In the dining area, Kaylee opened one of the small lockers and took out a loaf of bread. It was dry and stale, but she could make do. She opened another locker and took out a small jar of strawberry jam that Simon had bought for her on their last trip to Beaumonde. Just as she was opening a drawer to find a butter knife, she heard sound behind her and smiled, waiting for him to touch her before she acknowledged his presence. "Come back to bed." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I will in a minute. Just worked up an appetite." She turned around in his arms and laughed. "You put your drawers back on?" "Well, I..." He stammered and scratched behind his ear the way he did when he was uncomfortable. Kaylee laughed harder and grabbed the waistband of his shorts. "Take 'em off, honey. Only ones gonna see ya are me and Serenity, and we've seen it all before." As she pushed his boxers down, she ran a hand over him, watching him harden under her touch. She looked at the stale loaf of bread on the counter, then back at his rising erection, and a wicked grin crossed her face. "Think I just found a better place to put this." Simon could only watch, stunned, as Kaylee sank to her knees, dipped one finger in the jar, and rubbed it over the head of his cock. She looked up at him, almost innocently. That is, until she licked her lips and placed them on the tip, licking the jam off of his skin before taking more of him into her mouth, relaxing the muscles in her throat to let as much of him slide between her lips as she could, using her hand to stroke the base. His low, broken groan excited her, and she felt herself getting wetter, the dull ache between her thighs growing stronger. Whimpering around his swelling shaft, she reached down with her other hand and slid a finger into herself, pressing her thumb against her clit. Her core spasmed and she started sucking on him harder, adding another finger and speeding up the movement of her hand. "God, Kaylee." Simon groaned. He looked down and saw the top of her head moving back and forth. He couldn't see much past that, but the position and movement of her arm gave him a pretty good idea of what she was doing. He almost came on the spot just thinking about her touching herself while she had his cock in her mouth, just knowing that she was as aroused as he was. He kept watching, imagining her fingers slipping in and out of her warmth. When he couldn't stand it for another second, he grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her up, turning around to press her against the counter. He locked eyes with her and pulled her hand up to his lips, licked the wetness off of her fingers, then placed her hand back between her thighs. Kaylee sucked in a breath as she realized that he was showing her what he wanted her to do. She loved it when he did that. Holding his gaze, she slid two fingers back into her wet, aching core. She moaned against Simon's mouth when two of his fingers penetrated her as well, stretching her further. Throwing her head back, she cried out, wanting to say his name but too close to oblivion to form the word. When her muscles clenched around their fingers, Simon pulled his hand and Kaylee's away and positioned his hard length at her entrace. He watched her face as he pushed into her slowly, letting her feel every inch of him sliding in. Kaylee sighed and smiled as he filled her, then leaned back with her elbows on the counter, starting to rock her hips against his, murmuring incoherently. "Oh, Kaylee." Simon groaned. "This is...you are amazing." He lifted her right leg with his hand under her knee, pulling her tighter against him. He leaned down and captured one firm nipple in his mouth, suckling and nipping. "Harder." Kaylee panted, pushing down onto him. "Simon, please." Cupping her bottom to keep her close, Simon pulled out of her and turned around, then walked over and set her on the edge of the table. He gently pushed her back so she was laying out in front of him, her legs spread and her breasts rising and falling rapidly. She whimpered and reached out to touch him, finally managing to clutch his shoulders and pull him down for a deep, wet kiss. She reached down and wrapped her hand around him, guiding him back into her. Her hot, slick core throbbed and clenched around him, drawing him in deeper. He lay his forehead against hers and took a deep breath, kissing her softly. He felt her hands moving and looked down to see that she was rubbing her clit again, letting her fingers slip down to touch the base of his cock. Simon cursed under his breath and started pumping into her, just as her finger pressed into her body. She cried out at the exquisite stretching. With her free hand, she guided Simon's fingers to her center, showing him exactly how to touch her, then slid her own hands up to her breasts, circling her nipples and spreading her wetness over them. The sight of her fingers