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Series: Our Mrs. Cobb
Author: Sevangel
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R
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"I thank you yet?" Jayne blows lightly making River whimper and writhe under him. He places a hand on her lower belly to hold her still. "You gonna answer me, moony? I thank you yet?" He lowers his head a little and rubs his chin against her swollen clit.
"Yes!" River moans.
Jayne pulls back and blows again. "I already thanked you?"
"No." River whimpers.
Jayne's tongue darts out to run between her folds.
"Yes, oh…please Jayne…" Her head thrashes on his pillow, her hands grip his mattress and her leg muscles tense.
"Please what, moony?" Jayne growls.
River whimpers. "Do that again."
"Do what?" Jayne asks, his thumb moving up to rub gently at her folds.
"Growl." River demands.
"I ain't a gorram dog." Jayne replies. "I don't growl."
"I saw the captain's penis." River says. "And I touched his naked chest."
"You what?" Jayne growls. "Gorramit, moony, what the gorram hell was you doin' lookin' at Mal' dick? And don't you ever ruttin' touch him again, dong ma?"
"More." River demands, his growls vibrating against her clit and sending the most wonderful sensations up and down her spine. "Moremoremoremore."
"I ain't in the ruttin' mood now." Jayne says, his hand movin' off her belly. "All I wanna do now is beat the hell outa Mal."
River wraps her ankles around Jayne's neck and forces him back to her. He hits her cunt with a grunt, his nose and mouth slammin' against her folds.
"Gorramit, moony, you tryin' to break my ruttin' nose?" Jayne growls.
River just whimpers again. She's close, so very close. His growls feel like somebody is constantly tapping her clit and she wants more. Digging her heels into his back, she arches her hips to offer herself up to him.
He's pissed, so gorram pissed he wants to shoot somethin' but then she's shovin' her glistenin' cunt right into his face. He can't say no. His hands grip her ass hard enough she's gonna have his fingerprints for a week and he dives in.
"Ohh…more….Jaaayne…" River grunts, her body on that familiar edge. "Growl."
It don't take much, he just pictures her little hands on the captain's chest and he's growling and biting at her clit like a gorram animal. He hears her screech and feels her walls flutterin' but he don't stop, just keeps eatin' at her. She tries to pull away and he just holds her tight against him as he pushes her from one plateau to another. After the second clenchin' of her cunt, he shoves three fingers inside her soaked body.
It's beyond pleasure and beyond pain. River doesn't know what she's feeling; all she knows is she wants it to stop and she doesn't ever want it to end. She stops counting after her fourth orgasm, just lies back panting as Jayne works her body to places she never even knew existed.
His face is soaked, her cum actually dripping down his chin and neck. And he's pretty sure there's some in his hair. She's beyond wet at this point, her juices drippin' outa her like a gorram faucet. He moves his hand off her ass and moves it up her body, his hand slidin' in the sweat, until he finds a rock hard nipple. Three fingers still pumpin' deep and hard, his teeth and tongue still worryin' her clit, he pinches the nipple hard. Her back arches and a hoarse scream leaves her mouth. He greedily laps up her next release, completely addicted to the taste. He works her through her 7th orgasm and this time pulls his fingers out after she's done pulsatin'.
River whimpers when Jayne's fingers leave though she's not sure if it's because she wants them back or if she's relieved they're gone. She drops back completely on his bed, her legs hanging over the end, as she tries to catch her breathe.
Jayne stands up with a groan; he's too gorram old to spend thirty minutes on his knees. Tilting his head side to side, he cracks his neck before lookin' down at his moony. She's naked and red, her body completely flushed and covered in sweat. He fills the sink with warm water and soaks a washcloth in it. Spotting a glass on the floor, he rinses it out before filling it with cold water. He then moves back to his bed and sets both objects on his weapon rack. He picks her up and sits back down with her sprawled across his lap.
"C'mon, moony, sit up." Jayne braces one hand on her back to help and then holds the glass of water to her lips. "Know you're thirsty, drink up."
River's eyes flutter open to look at Jayne as she guzzles the water down. Once the glass is empty, she leans back against his chest with a yawn.
"Spread your legs, moony." Jayne orders.
River whimpers. "I can't again."
