More Than Friends

kuangzhe de – crazy, insane
nianquing de – young one
suoyou de dou shidang – all that’s proper
Duibuqi – sorry
Wenshen - troublemaker
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Some things just weren’t meant for two. Evac suits, assault rifles, and skinny whores were just a bit of what couldn’t never be shared and Jayne was about to add his bed to that list. He’d fallen out at least ten times during the night, startled awake by the fear that he was squishin’ her and each time he climbed back under the covers, Kaylee had inched over a bit more until Jayne finally gave up and just stayed on the floor instead of fightin’ for a sliver of his own gorram mattress. Who’d a thought such a bitty girl could take up so much room? Well, he supposed it were a good thing he was used to hard livin’ and could sleep just about anywhere.

He woke and rolled his head over to the bed, where a delicate snorin’ sound meant that his Kaylee weren’t awake yet. His Kaylee. The thought made him smile, and he moved closer to her and settled down to go back to sleep. The next time he opened his eyes, he looked up to see her leanin’ out the bed and watchin’ him with the look he’d been wantin’ to see on her face ever since he came aboard Serenity. “Hey, darlin’,” he yawned, stretching muscles stiff from bein’ on a hard floor all night. “Think you could let me up in there for a bit?”

“Whatcha doin’ on the floor?” she asked, rollin’ to one side and droppin’ the blanket so he could get in beside her.

“Had a wild bed hog attack me last night – sure hope it’s gone now,” he teased, slidin’ in the bed with her and strippin’ his shirt off to toss it on the floor. Kaylee melted against him instantly, pushin’ her face into his neck and hummin’ happily when he stroked her back. “Yeah, think I scared it off.” Havin’ her against him with almost no clothes between ‘em made his body respond to her bein’ so close, and she giggled into his collarbone when she felt it. “Aw, ruttin’ hell…”

“Rut is the right word for it,” she grumbled. “When you gonna give me some, big man?”

Jayne laughed and wrapped his arms around her tightly. “Don’t last night count for nothin’, lil’ girl?” he pressed a kiss beneath her ear and released her, sittin’ up to reach for their clothes. “C’mon, we gotta get your paws fixed up – they feelin’ any better?” She nodded, holdin’ her hands out for inspection before foldin’ her arms all expectant-like, waitin’ for him to take his pants off. Just to mess with her, he pretended to start unbuttoning and when she leaned forward to look Jayne quickly pulled on a shirt. “Think these’re okay to wear another day,” he grinned at her disappointment; he’d change ‘em when he’d gotten her up the ladder.

After takin’ her to get some clean clothes and bein’ chased out the room when he pretended to try – except it weren’t really pretendin’- to get a good look at Kaylee’s particulars, Mal nabbed him for some repairs while Kaylee went with Simon to get her hands looked after. Doc sure seemed nicer to her than he’d ever been when they was still together, and it made Jayne wonder a bit…maybe Fancy Pants was missin’ what he’d had and wanted another try. Not like Kaylee would think about it again, though. He set down the wrench he’d been usin’ and lifted his head to look in the direction they’d gone. Or would she? That’s crazy, since she sure weren’t thinkin’ on Doc last night. He picked the wrench back up and firmly diverted his thoughts to somethin’ a sight more pleasant by calling up the memories of Kaylee gaspin’ his name and pushin’ against him while he kissed and stroked her body. I gotta get with her soon or I’m’a go kuangzhe de for sure.

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Kaylee tried her best not to laugh at the uncomfortable look on Simon’s face as he checked her hands a final time. “It doesn’t look like your, um, activities slowed the healing process any,” he stammered.

“Oh, Jayne was real considerate like that – just kept me on my back the whole time an’ told me not to touch nothin’,” she couldn’t resist teasin’, although it were the straight truth. Simon turned red and looked away from her. “So, how much longer is it gonna be?” she asked, hearin’ a whine creep its way into her voice.

“I’d say only four more days, as long as you keep from touching anything.”

