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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - GENERAL
Kaylee and Simon have some long overdue alone time and River makes some interesting observations. Simon/Kaylee. NC-17. Continuation of 16th story in a series.
CATEGORY: FICTION TIMES READ: 1701 RATING: 9 SERIES: FIREFLY
Note: Someone contacted me quite shocked to learn what Kaylee did under the table, thinking that she was brave to do that in a Core restaurant.
New Vegas is not located in the Core.
Simon had never walked toward a hotel so fast in his life. Even Kaylee, and their legs were about the same length, had a hard time keeping up with him. She clutched his hand and giggled at him, proud of herself for winding him up so tightly that all he wanted to do was get her into their room.
As they already had reservations, Simon picked up the key and off they went into the lifts, which required their room key to operate. Simon carefully wrapped his arms around Kaylee’s waist and drew her back against his chest, nuzzling the back of her head with his cheek. He pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her neck and gasped when she shifted her backside against his already growing erection.
An older couple, who entered the lift just after the Simon and Kaylee, smiled at the younger couple. When they noticed the level Simon had keyed with his card, the older woman smiled.
“Oh, are you on your honeymoon dears?”
Another couple joined them in the lift and then the doors closed and the lift began to move, much to Simon’s relief.
Simon swallowed thickly as Kaylee gripped his arms and tightened them around her waist. Simon smiled politely at the older woman, trying not to be distracted by Kaylee’s nearly imperceptible motion. “Ah – no. Just a very special night out.”
“Very special,” Kaylee added with a bright smile that made the older woman nearly blush.
“Oh. I see. Well,” the lift stopped and the older woman moved toward the door, “have a good evening then.”
“We will.” Kaylee snuggled back into Simon’s arms while he just nodded, not trusting his voice.
After the last couple exited, Kaylee looked at the floor number and at the lift rising to take them to their room.
Simon pressed his lips to her neck and whispered hotly into her ear. “This whole floor is ours for the night, bao bei.”
Kaylee’s eyes widened when the lift opened into a large receiving room the size of Serenity’s cargo bay. At the opposite end were large beautifully embellished wooden doors, closed and locked, that led to their room.
They exited the lift, Simon guiding her with his hand now quite firmly flattened against her backside, and keyed open the door, which swung open on its own.
Simon was used to places like this. He’d stayed in them his entire life. But the look on Kaylee’s face when the doors opened meant more to him than staying in any one of a million places like this alone.
She only set foot inside the doors and looked around the entryway before turning and throwing herself into his arms. “Simon, its –” She had no words.
When their lips met, the fire that had cooled somewhat on the lift ride, flared again so hotly it threatened to consume the couple. Simon pressed her back into the room and kissed her so deeply and so passionately that she needed his help to stay on her feet.
Locating the bed, he backed her toward it and followed her down as he laid her gently onto the mattress.
A small sound escaped the back of her throat as his hands moved gently over the soft silk hugging her curves in all the right places. His mouth covered her neck and sucked gently at the skin, causing tremors to race down her spine. As his roaming hands reached her breasts, the nipples pebbled at the barest touch. His lips trailed a line of moist fire down her neck and into the sloping valley between her breasts bared by the low-cut mandarin dress.
Slowly, gently his hands slid the silk off her shoulders. When he had her bare to the waist, his fingers trailed light, ticklish paths along her neck while his mouth tugged and nipped at her nipples through the thin lace bra that she wore. He’d never seen it before and figured that it was either new or on loan from Inara.
Under the pretense of rubbing her shoulders, his hands moved over them and down her back, quickly unfastening the clasp holding her bra and the frog clasps holding the back of the dress together. His mouth only left her when he drew the material away and then it was there again, tugging, biting, laving the hard little buds into his mouth and sucking deeply.
Kaylee murmured his name, her body weakening under his thorough assault. Her hands delved into his hair, tugging the silken strands desperately through her fingers. But then he left her suddenly and gently slid down her body, his fingers curling around the fabric and drawing it off her body in one agonizingly slow motion. His mouth followed the silk, tongue delving into her navel and skillfully laving at the small scar from her injury before dropping lower.