"Shhh." Jayne soothes her as he gently spread her legs. Her nether regions are red and swollen and he knows she's gotta be sore. He presses the cloth against her gently to clean up his mess.
River bites her tongue to hold back her whimper.
"That was too much, weren't it?" Jayne berates himself. She's so gorram responsive and passionate he ruttin' forgets she's a virgin sometimes.
River sits up and straddles Jayne's lap. Her hands cupping his face, she pecks him on the nose. "Oh, no, it was….." A loopy, happy smile crosses her face. "I never knew my body could feel that much without exploding. My girl parts very much enjoyed it."
Jayne chuckles and pulls her against his chest to drop a light kiss on her mouth. But the moment their lips touch, the kiss skyrockets outa hand until their tongues are dueling, teeth clinking as they eat at each other. He pulls away after a few minutes, the kiss causing his body to clench painfully. "Moony, ya need to get off." He growls. "I'm bout this ruttin' close to takin' you, dong ma?"
River moves off Jayne's lap and onto the floor between his legs. Untying his boots, she tosses them across the room and then moves up to unbutton his pants.
"Moony, you don't gotta, I know you're ruttin' tired…." He groans as she wraps her hand firmly around his cock. "God, that ruttin' feels good."
River pulls Jayne's pants and boxers the rest of the way off and then sits down cross-legged on his knees. Bending forward until his cock is eyelevel, she blows hotly on his staff.
Jayne grunts deep in throat and forces his eyes back open. He's a little shocked by her position, havin' no ruttin' clue as to how she's bendin' over like she is but before he can ask, her little tongue sneaks out to lap at his cock. His eyes close on a groan and his hands fist in the sheet.
River laps at Jayne's cock a few times before she pulls back to study it. He needs a name; she can't just call him it. But she doesn't know what to call him; she doesn't know him well enough to find the appropriate name. Her fingers cradle the base of his cock and she leans forward to rub her cheek against him. Inspiration still not coming, she turns her head and rubs her other cheek against him. When she pulls back, she's a little startled to see a creamy white liquid on his tip. "Jayne, he's leaking."
Jayne groans around a chuckle. "Know that, moony."
"Why?" River asks. Her tongue darts out to lick it up. "Mmmm, he's wasteful."
Jayne groans again and forces his eyes open to watch River. She's starin' at his cock like it's a livin' thing, her fingers runnin' up and down his staff lazily. "Moony, what're you doin'?"
"Introducing myself to your man parts." River answers. "We haven't been properly introduced yet."
"Love, I know you're havin' a good time but can ya speed it up a bit?" Jayne pleads. "I'm in ruttin' pain here."
River pauses momentarily; it's the first time he's called her anything other than moony. Smiling at his slip-up, she drags her tongue from base to tip before dropping her mouth around him. He's big, probably the biggest thing she's ever had in her mouth and she has to work to take him in all the way. For the first time she's glad of all the pills Simon forced her to take; she has no gag reflex. She works him down until he's seated fully into her mouth. She swallows a few times and feels her throat muscles work his cock.
"Holy fuck." Jayne groans, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. He's never felt anythin' like this; her ruttin' throat is milkin' him so gorram tight. He tries not to but he can't help but thrust into her mouth.
River caresses Jayne's balls as she repeatedly swallows. She can feel the tension building in his balls and knows by his grunts and pants that he's about to orgasm. She pulls back until she can suck at his tip like it's a straw.
Jayne thrusts up and groans loudly as he comes.
River works Jayne through his orgasm, swallowing greedily. Her eyes study his now flaccid cock before looking up in his eyes. "He's sleepy now."
Jayne opens one eye to see River looking intently at him. "Yeah, tends to be that way after that."
River leans forward to press a gentle kiss against the head of Jayne's cock. "Goodnight, growly."
Jayne lies down on his side and pulls River with him. "What'd you just call my cock?"
"Growly." River yawns and cuddles into his chest.
"Why?" Jayne asks.
River shrugs. "He must have a name if I am to introduce him to my girl parts."
Jayne laughs and shakes his head at her logic. "Bout this introducin' thing, you know when that's gonna happen?"
