A moment
"So soft." River whispers as she runs her fingers through Inara's hair as she brushes it. River marvels at the silkiness and warmth of Inara. Something so welcoming, so comforting, and most important non-judgmental about Inara that calls to River. Just being in the same room with Inara brings River a small measure of peace and calm.
Inara just sighs contently. For some reason having her hair brushed always relaxes her. River, for all her quirks, knows just how Inara likes her hair touched. Inara finds her shields slipping as River continues to brush her hair. She doesn't even notice River's hands gliding around her shoulders until River starts firmly rubbing her shoulders.
"Tight" River remarks as she works the muscles. She marvels at the feel of Inara's skin under her hands, so soft yet not. Firm muscles hide under Inara's silky smooth skin. River knows how many muscles are involved in sex and how important it is for Inara to keep them all in shape. "Must be hard job." River mummers as her hands work their way down Inara's back.
Without conscious thought Inara leans forward onto her stomach allowing River more access to her back. Inara is in the pleasant not quite asleep but completely relaxed state, her thoughts drifting and fluffy. Images of a certain Captain flash across her mind enhancing her glow while at the same time threatening to ruin her peace. She finds her breath quickening as River's hands work on her body.
Reading Inara's slowly growing arousal, River moves her hands to new places carefully exploring while not ruining or rushing the moment. River's strong hands caress their way around Inara's body as River soaks in the emotions her touches bring. River revels in Inara's growing pleasure.
Inara startles out of her haze as realization of where River's hands are shocks her back to reality. River freezes a deer in head lights unsure what to do. Seeing the fear, pain and need in River's eyes, Inara finds herself slowly leaning forward till her lips brush River's. Both women feel their hearts stop then beat faster at the kiss. Inara's experience has taught her just how to kiss but all that flows out of her mind as their lips touch. This is totally new in an amazingly special way. Gentle kisses with tongues touching build the fire in the women drawing their hands into their embrace. Soon hands and mouths are exploring.
All too soon first one then the other reaches her peak and cascades down. Sated and peaceful each woman enjoys the feel of the other against her as they relax in the after bliss. A quick kiss is all the goodbye they share as River makes her way out of Inara's shuttle. She winks as she passes at the dumbfounded Mal standing just outside the shuttle.