His head swam as the musky scent of her filled the room. Kaylee parted her thighs eagerly, and he had no willpower to resist as he parted the damp folds with one long finger and gently dipped his tongue between them. Her hips arched sharply off the bed, driving his tongue deeper.
Without delay, he pressed two fingers into her as deep as they would go, as his tongue worked around them, licking and sucking the sensitive folds of her into his mouth.
Kaylee whimpered, one hand tangling in his hair and the other in the blanket. When his tongue passed across her clit and then pulled it into his mouth, she cried out his name, feeling the first waves of release begin to thunder through her body.
His tongue and fingers continued their steady pace until a tremor so hard and so long shook her body, he had to glance up to make sure she was not seizing. He lapped up her release as eagerly as she had done his at dinner, cleaning her methodically until he could no longer resist the insistent tugging of his hair.
Their eyes locked as he looked up at her, and he felt his length swell even further against the confines of his pants, when he saw the desire radiating throughout her piercing green eyes. Without preamble, he shed his outer jacket, vest and shirt within the space of a few seconds.
Kaylee smiled seductively at him, watching with eagerness as he bared his own lithely cut body before her eyes. She licked her lips when his hands went to his pants, drawing the fine material down his legs and off in the blink of an eye.
Aroused even further knowing she was watching, he quickly removed his boxers and wrapped his hands around her calves, pulling her to the edge of the bed. Without a word, he positioned himself at her entrance and slipped inside her, groaning loud and long when her body stretched to accommodate his rigid length. His hands rested at her waist as he thrust against her, driving her back into the mattress.
Their bodies moved as one, Kaylee meeting each snap of her hips with equal pressure. She wound her arms around his neck and brought his head to hers, clinging to his mouth as if her life depended on it.
Simon kissed and caressed her, hands moving over every inch of bare skin he could reach. He kissed her with passionate abandon, unable to speak, unable to voice how she made him feel. He only hoped that she knew, that his actions spoke louder than any disjointed words he could push out of his mouth.
Kaylee mewled beneath him, tilting her hips and wrapping her legs tighter around him, urging, squeezing, begging. He leaned over her, resting his hands above her shoulders, making sure to hit her sweet spot now with every thrust. She clutched him, her fingers digging into his shoulders, pulling at his hair. She was close again and he knew it. He could feel it in her trembling limbs, the tensing of her body.
He whispered to her, his breath hot against her cheek, urging her to let go. He wanted to feel the exquisite sensations of her body trembling around him, tightening and squeezing his hard length as it pierced her over and over. His wish was granted as she cried out a few moments later, burying her mouth against his chest to stifle the sound as living in such close confines had taught them to do.
Simon dropped his forehead to her temple and groaned as her inner clenching pulled him to his end. He came with a shout and filled her, squeezing his eyes shut with the force of his release. Eventually, his hips slowed when he had exhausted every last bit of strength contained within his slim frame.
He collapsed into her arms, an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion settling into every fiber of his body. After a moment, he kissed her deeply before rolling off her, more to save her from being crushed by his weight than to be particularly concerned with their position on the bed. But since he was up, he pulled her to her feet and drew back the plush blanket and sheets.
Kaylee needed no help in collapsing between the silky softness, her legs still truly unable to hold her upright. Simon joined her in the bed seemingly big enough to sleep the entire crew and curled his body around hers.
“Love you,” Kaylee mumbled, pressing her mouth to his jaw before snuggling against his chest and closing his eyes.
“Love you, Kaylee,” Simon whispered as he tightened his arms around her and followed her into a deep, exhausted sleep.
Kaylee was the first to wake the next morning and despite the opulent bed on which she slept, and the luxurious room seemingly as large as Serenity, all she wanted to do was cuddle in Simon’s arms and never leave the bed. She lifted her head and stared sleepily at him, her heart fumbling over itself with the love she felt for this man.
She reflected with a bit of guilt that when she’d first seen him all she wanted him for was a quick romp. He was so pretty, rich and had more manners than the entire crew put together. But, as she got to know him, understood everything he had sacrificed for his sister, she’d grown more attached than she really planned. And now they were here, months into a relationship that held more exciting passion than all of her other partners put together.
