"There ain't nothin' simple about it, girl," Jayne said, backing away slightly from River who was peeling off her shirt, revealing small firm breasts under waves of brown hair. "Now, you stop that!" Jayne looked away, tried to think about Vera and Reavers and anything that would make his dick stop twitching.
"You are my husband, Jayne. Preacher said so, remember? This is what married people do." River folded her shirt once and draped it over a chair in Jayne's quarters. The air was warm and Serenity's engines surged unexpectedly, pushing them farther away from that go se planet.
"That was...that was..." Jayne stuttered, vaguely aware that if he rejected her, he'd never hear the end of it from Mal. "River...," he started calmly, focusing his eyes firmly on her face. Don't look down, don't look down.Jayne opened his mouth again to speak, but River closed the gap quickly and pressed a finger against his mouth. "I am not naive, husband. Yes, I am a virgin, but I have touched myself. I know the pleasures there." River tilted her head and
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Oh yay... just yay - this is the totally dysfunctional yet perfectly balanced pairing on my heart, and you've written both River and Jayne so so well here! Just fantastic and hot. So, so hot...
This was adorable, and I loved how they both are unable to say no to Chuck, yet still have both quietly smuggled a gun into their apartment, to be gotten at in case of emergencies. (And that unlike Chuck, they can't sleep well without a gun at hand, and have serious trust issues, and oh, these three!)
Performative Aspects, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock/Mycroft, mine, obey, understanding, same, force, penombrelilasFebruary 3 2014, 06:45:44 UTC
Performative Aspects, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock/Mycroft, mine, obey, understanding, same, force, disappointed, wrong, advantage, caring, heart, break Warnings: genderbending, power exchange, oral, painful sex More on AO3Mycroft’s prick is only half-hard and Sherlock is curiously disappointed at how small it is. She imagined it to be bigger. Certainly penises looked bigger on pictures. Something pictures didn’t clue her in about, something she couldn’t have imagined by herself, is the soft, satin-like feel of it. She’s almost afraid to hurt him as she curls her fingers loosely around it to slide up and down, memorising every inch. It’s slowly growing, hardening, and that’s another thing that intrigues Sherlock. She can actually feel his heartbeat throbbing through the length. It hasn’t picked up though, it’s still quite sedate, and Sherlock envies her brother for his composure. Must be his laziness
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"You are my husband, Jayne. Preacher said so, remember? This is what married people do." River folded her shirt once and draped it over a chair in Jayne's quarters. The air was warm and Serenity's engines surged unexpectedly, pushing them farther away from that go se planet.
"That was...that was..." Jayne stuttered, vaguely aware that if he rejected her, he'd never hear the end of it from Mal. "River...," he started calmly, focusing his eyes firmly on her face. Don't look down, don't look down.Jayne opened his mouth again to speak, but River closed the gap quickly and pressed a finger against his mouth. "I am not naive, husband. Yes, I am a virgin, but I have touched myself. I know the pleasures there." River tilted her head and ( ... )
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These three and their issues, lol
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Warnings: genderbending, power exchange, oral, painful sex
More on AO3Mycroft’s prick is only half-hard and Sherlock is curiously disappointed at how small it is. She imagined it to be bigger. Certainly penises looked bigger on pictures. Something pictures didn’t clue her in about, something she couldn’t have imagined by herself, is the soft, satin-like feel of it. She’s almost afraid to hurt him as she curls her fingers loosely around it to slide up and down, memorising every inch. It’s slowly growing, hardening, and that’s another thing that intrigues Sherlock. She can actually feel his heartbeat throbbing through the length. It hasn’t picked up though, it’s still quite sedate, and Sherlock envies her brother for his composure. Must be his laziness ( ... )
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