm (UTC)
Thanks! River thought Jayne needed some cheerin' up, and what makes a merc happier than some good sexin' :)
Beck the becking Becktard: Conan is made of awesome!jynnantonnyx28 on August 30th, 2006 07:07 am (UTC)
Yay Rayne!Smut! Oh how I have missed thee!

Great work.
Cricket: WW zangthecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:02 pm (UTC)
hehe, glad you liked it! We need more smut around here :)

Love the icon! Conan rocks my socks :)
{creating singularities of AWESOME!}: jayne/river - hold mefairandbright on August 30th, 2006 07:25 am (UTC)
HAWT! Loved it! That is all. *walks off in a dreamy gaze*
Cricket: FF Jayne heroicthecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:04 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thank you :)

Becareful not to trip over anything while you're walking in that dreamy state. Or at least make sure Jayne is there to catch you :)
MissKittyFantastico: jayne smutariane87 on August 30th, 2006 07:43 am (UTC)
yay. finally some smut again! ^^ thank you!!
Cricket: FF River gigglethecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:05 pm (UTC)
You're most welcome and thank you for reading :)
bookishtype: kittenbookishtype on August 30th, 2006 08:52 am (UTC)
*sigh* how i love rayne smut... very very nice...

"he sleeps," she whispered to the room.... favourite line...
Cricket: FF Rayne nuzzlethecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:07 pm (UTC)
There's nothing that's not a little better with Rayne smut :)

Wasn't that line great? That whole wonderful bit at the end just_unravel's doing :)
Munder, he's what's for breakfastmoondreamer1 on August 30th, 2006 12:43 pm (UTC)
smutathon! smutathon! *please*
Cricket: FF Jayne troublethecricket on August 30th, 2006 03:09 pm (UTC)
I've got some other things to work on, but if people want to start writing massive amounts of smut, I wouldn't complain ;)
*joins you in chanting for more smut*
just unraveljust_unravel on August 30th, 2006 05:04 pm (UTC)
up with SMUT! (yeah, I have nothing more to add)
Curi: woah.  good myth.curi_o on August 30th, 2006 05:30 pm (UTC)
*tries to look sorry... can't quite manage it.* I did finish putting him in pain, though. I did. For real!

"Don't see the point of gettin' clean if I'm only goin' to get dirty again," he whispered in her ear. Her knees went weak with the feel of his breath over her skin.

"Shower," she gasped, her body still humming with tingles...


Yup. That's tingly. I still want to know how they got from stealing clothes to sexin', but I can wait. After all, my flufftable is soon to be born!
Cricket: FF Rayne nuzzlethecricket on August 30th, 2006 06:19 pm (UTC)
*tries to look sorry... can't quite manage it.*

You shouldn't be sorry. Your angst fics were wonderful despite the pain of them. I look forward to your flufftable with avid excitement!

I still want to know how they got from stealing clothes to sexin'
This wasn't really a continuation of the clothes stealing fics, just a happy accident while talking online :)

Glad you liked it and thanks for reading!
angel932: Mercenaryangel932 on August 31st, 2006 01:50 am (UTC)
Wheee! Rayne smut! Just what I needed. More! More!
Cricket: FF Jayne mercthecricket on August 31st, 2006 01:52 am (UTC)
Well, we have started a smut-o-thon over at cobb_and_tam *hint hint* :)

Thank you! :)
angel932: Mercenaryangel932 on August 31st, 2006 01:55 am (UTC)
Actually, I have something started, but it will be a while before it gets truly smutty. I'm trying to work up to it with actual plot *grins*. Is it okay to post the almost slutty with promise of more?
angel932: Mercenaryangel932 on August 31st, 2006 02:00 am (UTC)
Cricket, I just figured out that you are one of the people who run the site, so I essentially just sent you two of the same messages - sorry! I also didn't realize that I hadn't joined the community *whoops* so I went ahead and did that. *grins*

Up with smut!

Angel
Cricket: FF Jayne train job hatthecricket on August 31st, 2006 02:09 am (UTC)
hehe, no worries :) but thank you for joining!

I think "up with smut" is our new motto...or it would be if we had a motto ;)
angel932: Mercenaryangel932 on August 31st, 2006 02:19 am (UTC)
Maybe we could make a flag! You know, like Vermont or New Hampshire or whichever one says "Live Free or Die". Across the top it would say "Up with Smut", across the bottom it would say "Fuck Jayne or Die" and the picture in the middle could be of one of Jayne's guns, or perhaps his OTHER weapon.

Oh Betsy Ross, where are you when we need you?
Cricket: FF Jayne whip this outthecricket on August 31st, 2006 03:14 am (UTC)
New Hampshire's motto is Live Free or Die, but oddly enough it's not on the flag.


Clearly, I have too much time on my hands :)
just unravel: Smutjust_unravel on August 31st, 2006 03:33 am (UTC)
OH MY GOD. That should be the motto of the WORLD! No....the entire 'Verse.

That is just hi-larious.
angel932angel932 on August 31st, 2006 10:58 am (UTC)
PS. Unravel - your icon almost made me pee my pants. *chuckles uncontrollably*
Cricket: FF fob delightfulthecricket on August 31st, 2006 03:54 pm (UTC)
I'm glad I could amuse :)
and I agree, this needs to be a 'verse wide motto :)
angel932: Mercenaryangel932 on August 31st, 2006 10:55 am (UTC)
*gasp*

*screams with delight*

*gasps agains*

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

This is quite possibly the best present I've gotten all year!

Cricket - I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!
Cricket: FF Jayne gigglsnortthecricket on August 31st, 2006 03:53 pm (UTC)
LOL, the love is mutual darling :)
lattelady6: Rayne from Journeylattelady6 on August 31st, 2006 04:32 am (UTC)
Beautifully written. I think my favorite line in the whole story is "He sleeps," she whispered to the room." That is such a loving sentiment. It was obvious she was ready for much more, but she spoke from her heart...just lovely.
Cricket: FF River gigglethecricket on August 31st, 2006 03:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you :)

Poor River just wanted some more lovin', but she tuckered the big guy out :)
apsik: giraffesapsik on September 4th, 2006 12:02 pm (UTC)
After so many weeks of dealing with a grumpy Jayne, she knew he needed to remain where he was and she let him enjoy his own serenity.

I really liked the fic, but the last line is my favorite ;)
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