Still steaming after her latest argument with Simon, Kaylee wasn't paying attention to where she was going until she ran full tilt into Jayne as he came out of his quarters. The impact was enough to throw them both down the ladder back to his bunk.

"Hey watch it. That hurt." Jayne ended up on the bottom of the pile, so of course he took the brunt of the fall.

"I'm sorry. It's just he makes me so gorram mad sometimes." Kaylee was still in mad mode and hadn’t hardly noticed the fall. Suddenly she realized what had happened. "Oh my God Jayne, are you OK? I didn’t never mean to drop you down the ladder like that. Your head is bleeding. Here let me…"

Kaylee sat up to rip part of her shirt in order to have something to press against Jayne's bleeding head. Of course sitting up, she somehow managed to straddle him. Now Jayne didn’t mind having a pretty girl do that; but he purely did mind that the girl was fully dressed. His man-parts reacted predictably.

If she wasn't already distracted, Kaylee would certainly have noticed his physical reaction. But she was concentrating on the cut over his eye. She finally got a piece of cloth ripped away from her shirt (Not without a certain amount of wiggling around) and leaned forward to dab at his cut. Her breasts rubbed across his chest as she did so and Jayne groaned. His John Thomas was as stiff as it could get and he wanted release. Still this was Kaylee who was almost a little sister and who already had a beau. He really shouldn't.

Kaylee misunderstood the groan, thinking it meant he was really hurt. "Did that hurt? I was just trying to stop the bleeding."

He batted her hand away from the cut. "It's just a scratch. That ain't why I groaned."

"Why then? Does something else hurt?" She sat back, rubbing herself against him yet again. This time though, she noticed what was rising between her legs. The whole argument with Simon had come about because she was horny and he wasn't in the mood. Well, here was someone who was clearly in the mood. She didn’t think Jayne would worry about "what was proper." In fact she bet he would be delightfully improper now that she thought about it. She smiled at him and deliberately moved against him.

"Girl, you do that again and I'm gonna take you right here on the floor. It ain't fair to rub me that way if you ain't going to follow through."

She grinned at him and started to undress. "I ain't saying no, Jayne."

Moments later they were both stark nekkid and doing the nasty. The universe narrowed down to first her orgasm, then his. When they were done, they lay there all hot and sweaty until they both jumped as someone cleared his throat. Mal was staring down at them from the hatch. "You're late, Jayne. First we work, then we play."