Title: Private Time Rating: NC-17 Synopsis: Kaylee and Simon's honeymoon. Timeline: Takes place 16 months 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, The Gift, Breaking It In, Making Plans, Friends and Enemies, Where I Belong , Private Time 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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Chinese lanterns lit the pathway to the secluded cottage, casting a redish hue on the stone beneath their feet. It was late, they were just a little intoxicated, and a lot tired, and more than excited and relieved for the day to be over.

The attendant left them on the doorstep of the old Chinese home, its sliding door already open to receive the newly married couple.

Kaylee had since shed the elaborate headdress, Inara taking it and returning it to the room they shared at the main house. But the dress, Simon’s eyes swept down the silk, she would wear until he removed it.

“Gonna carry me?” Kaylee turned into his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Simon dipped his head and kissed her gently. “Of course. It’s tradition, after all.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her into the front room, smiling as she pressed her cheek to his.

Kaylee shimmied out of Simon’s embrace almost as soon as he’d crossed the threshold but left her arms wrapped around his neck. She toyed with the ends of his hair, and shot him a sunny smile when she felt a tremor rush down his body at the contact. He looked so swai in that outfit, it almost pained her to remove it. But, she knew he looked even better without it. If she felt the urge at a later date, she could ask him to put it on again, just so she could remove it – again.

Simon’s hands were at her waist as they stood there and simply looked at one another as if it was the very last time they would ever do so.

Kaylee knew he wanted to kiss her, knew he would the moment those pretty blue eyes swept down her face and stopped at her mouth. She gasped when his hands flattened against her lower back and pulled her closer. Her tongue darted out to touch his lips and she moaned when he tugged it into his mouth to suck on it lightly.

Content to stand in his arms for a moment, Kaylee simply lost herself in his kiss, in the feel of his arms as they tightened around her. But after a few moments, clothing felt restricting. She needed to touch him, feel the muscle ripple beneath her fingertips. Eager to reach her husband’s skin, Kaylee started unfastening the frog clasps that held the front of his coat closed.

Simon simply stood there and let Kaylee part the fabric, pushing it over his shoulders to pool on the floor. His eyes darkened with arousal as she moved onto the next layer, unwrapping the sash and unfastening those frog clasps just as quickly and efficiently. He briefly wondered if Inara had instructed her as to the quickest method of divesting him of the elegant material.

All too soon, and not soon enough, he was bare to the waist, the lantern light casting dancing shadows across his pale skin. Simon wrapped his arms around Kaylee and backed her out of the room. He knew the relative layout of these cottages, they tended to be replicas of those on Shinon, and from designs found on Earth-that-Was. He only hoped that there would be a real bed in one of the rooms and not the traditional mat one would normally find.

He was not disappointed as they rounded the corner and stared into the open, airy room. A nice, large, fluffy bed covered with all manner of finery sat in the center, strategically placed so that one could lie there and look out into a private garden.

“Oh‘s beautiful!” Kaylee squealed as she turned out of his arms and looked around the room, her words only slightly slurred.

“Not nearly as beautiful as my wife.” Simon said, placing a kiss at the corner of her mouth before trailing down her neck. From his position behind her, his fingers carefully found a few strategically placed frog clasps and slowly loosed them.

Kaylee leaned back against his bare chest and closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his hands on her, slowly releasing her body from the rather well-fitting dress. His mouth trailed after the material, licking and sucking on the soft skin as he slowly drew it over her shoulders.

“Say that again,” Kaylee sighed as his mouth returned to its previous spot and found that delicate place on her neck. She could feel him smile and then nuzzle the skin with his cheek.

“Which part?” His voice was husky with arousal, which sent tremors of delight right down her spine. “The part where I called you the most beautiful creature in the ‘verse or the part where I called you my wife?”

“Oh. Both.” She rubbed her backside against him and enjoyed the feel of the bulge straining against his silk pants.

He turned her around and cupped her cheeks in his hands. His eyes were soft and tender but beneath them burned a simmering fire that needed very little stroking to become a roaring blaze. “You are the most beautiful woman in the ‘verse, Kaylee Tam.”