She crowed in triumph and impulsively leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Thanks, Simon. I gotta go tell Jayne…” Kaylee hopped down from the exam table and ran out to find her new man to tell him the news, surprised to find him in the engine room lookin’ at the wiring. “Hey, big ‘un, whatcha doin’ in here?”

Jayne looked over at her. “Just tryin’ to see if’n I remembered anything.”

“Do ya?”

He gave her a sheepish grin. “No. Not really, leastaways. Gets awful muddled in my brain,” he admitted.

Kaylee settled into her hammock. “I been thinkin’ ‘bout that. Got an idea.” she outlined her plan for him as he came to crouch beside her and listen, and he flashed her a relieved smile when she was through. “Some folk just learn different than others, but if’n you really wanna know ‘bout the engine I think this’ll be perfect for ya.”

“Ain’t nothin’ else I can do until I get you an air rifle to practice with, an’ your hands is messed up for a while longer – might as well,” he said. “’Sides, gotta show my girl I ain’t too stupid.” Jayne left to collect the supplies after a lingerin’ kiss that heated her up quite nicely, and Kaylee lay back in her hammock thinkin’ about her plan. She’d sent him to get different colors of either tape or string, and once he got back they’d color code the entire engine room…she knew he weren’t stupid, he just needed somethin’ else to help him learn his way around. Jayne came back with a handful of yarn and some electrical tape he scrounged from somewhere, and they got to work.

The days passed slowly - slower’n she ever thought they could - until her bandages came off. Kaylee spent most of her time with Jayne, tryin’ not to think on the things they’d be doin’ soon enough as she taught him about Serenity’s engine, watched him liftin’ weights, sittin’ at table with him while he fed her, and especially when they spent nights together down in his bunk. She knew he wanted her, could feel the proof of it, but Jayne didn’t try nothin’ much except for kissin’ her so thoroughly that her whole body was buzzin’ like it was fit to explode, then cuddlin’ up for sleep against her after he’d given her a hand to relieve her fiendin’. And then complainin’ the next mornin’ that she’d shoved him out the bed again.

It was mighty frustratin’, no bones about it, but she found she liked the way he treated her as if she weren’t just one of his whores – Jayne cared for her and was real respectful, but made sure to let her know just how much he wanted her and was ready to be as nasty as a girl like her could wish for. The tension ‘twixt ‘em was increasin’ with each hour, it seemed, and the others’d said things ‘bout it. “Keep it under control, mei mei - don’t need no brush fires outside the bunks,” Mal had instructed her.

Even Zoë had weighed in with her opinion as well as an offer she might well have meant: “He gives you any trouble, I’ll shoot him for you, nianquing de.” Wash, of course, had a few well-chosen barbs to throw out but she knew he was teasin’. Hell, she knew they were all just protective of her but only Inara and River really knew how it was between her and Jayne. The only thing she weren’t sure of was tellin’ him that she loved him…somethin’ just kept the words from comin’ out her mouth for some reason. It weren’t like she didn’t know if he loved her back or not; she knew he did – but typical Jayne, he didn’t speak on it and likely wouldn’t until she told him first how much she cared. She figured it was just nervousness that kept her mouth shut about it…after all, she’d never really told a man she’d been with that she loved him afore – she thought she’d been close to sayin’ it to Simon once, and a’course she loved her Daddy and Mal an’ Wash, but that were a different kind of love she bore for ‘em. Well, she weren’t plannin’ on goin’ nowhere and she’d tell Jayne sooner or later.

The day finally came when her bandages came off and as soon as Jayne helped her up on out of his bunk after she woke up the irritated merc, she waited impatiently for Simon to get to the infirmary and give her the go ahead. “Kaylee…you couldn’t wait until a time when the rest of us were actually awake? ” Simon groaned as he stumbled from his quarters in his pajamas.

“What’s wrong? Even Jayne was all mad at me.”

“Have you looked at a clock? It’s three in the morning. ” He yawned and blinked at her. “But since I’m awake, I might as well look at your hands.”

