Chapter 3
True to the doctor's word, Jayne regained movement about a half hour later. Jayne meekly returned to his bunk, feeling ashamed and exhausted after yet another adventure. He settled down in his bunk, nackered by the wealth of emotions that had passed through his system and tired of trying to make sense of it.
In the middle of the night, Jayne came to with a sudden alertness. He had been dreaming, of long flexible legs twisted round his torso, of slick bodies tangled, of incoherent moans and keening wails, of breathlessness. He had woken up in a sweat and with a rock hard diao. Wo de ma, he was solid. Jane rose from his bunk and headed for the cargo bay, thinking lifting some weights may temper the insatiable hunger in him. He huffed and puffed, doing as many reps as he could before he collapsed and the bar suffocated him, working every quadrant of muscle he could think of. The man Jayne was completely unaware of a pair of smoldering dark eyes watching him with quiet pleasure. River watched the slick beads of sweat sliding down the rippling muscles, from the nape of his weather-worn neck down his spine only to be stopped short and absorbed by the material of his cargo pants. She noted with pleasure that he did not appear to be wearing any underwear. She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue, not realising she was doing it. She wandered out onto the gangway in plain sight, overlooking the cargo bay and the hunk of muscle below her. He didn't notice her feather-light footsteps.
Meanwhile, inside Jaynes head was a cacophony of thoughts all jostling for attention, stinging him like bees, although the pain was almost pleasurable. He didn't know why, didn't know how, but by buddha he wanted her. Wanted her moist core around his hard diao, wanted to pin her against the bulkhead, watch, listen and feel her come apart around him. He was like a Crymeth addict, even though he had never had one hit, he craved it. So gorram badly.
River listened to his chaos. His mind made very vivid pictures, she noticed. She felt herself get moist and flushed with heat as she watched his images, standing there above him with her head lolling back, lips slightly parted, her breathing becoming slightly ragged. Instinct carried her down the steps and across to him. She caught Jayne off guard as she whispered in his ear breathlessly, "Ta ma de". Jayne didn't jump or flinch, simply turned in one fluid movement, his arms wrapping around her with vice-like grip, pulling her tight to him. She could hardly breathe, he was holding her so tight. River liked it. Wo de tian a she fit so prefect in his arms, and felt so gorram right there too. Jayne couldn't imagine why he had ever refused himself this before.
With a short moment of clarity, Jayne knew that he had to get her to his bunk, to some semblance of privacy. He woulda taken her right there and then, but he wanted this to last, and have time to spend on her, the cargo bay would keep as an adrenaline rush for another time, he thought with a grin on his face.
Jayne swept River up, light as she was, although he fully believed she could kill him with her lithe body if she chose to, nevermind with her brain. She giggled breathlessly having read that thought, and leaned up to capture his lips with hers, teasing the tip of his tongue and his lips with her tongue, sucking and biting playfully. " Better go easy on that baby girl, else I won't make it up all these gorram stairs!"
"She wouldn't mind. She – I – would quite happily have succumbed to you on your weight bench," River murmured coyly into his ear.
"Be that as it may, bao bei, I reckon your first time should be a mite more proper."
"Nothing about the girl's life could be considered proper."
"Well," Jayne growled, "This will be."
And with that they were at his bunk anyway, Jayne easily kicking open the hatch and climbing down with one hand, still carrying River. He set her down gently on the bed, his eyes fiery with passion and desire. First he reached to River, slowly dragging her floaty dress off over her head, his breath becoming more and more ragged, hitching in his chest as he realised that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She's my kinda woman, he thought, a smirk gracing his features. He looked at her body, aching to touch it, leave his mark, but forcing himself to first look, his diao already rock hard. He took in her elongated body, with her pale skin like a vampire's, her silken dark hair falling around her, tickling her nipples, causing them to bead, her breasts not overly voluptuous but perfectly suited to her body and still a good handful to play with. She sat on his bed with her back held proud, leaning forward slightly, hands planted either side of her, revelling in his gaze and her ankles crossed delicately. Painfully slowly she stood up so he could continue his aching appraisal, and took a step towards him, pulling his shirt off, undoing his belt buckle and letting the cargo pants fall to the ground, exposing his hard penis. She could feel her jibai becoming wet in readiness for him, felt the soft skin around it tingle and become heated. River trailed her fingertips down his cheek, his collarbone, down his chest, tangling through the silky hair that adorned his chest and snaked down his navel, the path widening out again to curl at the base of his solid diao, which she gently stroked. River heard his soft moan, she was surprised at the simultaneous hardness and softness of him. Hard as a diamond yet smooth as silk, it was a potent texture, and a potent aroma that rose from him, the smell of his clean hair, the manly scent of his skin, and the animal scent from his genitals. She had seen and felt similar things through the experiences of the other crew members, but nothing like experiencing it for herself, River decided. The scenes she saw, or tried not to, in her head, were mere echoes of the actual glorious reality. Not that Jayne needed it, but River kept her hands working him, sending electricity shooting through his body, jolts coming from his core.
