A/N: This is completely independent from my current series - just thought I'd post something fun.

Sequel to Center Ring

Also, for the Prompt - Corset from the following Prompt Table.

This is the most NC-17 I've ever written, so don't read if it ain't your thing!

As always, comments are like presents on Christmas morning!

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Step Right Up – Sequel to Center Ring

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“Jayne?”

Oh, he was in trouble. Even the big man could figure that out, based on the way Kaylee’s voice lilted in his ears. With a grunt of acknowledgement, he continued polishing Betsy and did not turn to meet the young mechanic’s gaze. If he did he knew he’d be in more than just trouble – he’d be a goner.

Frowning at his lack of attention, Kaylee circled the table and plopped herself down in the chair beside him, batting her eyelashes in his direction and smiling wide. When he simply redoubled his efforts at polishing his pistol, Kaylee said, “I need yer help.”

She watched with barely contained amusement as Jayne froze and his eyes snapped up to regard her. With a lewd grin sliding across his face, he set Betsy down and reached for her hand. “I knew you’d ‘ventually wake up an’ realize the doc ain’t got what you’re achin’ for.”

Giggling at him, Kaylee swatted his hand away and wiggled her eyebrows mischievously. “No, Jayne, I definitely don’t need your help in that department.” Leaning towards him, she watched with even more glee as he shuddered at her next statement. “Simon is more than enough to cure my aches an’ pains.”

Disgusted, Jayne resumed cleaning his gun and grunted, “Then what the hell you want?”

“Well,” Kaylee said, lowering her voice and darting her eyes around the common room to be sure they were alone. “I kinda need to borrow somethin’.”

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“Well, little guy, you seem to be adapting quite well to space travel.” The panda cub’s only response was a wide yawn that made Simon grin. Despite their rocky start, he had to admit that the little furball was decidedly cute and over the past week as he had been caring for the animal, Simon felt the two of them had developed a bond.

“Still wants his mama.”

Frowning, Simon sighed as he placed the cub back in his cage and latched the door. Turning to regard his sister as she floated down the stairs to the cargo bay floor, his frown deepened as he realized she was wearing her turban from the circus job.

Approaching him on light fee, she told him, “He still thinks you’re a boob.”

Chuckling, Simon told her, “No, I’m pretty sure that’s you.” Looking back to the cage and the now sleeping creature, he said confidently, “Me and the little one seem to have reached an understanding.”

As River’s wide brown eyes stayed fixated on the animal, Simon looked back to her and cleared his throat. “Ah, River, not that there’s anything wrong with it, but-“

Turning to him with a bemused gaze, River stepped forward and took his hands. Closing her eyes she hummed softly and said in a mystical voice, “I see … I see …” Snapping her eyes open she told him, “I see a lot of leather in your future.”

“Very funny,” he commented dryly, grabbing his supplies and heading for the infirmary, River on his heels. “Do you also see a lot of annoyance in my future?”

Frowning at him, River ignored the comment and simply regarded his tense form as he stowed his equipment. Knowing that she was still staring, Simon finished his work and then asked, “Is that the kind of advice you gave back in that tent?”

Nodding once, River smiled proudly. “Yup, it was true too.” Frowning again, she added, “Of course, none of those people believed me. Thought it was a trick, a game, something for fun. I didn’t see anything too bad though.” Looking back to Simon with a grin, she said, “Although one man is going to rue the day he decided to cheat on his wife.”

Laughing out loud, Simon stepped towards his sister and kissed her cheek. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.”

Grinning to him, she pushed him lightly in the direction of the stairs. “Go find Kaylee.”

Puzzled, Simon asked hurriedly, “Why? Is she sick?”

“Oh, most definitely,” River told him seriously, getting an even more concerned gaze from her brother. “She’s in love with you, isn’t she?”

Sticking his tongue out at her, Simon jogged up a few stairs and murmured, “Brat.”

River watched him go, knowing that in just a few minutes he would be more than ‘pleased’ with his girlfriend. How he had gotten so lucky she still wasn’t quite sure, but with a shrug, River headed back towards the cargo bay. He was still a boob.

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Simon was not surprised to find Kaylee’s hatch to her bunk open. It was getting close to bedtime and River’s comment had led him to believe that his girlfriend would be here, in her bunk, rather than the engine room.

Trying to hide his giddy excitement at spending another night in Kaylee’s arms, Simon descended the ladder hurriedly, calling, “Kaylee? You down here?”

Before his feet had even reached the bottom rung, Simon felt a sharp swat on his behind and he started slightly, completely caught off guard. Rubbing at his now throbbing butt cheek, he turned to find Kaylee, smiling one of her wicked grins and twirling the end of what looked to be a whip in her hands.

