Family--Part 1, Chapter 4
Tuesday, February 7, 2006

This chapter is Adult Only! If you don't want to, or shouldn't, read graphic sex, skip to Chapter 4A! This chapter also contains mild dom/sub. You have been warned! This AU story takes place 9-10 years after "Serenity, the Pilot," and is Mal/Simon slash. Don't read if that's not your cuppa. Mal and Simon have been married for five years. Are they enough for each other, or do they want more? Shmoop and smut; a bit of D/S Only a little plot here.


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A/N: A huge thanks to kispexi2 for betaing this, my first multi-chapter effort! Wouldn't want to do it without you!

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Chapter 1 Adult Only!, Chapter 2 PG13, Chapter 3 PG13

Chapter 4 Shmoop and smut; a bit of D/S Not much plot here

Simon had learned in MedAcad how to take short power naps whenever the opportunity arose, so he had lain down for a little while that afternoon after Becca was born and everything had quieted down. Still, by the time he headed down the ladder to join Mal in their bunk, he was exhausted. Had their anniversary really only been yesterday? So much had happened in a day and a half, what with Becca deciding it was time to join the family just when he and Mal had been settling in for a long night of loving to celebrate their anniversary. That had been the longest twelve hours of labor. Didn't second births usually have shorter labor and delivery times? Ah, well, leave it to Zoë to be unusual. He smiled as he stepped off the ladder.

Mal was sitting at his desk, going over paperwork. When Simon stepped off the ladder, Mal turned towards him and held out his arms. Simon moved into them, and onto Mal's lap, as natural as breathing. He leaned his head against Mal's shoulder, and lay quietly, drawing comfort from the strong arms surrounding him.



"Why don't you go to bed, and get some sleep. I've still got a bunch of paperwork to finish, then I'll join you."

"Are you sure? Seems like I promised… Just yesterday morning was it? …to make your bones melt."

Mal smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. "How you gonna do that when you can't even keep your eyes open? Huh?"

Simon yawned hugely, "Suppose you're right. Sorry, love."

"Don't be. Anticipation is a powerful aphrodisiac, or so I'm told."

Simon grinned as he stood up, kissed Mal, and strode to the bed, leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. By the time he crawled under the covers he was naked, and by the time his head hit the pillow he was asleep.

Mal watched him walk away, and knew he really must be exhausted. Simon never left his clothes on the floor. Oh, well, time for a break anyway. He picked up Simon's clothes, and put them where they belonged. He looked down at Simon sleeping peacefully, and thanked every power in the 'verse for the day Simon had decided to board Serenity.

It'd been almost ten years ago when he'd first seen this man on the ramp leading into the cargo bay. That first year was hell, what with me sniffin' after Inara, and Kaylee sniffin' after Simon. Once he'd realized he was tryin' to take Inara away from somethin' she didn't want to leave, things had improved. Course, that was probably because she'd left us for a while. At least then he'd had the chance to really see Simon, and realize that what he felt for the young doctor was more 'n he'd ever felt for Inara, or for anyone else for that matter.

It'd been a form of torture, watchin' Kaylee puttin' Simon on a pedestal he didn't want to be on. Luckily, she'd started spendin' more and more time with River, givin' her less and less time to think about Simon, and her infatuation had died a natural death by the time he and Simon had finally become lovers. They'd been lovers for three glorious, but terrifyin', years. Glorious because Simon made love then just like he does now--whole heartedly and unreservedly. Terrifyin' because he'd felt sure Simon would never stick around with a grumpy old man like him, that Simon had to be just takin' what was available 'til somethin' better came along.

Then had come the day when The Academy was exposed, and the arrest warrants had been dropped for River and Simon. He'd felt sure they'd leave for Osiris, and their old life, immediately. Instead, Simon had convinced him that Serenity was their home, the crew was their family, and the only way they were going to leave was if he kicked them off. When he'd admitted that there was no way he was ever gonna to do that, Simon had come right out and asked, "So, when are you going to make an honest man of me then?" He remembered chokin' out "Wha… You wanna get married?" before wrappin' his arms around Simon and whisperin', "Today, tomorrow, whenever and wherever you want." They'd been married two weeks later on Sihnon, with Book presidin' over the ceremony, Zoë actin' as his 'best man', and River givin' Simon away. It had been wonderful.

Ah, hell, paperwork can wait. Right now, I just need to curl up beside my husband, and hold him all night long. He stripped out of his clothes, turned off the light, and crawled in next to Simon, wrapping him in his arms and holding on for dear life. Simon just snuggled in closer, and slept on.


Mal was cold. Why was he cold? He was under the covers, cuddled up next to Simon. Wasn't he? No, there was definitely a breeze blowing across his chest, makin' him cold. He tried to move his hands, to pull up the covers, but couldn't. What the…? He opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anythin', either. What was goin' on? "Simon?" His voice was rough with tension and a touch of fear.