Kaylee’s eyes swept over Simon’s swai, peaceful face, lingering on that pretty mouth that brought her all kinds of pleasure and watching the long, dark eyelashes fluttering against his cheek as he dreamed. A hint of stubble graced his handsome face and she couldn’t resist reaching out to pass her fingers over his chin. When she would have leaned forward to kiss him, his eyes opened, so intense that she shivered straight to her toes.
His voice was rough with sleep. “Morning.”
“Morning, sweetie.” Kaylee giggled as the arm she’d been laying on snaked around her back and pulled her against his finely muscled chest. Kaylee’s gaze lingered on the smooth, pale skin and one hand dropped to his shoulder as she leaned forward and kissed him gently.
His lips traveled, as they always did, from her mouth to her cheek and down her neck, searching and finding that sensitive place that would make her tremble in his arms. He knew just where to touch her to set her blood to boiling. Not that she ever needed much help where he was concerned. Just looking at him this morning, had gotten her worked up.
“Want you,” he murmured against her neck and Kaylee felt a jolt of desire shoot straight to her nethers.
Kaylee reflected with self-satisfied pleasure that she had been the reason he could voice his wants and desires. Her determination to break that proper Core behavior out of her man had worked – mostly. They still had a ways to go, but, she couldn’t break down all of his walls in a day, or a few short months. He was always expressive and passionate when they were alone but it had been more amazing recently as he became more comfortable realizing that life on a small ship did not, and would never, give them much privacy. Once he’d come to grips with that information, he had loosened up quite a bit more.
Of course, then River had to go and make him all tense again by spying on them while they were doing the deed and then asking a bunch of embarrassing questions. But they had fielded them to her apparent satisfaction now and could get on with their own increasingly pleasurable sex life.
Kaylee, not quite content to let him lead this morning, slid her hand down his chest and beneath the blankets, eliciting a gasp from their joined lips. Her eyes danced at the look on his face when her fingers slipped around him, stroking and rubbing until his hips arched into her hand.
“How much you want me?” Kaylee asked, bending over him and pressing her lips to the corner of his mouth.
“Much as I want you, I ‘spect.” She swung her leg over his side and straddled him, rubbing his weeping erection against her own moist center.
“Yes.” He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands, pinching and squeezing to distract him from the wondrous tension building rapidly beneath her stroking hands.
She sank onto him slowly, feeling every solid inch as he filled her. God how she loved him. It didn’t matter how often she said the words, she couldn’t tell him enough. She rocked against him, creating the motion, the rhythm he was to follow.
His eyes were so intensely blue as they pierced her heart she thought that if she had to die today, in his arms is where she wanted to be. He completed her, one half of a whole being that they made when they were together. Not often did she cry when he was inside her, only at certain times when she was at her most vulnerable, and she couldn’t stop the tears from slipping down her cheeks as they moved together now, slowly, languidly, drawing out each pleasurable sensation.
Those soft, gentle hands came up immediately and cupped her cheeks pulling her toward him so that he could tenderly kiss away the tears. Simon had long ago learned that he wasn’t hurting her, that it was simply the pure pleasure and joy in her heart escaping in the only way it knew how.
“I love you,” she whispered as he pressed his mouth to her damp cheeks. “So much, Simon.”
“Bao bei,” Simon answered in return, his lips moving across her cheek to capture her mouth in a soft, gentle kiss that showed her without words just how much he truly loved her.
Despite the slow, gentle rocking of their hips, the passion between them built quickly, tugging them to an end that washed over them like calm, rolling waves, leaving a lingering feeling of immense satisfaction in its wake. Kaylee collapsed into his arms and snuggled against his chest, closing her eyes and reveling in the feeling of utterly complete happiness.
Still buried within her, they fell asleep cuddled as closely as possible, their hearts beating within two bodies that were part of one completed soul.
Simon woke to a cold, empty bed. A bit startled, he glanced up to find Kaylee wandering around the room, clearly astonished by its lavishness. He watched her in silence for a few minutes, eyes sweeping hungrily down her naked body. It always astonished him that she was so casual with her nakedness. She always slept in the nude, well, with him, at least. He hadn’t yet asked if it was a common practice when not sharing a bed.