Cautiously descending to the bunk’s floor, Simon took a slow step forward and asked, “Kaylee? Are you all right?”

“Mmhmm,” she said, her eyes raking over his body in a way that instantly made him wish he was not wearing clothes. Licking her lips in anticipation, she moved towards him, shedding the robe she had on and delighting in the way his eyes widened and his mouth watered at the sight of her. “Surprise,” she murmured, her breath hot against his cheek, as she reached past him to close the hatch and click the lock.

Stepping away again, Kaylee stood before him and felt her body light on fire as Simon’s eyes roved over her leather clad form. She had had a feeling that Zoe’s costume was the way to go and she was glad she’d guessed right. Coiling the whip around her hands, she pulled it taut in front of her and asked demurely, “You like my outfit?”

Simon was fairly certain the bulge in his trousers answered that question, but searching for words, he had to swallow several times before he could mutter, “Uh-huh.”

Kaylee smiled again, holding her ground. Although she was literally aching for Simon to touch her, she was also greatly enjoying the thought of his eyes on her. She watched as they filled with barely contained desire, dancing down her torso, the tight leather corset pushing her breasts up into round mounds while the short leather shorts barely covered her ass. The thigh boots were tall, showing only a sliver of skin, but it was enough for Simon to know that he needed to see more.

Feeling his arousal throb painfully in his suddenly tight pants, Simon launched himself across the room, crushing his body against Kaylee’s, one hand grabbing and squeezing her backside while the other held her head firmly against his. Kaylee lifted her arms, the whip still between them, around his back and held him tightly to her, moaning as his arousal pressed into her groin. Simon’s tongue and teeth were everywhere, sucking on her lower lip, plundering her mouth and it was all Kaylee could do to meet his passion with her own; she’d suspected this would get him riled up, but she hadn’t quite been prepared for such a heady reaction – however, she was not complaining.

Moving his mouth to her neck and sucking furiously on the flesh there, Simon knew he had marked her skin, his lips turning into a sly grin as she cried out at the small bite of pain. Panting in his ear only urged Simon on and he trailed his mouth down to her breasts, peppering them with kisses and dragging his tongue over and between them. “Oh my God,” Kaylee murmured, feeling her core dripping as Simon continued to knead her flesh with his hands and tongue. “Simon.”

Her breathless pants hardened him further and Simon managed to push her against the nearest wall of her bunk, grinding his erection into her and causing a groan to escape them both. Dropping the whip from her hands, Kaylee moved her hands down his backside, squeezing him against her and causing another burst of need to ripple through her as she felt Simon’s hardness. Dropping her head back against the wall as Simon’s mouth returned to her neck, she could barely think straight as his hand moved down her neck, past the front of her top and came to rest over her throbbing center. Simon’s attention to her increased as he pressed at her most sensitive spot through the leather shorts and Kaylee bit her lip to keep from crying out.

Simon was quickly losing any and all of his remaining self-control. He needed to touch her, every inch of her and soon. With the last bit of restraint he possessed, Simon pulled his mouth from her skin and met her desire-filled eyes. She was panting, as was he, their skin flushed with passion for one another. Resting his hands on her waist, he slowly guided her to the edge of her bunk and sat her down, but that was apparently not what Kaylee wanted. Switching positions, she sat Simon down and then straddled his hips, pressing against his groin and causing a feral groan to reverberate deep within him.

Cupping her backside against him, Simon again crushed their mouths together, his tongue fighting for dominance as she rolled her hips over him, making the need for his release almost painfully necessary. “Kaylee,” he murmured against her mouth, not surprised when the plea did not stop her ministrations. Instead, she pressed her hands flat to his chest and pushed him flat on the bed, hovering over him.

Reaching for her, Kaylee leaned over slowly, as he whispered huskily, “Take it off.”

A sly grin again on her face, Kaylee undid the top few buttons on Simon’s shirt, trailing hot openmouthed kisses on every inch of exposed skin as she murmured, “I want you to take it off for me.”

Moaning at the absolutely exquisite feelings she was inspiring in him, Simon wrapped strong arms around her waist and sat up, holding Kaylee firmly on top of him. As she sat in between his legs, cupping his arousal through his pants, Simon drew her hand away and scolded, “No fair.”

Pouting at him, Kaylee placed both her hands in her lap and said, “Yes, sir.”

Unbelievably aroused and a bit ashamed that he was, Simon instead slid his hand under Kaylee’s knee and straightened out first one leg beside him and then the other. Fumbling for the boot’s zipper, Simon finally found one and undid it quickly, much more interested in exposing other parts of her than her legs. And it seemed Kaylee agreed as she moved to undo the other shoe and dropped them both over the side of the bed.

