Fic: Heated

Pairing: Simon/Kaylee

Rating: PG-13 (for suggestive language)

Spoilers: Entire series and BDM

Summary: Simon finds Kaylee a little overheated.

A/N: These three vignettes were actually part of a larger "smut" table I was writing prompts for. However, I lost steam before I finished all 100 prompts, but I did finish some that I'm proud of, so I thought I'd post them, just for fun! Enjoy!

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Heated

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Simon had never considered himself a sexual being. Not in his previous life at any rate. But in the past few months that he and Kaylee had been together, he'd found himself thinking of her, in a sexual way, at just about any time of the day or night. It was a bit embarrassing actually, especially as just the thought of her and the excited way she said his name while he was buried inside her made his pants immediately tighten. Of course, he could also think about her brushing her teeth and his body offered the same response. But despite his occasional discomfort, Simon would not trade any moment with her in an effort to go back to his strait-laced, and now he realized, depraved ways.

Walking briskly through the galley, he caught sight of River playing a game with Inara and hurried his pace, hoping she wouldn't catch on to his purpose. But with her "bratty sister radar," she skipped after him, leaning against the hatch as he started for the engine room, calling out, "Bless you!"

Not even bothering to guess at her meaning, Simon entered the warm room, and saw Kaylee, her back to him, her arms stretched high over her head as she tried to tighten or fix or break … something. Smiling a bit devilishly, Simon moved towards her and captured her around the waist, getting a startled "Oh!" from her as he swung her around.

Setting her feet on the ground, Simon wasted no time in kissing her, pressing his lips to hers gently at first and then with more passion, his hands running up her neck and cradling her cheeks.

With a sigh, Kaylee leaned into him, her arms winding around his neck, as their tongues met and their passion increased. Needing to part for air, Simon could only stare at her with desire-filled eyes before leaning towards her again and meeting – nothing. Unexpectedly, Kaylee had pulled back and Simon watched quizzically as she squinted her eyes shut, lifted her chin and let out a particularly loud sneeze. "Achoo!"

Breathing in again as she thought another sneeze might be on the way, Kaylee sighed as she realized it had just been the one, and then opened her eyes back to Simon, her look a bit tired. Simon's previous intentions had now flown out the airlock as he really looked at her. Her eyes were watering, not too surprising given the sneeze, but as he moved his hands from her cheeks to her forehead, he realized she was warm, too warm.

"Kaylee," he asked quietly, even as she pressed herself back against him and sighed with her head to his shoulder. "You feel a little hot. Are you all right?"

With a slight shrug, Kaylee was amazed at how comfortable it would be to fall asleep in Simon's arms, right here, standing up; she was really tired. "M'okay, honey," she murmured, stifling a yawn. "A lil' tired I guess."

Not convinced, Simon pulled her back from him gently and again felt her forehead; she was definitely running a fever. Tracing her jaw line with gentle hands, he danced his fingers over the glands in her neck and asked, "Does this hurt?"

Looking to him with heavy-lidded eyes, Kaylee was about to shake her head when Simon hit a sensitive spot. "Ow!" Grinning to him sheepishly, she muttered, "Yeah, I guess a little."

Frowning at her, Simon pulled the tool from her hand and dropped it on her workbench as he wrapped a strong arm around her waist and led her from the room. "All right, that's it. Time for bed."

"Really?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes still lighting with desire even though she could barely keep them open. Nuzzling her cheek into his shoulder, she said, "I like that sound o' that."

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Twenty minutes later, she was fussing and trying to get out of bed. "Simon," she pouted, pushing away his hand as he tried to take a look at her throat. "This is ridiculous, I'm fine."

Pushing her back lightly, Simon told her, "You are not fine, Kaylee. You have a cold and if you don't take care of yourself, it could turn into something worse."

Slumping back against her pillows, Kaylee had to admit she was tired and achy and her throat hurt. Sniffling as she felt her nose getting clogged, Simon looked to her and held out a tissue. "Blow," he ordered, and with a twinkle in her eyes, Kaylee took the offered rag and obeyed.

Placing a hand to her forehead, Simon watched as Kaylee's eyes again fluttered closed. By his count she had fought off sleep at least a half a dozen times in the past twenty minutes and he guessed that very soon, she would lose the battle. Watching as she settled down under her covers, he smiled a bit, as she finally allowed her eyes to stay closed and murmured, "Maybe I'll just take a little nap."

Suppressing a chuckle, Simon leaned towards her and pressed a light kiss to her flushed cheek. "I'll be back," he whispered and within moments, she was out.