"Right here, love." Simon's voice sounded normal. Well, okay, huskier than usual, but otherwise normal.

"Gorram it! What the hell's goin' on!" Mal demanded, more than asked.

"Thought I'd see what I could do about that promise to melt your bones," Simon said as he nibbled on Mal's ear.

Mal relaxed a little bit, "Got no problem with that." But then he practically growled, "What's with the restraints and blindfold, though?"

"I know it's been a while, but I thought…"

"Per-maybe-haps you remember WHY it's been a while?"

"Yes, of course I do. But I hoped… That's all right, though, I'll take them off. Just hold still."

Mal took a deep breath, This is Simon. Simon loves you. He's not going to hurt you. He exhaled and said, "Wait. It's all right. You can leave them."

"Are you sure? I want you to enjoy this, not…"

"Yes, yes, I'm sure. I trust you. Now get on with that meltin' the bones promise you keep makin', but of which I've seen no evidence as of late." There was a bit of a threatening overtone in his voice, but mostly Simon heard the need--the need to be sure he wasn't making a big mistake.

"Bì zuĭ." Mal could hear the laughter in Simon's voice, and relaxed again.

Simon was lying on his side, just looking at Mal. He had woken in a playful mood after sleeping for several hours. Unfortunately for him, Mal was out like the proverbial light, and he wouldn't wake up, even after several diligent attempts on Simon's part. So Simon had decided to try the restraints, thinking Mal might wake up while they were being applied. They'd done this a few times in the early days of their relationship, but then Mal had been captured and tortured a second time by Niska. Even though he'd been rescued, and Niska had been killed, he'd never been willing to try again. Simon couldn't say that he blamed him, but it had been seven years. He, too, hoped he wasn't making a big mistake. Ah, well, he'd know before the night was too much further along.

"Si-mon. I'm cold."

"Shh. I'm looking at you. Not often I get to look my fill at my magnificent husband."


"I said, Shh. Do I have to gag you, as well?"

Mal quickly shook his head.

"Didn't think so. No more warnings, though. Dŏng má?" Mal nodded his head.

"Good. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. I was looking at your face. You have the most gorgeous face. Did you know that? So much character, right there for anyone with half a brain to see it. Of course, we deal with a lot of people with less than half a brain, so they don't see it. That's okay, though, since I have much more than half a brain, and I see it just fine. Don't you agree?"

Mal's lips twitched as he nodded in agreement. He loved to listen to Simon talk. He could talk circles around just about anybody.

"Thought you might. Know what I love most about your face, besides your eyes? Your mouth. Your lips can be all pulled back to nothing when you're angry, and then be all full and puffy, just begging to be kissed. Like now." And Simon dipped down for a quick kiss and a nibble. Mal tried to follow when he pulled away, but the restraints wouldn't let him.

"Know what else I love about your face? Your ears. I know, they're not technically part of your face. What can I say, though. I love them. Especially the tender spot, right here." And he swooped in and licked quickly behind each ear as he moved between Mal's legs.

Mal moaned.

"Of course, that spot leads me to your neck. And what a wonderful neck it is. So long, especially when you arch it like you're doing now, and just begging for kisses." Simon dipped down and kissed Mal's neck, sucking every now and again as he feathered kisses along both sides, under the jaw, and down the center until he reached the hollow spot below Mal's Adam's apple, where he licked and nibbled.

Mal moaned.

"And so we come to your chest. And what a fine specimen it is. Even with all those scars. More character, I suppose. At least the ones I've fixed aren't as noticeable as some of the others. But then, not everyone graduates in the top three percent of their class at MedAcad, do they?"

Mal's lips twitched again as he shook his head. He knew Simon was just being ironic, as usual, not blaming anyone who had worked on Mal before he came along.

Simon began touching Mal's scars with feather-light fingers, moving from one to the other, memorizing them anew with his fingertips. Then he leaned down and retraced them lightly with his tongue.

Mal quivered and moaned.

"Mustn't forget your nipples. Not quite sure what we men need them for, but aren't you glad we have them?" Simon asked as he gently rubbed first one, then the other, until they pebbled under his fingers. He leaned down and sucked one while tweaking the other, before changing sides saying, "Mustn't play favorites."

Mal arched his back and moaned.

"I love your back, too, but I can't get to it right now. Guess I'll have to make do with your sides. They're so sensitive. Just the barest touch and you twitch. See." Simon demonstrated with his hands, followed by his tongue.

Mal twitched and moaned.

"I haven't mentioned yet, have I, how much I love your taste? I do, though. Can't identify all the individual flavors, but it's indescribably you. And your smell… Mmm…" Simon licked and nuzzled his way up Mal's torso.

Mal moaned.

"Your arms, mustn't forget your arms. They're so strong, but so gentle. They can hold a deadly weapon, or a little child. They can stop me from doing something stupid, or hold me when I'm tired. Your hands are beautiful. The fingers are strong enough to almost break my jaw, tender enough to guide me when we're walking, and long enough to fuck me into oblivion." Simon caressed, kissed and sucked his way up one arm and down the other.

