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The Contract: Bound and Determined 6/7
Sunday, August 6, 2006

Red Annie’s gotten Kaylee all dolled up and the big merc is in for a surprise.


CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2224    RATING: 9    SERIES: FIREFLY

The Contract: Bound and Determined 6/7 Author: hisgoodgirl

Paring: Jayne/Kaylee. If you don’t like the pairing, consider it AU or read something else. Disclaimer: Joss's toys, my make-believe. No money changed hands and all that. Rating: Hard R for explicit sex.

To read the other stories in my long Jaylee story arc check out my work by clicking on my name above. This falls between "RED" and "Too Little, Too Late"

Beted by the lovely ArtemisPrime.

Constructive comments are very helpful and greatly appreciated. Hello? Is there anybody out there?

*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~~* The Contract Chapter Six: Bound and Determined

Kaylee’s stomach was filled with butterflies and she’d never felt so flustered in all her life, not even when Kenneth Branson tried to kiss her during recess in the first grade.

I guess this must be what ‘Nara feels like, waitin’ for one of her clients, she thought anxiously. Lord, I just hope Jayne likes it. T’ain’t especially comfortable but I gotta admit, sure makes me look right fine for sexin’.

The unmistakable tread of Jayne’s size fourteen boots resonated up the stairs and down the hall toward the Peacock Room. Kaylee thought her heart would burst plumb out of her chest and the tightly cinched corset made breathing a challenge.

The footsteps paused and there was a soft knock on the dark wood door.

“Uh, Kaylee…can I come in?”

“Close your eyes first an’ don’t open ‘em ‘til I say so, ‘k? An’ then lock the door ‘hind ya.”

Silly gorram woman, always playin’ games… Ah, hell, why not…

Jayne opened and stepped through the door, eyes closed as instructed, and latched it behind himself. As if he wasn’t already wanting her, the suspense of her game only served to arouse him more.

The scantily-dressed girl noted the bulge forming in his snug black trousers and grinned to herself. “Eyes open!” she chirped and it was Jayne’s turn to stand astounded, jaw softly agape, his blue eyes wide in amazement.

Kaylee lay stretched out languorously on an ornate brass bed, her deep blue corset and stockings revealing her curvaceous body in dramatic contrast to the navy sheets and down-filled pillows. The soft golden light from a nearby oil lamp illuminated her rosy skin and gleaming chestnut hair, which Annie had pinned up into an elegant coronet. Soft smoky shadow highlighted her dark eyes, and her lips and up-turned nipples were tinted with a flattering hint of rose.

For a minute the big man simply stood there, dumbstruck, his anatomy expressing what he lacked words to convey. Shaking his head, Jayne finally managed to blurt out, “Holy Mother a God, Kaylee, ya look ruttin’ amazin’!”

He made his way over to the bedside and just stood for a long minute drinking in the beauty that lay smiling at him. ”Lord, girl, yer like one a them fancy Christmas presents, all wrapped up in ribbons and bows.” He grinned rakishly. “I know what’s inside a this’n. ‘Course, the unwrappin’ half th’fun”.”

Kaylee blushed. “So ya like it, huh?”

He chuckled, “Aw hell, gal, if it wuz up to me, you’d be workin’ on Serenity all day dressed like that, ‘ceptin’ when I wasn’t havin my way with ya.”

“Cap’d have a heart attack.” Kaylee giggled at the image the merc had generated.

Jayne sat down on the side of the bed, still grinning wickedly. “Hey, that way I could take over the ship, see? Yep, havin’ m’way with ya all the time… Oh yeah, I guess that means you wouldn’t be gittin’ much done, wouldja?”

The girl nudged him with a stockinged foot. “Jayne! Ain’t like we’re gettin’ much done now.” After the excitement of getting all fancied up and awaiting his arrival, Kaylee was headed past simmer toward boil.

“After all ya been through today, you sure you feel up to this?” he knew her well enough to know the answer he’d get.

“Hell, yes! Didn’t get trussed up in all this finery just to be gawked at,” she snickered.

“Alrighty, then…” He laid a big, callused hand on the outside of her thigh, his thumb tracing faint circles on her bare skin, studying her response. As he slipped the hand higher, he heard the soft catch in her breath.

Jayne eased two fingers under the ruffled blue garter, his scarred knuckles scraping against her skin, and slid his hand up until the back of it rested in the hollow of her pelvis where her pulse pounded. He could feel the heat of her, the brush of the soft curls that sheltered her nethers against the backs of his fingertips.