River taps a finger against her chin and bites on her bottom lip. "Hmmm." Then she smiles widely at him. "Soon." She purrs. "Very, very soon."
Jayne's eyes widen and a slow, wolfish smirk crosses his face. "Really now?"
River nods.
Jayne rubs his hand up and down her back while the other tunnels through her dark tresses. "You really ready for that?"
"Yes." River replies. "Are you?"
Jayne has to stop and think; is he really ready to take this step. He ain't even been inside her and he's already addicted to everything bout her. And he's already so gorram possessive he don't even like the ruttin' idea of her brother touchin' her. He knows once they cross that line he ain't ever gonna be able to go back. "Yeah." Jayne kisses her forehead. "I'm ready."
River smiles and lays her head on his chest.
Jayne pulls his blanket off the wall and cover them up. His body fits itself around hers, one hand resting on her arm while the other rests on her bare stomach. His eyes close and he starts to drift off, his fingers drawing lazy circles on her skin.
River cuddles back into Jayne's body, loving how he fits around her. She feels safe and warm; nothing can touch her here. Her eyes are closed and she's drifting off when she feels it. Sitting up with a gasp, she looks around Jayne's bunk. It's there, thick in the air and how nobody else feels it, she doesn't know.
"Moony, where you goin'?" Jayne grumbles as she climbs over him.
"Willow." River whispers. "There's something wrong; she needs me." She spots her dress in the corner and pulls it over her head. Running her hand through her hair, she tries to bring some order to the wild tresses.
Jayne sits up and pulls his pants on. He grabs his boots and sits back down to put them on. "What's wrong with red?"
River wants to tell him everything but knows she can't; it's not her secret to tell. "I don't know."
Jayne climbs up his ladder and when he don't see nobody, motions for her to follow him.
River walks to the bridge but as soon as she touches her foot to the bottom stair, she knows Willow isn't there.
"Maybe she's in the mess." Jayne says.
River nods and follows Jayne, hoping he's right.
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"Here, sir, drink this." Zoe places a cup of steaming coffee in front of the slightly plastered captain. "Wanna talk bout it?"
"No, I wanted to get drunk bout it but Kaylee done stole my booze." Mal grumbles.
"It weren't for you." Kaylee protests. "I was gonna see if'n I could clean out the mule with it."
"Mule's trashed, little Kaylee." Mal replies. "Me on the other hand, ain't, and could use that bottle back."
Kaylee hands the bottle to Book who puts it up. "Mal, drinking won't solve anything."
"How do you know that?" Mal asks.
"Just do." Book replies.
"See, more gorram secrets." Mal shouts, his hand waving around wildly. "This is my gorram boat and I don't like ruttin' secrets."
Wash snickers, completely amused by Mal's semi-drunk state.
"Wash, you're a man." Mal announces. "With a wife."
"Yes." Wash agrees, completely confused by where the captain is going.
"See now, women, they're just….wrong." Mal says. "With their wiles and secrets and babbles. A man's better off takin' the preacher's route and declarin' them all off."
Inara looks up from the tea she's fixing but doesn't say anything.
"Hey!" Kaylee protests. "Least we ain't bumblin' boobs who's always sayin' the wrong gorram thing."
"Sir, what is going on?" Zoe asks.
Mal looks at Zoe and then smiles when he sees Jayne walk in, River a few feet behind the merc. "Little witch." Mal yells, causing everyone to turn around. "You're the gorram reader, read me." He spreads his arms wide open. "What'm I sayin'?"
River cocks her head and examines the captain. "You touched the sunshine and tasted the tea but don't know where to go from there."
Mal grins lopsidedly. "See, there, she's a gorram genius."
"Mei-mei, I've been looking all over for you." Simon says.
River braces herself for the question.
"Something is wrong with Willow." Simon tells his sister.
River arches an eyebrow in surprise; he didn't question her on her whereabouts.
"What's wrong with Willow?" Mal slurs at Simon.
"I'm not exactly sure." Simon replies, tugging on his ear nervously. "I passed her on my way to my room and she just walked by like I wasn't even there."
"Did you try speaking to her?" Book asks.
"I said her name at least a dozen times." Simon replies. "When she didn't respond, I ran after her and touched her arm. She spun around and sneered at me."
