Author: NA68

Fandom: Firefly

Pairing(s): Mal/Simon/Jayne

Warnings: none

Spoilers: none

Summary: Mal and Simon take turns with Jayne

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The metal floor digs into Jayne's knees. He is, however, refusing to think about the pain there, or arcing across his shoulders. It's been a while since he's been tied at the wrists, and he's older now than he used to be.

No, his attention is caught. Devoured, even, by the sight in front of him. Simon is being held tightly by Mal, and his hands clutch helplessly at the captain's arms. Mal is grazing at the younger man's neck, and their eyes are closed in ecstasy. Soft, erotic sounds reach Jayne, and his cock twitches. He tries not to moan.

An eternity later, pain still focusing his thoughts, he feels a weighted hand on his head. Startled, he glances up and sees Mal's face, dark with lust. Simon is still draped along his side, shirt half open, lips and chest glazed with sweat. A tug on his hair, and Jayne's eyes center on the cock being guided to his mouth. He opens to receive it, and greedily runs his tongue across the slit, the sweetsour taste of pre-come making his mouth water.

Mal moans, and his fingers tighten imperceptibly. Simon captures the sound in a powerful kiss, even as he's pulled tighter. Jayne watches, and swirls his tongue along the hard shaft. He watches as Simon marks Mal with his teeth, as his fingers open Mal�s shirt, and play along the skin hidden beneath.

Jayne's not going to get to touch the skin tonight. Tonight, he's getting the hot length of Mal's cock measuring his throat. It's enough; really, it has to be. He slides his lips along the iron and silk, taking as much as he can get, gagging only slightly when Mal goes too deep.

Eyes watering, he gets back to his work, refusing to let the noises his lovers are making distract him. He knows exactly how Mal likes this, and Jayne is determined to make his captain come. Rough licks with the tongue, light scrapes with the teeth as his mouth is fucked harder and faster and deeper. Every thrust, Mal loses that much more control.

Mal stumbles a half-step backwards when he comes, pulling out just enough to spatter hot come over Jayne's face. Jayne's tongue slides along his lips, gathering what it can, and then Simon is in front of him, avidly licking the remainder from his temple, forehead and cheeks. Simon finishes by opening Jayne's mouth with his thumb, and sucking hard on his tongue. Jayne groans in frustration when the younger man pulls away and stands.

Warm flesh and rough cloth rub against his back as Mal straddles his legs, placing his hands on Jayne's shoulders. Hot breath brushes past his ears as Mal trails small bites along his jaw and earlobes. One arm curls over the side of his head, elbow on his shoulder, holding it still. The other trails, gently tugging at his chest hair.

Simon slides his cock along Jayne's face. Jayne whimpers as it scrapes past his lips and jaw. He feels, rather than sees Mal take a slow lick around the swollen shaft. Jayne almost begs, but then he feels the head nudge at his lips. Simon tastes different than Mal does, and being held still by Mal adds a new dimension to the experience. He shudders in anticipation.

Cloth scrapes his back and his chin as Simon fucks his mouth slowly and deliberately, moving shallowly at first. Mal's hand traces lower, pinching nipples, twisting skin, fingers sliding in and out of Jayne's navel. Jayne whimpers around Simon's cock, trying to get more; more from Simon, more from Mal. A soft chuckle passes his ear, and he senses Mal's nod.

Suddenly, Simon grabs onto Jayne's head, and begins thrusting hard, fast and deep. Jayne opens his throat and takes it, because Mal has his cock in an iron grip, and is milking an intense orgasm from deep within his spine. Simon curses, and shoves his cock into Jayne's throat, holding it there as he spills. Jayne doesn't even have time to gag, he's swallowing and coming so hard at the same time. Blackness overtakes his world for a while.

When Jayne comes to, he's lying in the bed, untied, surrounded by warm bodies licking him clean. He raises his head slightly, and catches Mal interrupting Simon with a kiss. The sight takes his breath away. Jayne's motion catches the others' attention. Simon drifts up and kisses Jayne hungrily, while Mal strokes his hand gently over both of their bodies.

Mal takes over when Simon runs out of air and curls into Jayne's side. His kiss is lighter, but more focused. Mal pets the two of them one last time, and drapes his leg over Jayne's hip. Jayne takes one last deep breath, their even breathing surrounding and pulling him into slumber as well.