Her Body
Title: Her Body
Author: Ru_salki99
Rating: PG
Pairing: Mal/Inara... if you squint.
Disclaimer: Firefly belongs to Joss.
Summary: Written for the 'my favourite weapon' challenge on whedonland I chose Inara and her body.
I could see him staring at me, or at least, trying his best not to stare at me. He couldn’t help himself though. His eyes kept fluttering up, trailing over the curves of my body. He started at my neck, probably wondering what it would be like to place soft kisses on there before slowly working his way down to my breasts. He didn’t spend as much time there as I had thought he might, instead moving on and settling on my toned abdomen. His eyes caught on the henna drawn around my navel, pupils going wide with lust. Now that’s interesting. It’s unusual for me to come across a man who isn’t a leg or breast man, so I’ll have to play this one differently from the others.
Turning away from him, taking in my surroundings, I allow him to get a good view of my naked back and the curve of my hips. Knowing that he’s distracted, I deliberately ask him a difficult question, smiling to myself when I heard him stutter.
Oh yes, this man wanted me, no matter what his protestations may be, at this moment, he wanted me more than anything else in the Verse. But before he can come close to getting it, he’d have to give me what I wanted first.
Turning back to him, smiling sweetly as I wait for him to raise his eyes from my navel to settle on my eyes for the first time since I walked in here. He looks at me expectantly, waiting for me to speak. And so I do.
“You’re going to rent me this shuttle.”
THE END
Author: Ru_salki99
Rating: PG
Pairing: Mal/Inara... if you squint.
Disclaimer: Firefly belongs to Joss.
Summary: Written for the 'my favourite weapon' challenge on whedonland I chose Inara and her body.
I could see him staring at me, or at least, trying his best not to stare at me. He couldn’t help himself though. His eyes kept fluttering up, trailing over the curves of my body. He started at my neck, probably wondering what it would be like to place soft kisses on there before slowly working his way down to my breasts. He didn’t spend as much time there as I had thought he might, instead moving on and settling on my toned abdomen. His eyes caught on the henna drawn around my navel, pupils going wide with lust. Now that’s interesting. It’s unusual for me to come across a man who isn’t a leg or breast man, so I’ll have to play this one differently from the others.
Turning away from him, taking in my surroundings, I allow him to get a good view of my naked back and the curve of my hips. Knowing that he’s distracted, I deliberately ask him a difficult question, smiling to myself when I heard him stutter.
Oh yes, this man wanted me, no matter what his protestations may be, at this moment, he wanted me more than anything else in the Verse. But before he can come close to getting it, he’d have to give me what I wanted first.
Turning back to him, smiling sweetly as I wait for him to raise his eyes from my navel to settle on my eyes for the first time since I walked in here. He looks at me expectantly, waiting for me to speak. And so I do.
“You’re going to rent me this shuttle.”
THE END