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FIREFLY: With Awe (Kaylee/Simon)

Inspired by BPAL's French Love.

Title: With Awe
Author: voleuse
Fandom: Firefly
Ship: Kaylee/Simon
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Let no sunrise' yellow noise interrupt this ground.
Notes: Post-Serenity



After dinner, Simon appears in the hatchway of the engine room, a scarf on his hands and a smile on his face.

"Hey, Simon." Kaylee feels a blush creeping over her chest, and she wipes her greasy hands on a clean rag. "What's up?"

He's playing with the scarf, twirling the silk around his fingers. "Yesterday," he begins.

his hands against her skin, his lips against hers, and the hitch of his breath against her ear

"Yeah," she says. "That was...really nice."

"Yes." Simon lowers his eyes. "I did this all wrong."

"Wrong?" Kaylee laughs. "Didn't seem like that to me."

Simon looks up, and the glint in his eye is the same as yesterday, right before--

Kaylee steps forward, puts her hands on his shoulders. She lifts her chin to kiss him, but he pulls away.

"Wait," he says, before she starts feeling hurt. "Just." He touches his lips to her forehead, her cheek, then takes a deep breath.

Kaylee looks at the scarf he holds up. "I don't understand."

He ties it gently over her eyes.

"Trust me."

*


His hands are warm against her hips, and he murmurs gently in her ear, guiding her steps through the corridors.

"Where're we going?" she asks him, but he only answers her with a light kiss on the back of her neck.

They go up stairs, and their feet echo against the catwalk. Through a hatchway, she can tell, because her toes brush against the metal.

The air smells like incense and metal, and Simon's voice echoes against bare walls.

"Here we are," he declares, and the scarf slithers from her eyes.

"The shuttle?" She looks around. It's not Inara's, but the other, unused one. Except now there's a mound of blankets heaped on the floor, and candles lit in each corner.

"I borrowed the candles from Inara." Simon's hands run down her arms, and his voice is rueful. "Back home, I would have had flowers, and sweets."

"But we don't got much out here." She turns in his arms and starts to unfasten his shirt. "I know."

Simon's laugh is breathless, and he fumbles at the clasps of her overalls.

"At least here," he says, "we won't be disturbed."

Kaylee trails her tongue against his collarbone, and down, and he doesn't have much to say after that.

*


After, she laces their fingers together and watches him as he watches her.

She likes the way his gaze feels on her skin, the way it makes her prickle and thrum.

"What else would you have done," she asks, "back home, with me?"

Simon puts his hand on her waist, pulls her close. His smile is something close to wicked, but he bites his lip instead of replying.

Kaylee rises on her elbow, touches a finger to his lips. "All manner of unspeakable things," she teases.

"Not unspeakable." He rests his forehead against her shoulder. "I'm just not used to...speaking them."

"All that schooling and for what?" She kisses him once, twice, and again behind his ear. "Can't even talk properly dirty to a girl."

He laughs, runs his hands up her back. "Shameful, I know."

She pulls away, lifts his chin in her hand.

"Well, you're going to have to learn."


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A/N: Title and summary adapted from Emily Dickinson's Ample make this bed. Link courtesy of breathe_poetry.

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( 25 comments — Leave a comment )
ancarett
Oct. 31st, 2005 01:33 am (UTC)
I love this -- Kaylee's earthy romanticism and Simon's awkward romanticism strike a perfect note, together.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:21 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!
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voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:21 am (UTC)
*g* Thanks!
the_parasol
Oct. 31st, 2005 03:14 am (UTC)
Amazing fic! I love it. I hope you write more Simon/Kaylee, you seem to really have them down! :D
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:21 am (UTC)
Thank you!
mistakency
Oct. 31st, 2005 03:16 am (UTC)
"I'm just not used to...speaking them."

This is lovely. Thank you.

(Also, completely not going to ask about the French Love link.)
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:22 am (UTC)
Hee! French Love is just the perfume I happened to be wearing when I wrote the story.

Thanks for the comment!
unwritten_words
Oct. 31st, 2005 03:30 am (UTC)
Wow! That was delicious. ;) I just found your journal. Think I'll be browsing your stories for a while.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:22 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it!
amanesca
Oct. 31st, 2005 04:09 am (UTC)
yay!
I know I don't comment on your stuff often, but I really like this! It's just... perfect. You always do such a great job at capturing people.

More Firefly fic please!
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:22 am (UTC)
Re: yay!
Thanks!
frellingblonde
Oct. 31st, 2005 04:37 am (UTC)
Oh, this was just gorgeous. So perfectly Simon and Kaylee.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:22 am (UTC)
Thank you!
devidarkwolf
Oct. 31st, 2005 07:06 am (UTC)
Aww, damn. So short and sweet, but Simon's reserved propriety is there, and Kaylee's mischief. You have them down very well, and I like the tone of the beginning. The immediacy is compelling for the rest of the piece. Great work!
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:23 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it.
katinka31
Oct. 31st, 2005 10:32 am (UTC)
"Not unspeakable." He rests his forehead against her shoulder. "I'm just not used to...speaking them."

Ahh...great line. Very in-character for Simon. :)
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:23 am (UTC)
Thank you!
brynnmck
Oct. 31st, 2005 04:23 pm (UTC)
AWWWWWWW. And hee. And AWWWWWWW again.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:23 am (UTC)
hee! Thank you!
hermionesviolin
Oct. 31st, 2005 06:02 pm (UTC)
Wow, kinky Simon/Kaylee, with Simon being the initiator. I'm impressed.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:23 am (UTC)
*g* Thanks!
starfishchick
Nov. 1st, 2005 05:38 pm (UTC)
"Not unspeakable." He rests his forehead against her shoulder. "I'm just not used to...speaking them."

Awwwwwwwwww, Simon.
voleuse
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:24 am (UTC)
Thanks!
peri_peteia
Nov. 3rd, 2005 12:44 am (UTC)
OMGWTF?! How did you write Simon/Kaylee and I not know about it?! This seems like a most grievous error.

Gnuh. I love this, immensely. You have them both perfect and it's sweet and hot and them and makes me feel all glowy.

Yes. Yes. Verily.
voleuse
Nov. 28th, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC)
a month later...
*g* Thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked it!
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