Firefly/Simon x Kaylee/I'll Just Park Right Here
Title: I'll Just Park Right Here.
Fandom: Firefly.
Characters: Simon Tam x Kaylee Frye
Prompt: 001 - Tired
Word Count: 460.
Rating: T, to be safe. Drinking, implied sex, sort of.
Summary: A job went particularly well, and Mal deciided to splurge on some alcohol. Results? Varied.
Author's Notes: Just started! ^^ Gonna attempt to do them in order, 'cause I'm weird. XD
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They had been up all night drinking. It wasn't often that the crew of Serenity all got together and drank, but after a particularly large payment from a job, Mal had decided to splurge a bit; the cost was deducted before everyone got their cut, so everyone was there, to get their share of their cut.
The booze wasn't particularly good, but was a fair sight better than mudder's milk. That, combined with the fact that it was almost as alcoholic as most whiskey, meant that there was a large ruckus in the galley. Even River was drinking; once Simon was respectably hammered, she poured herself a glass or two.
Kaylee readjusted herself on Simon's lap. Recently, they'd been more forthcoming about the relationship that had formed without Simon being aware of it, both publicly and privately.
"Simon," she said. She looked up into his glassy eyes, seeing her own glassy eyed reflection within their depths. "I'm tired, hon."
He smiled, a big goofy smile which was usually reserved for when he was alone, out of the company of even River. Or, apparently, when he was drunk. Being drunk kind of surpassed the need to be 'Proper'.
"Well, then let's just get off to your bed, then."
Wash spat out a stream of booze, coughing violently. Zoe was taking care of it, though, with hard thwacks on her husband's back. "Come on, baby. Gotta learn t' hold yer liquor better."
Ignoring the situation, Simon picked Kaylee up off his lap, and, leaning on each other, they wobbled to her bunk. Simon leaned in for a kiss, and found himself chewing on her nose absent-mindedly.
"Honey? I think you're a bit drunk there." Kaylee said, beaming up at him, her face flushed.
"Just a bit. Do you need help getting into bed?" Simon wasn't much better off himself, but he'd help her anyways.
"Oh yes, definitely." And maybe a bit of help getting to sleep, too... she thought, smiling up at him.
Inside her bunk, she pushed him onto her bed, and then climbed on top of him. "You're not going anywhere, you know." she said, nibbling on his earlobe.
"You know, I think I'm a bit tired myself, so I'll just park right here." Simon smiled. He'd hoped she'd agree to it. God, he loved her.
Fandom: Firefly.
Characters: Simon Tam x Kaylee Frye
Prompt: 001 - Tired
Word Count: 460.
Rating: T, to be safe. Drinking, implied sex, sort of.
Summary: A job went particularly well, and Mal deciided to splurge on some alcohol. Results? Varied.
Author's Notes: Just started! ^^ Gonna attempt to do them in order, 'cause I'm weird. XD
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They had been up all night drinking. It wasn't often that the crew of Serenity all got together and drank, but after a particularly large payment from a job, Mal had decided to splurge a bit; the cost was deducted before everyone got their cut, so everyone was there, to get their share of their cut.
The booze wasn't particularly good, but was a fair sight better than mudder's milk. That, combined with the fact that it was almost as alcoholic as most whiskey, meant that there was a large ruckus in the galley. Even River was drinking; once Simon was respectably hammered, she poured herself a glass or two.
Kaylee readjusted herself on Simon's lap. Recently, they'd been more forthcoming about the relationship that had formed without Simon being aware of it, both publicly and privately.
"Simon," she said. She looked up into his glassy eyes, seeing her own glassy eyed reflection within their depths. "I'm tired, hon."
He smiled, a big goofy smile which was usually reserved for when he was alone, out of the company of even River. Or, apparently, when he was drunk. Being drunk kind of surpassed the need to be 'Proper'.
"Well, then let's just get off to your bed, then."
Wash spat out a stream of booze, coughing violently. Zoe was taking care of it, though, with hard thwacks on her husband's back. "Come on, baby. Gotta learn t' hold yer liquor better."
Ignoring the situation, Simon picked Kaylee up off his lap, and, leaning on each other, they wobbled to her bunk. Simon leaned in for a kiss, and found himself chewing on her nose absent-mindedly.
"Honey? I think you're a bit drunk there." Kaylee said, beaming up at him, her face flushed.
"Just a bit. Do you need help getting into bed?" Simon wasn't much better off himself, but he'd help her anyways.
"Oh yes, definitely." And maybe a bit of help getting to sleep, too... she thought, smiling up at him.
Inside her bunk, she pushed him onto her bed, and then climbed on top of him. "You're not going anywhere, you know." she said, nibbling on his earlobe.
"You know, I think I'm a bit tired myself, so I'll just park right here." Simon smiled. He'd hoped she'd agree to it. God, he loved her.