Pairing: Simon/Mal
Rating/Warnings: R.
Feedback: Would be shiny. Con-crit is much appreciated.
Notes: This was written for houses, who asked for "Five Times Simon Never Said Yes" when I posted the five things meme in my journal. * I may consider this a part one, if my muse lets me write another four..
Disclaimer: Joss owns all. He is God after all. I'm just playing, and I'll give them back as I found them when I'm done.
Word Count: 200
One Simple Word
Simon never said Yes when they'd had a fight. He never opened his mouth to say that word - to give Mal what he wanted. He never said no either, but without the Yes, the only way that Mal could be certain his attention wasn't unwanted were the reactions of Simon's body to his gentle assaults.
The gasps as Mal ran his hands over the torso of the young man and tweaked the nipples as his fingers found them - the twitch of pale skin atop well defined muscle as those same fingers deftly found their way beneath the belt line of too-loose sleep pants. The arch of hips towards Mal as the warmth given by material was swept aside by cool air was a sure sign of assent as hands moved further toward their goal. The hardness his fingers found, an even surer sign.
Just one simple word.
That was all he needed to hear. That splendid word, that when whispered in passion or screamed out in ecstasy, sent Mal tumbling towards the depths of orgasm from the intensity of it all.
A word that gave Simon all of the control that was usually his.
Just one simple word.