Kaylee teased, “Jayne, your mouth’s a’hangin’ open.”

“Just open cause I’m tryin’ ta make up my mind what I wanna nibble on first.” He stood and licked his parched lips. “Wo yu wang ni, girl.”

With a hand on each soft hip, the big man slid her across the bed and toward its edge. “Come here, darlin’…” He dropped onto his knees and gently parted Kaylee’s creamy thighs. “Aw, just look at ya…” his voice trailed away.

Softly placing kisses up the inside of one of her thighs, he nipped at the delicate skin, teasing her with his beard. As he reached her fork he stopped to inhale the woman’s essence, then exhaled hot breath onto her sensitive center and Kaylee shivered and moaned softly, her hand trailing through his thick, dark hair to cup the back of his head.

“Patience, Darlin’…” Always in a hurry…ain’t learned that draggin’ it out just makes it better…

Across to the other leg, gently cradled in his strong grasp, and his tongue, wet and hot, rasped and flickered in the hollow of her knee as Kaylee trembled.

“Done spent all damn day trackin’ and rescuin’ you and I ain’t about to rush through m’reward,” he mumbled against her.

This time, as he teased his way up her inner thigh, Jayne clasped her by the hips and pulled her closer, so that her bottom balanced just at the edge of the bed. He rubbed his face against her silk-clad legs, guiding her heels to rest upon his wide shoulders and opening her to his view.

For a long moment the room was silent, but for the faint susurration of their breathing. His gaze was as tangible upon her as the press of his work-roughened hands and she couldn’t help raising her hips to him, aching for the electric heat of his mouth on her.

“Say it.”

She squirmed as much as his grasp permitted, exhaling a faint whine.

He blew across her pearl and watched her spasm in response. “Say it, girl.”

“Ja-ayne…” His name, a two-note sing-song of longing, rising and falling in pitch.

“I wanna hear you tell me what ya want, dong ma?” His thumbs tightened, digging into the silk-covered flesh of her thighs, his voice a command. “Say it, Kaylee.”

Her hands clutched at the sheet beneath her. Even in the soft lamplight, he could see the color that flooded her face and neck as she gasped and whispered, “Put your mouth on me. Please, Jayne.”

His eyes glinted ferally. “That’s right…” He bent to her, at first gently teasing the folds and ruffles of her sex with his tongue, conscious of the pressure as his cock strained against his clothes.

Kaylee arched and twisted, straining to position herself so that the merc’s tonguing felt best, and he deftly eluded her. Instead, he turned his face to her inner thigh, above the navy silk of her stocking, and mouthed her wetly, sucking hard until the taste of copper rose to his tongue and she groaned.

The deep, ruddy bruise would darken by morning. His voice was low and hoarse as he told her, “You look at that mark later, Kaylee, you think of me, of us tonight.”

His hands, big and scarred, gently parted her flesh and he plunged his tongue into her, the taste of her fecund and rich. Arched like a bow, she struggled to breathe and pressed herself against the hungry feasting of his mouth, the roughness of his beard in sharp contrast to the soft, busy heat of his tongue and lips. Involuntarily, her pelvis rocked against his face, and her intermittent whimpering blurred into a sustained wail that burst from her as the mercenary covered her clit with his mouth and sucked, hard.

Jayne slid his arms up her sides and rested his face against her hip as her shuddering response slowed. “Babygirl, I love that sound,” he whispered against her. “We done had to be way too quiet lately, an’ I aim to hear that song a lot tonight.”

He gently lowered her heels from his shoulders and pushed himself to his feet. Skillfully, he unfastened the garter clips and slowly and deliberately rolled each silken stocking down and off her legs, laying the gossamer things aside. With his blue eyes riveted on Kaylee’s brown ones, he began to unbutton his shirt, smiling lewdly down at his panting lover.

Kaylee pushed herself up on her elbows, grinning back. “Oh, God, Jayne… that was…” She gulped. “Lord, you’re good at that.”

“Yep.” He smiled smugly and shrugged out of his shirt, his muscular torso rippling in the lamplight.

Kaylee slipped off the bed and down onto the thickly carpeted floor, her breathing and movement constrained by the tightness of the corset. How the hell do women wear these gorrammed things, regular like? she wondered.

