Snuggling under the covers, Inara listened to the rainfall. Her eyes fluttered closed again, the soft putter of morning rain gently falling on the roof made her feel lonely.
The body that slept next to her stirred, Mal’s arm curled around her waist pulling her closer to him. She scooted her body back until her bottom nestled against his groin. Waiting for him to wake up, she ran her fingertips lightly along the strong arm that held her. He moved again, his other arm sliding under her head, his face burying against her neck before falling back asleep.
Needing him awake, she strategically squirmed and was rewarded with an unmistakable indication that he was, indeed, awake. Or at least parts of him were. He mumbled a sleepy pretend objection but his arm tightened around her.
Reaching back, she placed her hand on his hip, nudging him even closer. She felt him grin before he placed the tenderest of kisses at the base of her nape. She shivered before stretching her neck, giving him more room to kiss. He obliged. The morning stubble on his chin and cheeks pleasantly scraping her skin as his lips kissed their way from her ear down her neck to her collar bone.
She smiled, a contented sigh wafting from her. “Mmmmm…”
Slowly, Mal slid his hand from her hip down to her thigh. She didn’t move. Instead, she just let herself feel. Feel his calloused hand drift over her leg, feel his lips softly kiss the back of her neck, his tongue caressing the sensitive place behind her ear he knew she loved.
Mal’s arm under her head straightened. One hand grasped hers while his other hand explored. Lightly gliding along her thigh, her hip, her waist up and higher until his fingers brushed her breast. Cupping one breast, his thumb rubbed the taut nipple all the while trailing hot, wet kisses over her neck and along the line of her shoulder.
She lifted her hand behind to curl her fingers in his hair. Her toes caressed his leg, her knee bending upward, opening herself to him. Mal inhaled sharply, his caresses grew more impas
This reminds me a little bit of GillianRose's shuttle scene. But without the sheer panic, and with a tone and feel all it's own. :)
"You can't take the sky from me!"
I really like this:
“I love you.” Again and again, he whispered in her ear, “I love you.”
very nice
You could see it that way too, and make it even more sad, wondering what has happened to Mal that has left Inara alone - yes, I can't help it, I always see the tragic angles ;oD
Lovely story, Charlie! I'm going to do one of those comment things we were talking about, and echo GillianRose about how the ending really adds to the piece that sense of grief and regret. Beautiful!
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