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sabinetzinTitle: The Wayward Mechanic
Summary: Kaylee reads porn. Jayne for the assist!
Fandom: Firefly
Word Count: 403
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Pairing: Jayne/Kaylee
A/N: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
30_kisses. Dedicated to the lovely ladies at Smart Bitches, Trashy Books.
Jayne plucked the screen Kaylee was absorbed in from her hands.
“The Wayward Companion?” Jayne asked, reading the title slowly. Dropping into her bunk uninvited was a new, unwelcome habit of his.
“I was tryin’ to read that!” Kaylee protested.
“Looks like real edifying subject matter,” he replied, bringing up the cover image. A buff, shirtless man held a disheveled woman in a firm, painful looking embrace. Her head lolled back toward his, leaving her neck flung to the side at what had to be a painful angle. Jayne couldn’t decide if she was in the throes of ecstasy or torture. “Say, uh, what’s this thing about, anyway?”
Kaylee rolled her eyes. “You know damn well what it’s about.”
“Just ‘cause I can tell what’s gonna happen don’t mean I know what it’s about,” Jayne replied.
Kaylee stretched back out, resting her head on her hands. “It’s about this real youmei Companion who meets this rugged pilot.” Her voice became dreamy. “She tries to run away with him, but the Guild don’t like it, and they send a bounty hunter after her. Only the bounty hunter is secretly her long lost brother.” She looked up to find Jayne still engrossed in the cover. “Am I talking to myself?”
“I’m listening,” he said. “I’m just tryin’ to figure out if this is actually possible.”
Kaylee pushed herself up onto her knees. “C’mere.” Jayne leered at her. She rolled her eyes. “No.” Jayne’s face fell, but he climbed obediently behind her.
“This ain’t gonna work unless you get real short real fast,” he warned her. Jayne pulled back her right elbow, resting his other hand on her stomach. “Like that?”
“I think,” she said, picking up the cover with her free hand and studying it closely. “And I’m supposed to tilt my head back like- ow.”
“Not like that.”
“Thanks,” she answered sarcastically, trying another angle.
“And people are supposed to be able to kiss like this?”
“I guess so.”
“Jian ta de gui.”
“Maybe it’s a special Companion thing.”
“So what happens?”
“The pilot finds out that he’s the heir to a fortune, he buys out her contract, and they get married.”
“Oh,” Jayne said, sounding vaguely disappointed.
Kaylee turned around and pecked him on the cheek. “Anybody waiting for that stuff to happen outside of books is either a fool or a contortionist.”
Jayne perked up. “Say-”
“Still no.” She paused. “Alright, maybe.”
Summary: Kaylee reads porn. Jayne for the assist!
Fandom: Firefly
Word Count: 403
Rating/Warnings: PG-13
Pairing: Jayne/Kaylee
A/N: For
30_kisses. Dedicated to the lovely ladies at Smart Bitches, Trashy Books.Jayne plucked the screen Kaylee was absorbed in from her hands.
“The Wayward Companion?” Jayne asked, reading the title slowly. Dropping into her bunk uninvited was a new, unwelcome habit of his.
“I was tryin’ to read that!” Kaylee protested.
“Looks like real edifying subject matter,” he replied, bringing up the cover image. A buff, shirtless man held a disheveled woman in a firm, painful looking embrace. Her head lolled back toward his, leaving her neck flung to the side at what had to be a painful angle. Jayne couldn’t decide if she was in the throes of ecstasy or torture. “Say, uh, what’s this thing about, anyway?”
Kaylee rolled her eyes. “You know damn well what it’s about.”
“Just ‘cause I can tell what’s gonna happen don’t mean I know what it’s about,” Jayne replied.
Kaylee stretched back out, resting her head on her hands. “It’s about this real youmei Companion who meets this rugged pilot.” Her voice became dreamy. “She tries to run away with him, but the Guild don’t like it, and they send a bounty hunter after her. Only the bounty hunter is secretly her long lost brother.” She looked up to find Jayne still engrossed in the cover. “Am I talking to myself?”
“I’m listening,” he said. “I’m just tryin’ to figure out if this is actually possible.”
Kaylee pushed herself up onto her knees. “C’mere.” Jayne leered at her. She rolled her eyes. “No.” Jayne’s face fell, but he climbed obediently behind her.
“This ain’t gonna work unless you get real short real fast,” he warned her. Jayne pulled back her right elbow, resting his other hand on her stomach. “Like that?”
“I think,” she said, picking up the cover with her free hand and studying it closely. “And I’m supposed to tilt my head back like- ow.”
“Not like that.”
“Thanks,” she answered sarcastically, trying another angle.
“And people are supposed to be able to kiss like this?”
“I guess so.”
“Jian ta de gui.”
“Maybe it’s a special Companion thing.”
“So what happens?”
“The pilot finds out that he’s the heir to a fortune, he buys out her contract, and they get married.”
“Oh,” Jayne said, sounding vaguely disappointed.
Kaylee turned around and pecked him on the cheek. “Anybody waiting for that stuff to happen outside of books is either a fool or a contortionist.”
Jayne perked up. “Say-”
“Still no.” She paused. “Alright, maybe.”