A fic for Katy....
Title: Two Become One
Characters: Zoe, Kaylee, Inara, Mal, Jayne, Wash
Pairing: Zoe/Wash
Rating: R
A/N: This is dedicated to
seguchiquatre and it is the continuation of something I wrote for the
ff_friday prompt of numbers a while back. So I hope you enjoy.
Zoe climbed out of her bunk and followed Kaylee down to Inara's shuttle. She didn't look up at the bridge, but kept her face foward. Inara smiled as she closed the door behind the two women.
"Are you ready?" the Companion asked.
Zoe swallowed. "Yes." She was nervous, but the good kind of nervous. Kaylee added jasmine and vanilla oils to the small tub of water that was in the middle of the room. Inara began to unbuckle the warrior woman's vest. Zoe twisted her hair up and off her neck as her clothes were shed.
Inara took the sponge and slowly washed Zoe's body, humming softly. Zoe closed her eyes and heard Kaylee moving about the room, heard the faint rustling of silk. When the Companion had toweled off Zoe's body, the woman remained, cleansed from everything before that day. Zoe stood as Kaylee brought over the dress and Zoe smiled.
~*~
She peeked through the door and saw him standing there, nervously pulling at his neck tie. She sighed and turned back to the other women. "He looks so handsome." She beamed.
Mal cleared his throat. "Can we get this show on the road?" Zoe smiled and took the arm he offered her. Inara and Kaylee fluffed her dress and fussed over her hair. They smiled and Kaylee had tears in her eyes.
Zoe entered the tiny chapel and she smiled as she saw Wash stare at her. Her eyes never left his as Mal escorted her, the tiny aisle seeming to stretch on forever. Finally, she stood before him, glowing with pride and happiness at finally getting to this day. Zoe took his hands in hers and smiled at him, barely aware of everyone else in the room.
The Shepherd went through the marriage rites and then produced a length of cord. He wrapped the cord around Zoe and Wash's joined hands. "May this cord bind two hearts, two minds, two lives and make them one heart, one mind and one life." He unwrapped the cord and handed it to Wash. There were tears in Zoe's eyes and Wash's hands reached up to cup her face. His eyes searched out hers. He glanced to the Shepherd, who nodded, and Wash pulled Zoe into his arms and kissed his beautiful wife.
~*~
Kaylee had organized quite a party in the galley. Everyone was happy and enjoying themselves, pleasantly drunk. The cord the Shepherd had given him Wash fashioned into a necklace and presented it to his wfie. She kissed him deeply in return for the sweet gesture. He swept Zoe up into his arms as she giggles and carried her out of the galley as he heard Jayne snickering.
He set her back on her feet outside what had been her bunk just hours before. He smiled at her. "Welcome home, wife." she slipped her arms around his neck, face inches from his.
"Welcome home, husband." Her mouth claimed his as his arms tightened around her slim waist. Their kiss was slow and passionate. She pulled softly away, dark eyes focused on his. He kicked open the hatch, arms still around her. She smiled and kissed him softly. She reluctantly pulled away from his arms, body humming for him. She lifted the hem of her dress and tossed him a seductive look over her shoulder as she climbed down.
Wash couldn't have scrambled down fast enough. His lips were on hers, crushing her against the wall next to the ladder, locking the door without breaking their kiss. Her hands slid into his soft hair. Everything was different.
Her caresses seemed softer, her lips fuller to Wash. He sucked on her lower lip as she sighed softly. They were going slowly, savoring this night above all others. He released her lips and his lips traveled slowly along her jaw line. She breathed a soft moan into his ear as his kissed reached her neck.
Her slender fingers curled softly in his hair, her body flush against his. He began to suck on her neck, marking her slowly as she purred softly beneath his lips. His gentle fingers slipped the strap of her dress over so his mouth could pleasure the skin of her shoulder.
"Wash..." His name came softly, breathlessly, full of need and desire. He purred against her skin and she felt her knees get week. His arm tightened around her waist, holding her up and against him. She could feel him against her thigh and her eyes fluttered closed. Wash's mouth traveled downward, tongue slipping temptingly under the fabric of her dress.