working over the hardened buds and the moisture they left behind proved to be too much temptation for Simon, and he lowered his head to taste her, the soft, warm feel of her skin combined with the salty-sweet juices made his head spin, made him groan from deep in his chest. Kaylee moaned and whispered approvingly, tangling her fingers in his hair and gently raking her nails over his scalp. Raising his head again, Simon took her hand and moved it back to her clit, watching with rapt attention as she touched herself with the same rhythm as his movements inside her. "Oh yeah, like that." She sighed, stroking his back as he leaned down and scattered soft kisses over her breasts again. "Just like that." His thrusts were coming harder and faster, until he was pounding into her, just like she wanted him to. She wrapped her legs around him and held on until she shattered, her entire body convulsing in release. Simon tried to hold on, loving the way she enveloped him as she climaxed. Every time they made love he was torn between wanting to make her come and find relief himself and wanting to prolong every moment. But he couldn't hold back anymore when she looked up at him, still shaking, and softly moaned his name, all the while squeezing him continuously until his control broke and he spilled himself in her, gasping. "Wow." Kaylee sighed, shivering at the pleasant, warm sensations that lingered even after Simon stepped back, sliding wetly out of her. He slumped into a chair, a wide, goofy grin on his face. "I had a dream about that just last week." "About doing me on this table?" Kaylee giggled. "Right in the middle of dinner." Simon chuckled, shaking his head. "And no one else seemed to notice. That was my first clue that it was a dream, I didn't get shot." "You have some filthy dreams, Simon." Kaylee told him. "Just one more thing I love about you. Such a sweet, proper fella with a dirty mind." She sat up and felt her thighs rub together, sticky and coated. "Speakin' of dirty, I think it might be time for a shower." Simon pushed himself up out of the chair and offered her his hand. "Sounds good." As she slid off the table, he saw her wince. "Are you sore, baobei?" "A little." Kaylee admitted. She saw the look of concern on his face and quickly added. "In a good way, of course. Besides, it's well worth it." She gasped when he scooped her up in his arms and started to carry her out of the room. "Oh, and this is worth it, too." _________________________ In the shower next to the passenger dorms, Simon held Kaylee up against the wall with one arm around her waist. At first, she protested that she could stand up on her own, but she didn't really mind having him dote on her. And truthfully, her legs were feeling a bit shaky. She curled against him and closed her eyes as he trailed a wet washcloth over her skin, between her breasts and down her stomach, making her shiver with anticipation. Simon kissed her softly as he slipped the washcloth between her thighs, ghosting over her still-throbbing center with only as much pressure as he needed to clean her sensitive flesh. She shuddered at his touch, instinctively pushing down against his hand, whimpering when he pulled away. Still holding her up with one hand on her hip, Simon slowly knelt down in front of Kaylee and ran the wash cloth down the inside of her leg, all the way to her ankle, wiping her clean before moving back up the other leg. He did his best to ignore the scent of her, inches away from his face, and the sweet little gasps and murmurs that escaped her lips. He was getting hard again, and Kaylee was now rocking her hips toward him and panting heavily. Her hands gripped his shoulders, trying to pull him up. "Simon, please." "Not just yet." He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her hip. He knew she must be sore, and even though he was hard and ready, he wanted to give her more time to recover. "I don't want to hurt you." "You won't." Kaylee whimpered. "I want you, now." Simon grasped her waist and pulled her closer, then slipped his tongue between her wet folds, flicking her clit. He stroked her center with his fingertips, pressing gently, not penetrating. Kaylee moaned, frustrated. His tongue and fingers could do amazing things to her, but she wanted more. She slapped his shoulder lightly. "You're not too sore?" He asked, looking up at her. "Not half as sore as you're gonna be if you don't get up here." She said, winking at him. Simon grinned as he stood up. He could never say no to Kaylee, especially when he wanted her as much as she clearly wanted him. He lifted her up and gently braced her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him and braced herself with her hands on the walls of the shower stall and sank down, taking him in slowly. She was a little sore and tender, but the slight discomfort was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure. They clung to each other as