A/N: Not mine, just playing (and boy, are they playing this time).

Well, there's porn, but not great porn. This is my first attempt at it, and it was a lot harder than I thought (four beers helped, though, so if you see any typos, blame it on the Fat Tire Amber Ale). I seem to have trouble writing descriptions of some things - it actually embarasses me (I guess I got some Simon in me somewhere). It's also hard to go smoothly from "I love you - no, I love you!" to "OK, everybody get naked!", so if that seems jarring, I apologize.

All you NC-17 maestros out there, let me know how to make this better! But I'll probably never manage to cut out the cutesy dialog, just because I honestly think that they'd trade goofy endearments and a bit of snark, no matter what.

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"Knock, knock, Simon."

He looked up and smiled, setting his book aside. "Ching jin, bao bei."

Kaylee smiled outwardly, but inside she got all mushy. Bao bei. Precious. Just like Inara said. "You readin'?"

"A bit. River suggested this one. She always liked me to read her stories, and she seems to still prefer the depressing or gross ones. Orwell, Poe, Dostoyevsky. But you know what her favorite was?" Kaylee shook her head, coming over to sit next to him, watching with fascination as his eyes lit up while he remembered. "She liked it best when I made up my own stories, especially the ones about the dinosaurs turning on their masters and eating all the filthy non-Alliance scum." He turned thoughtful, coming back to the present and looking around the bunk and thinking of the ship beyond, before looking back at her. "Seems like it's a good thing for us that the dinos missed a few." He shook off the pensive mood and smiled as her hair waved a bit and he caught sight of her ear. "I see you found something in with your tools."

"Aha! It was you! Thank you, Simon, they're beautiful."

"You're welcome. I was going to give them to you earlier, but....well. I'm glad you like them."

She sidled a little closer to