Title: Free Fall

Prompt: Written for <lj user=stagesoflove> Intimacy

Fandom: Firefly/Serenity Mal/Inara

Timeline: Post Serenity

Rated: PG

 

 

 

 

 

He laid back against the silk pillows of her bed and watched her as she painted her mouth vermillion.

 

“What in the blazing hell do you use that stuff for?”

 

Her mouth quirked up in a grin as she looked at his reflection in the mirror. “It makes me pretty.”

 

“Zoe don’t use all that crap and she’s attractive enough,” he responded.

 

Her eyebrow arched slowly and her eyes lit with a fire. Mal barely concealed the cocky grin that look brought to his face. He loved the way she looked when he got her ire up. Her cheeks flushed with anger, her eyes snapped and the only time she was ever more lovely was in his bed.

 

“Then why don’t you go make mess out of Zoe’s bed and leave me alone?” she snapped without turning to look at him.

 

“Awww, Darlin, don’t be like that. Zoe and I have been through way too much for me to even think a'bein in her bed, less I'm wounded, half dead an' there ain't no where else to sleep then all I'm thinking about is sleep,” Mal chuckled.

 

“Get out. Get out and let me get dressed. Go navigate or write out logs or plan your next crime,” Inara said as she got to her feet and shooed at Mal with a pillow.

 

The laughter he’d been fighting back rolled out as he left her shuttle amid feather softened blows. Inara leaned against the doorway and watched him leave, a smile on her face. They were still concealing their relationship from the rest of the crew but moments like this left no doubt in her mind a relationship was exactly what they were free falling into.