SR-RP: Interlude

[cptn_reynolds]

He's had it with Kaylee's whining about spare parts for Serenity. Hell, he knows they need them. His baby usually did. But gorrammit, if the blasted woman wouldn't get it through her head that these things cost money, then he was going to space her....wait, no. Bad idea. She was the only one who could keep his Firefly, well, flyin'. Damn

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[untamed_warrior]

He is met by a very amused look from Zoe, who seems more interested in the contents of their wardrobe than nagging. "Did you buy this dress?" She asks, holding up a brightly colored peasant style dress that she doesn't remember ever seeing or wearing before...

[cptn_reynolds]

Not even a glance as he says, "No. Why would I buy you a dress?"

Distracted? Yes. So getting his ass kicked? Most like.

[untamed_warrior]

"Pretty fripperies for your Beloved, maybe?" quirked eyebrow "Bit wide in the shoulders..." She tosses it on the bed and smirks "Course y'know, I prefer a bit more slink in my dresses."

[cptn_reynolds]

"Slink, sure. Like that damned compression coil," he mutters, sliding the suspenders off his shoulders.

He starts to unbutton his shirt, and his face takes on an annoyed scrunch as he turns and says in annoyance, "Why is it that women always gotta..."

Classic trail-off as he realizes that he's already talking to a woman, and one that could very easily kill him, at that.

Very pregnant pause.

[untamed_warrior]

Zoe stares at him blankly, silent for a moment.

"Husband, might wanna rethink those words you're speaking, they're about to get you into a world of trouble."

[cptn_reynolds]

Tiny cough. "That is to say...Why, uh...why is it that women gotta be so gorram beautiful?" Beat. "And by women I mean you," he says, taking a casual step closer to his wife.

[untamed_warrior]

She studies him thoughtfully for a moment, obviously not sure if she's willing to let him get away with it.

She does shift a bit closer though, which might indicate her decision... Might.

[cptn_reynolds]

In his casual, joking manner, he gestures to the ladder and says, "Shall we get to the spacin' me, 'cause my schedule's all clear for the next hour. But only the next hour, 'cause I was plannin' on makin' love to you at...some...point. But. After the spacing."

[untamed_warrior]

"After the spacing?" she shakes her head and steps closer to him "Wouldn't it make better sense doin' before the spacing? Kinda difficult after, with you out there 'n me in here..."

[cptn_reynolds]

"Well," he starts, in that cute and slighlty abashed way of his, "I didn't wanna go assumin'...I mean, we can totally do it the other way around. 'Cause like you said, kinda difficult, floatin' in the black...all corpsified."

Hands get shoved in his pockets and he shrugs. "But I won't be sayin' no either way," he adds, stepping closer.

[untamed_warrior]

"A bit less appealing, that. Corpsification." Zoe steps right up so that they're literally nose to nose. "Take me, Sir..."

Yes, she's still managing a straight face.

[cptn_reynolds]

Mal's lip twitches, but he manages to keep control. "You're the boss, Boss."

Which is when he cups her face and kisses her soundly.

[untamed_warrior]

There's a softness to our Zoe that not many see, and none of them in the way Mal gets to see it. Its in the sigh that escapes as she falls into the kiss, the way she shifts into his arms fully, the way her eyes drift to closed when she'd rather keep 'em open and watch him kissing her.

Course, that fierce warrior woman is there still... its in the way she kisses him, long and hard like he's her only source of breath.

[cptn_reynolds]

And in this corner, we have Mal. He might not be a God-fearin' man like he used to be, but the place where his faith in God used to be has been swllowed up by the section which held his faith in Zoe. She owns a substantial part of his soul, whether she knows it or not.

As she falls into the kiss, he catches her, breathes for her...he lets the 'verse fall away and lets this woman consume him.

[untamed_warrior]

There's a shiver running through her blood, then a smile as she breaks the kiss. "Works better without all this." as her hands slip between the fabric of his shirt and his skin.