they started moving, letting every sensation build up and wash over them. Simon wasn't sure what was more arousing, the feel of Kaylee's body sheathing and squeezing him, or the look of love and ecstasy in her eyes. One year of knowing her, loving her, and he didn't think he would ever get used to the way she made him feel. Even the little things, the look in her eyes when she saw him, the way she had always treated him and his sister with such kindness and compassion. Hell, the way she treated just about everyone with kindness and compassion. She was an amazing woman, and the fact that she loved him and wanted him was something he hoped he would never get used to, he never wanted to take for granted. "I love you, Simon." Kaylee whispered, almost as if she knew what he was thinking. She began to mewl and gasp with every thrust, grinding down onto him. When she felt his lips on that sensitive spot on her throat, sucking firmly, and his fingers stroke her clit, she came apart. Her orgasm was softer this time, but longer, waves that started inside her and spread out over her entire body. She surfaced just in time to hear Simon shout her name, then felt the searing heat of his release pulsing deep inside her. Unable to stand upright for another second, Simon slumped back against the opposite wall and sank to the floor, cradling Kaylee's trembling body against his. "Oh..." She sighed as his softening cock slipped out of her. "So much for takin' a shower, just to get dirty all over again." Simon kissed her forehead and reached behind her to grab the discarded washcloth, running it over her inner thighs and her dripping heat. She winced a little harder than she had before. "Sore?" "A little more than I thought I was, I guess." Kaylee replied, yawning. "The kinda sore that comes from really good sexin'. Mostly I'm just sleepy, though." "Yeah, so am I." Simon admitted, feeling his eyelids droop. "Then let's get you to bed." Kaylee said. "You've earned a nice, long nap." ____________________ Somehow, they made it to Kaylee's room, leaning on each other. When Simon woke up some time later, he realized that hadn't even closed the door before crawling into the bed and falling asleep. Kaylee was curled up on top of him, clasped tightly in his arms with her head on his chest. Her hair, still damp from their shower, was spread out across her back and his shoulder, and he could feel the full length of her soft, warm body pressed against him. He didn't want to wake her, but he couldn't resist gently running one hand down the length of her spine, coming to rest on the small of her back. "I'm awake already." She murmured, without opening her eyes. "Woke up a couple minutes ago." Simon turned his head to see the clock next to the bed. "We've been asleep about four hours." "The others won't be back for a few more." Kaylee whispered, trailing one finger down his neck. "We got more time to rest." She looked rested her chin on her arms, folded across his chest. "Can't believe it's been a year." "Quite a year." Simon said. "Why did you wait for me, Kaylee? I was such a...a boob for those first eight months, and you didn't give up on me." "I just knew, somehow, that you would be worth the wait." Kaylee told him, grinning. "And not just the sex, either, although I got no complaints there." "Well, no." Simon agreed. "We are pretty amazing together. I shouldn't have waited so long." "You had a lot of other stuff on your mind." Kaylee pointed out. "Hell, what our luck was like, if we'd have gotten it together sooner something probably woulda happened to River while we were sexin'. Then we would have both felt so bad we wouldn't have wanted to have sex with anyone for a while, let alone each other." "Yeah, I guess." Simon muttered, not meeting her eyes. Kaylee winced, thinking she had said something wrong. "Simon, I'm sorry, I didn't-" He pressed a finger to her lips. "No, it's okay, don't apologize. It's not you. It's just...God, Kaylee, I love you so much, more than I ever thought I could love anyone, and I am happier than I have ever been in my entire life. And the price of my happiness is my little sister's sanity, her childhood, everything that the Alliance did to her..." "Shh." Kaylee cut him off with a soft kiss. "You couldn't have stopped what happened to her any sooner than you did. And she's doing so much better now. And I think she's happy, too." "She is." Simon admitted. "In fact, I don't think I've ever seen her so happy. Even before she went to the Academy." "Well, see? She's safe now, and she's happy." Kaylee gently caressed his cheek. "And that's because of you. Because you were willing to give up everything you ever knew to protect her. Not everyone would do that. So I'd say at the very least you deserve to be happy." Simon sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Maybe I do deserve to be happy. But I'm not sure what I ever did to deserve you." "I love