Disclaimer: I do not own Firefly in any way... To my eternal sadness.
A/N: This chapter is set between the episodes War Stories and Trash.
Chapter 5
Simon tried desperately to control his breathing. He stood, legs spread apart, arms up. He was holding the gun, and currently trying - and failing - to keep it on target.
Mal was pressed up behind him, the heat of him spreading through Simon, and causing quite a rush of blood to certain southern areas of the doctor's body.
"Easy does it," Mal spoke softly in Simon's ear. "Aim…"
Simon tried to.
Mal brought his own arms up, embracing Simon as he helped him adjust his aim.
"Try that." His arms didn't move, and Simon was completely ensconced in his arms.
Biting his lip, Simon pulled the trigger. The recoil hit him hard, and he fell back into the Captain's arms.
"Good," Mal purred. "See?"
Simon glanced at the target, and saw that he'd managed to clip the very corner of the square board.
"Yeah," Simon said, as calmly as he could. "I could do better."
"That's the spirit," Mal smiled. "We'll keep trying until you can hit that circle in the middle of the target."
Simon nodded weakly.
As Mal's hands slipped down to his waist, to shift his stance, Simon wondered how in the 'verse he was going to survive this.
Kaylee sat in the shade with River, eating grapes as they watched Mal teach Simon how to fire.
"That is possibly the hottest thing I've ever seen," Kaylee sighed, feasting her eyes on the sight of Mal and Simon, pressed tightly together, the sexual tension obvious even from thirty feet away.
"Hotter things," River shrugged.
Kaylee glanced at her and smiled.
"Well, that's 'cause Simon's your brother."
River just looked at Kaylee for a minute.
"You create the highest temperatures." River stated.
Kaylee blinked.
"Are you calling me… hot?"
River just smiled and picked up another grape.
"Here," she said softly. River put the small fruit between her lips, then leaned forward, tucking a hand behind Kaylee's head to pull her in.
River brought their lips together, and transferred the grape to Kaylee's mouth, along with a few swipes of her tongue.
Kaylee felt a pleasant tingling begin to spread from her lips through the rest of her body.
"Mei mei," Kaylee gasped, pulling away in shock.
"Bao bei," River just smiled back. She kissed Kaylee again, delicately, firmly…
Oh but she tasted like fresh fruit, Kaylee thought, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to the kiss.
"Hottest damn thing I've ever seen." Jayne said appreciatively.
Both girls looked up at Jayne, who was standing a few feet away, leering at them.
"Oh, hush, Jayne," Kaylee couldn't help but smile. "We're busy."
"I'll be in my bunk."
They just ignored him. All that mattered now was continuing their careful, relentless exploration of each other's mouths.
Simon wondered, in exasperation, how on earth Mal expected him to shoot well when the Captain had an arm wrapped around his belly, the other caressing his shooting arm, and his mouth so close that his breath was hot on Simon's ear.
"Mal…" Simon said weakly, about to ask… What was he doing? What had he been doing, teasing Simon lately? Did he mean it? Did he want what Simon wanted?
"Yes?" Mal asked, his voice low and rough.
Simon took a deep breath. What if he was wrong?
"No - nothing," Simon said hastily, and shot again, this time completely missing the target.
He couldn't see the disappointed look on Mal's face.
The captain would wait for Simon to say it - just to be sure. There was no doubt Simon was attracted to him - but did he have feelings?
It was hard for Mal to imagine Simon feeling anywhere near as strongly as he felt about the doctor.
But he lived in hope… Waiting for Simon to make a move.