Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 472

Pairing: Mal/Inara

Spoilers: None

Author's Note: Drabble, written to alleviate boredom and because some days you need to scrap punctuation and caps.

motion

by anjulie and 2x2

the air is hot

sticky almost

Inara can feel sweat

on the small of her back

on her legs, where their skin touches

her hands grab at the bed covers, gripping and clutching at them

head back

revealing the delicate curve of her throat

eyes closed

mouth wide and panting

she rocks her hips against his

feeling the heavy thickness of him

inside her

back arching

breasts reaching upward

a moan, low and needy, keens in her throat

Mal’s lost in her

her wet heat wrapped around him

driving him out of his mind

but he can't take his eyes off her face

the beauty of her beneath him

he can watch her unguardedly when her eyes are closed

move harder or faster depending on her sighs or gasps

and he's surprised, startled, to find that it's become more about her than him at this point

that he's begun to make love for her

not just to her

it's a surprising revelation

because he's always considered himself a selfish man – at least since the war

their first encounters were good but somehow they were about what he could keep of her

suddenly he finds that it's what he can give her

so he

watches every expression

notes each curl of her fists

remembers what it is that made her open her eyes and cry out

and when her eyes meet his

he smiles

leans down and kisses her

because he loves everything about her

her taste

her beauty

her being

it overwhelms him at times how much he needs her

and then he pulls away and he begins to move a little harder

a bit deeper

faster when she asks him to

loves her nails on him

scoring his back

her whispers

against his neck

tickling his ear

and he bucks his hips just a bit harder to punish her for teasing him

his eyes meet hers again, this time seeing the smile in hers

because she's a witch b