Title: The Contract: The Whole Shebang 5/7Author: hisgoodgirl Paring: Jayne/Kaylee. Don't like this pairing, read something else. Disclaimer: Joss's toys, my make-believe. No money changed hands and all that.

A/N: Thanks to BlueEyedBrigadier for pointing out that I'd somehow omitted posting #5. See, that's what happens when you stay up way too late and post to too many sites. So, if you'd be so kind, please read this one and THEN go back a re-read #6. It'll make ever so much more sense that way, yes?

Rating: PG-15 for adult language, later chapters R for explicit sex.

To read the other stories in this long Jaylee story arc, check out my earlier fic by clicking on my name above. This falls between "RED" and "Too Little, Too Late"

Beted by the lovely ArtemisPrime. Civil, helpful feedback is a cherished and lovely thing. Thanks!

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The Contract Chapter Five – The Whole Shebang

“So, Kaylee,” Red Annie asked, “what in the ‘verse possessed you to take off and get yerself so staggerin’ drunk?” The two women sat in Annie’s boudoir. With Kaylee bathed and bundled in a soft bathrobe and mostly sober, Annie decided it was a good time to clear up some misconceptions she suspected the girl harbored.

The little mechanic studied her thumbs for a minute, sorting out her thoughts and responded, “You know me an’ Jayne’s shipmates.” Annie nodded. “The cap’n we work for’s got some kinda funny ideas ‘bout crew members fraternizin’. He don’t think it’s a good idea.” Kaylee rolled her eyes. “Fact is, he threatened to put Jayne out the airlock if he found out he was beddin’ me. Man ain’t my Pa, but he sure acts like he thinks he is.”

With a big sigh, she continued, “I guess since you been with Jayne you know he’s sorta, uh, vigorous about his sexin’.”

Annie stifled a chuckle.

“Anyways, it’s real hard for Jayne’n me to find any place on board Serenity where we can… be together…without wonderin’ if Mal’s gonna hear us and tear us both a new one.” The girl looked crestfallen. “We’ve got liberty ‘til noon tomorrow and were plannin’ to get us a room somewhere’s. You know, some place where we could cut loose a little.”

Kaylee scuffed at the thick carpet covering the floor with her bare toes. “When Jayne didn’t meet me like we’d agreed, I waited a long time an’ finally figured he’d decided to go out drinkin’ and whorin’…" The girl suddenly recalled who she was speaking to and turned crimson, blurting out, “meanin’ no disrespect, Ma’am.”

“None taken, honey. Go on…”

“I got real mad. Finally tracked him here and happened to see the two of you talkin'. Guess I jumped to conclusions ‘bout what was goin’ on…Bought a bottle a whisky and holed up somewheres I felt safe to drink through my mad.” Kaylee looked up at Annie. “I didn’t know nothin’ about the contract until Jayne found me an’ brought me here. Guess I owe you both an apology and my thanks.”

Kaylee looked up at Annie, “Jayne told me was you as warned him.”

The older woman’s green eyes took on a wicked twinkle and she laughed to herself. “Kaylee, it’s plain how strong you feel for that big fella, an’ him for you. Sure would be a shame for the two a you to miss out on your playtime ‘cause a them chou san bas.”

She went on conspiratorially, “How ‘bout I give you two the use of a room here for the night? Ain’t like any racket you make is likely to bother anyone. We could get you all dolled up fancy in something that’ll sure to light some fire under Mr. Cobb an’ you can surprise him when he comes back.”

Kaylee thought about the offer for a moment and grinned from ear to ear. “Shiny!”

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After brief consultation with her girls, Annie returned with an assortment of clothing over her arm. “That man’s not gonna know what hit him!” she assured an excited Kaylee.

“I started to bring you some things in black, but pretty as your coloring is, I think this,” Annie held up a beautifully embroidered and lace trimmed corset in a rich deep blue, ”will look much better. Amanda is about your size, and she said you was welcome to borrow these. They’re clean, if you was wonderin’.”

Kaylee’s eyes were huge. “That’s so pretty! Ain’t never worn such fancy unders in all my life!” As the thought of how Jayne was likely to respond to her in such a sexy outfit sank in, the girl reddened and fanned herself. “Whew! That’ll heat up things for sure, but how do you wear somethin’ like this?”

“Well, start by rollin’ up the stockings ‘cause you won’t be able to later on.”

With that accomplished, the girl asked, “What next?”

“Here, honey, slip off that robe and I’ll help you,” Annie offered, amused by Kaylee’s artlessness and naivete. No longer self conscious, Kaylee stepped out of the robe and Annie slipped the corset around the girl and began to lace up the back.

“Don’t wear no panties with this?”

Annie laughed heartily. “Knowin’ Jayne Cobb, how long d’you think they’d last?”

She pulled the laces tighter. “Now wiggle it up under your bosoms so they’re sittin’ high and just beggin for kissin’.”

Now it was Kaylee’s turn to giggle, doing as the madam guided her.

“Let all your breath out, honey,” and the girl did, her eyes wide as Annie pulled the corset strings tight and tied them in a bow between her shoulder blades. “Helps if ya take shallow breaths, hon. ‘Sides, if I know Jayne, you won’t be in it overlong.”

Annie quickly clipped the ruffled garters to the tops of the thigh-high navy blue stockings Kaylee had put on, and sat the girl back down in front of the dressing mirror.

“Makeup? Hair?” she asked.

Nodding enthusiastically, Kaylee giggled, “Jayne ain’t never seen me done up all fancy like this and I want the whole shebang!”

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First the madam pulled Kaylee’s thick hair back under a scarf and studied the girl’s face. Beautiful peachy skin, full high cheeks, dark eyes with an almost Asian slant and a perfectly kissable mouth. A country girl for sure, even if months in space had paled the tan she’d most certainly grown up with. The scattering of faint freckles across cheeks and chest were a dead giveaway. Not too much paint, then. Just play up God’s own handiwork.