"She sneered?" Wash asks, a little shocked.
"Yes." Simon replies. "And I know it had to be a trick of the light but I could swear her eyes were black."
"Simon, you have a sedative, right?" River asks her brother anxiously.
"Yes, of course." Simon replies. He reaches into the inside pocket of his vest and pulls out a small needle.
"You carry drugs?" Zoe asks.
"It's a habit." Simon replies.
River takes the needle out of his hand and puts it into the front pocket of her dress. She then turns around and walks out of the mess.
"Help me up." Mal orders.
Zoe and Jayne get on his sides and pull the captain to his feet. "Sir?"
"We're goin' to see what our little witch is gonna do with that needle." Mal declares as he stumbles to the open doorway.
Jayne grinds his teeth but keeps himself from decking the captain. Him and Zoe follow Mal and help right the captain when he stumbles through the hall. Halfway down the hall, an alarm goes off.
"Somebody opened the bay door." Wash says, recognizing the sound.
"Well, wonder who they're gonna fish outa thin air this time." Mal says.
The crew follows the captain as he walks quickly but clumsily down the hall towards the bay. They walk through the door and into the bay to see Willow standing in front of the open door located in the middle of the loading doors.
"Gorramit, what're you two doin'?" Mal yells.
River holds her hand up, shushing the captain.
"Willow, no." River says calmly.
Willow turns her head to look at the genius. "But I have to." Willow argues. "This is how it all started and this is how to get back."
"You can't and you know that." River replies.
"I didn't ask for this." Willow shouts. "I didn't want….I knew what I was doing and what would happen. I was ready. She didn't have the right; why couldn't she just let me die?"
River hears Kaylee and Inara gasp but ignores them. "It's not her way."
"Yeah, well, maybe she should get a new way." Willow replies. She reaches over and pushes a button, lowering the ramp more. "It's so black, so big."
"Yes." River agrees.
"So much power, just sitting there." Willow whimpers. "Can't you feel it; it's intoxicating."
"You're stronger than this." River throws Willow's own words back at her.
"Maybe I don't want to be strong." Willow yells back. "Maybe I'm tired of being the strong one, you ever think of that? But no, it's always, 'Willow can handle it' and 'Willow is dependable' and 'Willow will do what she has to despite what it does to her'. Goddess, I don't want to be strong anymore; I just want to let go."
River grabs Willow's hand and tugs her away from the door. "But you can't." River whispers. "It's not your way."
Willow laughs. "No, I have so much to make up for and all the cookies in the world will never be enough."
River nods her head at Jayne, who walks around them to shut the ramp, but never takes her eyes off Willow.
"I just want to go home." Willow cries. "I just want to go home where everything is simple and all I really had to worry about was the next big bad who was trying to kill us."
"But you can't." River replies. "And you know it."
"No home." Willow mutters, shaking her head sadly. "It's all gone, poof, no more. All the people and building and shoes, all gone, right down to the little bunnies." Then she giggles. "Anya would like that; bunnies are evil, didn't you know?"
"With them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses." River agrees.
"And what's with all the carrots?" Willow sings softly. "What do they need such good eyesight for?"
"It must be bunnies." River finishes softly.
"I miss Anya but it wouldn't matter because she's dead." Willow says. "I miss how she talked about sex all the time and how she loved money. And I miss seeing Giles clean his glasses just so he didn't have to see what we were doing. I miss Spike and Angel arguing over who would win in a fight; astronauts or cavemen. I miss seeing Faith pick on Wesley and Lorne breaking out into song all the time. I miss Dawnie jumping on my bed just to tell me hello. I miss listening to Fred babble and Gunn talk all lawyerly."
River falls with Willow when she collapses to the floor. She rubs her hand up and down Willow's back as the witch sobs hysterically. "I miss Buffy's speeches and listening to her screw up names." Willow continues. "And I miss seeing her fight and I miss the puns. I miss Xander so much. I miss how we had little inside jokes that nobody else got and I miss how when we were all about to die, he'd just say he could really go for a twinkie."
Inara leans into Kaylee as they watch Willow break down. She has to bite her lip to keep tears from falling. Kaylee isn't as strong; there's tears running down her face.
