A/N: This is in response to the "Simon Bent Kaylee Over" prompt challenge posed at Flan-that-wasn't. Other participants include: Leiasky, BigBadJayne, ItsaWash, Leighkohl and Kaynara.

Thanks to Leiasky for the beta!

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Simon bent Kaylee over the engine, keeping a firm hand on her hip as she wiggled away from him, stretching her arms out in an effort to reach the offending part. He had told her this wasn't a good idea, but with a bat of her eyelashes and a heart-stopping kiss, she'd managed to get him up here. And now, as Simon did his best to ignore the feeling of her butt wriggling against his groin, he had to wonder at his own stupidity.

"Ai ya!"

Wincing, Simon heard the sound of Kaylee's wrench banging against metal and another string of obscenities that honestly made his ears blush.

"Are you okay?" he asked concernedly, trying to adjust his grip on her and see past her shoulders at the same time.

"Stupid gorram coil," she muttered back, her voice hard to make out as she tried to talk through the machinery and piping between them. "Simon, you gotta move me closer."

Glancing down to her hips, which were now firmly planted against his abdomen, Simon asked, "Um, how exactly?"

With a sigh, Kaylee dropped her head for a moment, steadying her balance against the nearest, non-heated engine part. Wishing she had someone to help her who actually knew something about machines, she told him, "You know, jus-"

Squirming against him again, Simon hurried to balance her, a strong arm wrapping all the way around her slim waist. Edging closer to the engine, he moved slowly, worried her head might come into contact with a wayward part. "How's that?"

"Better!"

He sighed softly and then did his best to hold her still, trying to ignore the burning sensation in his arm as he held her there for a prolonged period. There was more clanging and banging and Simon found himself smiling softly as Kaylee continued to curse. In truth, the s