Returning to the ship after their "picnic," Simon and Kaylee had been confronted in the cargo bay by Mal and Zoe. The former had reprimanded them for "disappearing" without telling anyone, then stalked off before either of them could traumatize him with any explanation of where they had been or what they had been doing.

Zoe had simply shook her head at them and given them a quick reproach for staying out in the rain, actually using the very maternal phrase "catch your death," much to Simon's surprise. But he didn't have time to ponder her strange behavior as Kaylee pulled him through the cargo bay, heading for the passenger dorms instead of the dining area.

"Thought we were going to have some tea first." He chuckled.

"Nah, I ain't thirsty." Kaylee replied with a giggle. "Besides, I believe I've heard before that the best way to warm up is body heat. Y'know, get naked and wrap up in blankets with someone? I got that right, Doctor?"

"Absolutely." Simon said. "Don't tell me I'm rubbing off on you, too."

"Maybe a little." Kaylee agreed. "But I think you oughta rub off on me a bit more."

Simon felt his cheeks burn even as he laughed. It seemed like there was no phrase that his sweet-looking Kaylee couldn't turn. He let her pull him into his room and shut the door.

"Why don't we get you out of those wet clothes and dry you off?" He asked. Opening the cabinet under the sink, he pulled out a small stack of towels. By the time he turned back, Kaylee was kicking aside her wet jumpsuit and peeling her t-shirt over her head.

As soon as she was naked, he gently rubbed a towel over her wet hair, then down her back, while she got to work unbuttoning his shirt. Before long they were both naked and drying each other. The contact excited Kaylee, and she started "accidentally" letting the towel slip and running her hand across Simon's damp skin instead. Within a few minutes, the towel he held dropped to the floor, forgotten as his careful fingers grazed the sides of her breasts, drawing a soft gasp from her.

"I think we're dry enough, don't you?" She breathed, her lips an inch from his. As he nodded and moved to kiss her, she stepped back and sat down on the bunk. Never taking her eyes off of Simon, she pulled back the covers and lay down, stretching out with her arms behind her head. "I'm gettin' a little chilly. Think I might need some doctorin'." Her mouth watered and she got wetter as she saw his body respond.

"I think I can manage that." He said hoarsely, laying down beside her. The narrowness of the bunk made it impossible for them not to touch. Sliding his arms around her waist, Simon brought Kaylee's body into full contact with his. They both sighed, pressing closer, sharing their warmth.

"Better already." Kaylee sighed. She still felt warm and pliant from their previous tryst, recent enough that she still felt a slight stickiness between her thighs and a pleasant ache inside her core. Instinct took over and she started to rub her wet folds over his cock, her body already craving more of what it had gotten less than an hour before.

She thought about sliding down under the covers, knowing that she would taste herself on him and whimpering softly at the thought. But she was already too worked up, anticpating how good he would feel inside her and not willing to wait another second. Shifting onto her back, she pulled him with her and clutched his shoulders tightly. She kissed him softly, covering both their moans as he slipped into her, penetrating her deeply and slowly, starting to rock his hips against hers before he was fully inside her.

Simon cupped Kaylee's face gently, holding her gaze, except for a few times when he couldn't help but squeeze his eyes shut. When he looked back at her, she had tears in her eyes, and he smiled tenderly and leaned down to kiss her. The first time he'd seen her crying while he was inside her, he'd immediately pulled out and started apologizing, sure that he'd hurt her. She'd just laughed. He understood now that her tears were just a result of overwhelming emotion and sensation. It humbled him to think that he could elicit that kind of response from her, but it didn't exactly hurt his ego, either.

They took their time, setting a lazy, sweet rhythm. When Simon sensed that Kaylee was getting close, he reached down between them. Just the lightest touch of his thumb to her clit, and she mewled and came apart beneath him. He stopped moving and held her, let her ride out the waves with his arms anchoring her, taking deep breaths to keep control as her muscles spasmed around him.

Kaylee let her eyes drift close as the tremors slowly faded. She smiled and shifted impatiently when she realized he was still hard inside her. "Don't stop." She sighed lazily, rolling her hips to encourage him.

"I love you." Simon whispered as he started thrusting again. The words seemed to come as easily as breathing.

"Love you." Kaylee moaned, pressing on his lower back to push him in deeper. Every nerve ending inside her was so overstimulated that she could feel a second orgasm building at the base of her spine, and she thrashed under him, twisting her body around his. Just as she reached the top and was about to slide over, he shouted her name and slammed hard into her. The last thing she was aware of was the slick heat that he pumped into her, setting off another wave of release that left her panting and trembling.

Simon lay his head next to Kaylee's on the pillow, closing his eyes as she stroked his back and shoulders tenderly. The cool air touched his damp skin, and he reluctantly lifted off of her to grab the covers, which had been kicked off at some point. "Warmer now?" He asked, pulling Kaylee close to him and tucking the covers around both of them.

"Mmm." Kaylee sighed. "Toasty. And thinkin' we oughta have picnics more often."