Mal clenches his fists, completely sober now. He's never seen anybody cry like this, not even after the war. Willow's cryin' like she's done lost everything she's ever known.
Willow looks up at River pleadingly. "You could help me." She whispers. "We could research and…there has to be a way…"
River places a finger over Willow's trembling lips. "There's no way." She whispers. "There's nothing to go back to; you can only move forward."
Willow collapses back into River, completely defeated. Her body shakes as she sobs for everything and everybody she's ever known.
River quietly takes the needle out of her pocket and gently injects the hysterical redhead. She doesn't want to but Willow's emotions are so unstable right now she very well could blow up the ship. After a few moments, the drugs kick in and Willow's sobs end. She looks up to see Mal standing beside her.
"I'll take her." Mal says as he reaches down to pick Willow up. Her head lobs to the side before falling against his chest.
River leads the way down to their room and watches as Mal lies the redhead down. She glances over at Inara to see the companion biting her lip as she watches the two.
Mal covers Willow up and stands back for Simon.
Simon checks Willow's pulse and heart rate before turning around to address the anxious crew. "She'll wake up in ten to twelve hours."
Mal nods before pushing past his crew and heading back to the mess.
"Drinking away your problems again?" River questions Mal.
Mal turns around to glare at the genius, his bottle back in his hand. "Might be."
"It's not your fault." River declares, sending him a look. "It's not anybody's fault."
"I pushed her, kept buggin' her bout all them secrets she's got." Mal argues.
"She wasn't grieving." River says. "She wasn't accepting the simple fact that she would never get to go home, that fact that there is nothing left to go home to."
"You know." Mal states. "You know her secrets."
"Yes." River agrees. "I know more about Willow than I do Simon."
"How's that?" Zoe asks. "You know her before?"
"I met her the same time that you did." River replies.
"Gorramit, River, I'm so ruttin' tired of all these secrets." Mal shouts.
"Everybody has secrets." River replies. "Even you."
"But this is my ruttin' boat and my ruttin' crew." Mal says. "I got the right to know."
"You will, in time." River replies. "Captain, she needs time; she lost everything and everyone that she's known."
"We've all lost things." Mal says.
"Yes, you've lost many things." River agrees. "The war, your faith, your reason, but you still have things; this crew, this boat, and you still have a home you can return to. Willow has nothing but us."
Mal sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Alright, I'll lay off but I want one very simple question answered first."
"Okay." River replies.
"Is she dangerous?" Mal asks.
River sighs. "That's not a simple question."
"The gorram hell it's not." Mal argues. "Is she dangerous, yes or no?"
"If you give Kaylee a few chemicals and wires, she could blow this boat up and everyone on it." River says. "Simon could kill everyone of us with what he carries in his medpac. Under the right circumstances, everyone is dangerous."
"And Willow?" Mal prods.
"Under the right circumstances, Willow is the most dangerous person you will ever met." River replies. "But Willow as a person is more like Kaylee than anything else."
Mal wants to prod but he made a deal and he's stickin' with it. "A'right, I'll lay off, for now." He agrees. "Till she gives me a reason not to."
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Willow splashes water on her face and looks up into the mirror. She almost gasps at the black circles under her eyes. Her face is pale and drawn out; she hasn't looked like this in ages. Memories of what happened flashes into her mind and she groans; they must all think she's psycho. She should have known it was going to happen. She'd been neglecting her magic lately and that on top of the emotional distress she's been experiencing played havoc with her control. She knows River sedated her and is grateful; who the hell knows what would have happened otherwise.
She sees a comfy looking smock sitting on a chair and slips it on. At the feel of the fabric, she knows it belongs to Inara. Refusing to even deal with that whole issue, she braids her hair into to loose pigtails and then giggles when she looks at herself in the mirror. She looks all of 15. Preparing herself for whatever questions Mal's going to throw at her, she leaves the room and heads to the mess.
"Willow, you're awake." Simon says.
Heads turn to smile at Willow as she walks into the room. "Yeah."
Simon stands up and walks over to Willow. "How do you feel?"
"Okay." Willow answers, holding her wrist out. "Go ahead."
Simon checks her pulse and then pulls out a penlight to look at her pupils.