With a soft sponge, the madam lightly toned the girl’s skin before fluffing rosy blush across her cheeks. “Look up at me and close your eyes, honey.” Rummaging through her paint-pots, Annie chose a shadow that softly shimmered from smoky gray to deep blue to hints of green and with a small, soft brush, applied it gently around Kaylee’s eyes.

Handing the girl a jar of fragrant raspberry gel, Annie said, “Now use just a bit – it goes a long way. On your lips, honey and then a little on your nipples.”

Kaylee giggled. “Never thought about puttin’ makeup there.”

“Well, you want a man to notice ‘em, and women’s been doin’ things to get noticed since the dawn a time.”

The girl thought of all the times she’d sat in Inara’s shuttle, watching the lovely Companion preparing for an engagement with a client, envious of her elegant lifestyle and finery. Mechanic work didn’t call for makeup – who’d mix eyeshadow and engine grease? Apart from some lip gloss, Kaylee’s cosmetic collection consisted of the lavender soap she adored and a soft perfume that had been a gift from her sister before she left home for the Black. It had even been up to Zoë to help get her made up the night the captain had escorted her to the shindig.

Makeup completed, the Madam brushed and coiled the girl’s thick chestnut locks onto a crown, pinned the mass into place and twined it with a lapis blue ribbon.

“Final touch…which one do you think he’d like?” Annie set a tray of scents and perfumes on the dresser before the glowing girl. Some were heady and dark, redolent of spices and amber, others rose-based, too cloyingly sweet. Kaylee finally chose a small vial filled with pale golden liquid, it’s fragrance hinting at apple blossoms and new-cut hay and the tang of lemon verbena.

“This’n, if ya please. Some’s just too fancy smellin’ for me, but I think Jayne’d like this.”

The madam smiled. “Excellent choice!” She dabbed the scent behind Kaylee’s ears, in the hollow of her throat and between her breasts, then on each wrist. When Annie had finished with her handiwork, she stood the little mechanic before a full-length dressing mirror and Kaylee actually gasped aloud at the stunning transformation, her eyes wide in wonder.

“I ain’t never felt so gussied up in all my life! Wonder what Jayne’s gonna think? Hell, he ain’t hardly even seen me in dresses, much less somethin’ all glamorous like this!”

“You’d raise a dead man!” Annie chuckled. “Just remind Jayne not to knock the plaster off the walls.” The madam held out the robe Kaylee had worn earlier and the girl slipped it on over her skimpy finery.

As she knotted the sash, Kaylee looked a little puzzled. “Miss Annie, I know Jayne was special to you, too. How come you’re bein’ so kind to me?”

Annie patted the girl’s shoulder, “’Cause it don’t cost nothin’ to be kind and make a couple of folks happy for a night. And ‘cause he is special and I can see clear as day how good you are for him.”

The red haired madam smiled. “Let me take you up to your room and I’ll send that horny man of yours along as soon as he arrives.”

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Persephone’s stars were twinkling brightly and the heat of the day had eased some when Jayne handed his best black hat to the doorman at Clementine’s.

“Everything all sorted out, Mr. Cobb?”

“Hell yeah, Henry. Where can I find Miss Annie?”

“She’s in the parlor, sir, and expects you.”

Jayne pushed aside the heavy burgundy curtains and stepped into a richly decorated room bustling with whores of both sexes and a number of potential customers. Seeing the big man enter, Annie took her leave of a gentleman and made her way over to greet her old friend.

The mercenary had changed into his best clothes, a gray and black striped shirt, black waistcoat and trim fitting black trousers. The gun belt at his waist seemed an incongruous accessory, but Annie had to admit to herself that she’d only seen the man without his pistol when he was naked.

She kissed his cheek. “Well, Jayne, I must say you make a right swai figure all cleaned up. I’m guessin’ you got your business taken care of.”

“Well enough.” His blue eyes darkened and he glanced around, scanning the room for Kaylee. “How is she, Annie?” he asked with a mixture of impatience and concern.

Red Annie could see he’d fret about the girl’s wellbeing until he saw her for himself and chuckled at the treat he was in for.

“Well, she’s a heap more sober than when you brought her in and cleaned up some, too. I put her in the ‘Peacock’ room upstairs. Remember, it’s the last one on the right.”

“Ain’t likely to forgit that.” Jayne smiled and the light of memory twinkled in his eyes. He and Annie had spent several passionate nights together in that room, so named for the wallpaper patterned with peacock feathers and the rich blues and greens of the decor.

“Kaylee told me about the plans you two had made for tonight. Shame that captain of yours is so thoughtless and overprotective.” Annie took Jayne’s elbow and began to subtly steer him through the crowded room and toward the stairs.

The corner of Jayne’s mouth curled as he shook his head and smirked. “Man’s stubborn as a mountain, got some idiotic ideas. I’d even say he ain’t the best tactical planner I worked with, but I’ve sure as hell worked for worse.”

Looking down at the madam, he asked, “Guess we need to get our business sorted out. What do I owe you for lookin’ after Kaylee?”

Annie cocked an eyebrow. “Why, Jayne Cobb, I didn’t hear them words come outta your mouth! I always had a soft spot for you, an’ that ain’t changed one bit. There’s a sweet and mighty heated up li’l gal upstairs waitin’ on you, and I better not see the two of ya ‘til late tomorrow morning!”

At the expression on Jayne’s face - equal parts gratitude, astonishment and unmitigated lust - Red Annie’s rich laughter reverberated through the parlor. Before he could say a word, Annie pointed up the stairs with an imperious finger and ordered, “Now, git!”

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To be continued 5/7