"God, you look good in slink," he all but growled against her skin. He pulled away to drink in the sight of her, completely his. He picked her up again and carried her to the bed, their bed. He lay her gently on the mattress, nestling her against the pillows.
Zoe looked up at him, eyes dark with desire, lips swollen from their kisses, parted slightly, his marks pink on the delicate skin of her throat and shoulder. He laid himself down next to her, their bodies touching. Wash cupped her cheek, brushing her skin with thumb. He reached behind her head and pulled the clip holding her hair out gently, her curls cascading around her face. He leaned in and kissed her, softly at first. Her tongue slowly slipped into his mouth, caressing his as their kiss deepened.
His lips left her's again and moved down her throat, his nose rubbing against her skin. She shifted under him, trying to bring her body closer to his.
"You smell amazing, wife," he purred against the skin between her breasts. She arched her back to bring her skin closer to his mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips as the tip of his tongue teased her skin. His hand traveled down her back, finding the zipper. His knuckle brushed against the skin of her back as he pulled the zipper down, causing her to shudder with pleasure. He slipped the slik dress from her shoulders, pulling the fabric slowly over her body, stopping at her waist.
She smiled at him as his mouth decended on her breast, kissing it, sucking her nipple softly into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. She was writhing beneath him and his mouth. His lips moved to her other breast, not wanting to favor one over the other. His hands slipped between them, pushing the fabric down more.
This was the one place Wash topped his wife. She completely surrendered herself to him in the bedroom. He released her breast, earning him a moan of longing from her lips. His eyes darkened as he pulled the dress off his wife, leaving her naked beneath him.
"What? No sexy underwear for me?" he teased, kneeling over her.
Her dark eyes smouldered with desire at him. "Maybe later. Wanted to be ready for my husband," she replied huskily. "'Sides, silk feels nice against my skin." Wash growled and his mouth decended on her smooth stomach. His lips traveled lower on her skin, tongue flicking over her belly button. He kissed along her thigh and she shuddered again. His deep blue eyes sparkled up at her as his tongue teased her slit. Her hips arched off the bed on their own and he held her down, hands firm but gentle on her skin as his tongue slipped in, teasing her clit.
A soft cry reached Wash's ears as he pushed his tongue in deeper, enjoying how wet his wife already was for him. It didn't take long before she came against his mouth and he held her hips down to prevent her from bucking against the bed. He lapped up her sweet juices and crawled up her body to kiss her full on her mouth.
Her arms tightened around him and she rolled him over, tugging at his tie, lips never leaving his. She was anxious for him, fingers working quickly at the buttons of his shirt. He held her hands and pulled back from her hungry lips.
"Slow down, wife. I'm not going any where." He kissed her softly, one hand cupping her face. Her hands traveled over his six-pack and chest, fingers ghosting over his toned skin. "That's it," he murmured into her mouth, softly nipping at her tongue. Her gentle hands slipped the shirt from his shoulders as he sat up a little. She tossed the shirt aside and pushed him back on to the bed. Her lips left his and moved to his ear as his gentle hands smoothed up and down the skin of her back. She purred against the sensitive skin behind his ear and was rewarded with a groan of pleasure and his arm tightening around her waist. She nipped softly at his ear, enjoying the feel of his body under hers. He pushed up against her as she purred his ear.
One of his hands slid into her thick mane of dark curls. He moaned as she released his ear, her mouth traveling down his throat. Her hands slipped between them, unbuckling his belt. She sucked at his throat as she slipped his pants and his boxers down at once. He moaned as his lips left his his body so she could finally rid him of the clothes that stood in their way. She lay her body on top of his, mouth again at his neck.
He rolled over on top of her and slid himself into her. He kissed her gently, not moving himself, just holding her, wanting to be close to her, to be in her, to be loved by her. She bent her knees, forcing him to slip deeper into her and she wrapped one leg around his.
