Another Fic Meme (I must be crazy! lol)

[ultra_fic]

Okay, so its the fault of goddessofbirth , basched , and cedelede  that I am picking up ANOTHER fic meme, right when I just finished the last one! lol 
 
Here's how it works...

Pick a fanfic I've written and I will write you a comment fic following it/taking place in that universe. 

The second permanent post on my journal [here] shows you all the fics I've written for the Firefly-verse and the Leverage-verse (some are here and some are at FF.net) plus a few others for different fandoms posted here at LJ... Choose what you will and I'll get to your request as soon as I can :-)

Comments

[cedelede.livejournal.com]

Since GoB so rudely abused the hive mind and stole my selection, I'm gonna go with 'S is for Slap' because that one definitely needs a sequel as well.

S is also for Summoned, Staring and... Sex! ;-)

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Jayne was usually pretty aware of what was going on around him, he had to be given the job he did aboard Serenity, a job he had gotten for this very skill, amongst others. Seemed strange to him then when he opened his eyes from a dream and found somebody had found their way into his bunk uninvited.

“What in the hell you think you’re doin’, girly?” he asked her, shocked by her presence and none too amused apparently as he sat up fast and backed up against the wall.

His reaction seemed to amuse River to no end as she giggled at his antics.

“He summoned her” she told him easily, circling around the floor on bare tip-toes, reminding Jayne of a tigress out for blood, after all, he knew what she was capable of these days.

“Summoned who now?” he checked, the moment his brain caught up with the conversation.

Weren’t exactly the merc’s fault he was feeling a might out of sorts, since he was now recalling what he’d been dreaming before he woke to find the little woman here. She’d been there in his head just as clear as she was standing before him now in her too-big dress and nothing much else, only she didn’t even have the dress on from what he was remembering...

“Now he knows” smiled River, suddenly closer to the mostly-naked Jayne than he figured she ought to be.

Hell, he didn’t oughta have been dreaming about her the way he had, but if them things he’d conjured inside his own mind came to pass, he’d find himself spaced just as fast as Mal could get him into that airlock, Jayne was certain.

“You stay outta my head, ya feng-le little ass-grabbing witch!” he told her firmly, though River knew better than to believe he really wanted her to go.

It was a week since her first experiment, when she tested Jayne’s reaction to her closeness with a hand to his rear-end. He had reacted in such a way as to amuse out-loud to the crew, but inside his mind, River knew he had started to see her differently. The touch that had startled became wanted and craved, this and all manner of other touches that her own mind was in some ways too naive to conjure. She allowed the man called Jayne to feed her such pictures when they passed each other in the halls of Serenity, as he watched her fight, and mostly when he slept and dreamed. Tonight’s adventure inside the mind of Jayne was intense enough to prove to River that the time had come to move things forward.

“He does not wish for games and childish play” she shrugged her shoulders, “Neither does she” she said definitely, gripping her dress with both hands and whipping it off over her head in one move, tossing the garment aside and revealing acres of smooth creamy skin without a stitch to hide it.

Jayne meant to ask what in the gorram hell she thought she was doing, meant to tell her to put her clothes back on and get the hell out, but for some reason he couldn’t figure out at all, his voice had gone away, as had the ability to do anything but stare.

“Wha...?” he forced out after a long awkward moment. River seemed unphased as she approached the bed and made her intentions as clear as she could.

“She was waiting for his invitation, and found it written in his dreams” she told him, pushing her long hair over one shoulder, “Now she is here, willing and ready for him, and she promises not to slap him again” she told him with a quirk of her eyebrow as she added, “unless, of course, he asks her to”

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[cedelede.livejournal.com]

Ah, I do love a River in command. Her cheekiness at the end with the 'only slapping him if he asks' bit ...so her.

Re: S is also for Summoned, Staring and... Sex! ;-)

[ultra_fic]

I wasn't sure this turned out quite right, but hey, you liked it, and thats what matters :)

Re: S is also for Summoned, Staring and... Sex! ;-)

[sunshineali.livejournal.com]

That was hot in a kind of sweet and innocent way. I love it when she bamboozles Jayne. You know he'll get back in charge, but it's always funny when she catches him off guard. :)

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[ultra_fic]

Thanx, mate :)