Kaylee trailed after him, biting her lip. “Sorry, I didn’t check…”

Simon sighed and stifled another yawn as he flipped the lights on. “Don’t worry about it.” He unwrapped her hands and inspected them quickly. “Looks fine to me; just make sure to use that lotion I gave you for at least another week. It’s nothing special, you just should make sure the skin doesn’t dry out from being suddenly exposed to the air. Now if you don’t mind….I’m going back to sleep and suggest that you do the same.” He staggered off, and Kaylee grinned as she made her way back to her man’s bunk. Jayne might be mad at her for wakin’ him up, but she knew a sure-fire way to get him in a better mood.

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Jayne grumbled as he felt Kaylee’s cold feet slip back under the blanket to touch his legs, but moved back against her out of habit to help warm her. Why she couldn’t wear somethin’ warmer on her feet than those gorram pink sandals, he’d never know – after nearly a week of sharin’ a bed, he knew that the sooner her feet were warm, the sooner she’d quit her fidgetin’ and go to sleep. He heard a giggle from somewhere around the small of his back and opened an eye, debatin’ whether to turn around and let her have it again or not. Jayne decided to keep the peace a bit longer and closed his eyes again, pullin’ the cover up around his shoulders to try for some sleep. He was defeated once more when Kaylee started wrigglin’ around behind him, the giggles startin’ up again. “Go to sleep, girl,” he warned.

“Don’t be nasty, I just need to put my lotion on,” she admonished, pokin’ him between his shoulder blades with the bottle.

Jayne snuggled into his pillow and closed his eyes again. “Then put it on and quit messin’ back there!” Sleep started overtakin’ him, but the feel of warm skin against his back as well as a tiny hand creepin’ around his hip brought him back to consciousness quickly. “What the…?”

He started to turn but she stopped him. “Stay right there, Jayne.” The tickle of her warm breath against the back of his neck made him close his eyes yet again, though it had nothin’ to do with bein’ tired. Hell, he could sleep later. Kaylee shifted against him and he realized that she’d taken her clothes off and was pressed up to him, bold as brass and bare as the day she’d been born. And suoyou de dou shidang, she had the wraps off her hands and was reachin’ around to return the favors he’d been givin’ her all through the past week. Kaylee’s fingers traced the outline of his jiba while she latched her mouth onto the curve of his neck and sucked hard, and Jayne groaned at her touch. “You can turn around now,” she breathed in his ear.

Flippin’ over, he ran his eyes over her form – Wuo de ma, she was a fine one. A bit skinnier’n he usually liked, but mighty pleasin’ to his eyes all the same…’sides, she weren’t no casual whore to mess with. This was his woman who he’d do anything in the ‘verse for. And right now his woman was tellin’ him to lose the rest of his clothes….that right there was an order he could live with. Jayne dropped his hands to the fastenings of his pants, watching her as he slid ‘em off his hips and over his eager parts. If the look on her face didn’t make all the waitin’ worthwhile, he didn’t know what could – he’d never seen her mouth drop open like that for anythin’ but a yard full’a spare parts. “My face is up here,” he teased.

“Wode Tian. How’d you manage to hide that beauty away for so long?” She gaped.

Jayne reached for her. “Weren’t easy, what with you runnin’ about in them overalls…c’mere,” he said huskily. “Lord above, you look even better ‘thout ‘em.” He ran his hands over her body, his earlier irritation at his loss of sleep a distant memory. Settlin’ one hand on the swell of her pi gu and the other at a breast, Jayne slanted his mouth over hers and kissed her hungrily. The time for waitin’ was long over. When her fingers curled around his cock and began to stroke eagerly, he just groaned and let her keep goin’ while he imagined what it would feel like if’n she put her mouth there. The image inflamed him enough for him to pull back and ask. “Ha wo deh bang, bao bei…please?”

Kaylee laughed and scooted down his body. “Mercy, you ain’t even gotta ask.” She leaned over his nethers and bent to lick him from root to tip. “Ai ya but you’re a big boy, Jayne Cobb.” A second swipe of her tongue threw his head back and bowed his spine, and his hands fisted in the blankets when she wrapped her lips around him, getting’ down to business. Made, was she good at it. Kaylee flicked her eyes up to his as she sucked him halfway to heaven, and when he motioned for her to move to his side she just grinned and came up off him with a mighty dirty soundin’ slurp. “Yessir.”