She tugged off his dress boots and socks and set them aside, then wrapped her arms around his hips, momentarily pressing her cheek against the heat of his groin before her nimble fingers unbuckled his belt.

“Your hair’s fancied up all nice-like, but this folderol‘s gotta go.” The merc unpinned her elaborately arranged hair, tossing the ribbon and pins onto the bedside table before running his hands back through her gleaming curls.

Kaylee sat back on her haunches, eyes closed, simply reveling in the bliss of Jayne’s fingertips raking across her scalp. In a moment, her own deftly unbuttoned his trousers and opened his fly and he stepped out of his pants and laid them over his shirt.

The big mercenary stood before her unselfconsciously, his massive, heavily muscled body punctuated by a random scattering of scars, some old and faint, others more recent and still obvious.

Beneath the soft hair covering his chest, Kaylee could see the fresh, narrow line made by River’s unexpected attack, and across the outside of his right calf, purplish new tissue from the bullet he took during their train job. Jayne just stood and let her look, a smile sneaking onto his lips.

From Kaylee’s position on her knees, one part of Jayne’s anatomy dominated her view. “Hey, ya old monster, “ she teased fondly, sliding her hands up Jayne’s thighs to capture her quarry. She glanced up momentarily to see the mercenary towering over her, eyes closed and his head thrown back in rapture, before engulfing her man in the wet heat of her mouth.

She could feel the trickling of her own wetness and squirmed with the coiling desire brewing within her. He tasted wonderful, salty and sweet and faintly of soap and she inhaled his musk as she threaded her hands up through the coarse dark hair that framed his cock and marched upward toward his wide chest.

“Aw hell, Kaylee…” Jayne’s voice was rough and thick. His hand cupped her head and drew her closer and he shuddered as her busy hands cradled and stroked him, the caresses in synchrony with her mouth. “Sweet Buddha, that feels good, but ease up now…” The big man raised her to her feet and held her to him, then bent to her neck and nibbled upward to her earlobe, feeling her shiver in his embrace.

His left hand wound in the thick mass of hair at the nape of her neck and angled her mouth up to meet his. Their lips and tongues merged, exploring, savoring. Kaylee slid the tip of her tongue along the delicate edge of his teeth and yielded as he sucked at her full lips.

He held her tightly against him, enjoying the rough caress of the lace and embroidery of her corset against his sex. Powerful hands slid down her back, encompassed her narrowed waist and then tightly cupped the globes of her ass so that it was all the girl could do to remain standing on her loose, quivering legs.

Breaking their kiss, the merc steadied her with one hand and teased her, “We best shift onto that bed, sweetheart, before we both fall.” He sat down on the side of the bed and slid back onto the pillows piled against the ornate brass headboard, then just devoured her with his eyes.

“Girl, you’re so beautiful…”

Kaylee blushed again. “Sure is how you make me feel, Jayne, like I’m the prettiest woman in the whole gorram ‘verse.”

“Y’are to me…”

He stretched against the softness of the pillows, and Kaylee eyed him with equal hunger. Her eyes slid up his long, muscular legs, over heavy balls cradled between his thighs and the thick, rampant cock rising against the washboard of his belly, lingered on the wide planes of his chest with its haze of softly curling hair. The raw longing on her face when their eyes met drew a low curse from his throat.

Jayne held out his left hand, patting the bed beside him with the other. “Git your cute ass over here, ma-shong!” Kaylee clambered onto the bed and Jayne guided her leg over him so that she was astride his thighs, her legs flexed beneath her. He spanned her hips, slowly sliding his hands up her sides until he could draw her toward him.

“They gonna taste like strawberries when I lick ‘em?” He leaned toward her breasts, cupping them together, and gave her a wolfish grin.

“Find out for your own self…” Kaylee teased and then sighed as his tongue flickered against the tip of first one and then the other.

“Nope, more like raspberries… “ he drawled. His mouth was hot and greedy, his teeth gently scraping at her sensitive tips, the rosy flesh knurling tightly against his tongue. Kaylee’s eyes fell closed and she leaned back into the support his strong arms offered. His lips, surprisingly soft amidst the crispness of his goatee, engulfed each nipple in turn and sucked rhythmically, first gently and then with growing intensity, making the girl squirm with desire.

Kaylee’s hands clutched at the mass of the big man’s biceps and she nuzzled his close-cropped dark hair before moving to nibble at the shell of his ear. “Mmmm… that’s nice…” With every movement of his mouth upon her breasts, she felt her core pulse in response.