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Maneuvering down the ladder into Kaylee's bunk was not the easiest thing in the world, but it was decidedly harder with a tray full of food and medicine. How Simon did it, was a wonder.

Stopping to compose himself after the harried descent, he balanced the tray in his arms and started for Kaylee's bed, pausing for a moment just to look at her. Her brown-gold hair was fanned out over her pillow, her head tilted to one side with one of her hands resting up by her face. Her cheeks were still flushed, but the pink color only seemed to enhance her natural glow and with a sigh Simon realized he was with the most beautiful girl in the 'verse.

Shaking his head to clear the reverie, he edged to the side of her bed and sat down gingerly, placing the tray on the small shelf that jutted out from the wall. Resting his hand over one of hers, he watched her sleep for quite a while until she finally roused, rolling her head towards him and blinking her eyes open.

"Simon?" she called, her voice husky from sleep and raspy from the sore throat she had.

"Yes, bao bei," he told her softly, squeezing her hand. "I'm here." Brushing some of her hair back from her face, he asked quietly, "How are you feeling?"

Opening her eyes fully, Simon saw the slightly blank expression that told him she was really sick. Turning her wide green eyes up to him, he also watched as they filled with tears while she said, "Not so good," before rolling her head into her pillow and starting to cry.

Concerned that maybe his initial diagnosis of a simple cold had been the wrong one, he rested a hand to her shoulder and asked, "Kaylee? What's wrong? What hurts?"

Shaking her head, she looked back to him, wiping her eyes and sniffling. "Nah, sweetie, this is just a cold, it's just that …" She whimpered again and Simon rested a hand to her cheek. With a sigh, she finally admitted, "I prolly got you sick too."

Smiling even wider at her concern, Simon leaned towards her, their mouths just inches apart and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. "I don't care," he murmured.

As she smiled at him through her tears, Simon reached down and picked up the bowl of soup he'd brought. "How about something to eat?"

Wrinkling her nose at the muddy liquid, Simon assured her, "I had River and Inara help me, I promise. It's as close to protein-based chicken soup as we could get."

Smiling at him, Kaylee reached for the bowl and was surprised when Simon shook his head. Filling the spoon, Simon raised it to Kaylee's mouth. Her eyes lighting as she realized he was going to feed her she opened wide and slurped down the food. As she swallowed, she said, "Hmm, this ain't half bad." As Simon went back for more, Kaylee asked, "You spoon feed all your patients?"

His grin even wider, Simon told her, "No, only the really cute ones."

She could only smile back at him, liking all this attention. Kaylee wasn't sick often, but when she was, it could be really unbearable. Sneezing and coughing and aches and pains; but the more she watched Simon dote on her and care for her, the better she felt. After only a few more bites though, her stomach told her it had had enough and Kaylee leaned back with a tired sigh.

Watching as her eyes again closed, Simon reached back down to the tray and pulled up a needle full of medicine. Swabbing at her elbow, Kaylee looked over at the touch and asked, "What's that?"

"A little something to help you sleep," he told her, pressing the syringe into her skin so lightly she barely noticed. "And some medicine, a decongestant, fever reducer, typical stuff."

Grabbing for his hand, Kaylee smiled lazily and murmured, "You take such good care of me."

Leaning down to brush a kiss to her forehead, Simon murmured against her heated skin, "I'll always take care of you, bao bei. Now sleep."

As Kaylee felt her body start to drift, she also felt the bed shift. Knowing Simon had risen, she managed to open her eyes and ask, "Stay with me?"

Frowning to her slightly, he told her, "Kaylee you need to rest and you won't get a lot of sleep with the two of us crammed into your bunk."

Giving him her own frown, she said, "But I always sleep better when I'm cuddlin' with you."

Wondering how any man, including himself, had ever resisted her charms, Simon sighed a bit and then slid in beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she settled her head to his chest. "See?" she yawned, reaching up to press a kiss to his neck before she again nestled into him. "Best medicine there is."

And then she was out and Simon found he was unable to wipe the smile from his features as he held her close.

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"Simon!" Kaylee bounded towards the infirmary, feeling a hundred percent better than just a few days ago when she'd been sidelined by that nasty cold. And now, she was ready to see her swai and very attentive boyfriend – all of him. With a big grin, she entered the infirmary, just in time to see and hear Simon sneeze loudly. "Achoo!"

"Simon?"

Turning watery eyes and a pitiful look to her, Simon muttered, "I'm sick."

Kaylee could only empathize with him as she moved towards him, her arms outstretched. "Oh, honey," she whispered, cradling him to her, his heated forehead pressed into her cool neck.

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