AN: So... first off, sorry for not writing anything in ages, I've been so ridiculously busy that I've hardly had a secons to myself, but since its now the easter holidays, I'm going to TRY to make an effort for you!
So, this story: when I started writing it, I wasn't really planning what I was writing, and yes, the ending was a lot fluffier than I intended it to be. I also never intended to write a second chapter, but I've had an idea that won't leave me alone... and will probably force me to change the rating to M, oh well! Apologies for characters being out of character in the last chapter, and probably in this one, and other apologies for spelling mistakes, I've done in my hand AGAIN, so typing is a little... difficult.
When Malavai opened his eyes, he had no idea where he was, or how he'd got there. It took him a few minutes, but then he remembered - he remembered everything that had happened the night before, from his first kiss with the beautiful bounty hunter Holly Talon, to the moment she's almost dragged him from the room where the party was being held, up to her suite on the third floor, to the night they'd spent together. He moved slightly, trying not to wake Holly, who was lying next to him, her blonde hair floating across the pillow like a cloud. She moaned slightly, and cuddled closer to him. He smiled, pulling her to him gently, enjoying the feeling of her sleeping body against his. He studied her face as she slept, taking in the scar on her cheek, and her long, sooty-black eyelashes. His eyes travelled down her face, her neck, shoulders, and the one slender arm draped lazily across the snowy sheets. Malavai's eyes travelled down the sheets, remembering every inch of her perfect, toned, angelic body, with the few jagged but hyponotic scars, and the curling tattoo on the left side of her ribcage... she was the most amazing, beautiful and dangerous woman he'd ever known, but all he knew now was that he couldn't lose her, that he may have only just met her, but he knew already that somehow, she meant more to him than any of the women that had been in his life before.
She wasn't ready to wake up yet, but she was in the state where she was almost awake, and aware of what was going on around her, as well as being almost asleep. It was an exceedingly pleasant place to be, she decided, as she felt Malavai tug her towards him. She felt a smile creep across her face, she was warm, and comfortable where she was now, and, it could possibly put down to the amount of alcohol she's consumed the night before, but somehow felt like home. Almost as soon as she thought that, she felt her heart lurch - she couldn't allow herself to feel that way again, look what had happened last time... well, Tali had dealt with that, but really it hadn't been Tali's problem, it had been hers, and she'd handled it badly, if you could say she'd handled it at all. On that train of thought, Aayla had better have honoured that promise of looking after Eva, or there would be pain involved in the consequences. And if Eva had been up most of the night, running around on a sugar high with Hollietta and Aric's small army of kids, there would be a murder, although who's murder she hadn't yet confirmed. Presently, Holly felt Malavai caressing her cheek, and was unable to repress a smile at how gentle his touch was, particularly when she compared it to the way he'd touched her last night... which was something she should never think in a public place where people might see her blushing at the memories. She opened her eyes, and gazed up at Malavai, then she heard his voice say,
"Hey beautiful, did I wake you?"
She smiled up at him, resisting the urge to kiss his fingers as they brushed against her lips, "No, you didn't."
"Good," He murmured, leaning towards her "Because I'd hate to wake you up, you look so beautiful when you're asleep."
A teasing smile spread across her face "So you think I'm not beautiful when I'm awake?"
"Hmm..." Malavai tilted his head to one side as he pretended to consider her teasing remark "You just look more innocent when you sleep."
She laughed softly, sliding her arms around his neck, "Well, you'd know my least innocent face as well, so I guess I'll let you be the judge of that one."
She pulled him closer then, and kissed him. She was too beautiful, too perfect, and what the hell she was doing with him, he'd never know, but while she was there in his arms, kissing him, touching him, whispering teasing, tantalising, exciting things to him, he didn't want to wonder about it. He didn't care what people said about this relationship, he didn't care if Holly's sister's were annoyed about how fast they'd gone with this relationship, he didn't even care if Tali force-choked him for touching her sister in such a way... shit. Tali. She'd probably kill him for kissing one of her sisters, let alone sleeping with her sister. Not only that, but he suspected he was late for returning to the ship. Malavai pulled back. Holly stared up at him, worried.
"Malavai? Is something wrong?" She sounded confused as she stroked his cheek.
"Tali's going to kill me, isn't she?" He muttered sadly "She's going to kill me for even looking as if I like you... and on top of that, I'm almost certainly late for going back to the ship."