Disclaimer: This story was written just for fun and is not an attempt to make money or infringe on any copyrights or trademarks belonging to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox or Universal. No disrespect is intended; imitation is the truest form of flattery. For any BDHs that might stumble across this, please know that this is a foray into fantasy with the characters we love without ever truly wanting to alter our beloved ‘verse. Anyone who might read this and consider associating the actual actors who play these characters on the screen with any of the events following should seriously consider therapy. Special thanks to Beerbad for inspiration.

This story is a work of erotica fanfiction (NC-17, adult language, situations and sexual content including male/female, BDSM, light male slash & explicit female slash: k/s, M/s, I/k, M/I, W/Z). You have been warned, so please read no further if you will be offended or are under the age of consent. For the rest of you, read on... (December 2005)

The Innocents

...By Kessa (YoSaffBrig)

Malcolm Reynolds’ voice came in strong over the cockpit intercom, “Wash, what’s the gorram hold up? I thought we were suppose to be in Sundale Estates more than an hour ago?”

“Yeah Captain, but our fuel cells’ are gettin’ real scarce. If I ride her low, we’ll get more out of her. We’re coming up on the Estates, though, so we should be good.” The pilot continued to speak into his handheld intercom, this time addressing the entire crew, “And we’re ready, people, to break atmo in five, four, three, two, one...Welcome to Sundale Estates, travelers. Local time is ten minutes past noon”

The Firefly class ship experienced a short shudder and darkness was replaced with blue sky and fluffy white clouds. Wash donned his piloting sunglasses and steered the ship toward the extremely small private moon’s only docking station. He casually took a bite out of the lunch his wife had actually been kindly enough to fix for him….mmmm,