Mal tried to hold onto Simon when he kissed his hands, but couldn't grasp anything besides air. He groaned in frustration and need.

"Looks like I'm back to your chest. Hmm. Wonder what will happen if I blow across your nipples?" Simon licked Mal's nipples, then blew gently. "Like that, don't you?"

Mal arched his back and moaned.

"Ah, here we are at your stomach. How do you keep your stomach so flat? I've never yet seen you work out. Oh, wait, must be all that shifting of cargo and hoopball you keep trying to get me to play." Simon kissed and licked and nibbled his way down Mal's abdomen to his navel.

Mal moaned.

"Like this too--don't you?" Simon licked his way around Mal's navel before suddenly probing it with the point of his tongue.

Mal bucked and moaned.

"I'll take that as a 'Yes,' shall I?" And he did it again, but this time held his hands on Mal's hips so he couldn't move.

Mal moaned.

"I really, really love your diăo. However, if I touch you there, you just might explode, and I'm not ready for that yet, so what say I explore your legs and hips, instead?"

Mal moaned.

"Your hips are perfect. They hold your gunbelt or me with equal ease. And they join your torso at just the right spot." He leaned down and kissed first one hip, then the other, sucking just enough to leave a mark.

Mal quivered and moaned.

"Your legs... What can I say about your legs? They're so long and muscular. I love your legs. And your knees…they're just right. And the backs are so sensitive." He lifted Mal's right leg up and licked the back of the knee before placing the leg around his own hip. Then he gave Mal's left leg the same treatment before placing it over his shoulder.

Mal moaned. By this time he was putty in Simon's hands.

"As for your feet… Well, I love your feet. But I'm not going to kiss them. After all, I'm not the one with a foot fetish. And, as much as I love you, I don't think you're God. So, sorry, but no kissing your feet."

Mal gave a strangled laugh. But then Simon turned his head and nipped at Mal's thigh. Mal bucked. His hands were grasping at air trying to get a grip on something--anything. He was gasping for air in between his moans. He didn't know how much more he could take.

"Would you like to say something?" Simon asked.

Mal nodded frantically.

"Go ahead."

"Fuck me, Simon! Now!"

"If you insist. Want to hand me the lube? Oh, wait, you can't, can you? Hold on." Simon laughed lightly as he leaned forward and released the restraints, removed the blindfold, and grabbed the lube, all in one smooth motion. He really was very good with his hands.

Mal was so far gone that his legs just clung where Simon had placed them. He had no ability whatsoever to move them anywhere else, even if he had wanted to. Before he even had a chance to react to being released, Simon had the lube open and was coating his fingers in order to prepare them. Simon started to slip a finger into Mal, but…

"No! Can't… wait… Need… you… Now!

Recognizing the tone as one he had used just the other morning, Simon prepped and positioned himself quickly, and slid slowly into Mal's welcoming heat. "Oh, God, Mal…You're so tight…so perfect." Simon began chanting as he moved in and out of Mal. He gripped Mal's diăo and Mal bucked, hard. They quickly found their rhythm, though, and before Simon was able to stroke too many times, Mal climaxed--hard--all over Simon's hand. Simon continued to thrust into Mal--harder, faster, deeper--until, with an inarticulate shout, he climaxed as well. He collapsed on top of Mal, and lay there while they caught their breath…

"So, is what they say about anticipation correct?" Simon peeked up at Mal through his eyelashes.

"Umm, hmm," Mal murmured.

"And did I melt your bones?"

"Oh, yeah. Not planning to move anytime soon."

"And we can use the restraints again sometime?"

"We'll see. Stop talking and go back to sleep."

"Aye, aye, Captain."

"Bì zuĭ." A long pause, then, "Wŏ ài nĭ, Simon," Mal whispered.

"I love you, too, Mal," Simon whispered as he brushed a gentle kiss across the chest below him.

Chapter 5


Tuesday, February 7, 2006 8:47 AM


Yep, that was some great anticipation! I would have expected it to be Simon out like a light and Mal waking him up like this, what with him being so exhausted and all. Have to say, the boy does have stamina. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me

Tuesday, February 7, 2006 9:12 AM


Wow! That actually made me blush! Crazy lovemaking! *giggles* A side of Simon I thought I'd never read! Good job! You really conveyed the passion and that rocked.

Tuesday, February 7, 2006 11:22 AM


Don't forget, Simon did take a nap during the day. :) And, you know, those young people can bounce back like that *snap*. :)

I really love TakeCharge Simon, so he shows up now and again in my fics. :)

Glad you both liked this!

"I love my captain."

Sunday, February 19, 2006 6:03 AM



Just saw your comment, don't know why it never came through to me e-mail. *shrugs*

Glad you liked this! More should be posted later today. *g*

"I love my captain."


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