“Simon – this room is so pretty.” Kaylee looked over at him, her eyes big and wide. She trailed her hands over the countertops, smelled the flowers, and briefly touched the champagne chilling in the bucket on a nearby table.
Simon watched her from the bed, a wide, satisfied smile passing across his face. Even though they had just had a very sexually satisfying morning, he could feel his body begin to respond to the sight of her flushed skin glowing in the early morning light.
When she looked over her shoulder and shot him a wide, bright and somewhat mischievous smile, before turning back toward the champagne, his body surged toward her, wanting – no needing – to touch, to hold her. He pushed himself quickly out of bed and padded over behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her bent over the tray of sweets that were sitting on the table beside the bottle.
He dropped his mouth to the back of her neck and began to lightly suck at the soft skin as he pressed his hips against her backside. “Are you –“
“Oh yes,” Kaylee whispered, pressing back against him.
Kaylee groaned as he leaned her further over the table and pushed gently into her, just the tip at first, to make sure she could take him. When finding her more than ready, he pushed deep without a single word. His hands slid down to her waist, holding her tightly, then bringing her back against him with each solid thrust.
Kaylee whimpered his name, her head lolling back against his chest, as he panted against her neck, biting and nipping at the soft, sweet skin. “God, Simon. Yes.” It took her a moment to find his rhythm but when she did, she pushed back with every ounce of strength she had, driving him as deep as he could possibly go.
Simon closed his eyes, surprised to find himself rapidly closing in on his end. He reached around her and rubbed a finger against her clit, grinning when she squealed loudly.
The table shook as his hips thrust sharply against her. He grunted her name, whispered against her neck and rubbed directly over the sensitive little nub wanting to make sure she reached her pleasure before he did.
Kaylee’s body trembled around him after a few more short quick passes of his fingers. And he stopped and urgently rubbed her swollen sex with the pad of a finger, driving her body into convulsions as she came hard against him.
Simon held her upright when her legs buckled, finishing with a few short, quick thrusts before spilling himself into her with a long, loud groan against her neck. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw the large plush chair not more than a few feet away and since he didn’t trust his own legs to make it back to the bed, he pulled Kaylee back and sank into it with a heavy sigh.
“Wow,” Kaylee murmured as she curled her legs into his lap and snuggled against his chest.
“Uh huh,” was all Simon could manage to articulate as his breathing normalized. He rubbed his cheek against her forehead and closed his eyes unable to even express how desperately they both needed a shower.
When Simon woke again, he had no arms full of Kaylee in his lap. He squinted around the room and then smiled when he noticed the door to the suite’s lavish bathroom was open. Standing, he stretched his cramped body and moved toward the room, encouraged when he heard the splashing within. Peering around the door, Simon’s eyes danced when he saw Kaylee nearly drowning in bubbles. The tub was so large, and she had dropped in so much soap, she looked like a body-less head floating in the tub full and brimming with transparent bubbles. The image made him chuckle and Kaylee suddenly turned upon hearing the sound.
Kaylee bounced excitedly. “Come in, Simon!”
He raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Bubbles?”
Kaylee smiled sheepishly. “I think I put too much soap in.”
Simon laughed. “I think so, bao bei.”
“Well, it ain’t often I see bubble soap!” Kaylee exclaimed but closed her mouth as he walked toward her, appreciating the beauty of his pale skin and his lithe, athletic body. She used her arms to push down the bubbles, interfering as they were with her view of him.
When he reached the large tub, clearly big enough for at least three people, he reached down and scooped up a handful of bubbles and deposited them on the tip of Kaylee’s nose.
Her eyes grew big and she responded in kind by tossing a handful or two of the weightless substance all over his chest. When she stood suddenly, his eyes followed her wet, bubble-covered body as it moved toward him.
Kaylee took his hands and pulled him into the water, giggling playfully at the indignant look at being drawn into a tub full of bubbles. When she leaned forward and kissed him, he forgot all about his damaged masculinity and sank into the warm water with her.
“I’m quite certain this was not what I meant when I thought we both needed to bathe.” Each word was punctuated by a fluttery kiss deposited by her warm, wet and eager mouth.