“Love you,” Kaylee whispered as he tilted her head up and kissed her. Her hands dropped to his waist as they kissed and she quickly pushed his pants to his ankles. She smiled against his mouth when one roaming hand found his already very hard length and gave it a few long, tight strokes.

“Don’t want to wait, Simon.” Kaylee pulled him toward the bed. She could feel her own wetness coating the insides of her thighs, she wanted him so badly. Her body throbbed at the thought. Why she’d agreed not to sleep with him last night to observe a tradition, she would never understand. But Inara had insisted and the couple had reluctantly agreed.

“We have three days,” Simon said with a grin as she lay back on the bed and drew him down with her. He didn’t want to rush this, not their first time as husband and wife. But her eager eyes and her sure, firm grip on him convinced him it was a losing battle.

He settled between her legs and braced most of his weight on his hands while her fingertips danced down his chest. When he reached between them to make sure she was ready, he groaned deeply, as his probing fingers were slicked instantly with her wetness.

Her own hand fisted around him and drew him close, their lips barely touching, their breath mingling. Simon leaned forward, letting her join their bodies. She whimpered when he slid into her and she immediately snapped her hips up to drive him deep.

Simon squeezed his eyes shut as the sweet, hot tightness of her enveloped him. He dropped his forehead to her shoulder and concentrated, trying desperately not to let this end too soon. He was so painfully hard that just the feel of her body clenching and squeezing him was nearly too much. And when her hands squeezed his shoulders and then slid into his hair, he had to reach up and remove them. He couldn’t take that, not right now.

Kaylee giggled remembering that she had been more than a little surprised, not to mention thrilled, to find that it aroused him greatly when she played with his hair. After more than a year of sharing his bed, she knew all of his weaknesses and took great joy in exploiting them.

Kaylee tightened her legs around his hips and urged him to move, pleased with the small grunts he made against her throat. Inara had warned her that he probably wouldn’t last long the first time tonight. Apparently, this was quite common for a man on their wedding night. Seeing, and feeling, him now she was certain of that. She didn’t mind, they had three days of privacy, and the rest of their lives.

“Let go, sweetie. It’s okay.” She brushed her lips against his cheek and urged him to move with a gentle rolling of her hips.

“Kaylee – I can’t –“ he groaned as his body betrayed him. He hadn’t moved since entering her, he knew he wouldn’t last. He could feel the pressure already building. He wanted to wait, he wanted to bring her pleasure but as she clenched her body around him, he knew it was not to be. He listened to her soft mewls of pleasure as he pulled back and then sharply snapped his hips forward.

His eyes crossed and his grip on her wrists weakened as each hard thrust drove him ever so closer to release. When she pulled her hands from his grasp and pushed one into his hair and wrapped another around his shoulders, he was lost.

The short nails of one hand scraped along his back while the fingers in his hair tugged mercilessly at the dark, silky strands, making him cry out from the overwhelming pleasure of it all. Kaylee met each of his short, quick thrusts and whispered sexily in his ear as his body tensed and his cock erupted, hotly slicking her inner walls even further. Kaylee squealed and rolled her hips against him, delighting in the feel of the quick, hot pulsing inside her. She turned her head and pressed her lips to his temple before hugging him close as he leaned heavily against her, his strength sapped.

After a few moments, Simon leaned up on his forearms and smiled shakily at his wife, an apologetic look on his face.

But Kaylee anticipated the apology and pressed a finger to his lips. “We have the rest of our loves, honey.”

Simon kissed the finger and leaned back on his knees, gazing down at Kaylee’s damp, flushed body. He trailed his fingers lightly over her breasts, stopping to pinch and rub her nipples before venturing further. When he reached behind him and unhooked her ankles, she gasped when he parted her legs widely and shimmied down the bed.

Kaylee trembled when she could feel his hot breath on her skin and she scrunched her eyes shut, waiting, for that pretty mouth to close around her at any moment. She could feel him kiss the inside of her thigh, and then felt him probe her already slick entrance with his fingers.

She whimpered and arched her hips, wanting him to bring her to release with his mouth. She mewled long and loud when his tongue darted out and circled her swollen clit. His fingers mimicked the joining of their bodies, pushing deep, spreading against her inner walls.