She wriggled around and squealed when he grabbed her, liftin’ her over to settle her over him. Jayne slapped her rump playfully. “Get back to it, girl,” he ordered. Kaylee giggled again and obeyed, and he ran his hands over as much of her as he could reach while he enjoyed her skill. Girl could suck the ruttin’ hull off a ship. He moved her a bit more, then pressed down on her hips so she lowered herself onto his mouth.


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Kaylee trembled as she felt Jayne’s hands grip her hips and his tongue begin to work on her at the same time she was suckin’ on his diao – and she had thought that just his hands were good at feelin’ on her? Even the chafin’ of his shadow beard felt wonderful with his lips and tongue strokin’ her Ni yin, and she had to lift her mouth up off him to avoid accidentally bitin’ down on account of how good he felt. She took him in her hand and beat him off, feelin’ the muscles in his legs jump an’ twitch and hearin’ his groans of pleasure as he licked her. “That’s…oh, cao,” she moaned again when he started rubbin’ his tongue over her clitoris. The ecstasy built into an overpowerin’ wave as he brought her to orgasm, and she muffled her scream against his hip when he threw her over the edge by pushin’ a finger inside her. “Lord above, Jayne…” she rolled off him and giggled helplessly when she couldn’t force her limbs to move.

Jayne laughed and pulled her up to him after straightenin’ her out. She arched against him when he bent his head to nuzzle at her neck and down to her breasts. “All’a you tastes good,” he sighed as he took a nipple into his mouth. When he’d nearly driven her to another climax just from feelin’ on her, Jayne rolled her onto her back and settled atop her. “Didn’t never think I’d get to have you,” he murmured, blue eyes shinin’ with the love he kept from speakin’ on.

She reached up and laid her palms against the sides of his face. “You shoulda spoken up sooner, ai ren. We wasted so much time…but you got me now.”

“Do I?”

Kaylee pulled him down to her. “You do.”

Their lips met in a slow, sweet kiss and Kaylee ran her hands over him, lettin’ her fingers trace his warm skin. She enjoyed the feel of him under her palms, fingertips tracin’ muscles earned from a lifetime of hard work – it seemed only natural to her that they went from the eager, heated play of earlier to this slow lovin’. Truth be told, this made her feel even weaker with desire for him and from the look on his face it was havin’ the same effect on him. “Make love to me, Jayne,” she said softly, slidin’ her hand ‘twixt his nethers to stroke him. “I need you inside.”

She arched up against him when he brushed a finger over her center, dippin’ it inside. “Don’t wanna hurt you,” he whispered. “Tianna, Kaylee… I waited so long for this.”

“You ain’t gonna hurt me. Please, Jayne…I need you now.” She sighed in relief when he finally moved between her legs, settin’ himself at her entrance – Kaylee lifted her legs about his hips and moaned when he started pressin’ into her. She clutched at Jayne’s shoulders as he filled her near to burstin’ and still weren’t inside all the way. “Wode Tian, how big are you?” she panted, tryin’ to relax enough to admit him. He’d certainly been more’n a mouthful earlier when she’d been goin’ down on him, but she guessed it’d just been a while since she’d had anyone even close to his size. Sweet Buddha the man was huge all over.

“Duibuqi,” Jayne apologized, shiftin’ to bring his head down to kiss her again. He slid a hand between their bodies, fingers rubbin’ against her sweet spot and she forgot all ‘bout the discomfort as she clung to him gaspin’ his name. Soon she was beggin’ him to move and he did, startin’ up a slow rhythm that was at once too slow an’ just right – the feel of his diao draggin’ out of her and pushin’ back in fair drove her wild with the sensation, and her breath came in increasingly louder pants, mixin’ with Jayne’s low grunts of pleasure. Kaylee was lost to everything but him, his body, and the sighed words of praise that slipped unsteadily from his lips as he filled her again and again, turnin’ her to pure gold beneath his touch. They moved slowly, then more urgently together ‘til she dug her fingers into his biceps and climaxed with a cry that was echoed by Jayne as he found his own release within her body.

