Title: Girl Talk Rating: NC-17 Synopsis: The girls have a night to themselves and Kaylee comes to bed more than a little tipsy. Timeline: Takes place the day after ‘A Special Day’ and 1 year after Serenity, the movie. Notes: Next part of a series beginning with : And So It Begins, Kiss Me, Coming Together, Tell Me, What’s Proper?, Tears ,Peekaboo, Impatient, Waking Up is Hard to Do, The Talk, I See You, Exhaustion,.Moving Day, Celebration, Surprise , Vacation, Reunion, Manipulation, Baby Talk, A First Time for Everything, The Way It Is, A Special Day, Girl Talk 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. Only done for fun – and a desperate craving to have more stories told about this wonderful ‘verse Joss Whedon created.

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Giggles emanated from inside the shuttle as Zoe, River, Kaylee and Inara sat inside talking about the recent news. Zoe didn’t normally participate in their girl talks, but Kaylee had begged and the first mate couldn’t find it in her heart to refuse.

None of the men even dared to go near the shuttle, including Simon – who knew he’d get the highlights from Kaylee later anyway.

“So how did he do it?” Inara asked with a genuinely curious smile.

River giggled and Kaylee playfully slapped at her shoulder as she sipped some warm sake. River obviously knew and would probably tease Simon mercilessly for weeks when she finally found the most embarrassing way to tell him she knew.

Zoe raised an eyebrow, sensing something of a secret between the younger girls.

“What?” Inara glanced between the two, wondering what she’d said.

“Well –” Kaylee flushed, cheeks turning pink as she remembered how Simon had proposed.

“Is this something that is going to embarrass Simon?” Inara asked with an amused grin.

River smiled proudly. “Oh yes.”

Inara leaned back, content to hear more. “Then by all means continue.”

“Well, we was in bed. Kinda finished, but just snugglin’. And he just gets up and gets the ring from somewhere.” Kaylee’s expression turned dreamy. “And he was just kneelin’ in front of me and started babbling and –“

“That’s my brother,” River said with a sigh and a roll of the eyes. She took a sip out of her cup and wrinkled her nose, not quite understanding how anyone could drink this hideous stuff.

“Oh, but it was romantic!” Kaylee grabbed River’s hand. “And finally he just asked me. It was so amazin’. I just crawled out of bed and hugged him.”

“How – original.” Zoe deadpanned with a small grin tugging at the corner of her lips. “Asking you to marry him while kneeling naked in front of you." Kaylee giggled. "It was sexy."

Inara sighed wistfully. "I suppose it was."

“Yeah.” Kaylee leaned against River, who wrapped her long, bony arms around her soon-to-be sister-in-law.

“So have you talked about a ceremony at all? Planned anything?” Inara asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, no. Nothin’ like that. We don’t really –“ Kaylee shrugged, for the first time hesitating to bring up one of Simon’s insecurities. He’d finally confessed to her that he hadn’t asked her sooner because he was afraid he had nothing to offer. River was right. He was such a boob. All she ever wanted was him.

“He doesn’t have anything to give her,” River said, knowing all about her brother’s foolish insecurities. “No fancy wedding, or dress or pretty place for the ceremony. It’s hard for him.” She regarded Kaylee sadly. “He wants to give you so much but – he doesn’t have anything anymore.” Because of her. She didn’t need to say the words. They all knew it.

Kaylee’s eyes welled with tears. “Oh, River. He don’t need to give me anything. “

“He knows that but he’s old fashioned.” River’s voice had changed as well. And it was clear that she was sad to have taken Simon away from everything he had known, all the wealth he would have to give a wife if he hadn’t come for her. “He’s such a boob.”

“Well, with all of us put together, we should be able to give you two a wedding you won’t ever forget.” Inara hugged Kaylee tightly and even Zoe nodded in agreement.

River’s smile wavered but the excitement burning in Kaylee’s eyes made her push the melancholy thoughts away.

~*~

Simon closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep when Kaylee came in. He listened as she shed her clothes and then climbed into bed, thinking fleetingly about how much he loved that she slept in the nude.

