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crack_van2008-03-19 09:35 am
invisibleshrew.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2008-03-19 09:35 am
Not Some Romantical Encounter by Ana (NC-17)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Jayne/Simon, Jayne/Inara (both one-sided like whoa)
Length: about 2800
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ana_grrl
Author Website: anafic
Why this must be read:
Because Ana's Jayne-voice is extraordinary. Here he's thinking about how the crew has changed post-Miranda, and it is all plausible and wry and sad, but this is Jayne - introspection only lasts so long before his mind turns to, ah, other things. You could read it for either the character insights or the hot smut, but it's the way they fit together that make this such a nifty story.
So he watches Inara and Simon, from way up on the walkway above the cargo bay. Good view, and it lowers the chance that Simon might accidentally shoot him.
"No," Inara says. "You're aiming to the left again."
Simon sighs, nods, corrects himself, and fires at the target. He misses. Badly. Jayne can't help smirking a little.
"Your stance is off. Spread your legs slightly. Bend your knees."
There's something in Inara's tone. Something a little hard, a little bossy, and it's real interesting. Also, if he moves just a little, Jayne figures he'll be able to see right down her bitty top.
"Watch me," Inara says, centring her body, raising the crossbow, and holding it steady. "Think of the crossbow as an extension of your arm. As part of you."
Even from so high, he can see how her breathing is real steady. She's focussed, and Jayne would bet good money that even if he started throwing things at them, or if Simon reached out and groped her, she'd just ignore it all until she'd fired.
He's got to admire that kind of concentration, especially on a woman so gorram sexy.
Not Some Romantical Encounter
Pairing: Jayne/Simon, Jayne/Inara (both one-sided like whoa)
Length: about 2800
Author on LJ:
ana_grrlAuthor Website: anafic
Why this must be read:
Because Ana's Jayne-voice is extraordinary. Here he's thinking about how the crew has changed post-Miranda, and it is all plausible and wry and sad, but this is Jayne - introspection only lasts so long before his mind turns to, ah, other things. You could read it for either the character insights or the hot smut, but it's the way they fit together that make this such a nifty story.
So he watches Inara and Simon, from way up on the walkway above the cargo bay. Good view, and it lowers the chance that Simon might accidentally shoot him.
"No," Inara says. "You're aiming to the left again."
Simon sighs, nods, corrects himself, and fires at the target. He misses. Badly. Jayne can't help smirking a little.
"Your stance is off. Spread your legs slightly. Bend your knees."
There's something in Inara's tone. Something a little hard, a little bossy, and it's real interesting. Also, if he moves just a little, Jayne figures he'll be able to see right down her bitty top.
"Watch me," Inara says, centring her body, raising the crossbow, and holding it steady. "Think of the crossbow as an extension of your arm. As part of you."
Even from so high, he can see how her breathing is real steady. She's focussed, and Jayne would bet good money that even if he started throwing things at them, or if Simon reached out and groped her, she'd just ignore it all until she'd fired.
He's got to admire that kind of concentration, especially on a woman so gorram sexy.
Not Some Romantical Encounter