Complicated...

Jan 30, 2007 20:12

After his argument with Inara, Mal heads to his bunk, head reeling and ring burning a hole in his pocket. That...didn't go exactly as he had imagined it in his head, didn't imagine thathe'd say things to Inara that he couldn't even say out loud to himself ( Read more... )

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river_dark January 31 2007, 01:18:16 UTC
Its not an answer to his question, but...

There is a tap at his door.

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fractured_hero January 31 2007, 01:22:16 UTC
"It's open," he calls, giving the ring one last look before putting it away. River may or may not get a glimpse of it when she comes down.

He forces a smile for her, too tired to block out the last hour from his mind. He supposes it don't really matter at this point.

"River-girl."

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river_dark January 31 2007, 01:27:29 UTC
"Mal." softly, something more to that than just a name... it sounds like an endearment.

Then she's climbing onto the bed and curling up in a corner of it. The cheerful bouncy River of the morning seems to have gotten lost somewhere during the day. She looks a little sad and lonely. "Is it okay I came?"

whether she saw the ring or not, she isn't saying.

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fractured_hero January 31 2007, 01:30:34 UTC
He moves to sit on the edge of the bed, facing her. "It's okay. Wouldn't've made the invitation to come down if it weren't."

He reaches out to her, to touch her, caress her cheek. "What's wrong, River-mine?"

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fractured_hero February 2 2007, 14:34:05 UTC
Soon, his hands are brushing over her thighs, his lips not far behind. He can't recall the last time he went down on her, and by that he knows it's been nigh on too long since he did.

He gently spreads her legs, allowing him to continue the worship of her body, as he first kisses her, then slides his tongue between her slick folds...

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river_dark February 2 2007, 18:15:35 UTC
River can't remember the last time either, its been a while though, since anyone but puppy had done that and.. There's a bit of difference in how an obedient slave tends his Mistress and a loving... comparisons can't even be made.

The silence is broken by a soft whimper she can't hold back.

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fractured_hero February 3 2007, 19:52:17 UTC
He licks and kisses her slowly, re-learning every inch of skin, every spot that ellicits a response...with each passing caress, he gets bolder, more sure of how to truly please her.

And once he's certain that she's ready, he's sliding two fingers inside her to tease and caress.

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river_dark February 5 2007, 00:27:05 UTC
She's more than ready, wet and panting. "yes..." a whisper

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