By the time his mouth closed over her clit, the tightness in her groin was near the snapping point. For one brief moment, time stood still and she felt herself floating along weightless as wave after wave of tremors ripped through her body. His mouth was relentless as it licked and sucked at her, drawing every moan, whimper and cry that erupted from her throat. She cried out so long and so hard that she was hoarse by the end.

But he wasn’t done, he kept touching, licking and sucking at her, lapping up her release and his until she’d reached another peak. But he didn’t let her slip over it. Not this time. He simply crawled up her body and slid into her. With no warning and no hesitation.

Kaylee gasped at the unexpected intrusion and then clenched her body around him. He filled her so wonderfully, so perfectly, that she thought she would die from the pleasure of it all.

When he wound his arms around her backside and rolled them over, she gasped and stared down at his smiling face, his passion-glazed eyes. His hands still rested at her hips, but he didn’t move again, not until she lifted herself off him and then back down, driving his rigid length deep.

She rode him hard, leaning over him so that his abdomen brushed against her already sensitive clit. When he reached between their joined bodies, she let his fingers bring her to the edge and soon she was falling again, crying out his name as her orgasm ripped shreds in her sanity. She collapsed against his chest, panting heavily and whimpering his name.

“I love you,” he breathed, pressing a kiss to her damp cheek.

When she recovered enough strength to lift her head and look down at him, she flattened her hands along the side of his face and kissed him so hard and so deep, he forgot to breathe.

Kaylee giggled when they parted, his face red and flushed from lack of oxygen. She rolled her hips against his, delighting in the feel of him still inside her. “Love you, Simon.”

She gasped when he rolled them over, still joined, and began to slowly thrust, taking his time, wanting to prolong the pleasure. Their breath mingled as they kissed, panted and clung to one another, their bodies slowly climbing, reaching and holding atop that peak.

When Simon reached down and rubbed her oversensitive clit, she arched her hips against his hand, her mouth and eyes widening as he rubbed and stroked another release from her body. She trembled as he touched her but when he pulled his hand away suddenly, she exhaled a strangled puff of air. She whimpered when he slid out of her but then gasped when he began to rub the sensitive underside of his weeping cock over her clit.

“Oh, Simon. That’s good.” She arched her hips to meet each pass of his skin on hers. Her mouth rounded as she tilted her head and watched his hand hold his firm erection tightly. Her fingers clutched the mattress as the rubbing and pressure increased until she could only whimper beneath his ministrations.

“Let go, Kaylee.” His voice was warm, tender and demanding. “Let go.”

Her eyes met his and she panted breathlessly as the tremor began at the base of her spine and spread rapidly throughout her body. She cried out as the pressure and speed of his touch ripped the release out of her, leaving her boneless and panting beneath him. He continued to touch her for a few more minutes, reveling in the involuntary twitch of her hips as his skin brushed across hers.

When he crawled up her body and straddled her waist, she licked her lips as she watched his weeping length come closer. But instead of letting her taste, he reached down and squeezed her breasts together, pinching the nipples before sliding his slick cock between the soft mounds. He squeezed them together and thrust slowly, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the exquisite sensation.

When Kaylee bent her head and thrust her tongue out to taste him at each upward motion of his hips, he groaned. He was already close and the feel of her tongue on him and her ripe, full breasts squeezing him, caused his hips to jerk sharply upward.

Simon let out a strangled cry when his cock erupted, dotting her chest and face with his seed. After a few moments, he rolled off her and reached across her body for the sheet to wipe off the mess he’d made.

Kaylee shook her head and grinned coyly at him while batting his hands away instead. She rubbed the substance into her skin, giggling when she saw his mouth round into a shocked gasp.

Kaylee reached around his neck and drew him close, her mouth ghosting weakly over his. He gently lifted her so they could settle beneath the blankets and then wrapped his arms around her. It took no time at all before they were sound asleep, safe and comfortable in one another’s arms.

TBC

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Yes, there are actually some important conversations that take place in the next two parts - it isn't just all fun sex :)