“I’m all clean. Just been sittin’ here playin’ with the bubbles.” Kaylee held up the cloth and leaned against his chest. “You was so cute sleepin’ all draped over the chair, I didn’t wanna wake ya.”
Simon glanced over toward the large shower standing at the corner of the room and then back at Kaylee. “We’ll need a shower to clean us from our bath.”
“Uh huh.” Kaylee’s full attention was drawn to his chest as she rubbed the cloth over it, cleaning him. “Later. I’m busy.”
Simon grinned and leaned back, watching with darkening eyes as she washed every bit of skin that she could see, before delving beneath the water and washing what she could only feel.
As she drew the soft cloth over his growing erection, she glanced back up at him through her eyelashes and licked her lips. When his bubble-covered hands slid over her arms to her neck, she leaned forward and climbed into his lap, rubbing him against her. She moaned as their lips met and she could feel him growing harder with each pass of the sensitive head against her nethers.
“God, Kay –“ he breathed as she held him firmly in her hand and sank down, swallowing his length inside her in one swift motion.
They moved against one another slowly, enjoying the feel of the cooling water surrounding their hot, flushed bodies. The bubbles slowly diminished, knocked over the edge by the gently rocking couple or simply popped by the steady, rhythmic motion.
Kaylee gasped when Simon suddenly stood and pouted when his hardness slid out of her. He quickly exited the tub and took her hand, leading her toward the shower. They were covered in the remnants of bubble soap and he wanted to look down and see their joined bodies, not simply feel them beneath the water.
He opened the clear glass doors and pulled Kaylee inside, flipping on the water and smoothing his hands over her hair and down her cheeks before drawing her mouth to his. Their lips clung for a few moments. Her arms wrapped around his waist and his hands slowly spread the falling water over her shoulders and down her back, wiping away the soap.
Rivulets of water fell between Kaylee’s heaving breasts as his hands came to her front to rub the soft skin. She leaned against the wall as Simon fell to his knees, making sure no portion of her skin was left untouched by the cleansing water. When he lifted one leg over his shoulder and bent to dip his tongue into the delicate folds of her sex, she whimpered and clutched at his wet hair.
Kaylee rebalanced herself on her other leg, knowing that if he spent too much time down there, its strength would give out and she would fall into a boneless heap. But any other thought fled her mind when his fingers slipped into her, stretching her open so that his tongue could follow. After a few deliciously torturous minutes, Kaylee could feel the tension at the base of her spine begin pulse through her body.
Simon sensed it too because he suddenly stood, wrapped that leg around his lower back and thrust instantly into her.
Kaylee could only wrap her arms around his shoulders and hold on as his hard length pierced her over and over. She could feel the tremor begun by his mouth spread through her body and she came in an urgent rush, screaming his name and clutching his hair so tightly she was sure it had to hurt.
He dropped his mouth to her neck as her body trembled around him and he pushed her hard against the back of the shower, thrusting a few more times before himself coming in a rush of blinding heat that caused him to lean heavily against her to keep his balance. His body shook and trembled, and his length pulsed inside her, spilling into her womb in a steady, hot stream.
They held onto one another, panting and murmuring words of love and affection before collapsing into a pile of wet and happily sated, boneless limbs. Unfortunately, their allotted time off ship was nearly over but they simply lay cuddled against one another as the warm water pelted them from above.
River and Zoe were standing at the ramp when everyone returned, much like they had been when they left.
The smile on Jayne’s face left no room for imagination and River leaned toward Zoe, whispering. “He’s been well serviced.”
Zoe groaned, trying to rid herself of that disgusting mental image.
Simon and Kaylee arrived almost at Jayne’s heels. Knowing there would be a lecture on promptness if they were late.
River’s eyes narrowed as she watched them, a bit unsteady on their feet and smiling widely. She sighed and shook her head. “Far too well sexed. She can barely walk.”
Mal and Inara arrived not too long after, bickering incessantly.
River smiled sweetly as the two passed and then leaned over to Zoe.
The older woman held up her hand with an annoyed huff. “I know. Not even close to being sexed.”
River shook her head and sighed dramatically. "He's worse than Simon. And he's pretty damn slow."
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