Shifting forward, Kaylee moved closer to Simon, her big eyes on his face, begging him to touch her and he was not about to disappoint. With light fingers, he traced the edge of her collarbone down to the valley of her breasts which were heaving with passion as Simon’s touch continued to light Kaylee on fire. Moving his fingers to the top of the corset, he undid the first few buttons, thankful that they were on the front, until he had freed her breasts to him. Leaning forward, Simon’s tongue drew a wet line down Kaylee’s neck and over her chest until his mouth closed around one nipple. With the barest of nips, he bit down on the sensitive bud, smiling with manly pride as Kaylee released a cry of pleasure, her back arching slightly at his touch. Laving the flesh until the nipple was nice and hard, Simon turned his attention to the other one.

Kaylee was beginning to think she might pass out from the anticipation. This was going so much better than she had ever imagined, and she was glad she had convinced Zoe to let her keep the outfit. As Simon’s teeth again bit down on her flesh, Kaylee fisted her hands into his silky hair, tugging lightly at the strands as she panted, “Mmm, Simon, that’s good.”

His arousal now painfully throbbing, Simon pulled away, noting the pout on her features as he moved to undo his pants. Watching his hands, Kaylee covered them with her own and said huskily, “You’ll get your turn.” Sweeping a coy look over her still half-clothed form she told him, “But I still ain’t naked.”

Grinning at her, Simon leaned forward to capture her mouth in a kiss, a light one in comparison to the others as his fingers went back and worked at the remaining buttons on her top. As he pulled the last one free, Kaylee raised her arms so he could unwrap it from her and toss it aside. Working his hands over her breasts and stomach, Simon’s thumbs rubbed over each nipple, not at all surprised that they were still hard to the touch.

Moving forward, Kaylee worked her fingers on Simon’s shirt, loosing the rest of the buttons and exposing his bare chest to her. Licking her lips in appreciation of the beautiful muscles she’d uncovered, Kaylee ran her tongue along each one, enjoying the sound of Simon’s deep moans as her teeth stopped to bite each nipple, while she scraped her fingernails down his back and sides every so slightly. “Kaylee, wo de ma,” he panted, his hands fisting into her hair and pressing her tighter to him.

Lifting up her head, she grinned wickedly and then looked down to her bottom half. “You still ain’t done.”

Returning her grin, Simon told her, “I’m getting there.” Running his hands down her bare breasts and over her stomach, he passed them over her hips, smiling wider as she whimpered with need when he did not touch her center. Moving his hands down her thighs, Simon shimmied forward and ran a hand up her leg and under the material, finding the joint where her leg met her hip and caressing the skin there.

Dropping her head back, Kaylee whimpered again, this time in pleasure as Simon’s mouth covered her breast again while his hand pushed further towards her core. The closer his fingers got, the more he could feel her heat and wetness and he again realized that if he did not free his arousal soon, he would come in his pants.

Knowing Kaylee would make no move to help him until he had her shorts off, Simon pulled his hand away and then moved both of them up her hips, curling his fingers around the waistband and tugging as gently, but quickly, as possible to pull the material down her legs. Kaylee arched her hips slightly to help him and as Simon pulled the material away and moved to discard it, he caught a whiff of Kaylee’s scent on the clothing and thought he might pass out from need.

Now bare before him, Simon found himself staring, his desire raging as he ran his fingers over her flushed skin. Kaylee reveled in the touch for a moment and then, unable to keep from touching him, she trailed her hands down his bare chest and let them rest on his waistband. Fingering the material there and the arousal beneath it for untold minutes, Simon’s eyes crossed with want. Grasping her hands with his own, he met her gaze and growled, “Kaylee.”

Smiling with a small giggle, Kaylee knew she had tortured him good. Pressing him back into the bed, she again straddled him while she undid his belt and pants, curling her fingers around the material and pulling it off his legs, underwear and all. Her eyes widening as she caught sight of his erection, Kaylee placed her fist around him and pulled gently, watching as Simon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. He was close, she could tell and with an even wider grin on her face, she leaned down and licked up the first few beads of his release.

Tugging on her hair gently, Simon called huskily, “Kaylee.”

Raising her head, she drew herself up his body, rubbing her wetness against the very tip of his hardened length, her own eyes fluttering shut at the unbelievable sensation. As she continued to move back and forth, teasing him, Simon’s frustrated groan reached her ears.

Lowering her mouth to his, she murmured, “You like that outfit, huh?”

Nodding, Simon was finding it increasingly difficult to form words. His hands roamed over her bare flesh, kneading her backside as her tongue teased his mouth, tracing the outline of his lips as she whispered, “What do you want now, Simon?”

“You,” he groaned, reaching a hand between her thighs, teasing her, his fingers tracing her entrance. Gasping at the feeling, Kaylee reached for his hand and brought it to her mouth, cleaning off each finger one by one and tasting herself on him.

