Just a little short snippet that popped into my head. Jayne and Kaylee, naturally.
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Shepherd had always talked about searching for a land of milk and honey. Jayne couldn't see the point of it.
He was familiar with cows. Both ends. Milk wasn't worth the trouble. Stuff didn't even get you drunk. Hadn't drank it for years and didn't miss it. Honey? That was for rich folks and their gunpowder tea. Give him a land of free trim and cheap protein over milk and honey any day.
Even so. . .
He rubbed his hand over the valley between her breasts. Pale. Smooth. Ran his tongue over the spot where his hand had just been. Rich. Slick. Sweet. Little bit of salt to it.
Twirled her hair between his fingers. Shiny. Slippery. Soft. Gold even under those gorram Christmas lights.
Big eyes blinked up at him. "What you thinking about?"
"That I might be a man of God after all."
Kaylee let out a low shaky laugh, wrapped a sweaty arm around his neck and pulled him down till their foreheads touched.
"Not yet, Jayne. Not just yet."
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