BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - ROMANCE

ALLIETHORN7

Meet the Parents: The Fryes (Part 1)
Friday, February 10, 2006

The next part in what I think will be a six part series. Sequel to The Death of Kaylee Frye, takes place about four months after it. My take on what could happen, sorry if someone already has


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Simon was sweating. Not only because Kaylee was on top of him, kissing every piece of his skin she could find, although that was mostly it. The rest of it was their marriage. Not that he regreeted proposing to her, though he didn't mean to break her shoulder. Marriage to Kaylee was the right thing to do, he'd no qualms about that. But he had to meet her parents. He loved Kaylee, but that didn't mean that he had to like meeting his soon to be in-laws. Kaylees shoulder was completely healed, although she had scared them all with the implications of the break. Her shoulder had been broken in six places, and he had pulled bone shards out of her, not four millimeters away from her heart. She had also needed a splint for her broken left arm, and a neck brace. Everyone knew how close they had been to really losing her, Simon most of all. 'Course, after a few days, she was her usual cheery self, thanks in no small part to the ring he had stuck onto her finger. She wore it now. He was starteled out of his little storm of worrys by Kaylee, who moved him closer to her center. She smiled sweetly. "Not startin' ta daydream now, are ya? I need ya all here" Simon smiled at her. "Not in the slightest." She giggled as he rolled her over, so that he was on top of her. He thrust into her center. She moaned, and put her hands on his chest. Simon saw the ring again. Back on Osiris, he could have bought her a diamond on that ring as big as his pinky tip. As it was, Kaylee wore it like it was ten times better than anything his old life could have gotten her. In his old life, she would be bedecked silks, Satins, and laces. But in his old life, he couldn't have met Kaylee. Fair trade, he thought. All further thoughts were cut off as he hit one of her sweet spots, which sent both of them into shivers of ecstacy. Simon swam in the oceans and rivers of Kaylee. River. That name meant something, he was sure of it. But his thoughts were a bit too foggy to think on much of anything right now. *** The particular thought in question, River, sat at the pilots controls. Serenity was floating in the black, her engines almost completely off to save fuel. She entered the coordinates of Kaylees home world, and calculated that it would take two days, three hours, seven minutes, and thirty two seconds to get there at half burn. She set the coordinates, and sat back, letting the auto-pilot take things apace. She had blocked off the entire room. Simon and Kaylee could have their fun, she just blocked out their room, which was essential. First few times they had gone at it, they had sent so many emotions that she had collapsed from the input. Now, she blocked it out, which kept her going. They were much more passionate then Zoe and wash had ever been, and even Mal and Inara, when the mood took them. On a bad day, Simon and Kaylee would have intercourse at least twice. On good days, some six times at least. It had been a good week for them. River redoubled her barriers as a new barrage of pleasure came from Simon and Kaylees room. She resigned herself to a long wait. *** They were a few minutes from landing. River, Mal, INara, Zoe, and Jayne had taken Serenity to a regular docking strip, while Kaylee and Simon took the spare shuttle. They touched down outside a barn, painted read and white. They stepped out, hand in hand. Kaylee looked into the open doorway of the barn. With a joyful squeal, she ran in, yelling, "Daddy, daddy!" A huge bear of a man came and gave her a big hug. Kaylee tugged at his hand. "Daddy, this is Simon. We're engaged." Kaylees dad looked thoughtfully at Simons face. Finally, he said, "You Simon Tam?" Simon nodded yes. With a roar, Kaylees dad punched him in the gut. Simon felt a rib break, and sank to the floor, coughing. This is going well, he thought.

COMMENTS

Friday, February 10, 2006 5:25 AM

BURNANDBOIL


Ahh! Scary Dad! :O I'm interested to know why! And poor River...I'd not want to know how many times my brother was having sex!!!!!

Friday, February 10, 2006 6:18 AM

LEIASKY


ohh, Simon got hit....broken rib is painful, no sex for Kaylee...she gonna be maa-ad at poppa! Hee

Please continue...

Friday, February 10, 2006 7:06 AM

MANICGIRAFFE


Whoa! I think this is the first time we've seen Daddy do some punching. Simon better man up; I doubt Mal or Jayne is going to come to his defense.

Kaylee ain't gonna like this.

Friday, February 10, 2006 1:54 PM

AMDOBELL


Uh oh, what did Simon do wrong now? Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Tuesday, February 21, 2006 7:44 AM

BELLONA


"This is going well"
i guess it is, considering most people go for his face or neck first...

b


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