“Have a good evening?” he said into the darkness.

“You’re awake!” Kaylee snuggled into his arms and kissed his mouth.

Simon licked his lips. “You’ve been drinking.”

“Uh huh.” Kaylee dragged her nails down his bare chest.

Simon tightened his arm around her shoulders. “Tastes good.”

“Have some more.” Kaylee’s eyes sparkled in the darkness as she leaned up and kissed him again, this time pushing her tongue into his mouth.

“Mmm,” Simon groaned against her mouth, feeling his body respond as her fingers traced the waistband of his sweatpants. He reached over with his other hand and cupped her cheek, splaying his fingers along her neck and the back of her head, drawing her closer.

The kiss deepened and he pulled her closer, drinking from her lips as if he were wandering through a desert and she was the only source of water.

Kaylee tugged at his pants. “These need to come off.”

“Mmm hmm.” Simon watched with darkening eyes as she slid down his body, drawing the sweatpants with her. She teetered on the edge of the bed and he sat up, reaching for her before she fell off the end.

Kaylee giggled as he pulled her back up and into his arms. “You’re really drunk.”

“Uh huh.” Kaylee wiggled against him and reached down to give his hardening length a few short, quick strokes. But she let go a moment later, and rolled away from him, standing on shaky legs.

Simon reached for her, struggling to be concerned when he was, in reality, painfully aroused. “Kaylee –“

“I know what you want. Have ta come an get it this time.” She backed away from the bed and shot him a come hither look that sent a jolt of desire straight into his groin.

Simon swallowed thickly as he slowly slid out of bed and stalked toward her. “You’re a terrible tease when you’re drunk.”

Her eyes raked down his lean, lithe form, and her lip curled appreciatively as they settled on his burgeoning arousal standing out from his body. “And you’re gorgeous standin’ in front a me all naked and aroused.”

His own heated gaze swept down over her sensuous curves. “You’re looking pretty –“ he stopped and grinned, remembering his own drunken comments in that bar on Canton, “– pretty, yourself.”

Kaylee laughed, clearly remembering that night, and launched herself into his arms, kissing him passionately and thrusting her tongue into his mouth with such force that he was instantly breathless.

Simon wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly against his chest. After a few moments, they parted and she slipped out of his arms again. He watched as she knelt against the bed and glanced over her shoulder, summoning him wordlessly with a single, heated look.

Simon stared at her, his jaw slack, but when she parted her thighs and he could see her already glistening folds, he wasted no time in crossing the distance between them. He held her hips in his hands and she pressed all of her weight backward, trusting him to hold her, trusting that she would meet with the resistance she so desperately craved.

Kaylee gasped when she felt his rigid length press against her wetness and then plunge to the hilt with one sharp thrust of his hips. “Oh, that’s good,” Kaylee whimpered as Simon just held her and pushed deep.

With one hand he reached around her and rubbed at that sensitive bundle of nerves, tearing a long, loud groan from her lips. After only a few passes of his fingers, she came quickly, her body tightening around him, clenching him, rippling around his rigid length. Her forehead dropped to the mattress for a few long moments as she came down from the rapturous high.

All the while Simon continued to move against her from behind, long, steady thrusts stoking the burning ember into a hot, uncontrollable fire. Long, talented fingers slipped into her as he leaned over her and fastened his lips to the back of her neck. He could feel the tremors race through her body as he sucked on the delicate, sensitive skin.

“Harder, Simon,” Kaylee demanded, pushing back against him. She was dizzy, from the sake and the exquisite sexin’ but she wanted more. She was so much more sensitive when she had been drinking. The alcohol made her body twinge at the slightest touch.

Simon groaned against her neck feeling her body encase him, tug at him. His fingers stretched her from the front as he thrust into her from behind, each snap of his hips pushing his hand against her swollen clit.

Kaylee grunted his name and Simon dropped his forehead to her shoulder, panting. He slid one hand under her thigh and lifted it, changing their positions ever so slightly. She rested her foot on the bed now and he bent her over trailing his tongue up her spine as his he thrust hard; long deep strokes that shook them both to the core.