They stayed locked together for a long moment, tryin’ to get their breathin’ under control before he slipped from her and flipped both of ‘em over so that she was layin’ atop his broad chest. “Ai ya, Jayne…that were nothin’ short’a lingren jingyi,” she sighed happily.

“Hell, I can do better’n that; you surprised me is all – you an’ your dirty lil’ hands snuck up on me,” he yawned. She laughed and pressed a kiss to his collarbone before movin’ a leg to tangle between his and fallin’ asleep. The sounds of the rest of the crew gettin’ up an’ about woke them a few hours later, and Jayne swore as he checked the chrono. “Ruttin’ hell, I’m late…”

Kaylee rubbed the sleep from her eyes and blinked at him. “Since when d’you even give a rat’s pi gu ‘bout bein’ on time, Wenshen?”

He stretched and grinned down at her, droppin’ back down to the pillows. “You got a point there - and ‘Wenshen’? I like that…like you more, though,” he said, haulin’ her closer to him and leanin’ in for a kiss.

“You do?” she teased.

“Mmm-hmmm.” A loud bangin’ from up the ladder interrupted the progress of his lips on her neck, and he pulled away slightly. “What?!?!? ” he roared. Kaylee tried to control her laughter when she heard Wash’s muffled voice yellin’ right on back at Jayne and then kick the door again. “I swear, whenever that houzi de pigu finds somethin’ weighs more’n his own left shoe he’s gotta come to me for help liftin’ it.” He scrubbed a hand through his hair, makin’ it stand on end as he looked back at her with a sigh. “An’ he’s gotta come for help right when I got you down here all nekkid an’ meili as hell.” Jayne slid from the blankets and reached for his clothes; Kaylee eyed him appreciatively – sure seemed a shame to hide all that pretty, and he just laughed when she told him so. “Keep it up an’ next thing you know I’ll be spending all day lookin’ in a mirror. Jiào nǐ shēng háizi méi pìgu yǎn, I’m comin’! ” he yelled up the ladder when Wash came by to give the door another kick.

“Jayne! That ain’t nice,” she scolded. He just gave her one of his smiles and another kiss before goin’ up the ladder and surprisin’ Wash by openin’ the door – the fabric of her shirt covered up her grin at hearin’ the pilot’s surprised yelp as Jayne scared the life outta him by bellowin’ somethin’ right in his face. Pullin’ on a fresh pair of coveralls, she got up the ladder and out in time to see Zoë with her arms crossed an’ watchin’ the two men who were arguin’ over somethin’. “Mornin’, Zoë,” she greeted cheerfully as she closed the bunk door and headed to the galley when she stopped to glance over her shoulder.

“Why don’t you just get a gorram crate to stand on, ‘stead of bangin’ on my door?” Jayne’s voice carried over to them from where he was arguin’ with Wash.

“A crate would be smarter as well as have better manners, so perhaps I’ll do that next time.” Wash shot back.

“Hey, don’t get on me over it – ain’t my fault you’re a bitty little runt…”

Kaylee back at Zoë again. “What’re they goin’ on about?”

“Honestly? I have no clue…those two love to butt heads so much I’m thinkin’ we should just get Shepherd Book to marry ‘em next time we’re on Haven.” Mal’s second smiled back at her. “How are you feeling? Hands any better, or-ah,” she said when she noticed that the wrappings were gone. “I take it we can start having the fire extinguishers on standby,” she commented in an amused tone.

Kaylee grinned at her. “You could if’n you wanted, sure… I hit that all mornin’ long an’ still ain’t got nowhere near enough.” Zoë started to have a coughin’ fit, and Kaylee looked around to see that the boys had stopped yellin’ at each other; Wash was starin’ at her as if she’d grown an extra eye or somethin’ and Jayne just had the devil in his eyes as he watched her. “What? What’d I say?” She wondered aloud if there was any breakfast left and turned towards the galley, Jayne’s laughter soundin’ out in the hall behind her.


tbc…
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