"What's the verdict, Dr. Tam?" Willow asks. "Am I going to live?"
Simon smiles. "You're fine, Willow." He replies. "Although you slept much longer than you should have."
"How much longer?" Willow asks.
"Four days." Mal answers briskly. "Done picked up some cargo and are bout to deliver it."
"I didn't wake up at all?" Willow replies.
"Oh, you woke up." Simon says. "You just refused to get up. And you weren't very nice."
River giggles.
"What?" Willow asks.
"You threatened to turn Simon into a girl if'n he didn't stop pokin' at you." Kaylee giggles.
"It was one of the most innovative threats I've ever received." Simon comments. "Once you told Andrew if he didn't stop whining you were going to gag him and tie him back to his chair."
"And you woke up once screamin' bout not warnin' the tadpoles." Mal adds.
"What's up with the tadpoles?" Wash asks.
"Frog fear." Willow answers and then looks at Mal. "Well?"
"Well what?" Mal replies.
"Where's the interrogation?" Willow asks. "Where's the hundred questions you're going to ask?"
"Already done asked all I need to know." Mal replies. "For now."
Willow looks at River. "What'd he ask you?"
"If you were dangerous." River replies.
Willow laughs. "If that's not a loaded question." She says. "What did you tell him?"
"That under the right circumstances, you're the most dangerous person I'd ever have the pleasure to met." Mal says.
"And you're not going to ask anything else?" Willow is shocked; she figured he'd be tying her to a chair and firing questions to her one after the other.
"Gonna take River's advise and let you be for a bit." Mal says. "For a bit, that's all. Give ya time to get your bearings and all."
"Thank you." Willow says gratefully.
"Though I ain't gonna lie and say it don't make me a bit nervous." Mal replies. "Our resident genius over there says you're dangerous as hell if the circumstances are right and I don't know what them circumstances are or how to deal with you."
"You don't need to." Willow says. "River knows what they are and she knows what to do."
"Which would be?" Mal prods.
Willow looks Mal straight in the eyes. "Kill me."
Mal swallows heavily at the look in Willow's eyes; she means it.
"You don't mean….you can't be sayin'…" Kaylee gasps.
"Sometimes that's all you can do, Kaylee." Willow says. "Eliminate the threat."
The table goes quiet as everyone picks at their food.
Willow stands up and fills a glass of water. She guzzles that glass down before refilling it and guzzling that one down too. Finally, on the 6th glass, she moves back to the table. "Dehydrated." Willow explains when everyone looks at her.
The table goes quiet again.
"So." Willow says, not liking the quiet. She reaches over to steal a bite off Simon's plate. "What kinda job do we have? Do we get to steal things again?"
Mal can't help but laugh at the excited look on Willow's face. "Like the crime, do you?"
"It's exciting." Willow admits. "After years of always doing the right thing and obeying the rules, it's kinda fun to break them."
"We ain't stealin' nothin'." Mal says. "We're smugglin'."
"Drugs?" Willow asks with wide eyes.
Even Zoe laughs at her look. "Ain't drugs." Zoe replies. "Captain won't smuggle drugs or slaves."
"Well, the suspense is killing me." Willow prods. "What is it?"
"We don't actually know." Mal answers honestly. "Never opened the crate."
"Why not?" Willow asks.
"It's going to a bar." Zoe answers. "If it's booze, it never woulda made it there."
"We're going bar hopping?" Willow asks hopefully. She really could use a drink.
"Only one bar." Mal replies. "And I suppose you all can go; ain't no Alliance where we're goin'."
"Cool." Willow squeals. "I have to take a shower; I look like death warmed over. Kaylee, River, wanna go primp?"
"Primp?" Simon asks.
"Get all sexified for our night out on the town." Willow clarifies.
"Hold it." Mal says when the three girls hit the door. "Wanna explain this sexified?"
"Nope." Willow replies. "How long do we have?"
"Bout 5 hours." Mal answers.
"Nara, can we borrow some makeup?" Kaylee asks.
"Yes." Inara replies. "Where are you going to be?"
"Our room." River answers.
"I'm gonna run and get some things outa my bunk." Kaylee tells River and Willow. "I'll meet ya in your room."
Willow and River run down to their room and slam the door shut. "All my clothes are improper."