Even more aroused then seconds before, Simon opened his eyes to her and pulled her mouth into a kiss, his tongue meeting hers with passion. Breaking apart for air, Simon panted against her ear, “Now, Kaylee, I need you.”

Heady with the plea in his voice, Kaylee did not delay their coupling another moment, but instead sank down onto him, taking each hard inch into her tight, wet heat as slowly as possible. Simon’s back arched as she surrounded him, causing his length to pierce her deep and Kaylee’s head fell back at the sensation.

Moving almost instantly, Kaylee continued to gasp with ecstasy as Simon met each of her thrusts with his own. His hands rested on her hips, and with each downward motion of them, he pressed himself hard into her, causing soundless cries to mix with her pants.

Her mind swimming with the pleasure of it all, Kaylee moved her hands from his chest and ran them up and over her breasts, kneading the flesh there to heighten her coming release. Simon opened his eyes and caught sight of her, and quickly reached for her hands, pulling her on top of him so his mouth could take over.

Curling her hands into his hair, Kaylee felt her body tensing and she knew she would break soon. She just needed … As her mouth again met Simon’s in a passionate kiss, she murmured, “Harder, ai ren. Harder.”

Simon’s stifled groan as she begged him caused her to whimper in return as he obeyed her command. Rolling them over in one swift motion, Simon did not dislodge himself from her, but as Kaylee settled against the mattress, he drove into her once more, this time hitting her most sensitive spot and Kaylee cried out in pure joy as her body shook, her inner walls squeezing him as her release poured through her. Her end triggered Simon’s own and with just a few more thrusts, he came as well, Kaylee’s still sensitive skin burning with his release.

Collapsing on top of her, Simon stayed there for just a moment, willing his heart rate to slow down. He placed kisses to every inch of her sweat-soaked skin he could find, and then, finally, rolled onto his back, careful to stay buried within her as he pulled her on top of him.

Gazing at him through sated eyes, Kaylee shifted slightly to press her mouth to his in a long, slow kiss. “I gotta dress up more often,” Kaylee murmured, not at all surprised when Simon nodded eagerly, his hand cupping the back of her head as he kissed her again.

Dropping his head back onto the pillow, Simon took a few deep breaths, his heart beat still not quite back to normal. Kaylee watched with an amused twinkle, her body lighting with more desire as she realized she had caused him to react like this. Of course, one good turn, deserved another …

His hand moved absentmindedly through her hair and down her back and Kaylee reveled in the feel for a moment, a small sigh escaping her lips. Waiting until he was again looking to her, Kaylee was about to speak, when Simon told her quietly, “You are amazing.”

Blushing at the unexpected compliment, Kaylee swatted his arm playfully and told him, “I bet you say that to all the girls who come at ya with a whip.”

Simon smiled at her joke, but almost instantly turned serious once again. Cradling her face in his hands, he drew her closer to him and said softly, “I mean it, bao bei. I am so unbelievably in love with you.”

Touched at his sincerity, Kaylee kissed him deep, sighing against his mouth as he pressed her closer to him. Forced to part for air, they rested their foreheads against one another, staying close. Finally, Kaylee told him, “You know I love ya, right?”

Simon nodded once, pressing a kiss to her temple as he settled back into the mattress, more than ready for some sleep. “Of course, Kaylee.”

Grinning wickedly, Kaylee reluctantly slid off of him, not at all surprised when Simon moaned at her absence. Propping himself up on one elbow, he felt his body stirring again as he watched her naked form pad across the room and pull something from her dresser. Turning back to him with the same mischievous grin from about an hour ago, Simon’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “Kaylee? What are you planning?”

“Well, see,” she said quietly, sauntering back towards him and watching with delight as his eyes clouded with more desire. “I dressed up for you an’ now it’s your turn.”

Groaning, Simon rolled his eyes and begged, “Please don’t ask me to wear that clown costume again.”

Giggling, Kaylee shook her head. “Nah, I was thinkin’ o’ somethin’ a bit more revealin’.”

Before Simon could question her further she pulled the outfit from behind her back shaking it out so he could get a good look at it. His mouth falling open with a bit of shock, he asked, “Tell me you washed it?”

“Well o’ course, sweetie,” she told him. Wiggling her eyebrows at him suggestively, she added, “What’d ya say? Wanna be my strong man?”

Guessing that he would some day regret this, but having no desire to deny her anything, Simon rose out of the bed and grabbed the leotard Jayne had donned a week ago, one of his swai grins plastered on his face. Kissing the tip of her nose, he asked, “This is really what you want?”

Batting her eyelashes at him coyly, she answered, “Put it on an’ find out.”

Simon never hurried so fast to dress in his whole life.

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