"Damn girl, i've done a lotta things with a lotta whores, but that don't even hold a candle to what you're doin ta me babydoll," Jayne panted out.
River swiped her tongue along his tip, making him cry out her name. She liked that, liked the primitive gruff sound of it. As she encircled his hard diao with her lips, she watched his eyes roll back into her head and listened to him whimper. Jayne was trying so hard to control himself, he wanetd to be sexin' her all night, not just for fifteen measly minutes. River was making this extremely difficult for him.
Janye gently lifted River off him, his finger under her chin coaxing her lips up to his. As she leaned up to kiss him Jayne slipped one finger inside her soaking wet core. He ached to taste her, to suck her and tickle her clit and make her squeal. It was River's turn to gasp, her body shuddering beneath him as waves of electricity, deliciously crashed over her. He wiggled his fingers inside her, feeling her tightness, and his solid erection twitched, sending another jolt through him. She nearly choked on the sharp intake of breath as he slid two more fingers into her jibai. She held onto him around his neck, fearing she would lose herself into black if she let go, her claws digging into his back, spiking his pleasure. Another wiggle of Jaynes fingers and River let out a guttural mew.
He removed his fingers reluctantly, the womanly scent of her sending another wave of electricity through him, and lifted her up on to the bed, gently pushing her back down as she reached for him. He gently moved her thighs apart, lying in between her legs, River not knowing what capacity her body had left for such pleasure, never having experienced sensations like this before. He leaned down to kiss her, and as he did his diao brushed up against her jibai, and she longed to push herself down onto him, all she desired was for him to be inside her, to own her and take her as his. Jayne felt the moisture at her opening, more tingles of pleasure almost taunting him. He slowly slid inside her, feeling her seal break, trying to be as gentle as possible. He had never taken a virgin before, he didn't want to hurt River, but she showed no signs of pain. Gorram it, she was tight, so wonderfully tight around him. He hadn't thought she would be able to take all of him either, as he was not a small man, but deeper and deeper she pushed herself down on him, till he was fully inside, both trembling.
Jayne started a slow rhythm, their heartbeats quickening in time with each other, Jayne watching River's beautiful face with fascination, watching the effect his movements had on her. When he pushed in as far as he could go, her eyes would roll back into her head and her mouth would drop open, and a not so soft moan would escape her peach lips. When he pulled himself completely out and then pushed back in quicker and harder, she would first whimper at his removal and then cry out as he thrust back inside her again, her eyes wide. Soon Jayne found his control slipping away from him, his hips thrusting faster and faster, her moaning and the walls of her flesh tightening around him, pushing herself nack down on him as he thrust, and widening her legs so he could get deeper, her nails raking down his back,
"Oh Jayne, ohh, ohhh, please, ohhh ffff..." River whispered in his ear, the undoing of him, he quickly slipped out of her and slid her body up the bed, and lowered his mouth to her sweet, tight little jibai, noticing she was hairless. He swept his tongue across her sensitive clit, her hips bucking at the pleasure. Her legs were twitching too.
With a cheeky grin on his face he pinned her hips down with his arms, trapping her there at his mercy, and slid his tongue back and forth across her core, flicking and sliding, hearing her animal cries and gasps, not relenting as he could feel her shuddering under the enormous pleasure he was giving her, loving the sweet tang of her taste, lapping it up, helping her draw out the explosion of the stars as he helped her, plunging his hard penis into her mid-orgasm, thrusting hard, fast and deep. It only took a few thrusts to send him over the edge pouring into her as she came around him, both dripping onto Jayne's sheets.