Captured between their bodies, Jayne’s cock felt like a bar of hot iron. The soft feathers of Kaylee’s nethers tickled at him and the corset rasped as he clutched her to him, the combination of sensations altogether too maddening. “Rise up, babygirl,” he asked her and Kaylee came up onto her knees.

Searching fingers parted her and he groaned at her moist openness. “Lord, girl, feel you…! “ he gasped out. “Ai ya, yer so ruttin’ wet,” he mumbled against her collar bone. “I love it when ya get like that.”

He spit into his palm and stroked the moisture over the over the plum-like head of his diao before lodging himself at her gate. Shifting his hips a little to accommodate her, he guided, “Now settle down on him, easy like,” and hissed through clenched teeth as Kaylee sank her molten center onto his cock.

With a soft sigh, she shifted herself until she was utterly impaled on him. Dark eyes opened widely at the intensity of sensation, the amazing feeling of him buried so deeply in her belly. “Oh, Jayne…” she groaned, nipping her lower lip between her small, white teeth.

His hands slid from her waist downward to cup her ass, fingertips curling into the soft flesh. Her body was pressed against his, so that the wiry hair on his chest teased her swollen, sensitized nipples and she shivered, whimpering softly. Her arms encircled his neck so that part of her weight fell upon his broad shoulders and, guided by his hands, she began to rise and fall over him.

“Gorrammit, yes, take it all. That’s my girl… move with me.” The merc drove himself up into her, slamming her down onto his body over and over, the sound of his breath harsh and loud, merging with the soft slapping of their flesh.

As she rose on him, Kaylee grasped at his staff with her core, then opened to his thrusts as she slid back down his length. Her breath came in short gasps. The impact made her yelp with pleasure, her cries a rising chorus with the merc’s own grunts. “Xing wo hao, bao bei!”

Moving more and more frantically, she begged him, “Play with me, Jayne – you know what I need. Please,” she pleaded, ”make me come again.”

He looked up at her shining, ecstatic face. “Wanna go for full burn, huh? Well, full burn it is, then.”

With one hand he pulled her mouth down to his for a quick hard kiss; the other teased and vibrated her swollen clit as his thrusting shifted into double-time.

He panted against her neck, the tightening heat behind his balls building to an incandescent fire. Ain’t gonna last long like this… she’s got me hotter’n a two-bit pistol…Ah, Kaylee darlin’…

“God, Jayne, please don’t stop!” she wailed, grinding against his thumb and cock until her body exploded in waves of exquisite pleasure and her mouth opened with a keening wail.

That was it.

Past the point of no return, Jayne growled and drove himself deep, the delicious throbbing within his groin building until he roared, firing his load hard against her cervix. With each pulse of his diao, Kaylee shuddered and squeaked breathlessly.

“Wu de tyen ah.” The girl slumped limply against him. “Get me outta this damn thing! Can’t get no air…”

“I understand. It’s purty, but breathin’s good.” The merc, still panting himself, peered over her shoulder as she lay resting against him and fumbled with the corset strings until he managed to get them untied, then loosened them eyelet by eyelet.

“Now I get ta open m’present.” he grinned. “Raise yer arms,” he told her and wiggled the confining garment off over her head, tossing it aside.

Kaylee inhaled deeply for the first time in what seemed like hours and stretched, catlike. “That sure feels better,” she sighed in relief. “Would you take it awful hard if I don’t make a practice a wearin’ one a them strangulatin’ things?”

Jayne Cobb laughed. “How’s about you make a practice a just wearin’ nothin?”

He could see the red grooves the boning in the corset had impressed into Kaylee’s flesh. “Lay down, babygirl and I’ll rub them marks outta yer skin…”

“I just bet you will,” she teased, grinning back at him.

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To be continued… 6/7

COMMENTS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 8:36 AM

DQBABY76


this one was really good. full of Jaylee goodness!

Sunday, August 6, 2006 6:55 PM

BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER


All hail the Mistress of "GUH!" She has brung us more Jaylee goodness!

:D

Definitely know to convert us canonical heathens, HGG...can't wait for what you get these two up to in part 7.

BTW, where's part 5? Under your profile, this series goes from Part 4 to Part 6...no Part 5:(

BEB

Thursday, August 17, 2006 9:42 PM

AQUARIANGIRL


That was hot!! having to go away and take a cold shower!!! before next instalment


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