Author's Note: Firefly drabble for the LJ ff_friday community. It was intended for the challenge "right and wrong," but I didn't write it in time. So here it is now! Length: 207 words.

Improper Behavior

By Trisana McGraw

Inara was nearing her peak, and never in her life had she wanted anything more badly. Their bodies were joined as one, moving in tandem over the satin sheets. Her hands grasped his arms, his back, the blankets, desperate for something to grip while he sent her into spirals of pleasure. She could feel that he needed release as badly as she did, and when he increased his pace she did too, wanting only to go past that point of no return. She tightened her legs around his waist as he pressed his face into her neck, moaning her name. She had never lost herself in sex like this, but she was beyond the point of caring how she acted. The sensations ripped over her like a tidal wave, drowning her in the simple feelings devoid of thoughts and regrets; all that mattered was this moment, right now.

She threw her head back against the soft pillow as her body arched into her partner's. Sucking in a deep breath, she called out the name of the man she loved. "Mal!"

"Wha --?" Her client's head snapped up. The intensity of their lovemaking began to subside, both wearing identical expressions of shock as reality set in again.