Kaylee could feel him tense behind her, and then his mouth closed over her neck and he groaned, her body muffling the incredibly arousing sound. She murmured his name and reached back to tug his hand from her thigh, placing his fingers over her clit and rubbing against them urgently.

Simon understood, even through the pre-orgasmic haze that surrounded his mind, and flattened his hand against her, sliding one finger in to join his throbbing length and rubbing the palm of his hand against her swollen nub at the same time.

“Simon. God. Please,” Kaylee panted and she leaned her head back against his shoulder and cried out when her release poured over and through her.

He murmured in her ear, stroking her until she was nearly boneless from the force of her release. His hands held her against him as he bent his knees and thrust up against her, feeling the all too familiar pressure building at the base of his spine.

Kaylee tilted her head and kissed him, sucking his tongue into her mouth as his length pulsed inside her. She could feel it, the short jerk of his hips, the tremble of his body as he neared release. It was all familiar now, after a year of sharing his bed. But it never got old; the euphoric high that swept through her heart when she felt him groan against her, calling out her name, the swell of him stretching her and the sweet heat spilling into her as he lost that rigid control.

Simon rested his forehead against her shoulder as he tried to regain his composure. His hands slid up to cup her breasts, fingers teasing the sensitive nipples ever so slightly.

She could feel his hot breath on her skin and his warm lips as they moved gently against the nape of her neck, sending thrilling chills down her spine. He was still inside her and she pressed back against him, not ready to let him go.

He groaned at her clenching and held her tightly for a moment before reaching around her to pull their pillows down for her to lean on as he bent her over the bed once again.

Kaylee whimpered when he slipped out of her, but then groaned when she felt his fingers replace his spent length. She pushed against his hand, fully aware that she was slicking his fingers with her release and his. “Simon –“

His voice was warm, silky and hot against her ear. “This is going to be an anniversary you’ll never forget.”

Kaylee didn’t bother to remind him their anniversary was yesterday.

But as if he could hear her thoughts, he nibbled on her ear, slowly drawing his tongue around the lobe. “Doesn’t matter if it was yesterday.”

She found herself unable to respond as he pushed another finger inside her, stretching her pleasantly. She felt him move behind her, but was so consumed in the feel of his fingers working in her, that she gasped when she felt a large, cool object probe at her wetness. She glanced over her shoulder and found him smiling at her.

“I always wanted to use this with you.” His voice was deep with arousal, his eyes full of mischief.

“Where – how – you get that?” Kaylee knew exactly what he held between her nether lips. She hadn’t used it in over a year. Not when she had the real thing to keep her satisfied now. She didn’t even know what had happened to it.

“When you moved in here, we cleaned out your bunk. You should have seen River’s eyes when she held it up and asked me why you had this.” Simon’s deep chuckle reverberated down her spine and straight to her groin. It was embarrassing at the time but he had loosened up quite a bit in the last year.

“Oh, God.” Kaylee felt herself blushing, not for herself – mostly, but for Simon who had been there to see River, of all people, find it. She whimpered when he pushed the object further, filling her.

He used both hands on her now, one guiding the object, the other expertly moving his fingers against her sex, bringing her up to another exquisite peak. When he had pushed it as far as it would go, he turned it on, and the low thrum and vibration reverberating through her sensitive parts spiraled her closer to another orgasm. She cried out into the mattress and pushed her hips against his hand, needing, craving, the fullness of the object inside her.

His fingers slick with her wetness, he twirled them around her nipples, pinching and squeezing until she bucked against him. Her body trembled and clenched around him as the first wave of her release ripped through her. She cried out his name, screaming as he pulled the vibrating object out of her and settled it against her swollen clit, swirling it around the already sensitive nub. She collapsed against the pillows, panting, her body shaking and her vision blurring.

Simon set the object onto the bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. Trailing fluttering kisses down her back, he carefully rolled her over, holding her weakened legs so they didn’t hang painfully over the bed. He smiled down at her as she gazed up at him, her whole body throbbing.