"Yeah." Willow agrees as she shorts through River's small amount of clothing. "This is kinda cute?"
River cocks her head to look at the black dress Willow is holding. "I've never worn it. It doesn't fit right."
Willow closes her eyes and mumbles under her breath. "Now it does."
River takes the dress with a squeal and holds it up against herself. "Thank you."
"No problem." Willow replies as she finishes going through River's clothes. Sighing with frustration, she suddenly remembers the clothes she had when she got her. Grabbing her bag, she pulls out the dark jeans, sweater, and silk camisole. Bypassing the sweater, she holds the camisole up in the air. "Think I could get away with wearing this?"
"Remove the lace from the bottom." River instructs.
Willow mumbles again and the lace is gone. "Gotta love magic."
"Yep." River agrees.
"I got dibs on the shower first." Willow says as she runs to bathroom.
River rolls her eyes and plops down on the bed.
"Where'd Willow go?" Kaylee questions as she walks into the room with her arms full.
"Bathroom." River answers. "Have a seat."
Kaylee pushes the pile of dresses to the side and plops down. "I'm excited."
"Me too." River agrees.
"Gettin' all sexed up for your man?" Kaylee giggles.
"Yep." River replies. "He's gonna lose it."
There's a light knock on the door and they turn around to see Inara standing in the doorway. "Hey, Nara." Kaylee says. "You goin' out with us?"
"Yes, I think I will." Inara replies. "Here's some makeup and things. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to my shuttle and get ready myself."
"Bye Nara." Kaylee calls out to the companion.
"Inara was here?" Willow asks as she walks out into the bedroom, a towel wrapped around her body. "Like here in the room?"
"Yeah." Kaylee replies, eyeing Willow weirdly. "What's the big deal?"
"Nothing." Willow turns bright red.
River giggles.
Willow glares at the genius.
"What?" Kaylee says. "What's the big deal? What's so funny?"
"Willow kissed Inara." River singsongs.
"What?" Kaylee gasps and then stares at Willow. "You kissed Nara?"
"Technically, she kissed me first." Willow defends.
"Was it good?" Kaylee giggles.
"Oh, yes." Willow sighs. "I mean, no, no there will be no more smoochies."
Kaylee and River giggle.
Willow glares.
"I can't believe you and Nara kissed." Kaylee says.
"Yeah, well, it was a one time thing that will never happen again." Willow replies.
River giggles again.
"What?" Kaylee asks. "They kiss again?"
"No." River replies. "But Willow also kissed the captain."
"RIVER!" Willow yells.
"You kissed the cap'n too?" Kaylee gasps.
"Yes." Willow shouts. "I'm a big ole kiss whore."
"Willow." River scolds. "You are not a kiss whore."
"River, I kissed two different people within like five hours." Willow says. "But it doesn't matter anymore; as of now, the Willow kissage factory is closed for business."
River and Kaylee start laughing so hard they roll off the bed.
"It's not funny." Willow growls. "I've been here before with Oz and Tara. I chose Tara because, well I loved them both but Oz left me once and I was afraid he would leave me again. I'm not saying I didn't love Tara, because I did but….that was a hard enough decision to make. This is harder; I like them both but I don't know who I like more and I don't want to be the one making that decision."
"Who said you have to decide?" River asks.
"I know." Willow agrees. "I'm just going to back out and let nature take it's course."
"That's not what I meant." River says. "I meant, why do you have to chose one or the other?"
Willow's forehead wrinkles in confusion.
"Oh, you're tryin' to say the three of em should make with the smoochies." Kaylee gasps.
Willow spins her head to look at River. "There's no….that's not even…I can't…. believe…..three…"
"Willow, not everything is black and white." River says. "Nobody said you can only love one person."
Willow flops down on her bed. "I can't even…"
River pats Willow on the back. "It's okay."
"At least you'd never get bored." Kaylee comments. "Though it does seem like it'd be kinda confusin'. I mean, would you really feel comfortable sexin' two people at the same time?"
Willow thinks about Inara and can't help the smile that crosses her face. Then she thinks about Mal and can't help the shiver that runs down her spine.
River once again giggles. "I think Willow has no problem with the idea."
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