Title: Noisy Neighbors 1/1

Author: hisgoodgirl

Disclaimer: All belong to Joss. They just play in my head.

Characters: Wash, Zoë, Jayne, Kaylee, Mal

Pairings Wash/Zoë, Jayne/Kaylee

Warning: NC-17 for adult references and language, and creative use of cordage.

Setting: In my AU, sometime after Kaylee had tired of Simon and decided that Jayne is more “satisfying”.

A/N: Any perceived reference to The Waltons is entirely a figment of the reader’s twisted imagination. Italics represent emphasis, Chinese phrases.

Cross-posted in my LJ. Comments are sincerely appreciated. Thanks!

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Noisy Neighbors

“Mmmmm. That was nice.” Zoë sighs and smiles lazily, easing herself free from her husband’s embrace, savoring the sweat-slick slide of dark skin on freckle-spangled light. The moments of connection and vulnerability she shares with Wash when making love are a delicious contrast to the professional persona she dons with her leather vest and gunbelt.

“That it was, that it was…” Wash slurs out, his whole body slack in the aftermath of ecstasy, waves of pleasure still rolling through him. The ginger-haired pilot’s eyes are still faintly crossed. He kisses his wife playfully on the tip of her nose and then settles back against the pillows, palm rising to cover the yawn that escapes him involuntarily. The single candle on the shelf beside their bunk flickers, edging their moist bodies in ruddy light.

As their own noisy breathing slows, the sounds from the neighboring bunk seem to build in volume. While no words can be distinguished, the cadence of Jayne’s deep voice punctuates a series of high-pitched shrieks from Kaylee that terminate in a shuddering wail. Wash and Zoë look at one another.

“Not again…” the pilot cringes, clasping his head between his splayed fingers. “This is the fourth night this week…”

A barely suppressed smile of amusement crosses the warrior woman’s face.