you." Kaylee replied. "That's more'n enough." "I love you, too." Simon whispered against her ear. "I just hope I can always be enough for you. I want to take care of you. And someday, when things are a little more stable, a little safer, I want nothing more than to have a family with you." Kaylee melted at his words and lay her head on his shoulder. "We'll make such pretty babies someday. With your pretty eyes." "Only if they've got your amazing smile." Simon bargained. "I can picture you, pregnant with my baby. You'll be so beautiful." "I'll be so fat." Kaylee said. "And probably all clumsy and crazy, too." "You'll be beautiful." Simon insisted. "You're always beautiful." "You're a weirdo sometimes, you know that?" Kaylee teased affectionately. "I'm your weirdo." Simon pulled her against him and lay her down, lowering his lips to hers. "Yeah, you are." Kaylee sighed between soft, sweet kisses that quickly became more heated. "Mine." She reached down between them and stroked his rising erection lightly, teasing him until he was fully hard in her hand. "Are you still sore?" He asked through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to take her hard and fast. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. "Not really." Kaylee assured him. "You?" "I'm fine." Simon reached down between them and slipped a finger into her, watching her face for any signs of discomfort. She just moaned and bucked against him, slicking his hand with the proof of her need. When he withdrew his hand and pushed the tip of his cock against her, though, she moved her hand down to stop him. "What's wrong?" "Not here." She gasped out. Pushing him off of her, she slid out of the bed and stood up, holding out her hand. At his confused look, she rolled her eyes. "Come on, Simon, you can have me in bed any time. How often do we got the whole ship to ourselves?" "Fair enough." Simon stood up and took her hand. "Where did you have in mind?" ___________________________ "You are out of your mind." Simon laughed as Kaylee pushed him down in the pilot's chair. Mal's chair, now. "And you love it." She replied. "Just think, next time he's being Cap'n Meanie, won't thinking about him sittin' in this chair make you feel better?" Simon stared at her for a moment before laughing again, shaking his head. "You are devious." Kaylee straddled his lap. "And you love that, too." Kissing him hard, she wrapped her hand around his length and slipped down over him, sighing as he filled her. She was so sensitive that there was some discomfort, but it faded as her body adjusted. "Yeah, I do." Simon groaned, letting his head fall back. He held her hips, guiding her but letting her set the pace as she started moving, lifting up and then twisting down onto him. Already close, Kaylee slid up and down a few more times, then stopped and stood up. The way Simon looked at her almost reminded her of a kicked puppy. Until she leaned back against the console and beckoned to him. "Won't that hurt?" He asked. "All those buttons and switches pressing into your back? Here." Placing his hands on her waist, he turned her around and bent her over the console. "Ooh." Kaylee sucked in a breath as his slickened cock pressed against her. "Okay." She moaned as he slid inside her from behind, striking deep. She braced herself against the console and rocked back against him, purring and panting. Her body was still stimulated and sensitive from all of her previous orgasms, and she knew it wouldn't take her long to come again. "Kaylee." Simon said her name over and over as he leaned down and pressed his lips against the back of her neck, then ran his hands around her body to cup her breasts, pinching her nipples lightly, then a little harder when she moaned in response. "Oh God, Simon!" Kaylee gasped out. He slid one hand down to pinch her clit, and she just about lost it. Her release was coming on fast now, she was crying out and getting wetter with every thrust. His pace was steady, keeping her right on the edge without pushing her over. "Faster, please." He responded immediately, taking her faster, rubbing her sex with the same rhythm. "That's it, Kaylee." He whispered in her ear. "Let go." His words were her undoing, and her arms shook and gave out as she climaxed, wailing out his name. He thrust into her once, twice more, then groaned softly as he flooded her body, her spasms milking every last drop from him. He fell back into the chair, holding Kaylee against him, still buried inside her. Sighing, she leaned back against his solid chest. "Happy anniversary." She whispered. "That's an understatement." Simon replied, still catching his breath. "We should think about getting back to bed. The others might be back soon." "Can't move yet." Kaylee murmured, gasping as he brushed his lips against her neck and shoulder. "I'll carry you." Simon tried to push himself up out of the chair. "As soon as I can move." ________________________