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“Two days Jayne.” Mal watched the man leave the ship. “We leave in two days, with or with out you.” He closed the ramp behind him, shaking his head at the thought of what Jayne was going to do to entertain himself with the little amount of coin he had or why it was so important to have two whole days off. Jayne had traded chores so much, that he will be doing everyone’s stuff for months. Jayne headed towards the market, it was late afternoon and people were milling around picking up food for supper. He leaned against a building until he saw what he wanted. She was looking real good, blonde and busty, just like all his whores. She was surrounded by little kids yelling ‘Ms. Etta, Ms. Etta, Teacher, Teacher”, he waited until the kids had left and started to shadow her, not sure where she was headed. He stayed far enough back that she had no idea he was there. When she got to the house at the end of the road, Jayne waited as she unlocked the door. Slowly he circled around looking for a way in. He could see her in the kitchen, putting food away as he pried the bedroom window open and silently entered the house. He closed the door a bit, so he could watch her start supper, backing up when she headed for the bedroom. Etta took off her coat and hung it on the hook on the back of the door. She unbuttoned her blouse as she slowly turned into the room. “Now that’s a right purty sight.” Jayne said from the chair in the darkened corner. He waved his gun. “Keep going.” He leered at her. Startled, she swayed against the wall, hands frozen on her buttons. “How??” He stood and gestured again with his gun. “Ain’t gonna ask twice.” She continued unbuttoning her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. “Drop it and start on the skirt.” Jayne was breathing hard. Etta stepped out of the skirt and dropped it on the floor next to her blouse. She shivered in her slip. “Get on the bed.” Jayne watched her until she laid down, then he slipped off his boots and pants and laid down next to her. He ran his free hand up and down her leg, the other still holding the gun aimed towards her head. He slowly inched the slip up over her hips, reaching down he pulled Binky out and ran it up her leg and sliced thru her undies. He pulled the top down to expose her breast, bunching the slip in between his two favorite views. He angled himself so he could reach both sweet spots while keeping his gun hand free. He slowly caressed her, with mouth and hand until he could take no more and then adjusted himself over her and spread her legs. He nudged the head of his cock at her opening, stopping when he heard her whimper and looked up. “Why you cry’n?” He whispered into her ear, holding back the thrust he so desperately wanted. “I thought you were dead.” She sobbed, slipping her arms out of his hold, she wrapped them around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss…. ~*~ “’Been near two years, Jayne.” She got out of bed and slipped his shirt on. “You never stayed away that long before.” She went into the kitchen to check on supper. Filled a big bowl with stew and crawled back into bed. “New ship, this Captain ain’t got any contacts round here.” His hands started roaming back up her legs. She swatted at them and gave him the bowl. “Think it’s time we got hitched, Etta.” He stole a look at her from under his lashes. “Nothing has changed Jayne, still no reason to get married.” She snuggled under the quilt and let her own hands roam. “Can’t give you kids and I’m not going to be left here while you fly all over.” They had been having this argument for years. “New crew Etta.” He set the bowl on the floor and laid back down, taking her in his arms. “Ain’t like the other crews, this one already got girls on it, so you’d be safe. And I ain’t never wanted kids, ‘nough Cobbs in the ‘verse already. Mattie done got six kids at last count.” “You sure about the marriage part?” She didn’t want to sound too needy, but the last year had been hard on her. “Yep, ‘Side, not sure the Captain would let you stay on if’n we weren’t hitched.” “Not much need for a teacher on a transport.” She had stopped her roaming and sat up to concentrate. “I’m going to miss my kids.” Jayne snorted. “Not for long, three of the girls are pregnant. Gonna need someone to watch the babies.” He didn’t want to sound like he was begging, but the last year had been hard on him. “We’ve never spent more then a month together, Jayne. Are you sure?” He moved a bit away from her so he could look into her face. “Last year been real tough, lost two friends.” He cupped her face and leaned in. “I don’t wanna ever lose you, I want you near me, always.” He brought her face in and kissed her.

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