She felt him wrap her legs around his hips and watched with darkening eyes as his fingers slid around his semi-hard length and stroked it expertly. Her mouth watered as she watched him manipulate the flesh until it had reached its full size again. She groaned when he positioned himself at her dripping entrance and slid easily inside.

She reached up toward him, beckoning him, and as his hands left his own heated arousal, they traveled up the outside of her thighs, to her waist before coming up to cup her breasts.

He bent down and took one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking urgently, his fingers twisting and pinching the other. He alternated from one to the other as Kaylee’s arms slid around his shoulders, holding him tightly.

As his thrusts became more urgent, stronger, his hands snaked down to her waist again to pull her tighter against him. They slid beneath her backside and lifted her to meet each thrust and she could do nothing but lie there and look up at him, her boneless body refusing to cooperate in any way other than to move with and against him to create the most exquisite friction.

A wicked thought entered her mind as her hip brushed against her former favorite toy. When her fingers curled around it and she lifted it into Simon’s line of vision she licked her lips when his eyes widened. She turned it on and slid it over her nipples and down, slowly inching her way toward her swollen clit.

Simon could feel the thrumming object through her and as she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, his own body hummed, driving him ever closer to another release. When she tilted the object so that it touched his own rigid length each time he slid out of her, he thought he would lose his mind. His body jerked sharply and he could feel his groin tighten in response.

With the movement of the thrumming object dictated by Simon’s thrusts, it wasn’t long before a mutual orgasm ripped through their flushed bodies. Kaylee cried out his name, pressing her head into the mattress and Simon arched his back and head shouting loudly as his cock erupted, spurting hotly into her.

He collapsed atop her and she weakly wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “God, Kay. That was –“

“Incredible,” she finished for him, brushing her lips against his. She let the object roll out of her hands as she clutched him, mouth clinging to his as their kiss deepened.

She was exhausted, and she knew he was too. But she didn’t want to lose the feel of his weight on her, pressing her into the bed. They held each other for a long while, lying in the awkward position, simply enjoying the closeness and their mutual exhaustion.

After a while, Simon shifted her into a more comfortable position and joined her in bed, settling her into his arms and pressing his mouth into her neck. Sleep claimed them quickly and soon the only sounds echoing through the room were the thrum of the engine and the beat of two contented hearts.

~*~

“Says the wrong thing, Crazy.” Jayne leaned heavily on his crutches as he and River stood staring up at the colorful sign dangling from Simon and Kaylee’s very closed and very locked – River checked – door.

“No it doesn’t.”

“Sure it does. Should say ‘Do not disturb. Sexin’ goin’ on here.’”

“Not anymore, they’re asleep,” River whispered, glaring at him with a look that told him he’d better keep his voice down.

“Too late, huh?” Jayne did nothing to hide his disappointment.

River blinked at him and shook her head. “Didn’t you hear their screams echo down the hallway a few minutes ago? Really, Jayne, You’ve been firing your guns too close to your eardrums.”

Jayne scowled as she walked away, presumably to make another sign, and frowned one more time at the closed door before limping around the corner to follow the late night sound coming from the cargo bay.

He leaned against the wall and squinted into the darkness until he could make out the familiar form of the Captain trying to walk quietly toward Inara’s shuttle. Jayne let out a small huff of annoyance at everyone on the boat gettin’ sexed but him.

As Inara’s door opened and closed, River’s voice floated down around his ears. “Not just you.”

Jayne jumped and glanced around the bay, wondering where the little mischief maker was hiding. “Git out here, Crazy or I’m tellin’ your brother you’ve been spying on him.”

“You do and I’ll tell the Captain you followed him tonight,” came the rather unconcerned-sounding voice from above him. “I think he’d be more mad you than Simon would be at me.”

Jayne let out a string of Chinese that would have made the most hardy space pirate blush and hobbled off toward his bed. Simon was right, again, much to Jayne’s distaste at admitting such a fact. River really was a brat.

END