Title: Almost Normal - Missing scene from Part 1

Rating: NC-17

Synopsis: Simon and Kaylee return to their bunk a little intoxicated.

Pairing: Simon/Kaylee

Notes: This wouldn't fit well into the actual story, so its being posted seperately.

Timeframe: Takes place a few months after the movie, Serenity.

Disclaimer: This story is not meant to infringe on the copyright of any person or company related to the trademarked characters and situations depicted in the Serenity movie or Firefly series. I make no money from this. OnIy done for fun - and a desperate craving to have more stories told about this wonderful ‘verse Joss Whedon created.

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He could hear the laughs following them all the way to his bunk and Simon winced at what he imagined would be akin to the Spanish Inquisition in the morning. But any further thought was driven from his mind when they stepped into his room and Kaylee’s hands started moving excitedly across his abdomen – under his sweater.

He groaned and bent to kiss her, pulling her against his chest and trapping her hands between them. He reached out to slide the door closed just as her hands slid down to cup him urgently through his pants. He was lost at that point, luckily remembering to even shut the door before his body responded to her urgent caress.

“You’re really hot, sweetie,” Kaylee breathed between breathless kisses.

“That’s the alcohol.”

“Oh, no its not.” She pulled him further into the room and quickly lifted his sweater over his head.

He didn’t see where she’d tossed it, and he really didn’t care when her cool, talented fingers flattened themselves across his chest. He grunted when she deftly unfastened his pants and slid them down his legs, briefly wondering how long this little interlude could possibly last. The urgency in her touch and her breathless whispers had hardened him instantly.

She nibbled urgently on his bottom lip as he fumbled for the zipper to her coveralls. Once he’d found it, he pushed it down and hooked his fingers around her backside, squeezing firmly and pulling her against him. Kaylee moaned against his mouth and shifted her hips, which only caused him to swell harder. She helped him remove the material, tossing the offending garment into a darkened corner of the room as his hands slid urgently beneath her flowery top to cup her breasts.

When his fingers passed over her nipples, it excited him beyond words to find them already hard. Despite wanting to go slow, to draw out the passion and the pleasure, he knew it wasn’t going to happen – not tonight. Not when she was pressed so tightly against him and kissing him with such abandon.

He reached around her and quickly unfastened the lace bra she had recently told him she’d gotten to wear for a special occasion. He’d joked then that it looked new and she’d laughed only to tell him that he had been that occasion for which she had been saving the pretty under thing.

They kissed urgently and groped frantically, the need burning between them almost painful in its intensity. As he backed her against the bed, she leaned back immediately, parting her legs and beckoning him with a tug of her hands.

“Can’t wait. Not tonight,” Kaylee breathed, sliding her hands down to wrap firmly around his swelling length. “Inside me, Simon. Now. Please.”

Simon groaned and pressed her into the mattress. It aroused him beyond words when she told him what she wanted. He briefly considered dipping his hands down to her, to check, to make sure she was ready for him. But her hands on him, stroking, tightening, and the urgency in her kiss and caress, caused him to kneel between her thighs and sink completely into her with one fluid movement.

He groaned against her neck, feeling her slick, tightness surround him, draw him in and clamp onto him as if her body was made for him and only him.

She lifted her legs, tightening them around his back, and arched sharply, urging him to move. “Faster, Simon. Please.” She couldn’t take any further delay. She wanted to feel him moving inside her, thrusting hard and fast. Her body was so sensitive, her senses heightened.

They moved as one, panting and stroking, urgently gripping and thrusting against one another, striving to reach that peak that was cresting far too soon. Kaylee cried out against his shoulder first, the waves of her release leaving her trembling violently. She held onto his shoulders, raked her nails down his back, as she struggled to keep from wailing his name too loudly. It wouldn’t do for everyone on the ship to hear how much she enjoyed bein’ sexed.

The feel of her shuddering around him, clenching and squeezing, drove Simon over the edge and he thrust against her just once more before spilling into her.

They collapsed in a tangled mass on the bed, breathing heavily, trembling as the last bits of their release coursed through their bodies. The last thing Simon remembered was drawing the covers over them before settling Kaylee into his arms and falling into a deep, post coital and alcohol induced slumber.

END