Bed and Wine: Part 19
By Kaynara
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Mr. Reynold’s Penguins. NC-17.
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AN: Can I make a request? More Mal/Inara on ff.net! Not that I don’t love me some Silee, but what about the Companion and Captain Tightpants? Humor a fan girl. Please? ;)
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Some would be surprised to hear that Malcom Reynolds still believed in love. He did, though; a few times he’d even borne witness to its casualties. In Zoe and Wash, he’d observed the inexplicable, the sweet and the hot and the unnaturally tragic. In Simon and Lil’ Kaylee--well, nausea. Rabbit-like mating rituals. But beneath it all there was a deep caring that might’ve been love. He thought it was love. Yes, Mal believed in love; he just didn’t get it. Up until now.
Weren’t no mystery, just a moment. A moment of you thinkin’ you might not be wholly alone in the world. One perfect instant of intimacy. A heartbeat of connection. Was almost ironical, or maybe it was natural as the Black and the cosmos. He’d finally found companionship, or maybe it was the Companion found him. She walked right onto his boat. What seemed like ages ago, she’d baited him into renting her that shuttle and unknowingly crewed herself up for one hell of a wild ride. Was the trip coming to a close? Sometimes he hoped against hope there was an end in sight. Sometimes he feared that end.
In any case, seemed prudent to make a present of some protection.
“Mal...this is a lovely gesture. I think. But don’t you think it’s a little...well, large?
“I thought you could stow it away in your cleavage....” He hesitated, reconsidering. “Huh.”
“What?”
He studied her chest, eyes narrowed.
“Just that they looked bigger in my head.”
He ducked just in time to avoid the hand flying at his head, caught her around the waist and hauled her down on the bed. She dug her nails into his underarms, retaliating with well-aimed tickling.
“Hey, hey. You--you are not playin’ fair, darlin’.”
He kissed her till both were breathless, till she was warm and responsive in his a
Now thats a statement any girl would love to hear lol
*gasp*
We had a wrapup of emotions here! *GASP* lol. Aw, the declaration turned out so well!
but...penguins??
man, the cargo one gets.
It was hysterical. I love the little S/K moments just 'cause I'm a sucker for them. Write more, K? :)
Like M/I too but they don't speak to me as much as S/K. Looking forward to the next chapter. Very well done!
Oh, um, and yes, people should write more Mal/Inara stuff. I wonder why they don't?
squish
If you're looking for Mal/Inara fic, there's tons archived at the mal_inara community on Livejournal...
~ misskitten
[“I never thought I’d know love, Mal. Before you, I never thought....”
“Guess that’s a fair trade then.” He smoothed his hands over her hair, drying her cheeks with his thumbs. “ ‘Cuz before you I felt like one dead.”]
No, seriously... I really want to give good feedback, but I'm still stuck on guuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh. And a little bit of GAH.
I love them too. And I love you. Seriously.
Other things I loved:
Penguins! Kaylee's dream! River creeping Mal out with her Penguin/Self-Analysis! Jayne and back waxing!
And, btw, I don't know if you ever frequent livejournal, but the Mal/Inara community is quite active, and should help a little with the fic craving:
http://community.livejournal.com/mal_inara/
You're my hero. awesome. Mal/Inara were on point and beautiful. Your writing amazes me with its clarity (of emotion, thought) and fluidity (flows beautifully). leaves me wanting more. Thanks for the River/Jayne -my favorite - looking forward to 20 and seeing more of them. You are great at fanfic, I hope you write other things. You are truly a talented writer.
-mercsong
I cannot imagine where things are headed with poor Rebecca but look forward to finding out!
A great balance of humour/angst/mush etc in this chapter. So much fun!
You've made my day!
*giggle*
Love it!
Mal/Inara are just soo cute. And I'm right there with you with the plea for more M/I on ff.net!!!
Can't wait to read ch20!
I agree wholeheartedly with you regarding more Mal/Inara fic... I feel like I've scoured the net and read everthing M/I out there, and I hunger for more!!!! Thankyou for some of the best here!
"“Penguins? Oh, ‘spect they’re meant to squawk about and be useless.” “Rather like Jayne,” Simon reflected." Again, Snarky!Simon=love.
And the declarations of love? Cried like a baby.
"Am I desirable?"
Just, Oh My God all around. This is probably one of the best fics I've read, in any verse, and I think this might be one of it's best chapters. Thank you, and please keep writing.
PS I agree, more Mal/Inara on ff.net!
Gosh, that was awesome, and all fuzzywarmwheehappy!
You're gonna pull a Joss on us again and bring it all crashing down, huh...
Let me just say the following:
1) The M/I loving was seriously hot and so in character (I think at least). Glad to see some non-angsty, full-bore Captain-Companion loving without the dance...just for once;
2) The crew's reactions to the penguins was too much! I have to admit the whole idea of the crew giving Mal the silent treatment for upholding the shipping agreement this one time was hilarious....and I get the feeling that River's monologue on Brenda the Penguin's depression and baby-napping has some parallels to the scenes with Becca and Rex;
3) More Rayne angst! This is quality material that needs to be shared!
BEB
You can't take the sky from me
-Browncoat2006
I got all warm and fuzzy inside now at Mal being so nervous, and such perfectly written Jayne/River - this is fantastic. *Squee* :D
Keep it up!
HAHAHA with the penguins!! SO funny!
I can just see them all waddling around like that! And how cute they all got names and bracelets! I hope they aren't for food!
He told her he loved her! *sighs happily* that was sooo good...what they said to eachother. Perfect.
*creepified..but only slightly* wow with what's up with Jayne and River..I've yet to jump on any Jayne/River ships..but my sis was the same way and read some fics and now loves them...so I'll just have to see.
Can't wait for more!
~SCE
"Psychologically speaking…well, Mal didn’t, as a rule, speak psychologically. He tended to get twitchy ‘bout that which wasn’t tangible, what couldn’t be stolen or killed or caressed."
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