This moment was about intimacy, not sex. Zoe felt like her body was on fire every where their skin touched. He cupped her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her tenderly on the mouth. The knuckles of one hand brushed against his cheek, the other gently in his hair. Slowly, he began to rock into her, his intense blue eyes never leaving her deep chocolate ones. Their bodies moved as one, this moment perfect, as though it was their first time. He leaned down, placing soft, tender kisses on her neck and jaw. The only sounds were thie soft moans, beginning to reach a cresendo in thier harmony.
No words were exchanged but they came together, senses heightened. Their lips met as they rode the waves of their pleasure. He kept himself balanced above her, looking down at her with the same love and adoration that reflected in her eyes for him. Nothing needed to be said as he lay himself down on top of her, kissing her cheek.
Zoe's fingers curled gently in his hair, her legs entwinded with his, not breaking their connection. He wrapped one arm around her and he played with her sweat-drenched curls. Tthey nuzzled their faces together, enjoying their closeness.
"We did it." Zoe's eyes lipped closed and she rested her nose against his, blissful smile on her face. Wash was proud that he put that smile there, the smile that lit up her face as she drifted off to sleep.
"I love you, wife." He kissed her nose and settled in on top of her.
"I love you, too, husband," she murmured. They fell asleep, wrapped up in each other, one heart, one mind, one life.
Characters: Zoe, Kaylee, Inara, Mal, Jayne, Wash
Pairing: Zoe/Wash
Rating: R
A/N: This is dedicated to
seguchiquatre and it is the continuation of something I wrote for the
ff_friday prompt of numbers a while back. So I hope you enjoy.
Zoe climbed out of her bunk and followed Kaylee down to Inara's shuttle. She didn't look up at the bridge, but kept her face foward. Inara smiled as she closed the door behind the two women.
"Are you ready?" the Companion asked.
Zoe swallowed. "Yes." She was nervous, but the good kind of nervous. Kaylee added jasmine and vanilla oils to the small tub of water that was in the middle of the room. Inara began to unbuckle the warrior woman's vest. Zoe twisted her hair up and off her neck as her clothes were shed.
Inara took the sponge and slowly washed Zoe's body, humming softly. Zoe closed her eyes and heard Kaylee moving about the room, heard the faint rustling of silk. When the Companion had toweled off Zoe's body, the woman remained, cleansed from everything before that day. Zoe stood as Kaylee brought over the dress and Zoe smiled.
~*~
She peeked through the door and saw him standing there, nervously pulling at his neck tie. She sighed and turned back to the other women. "He looks so handsome." She beamed.
Mal cleared his throat. "Can we get this show on the road?" Zoe smiled and took the arm he offered her. Inara and Kaylee fluffed her dress and fussed over her hair. They smiled and Kaylee had tears in her eyes.
Zoe entered the tiny chapel and she smiled as she saw Wash stare at her. Her eyes never left his as Mal escorted her, the tiny aisle seeming to stretch on forever. Finally, she stood before him, glowing with pride and happiness at finally getting to this day. Zoe took his hands in hers and smiled at him, barely aware of everyone else in the room.
The Shepherd went through the marriage rites and then produced a length of cord. He wrapped the cord around Zoe and Wash's joined hands. "May this cord bind two hearts, two minds, two lives and make them one heart, one mind and one life." He unwrapped the cord and handed it to Wash. There were tears in Zoe's eyes and Wash's hands reached up to cup her face. His eyes searched out hers. He glanced to the Shepherd, who nodded, and Wash pulled Zoe into his arms and kissed his beautiful wife.
~*~
Kaylee had organized quite a party in the galley. Everyone was happy and enjoying themselves, pleasantly drunk. The cord the Shepherd had given him Wash fashioned into a necklace and presented it to his wfie. She kissed him deeply in return for the sweet gesture. He swept Zoe up into his arms as she giggles and carried her out of the galley as he heard Jayne snickering.
He set her back on her feet outside what had been her bunk just hours before. He smiled at her. "Welcome home, wife." she slipped her arms around his neck, face inches from his.
"Welcome home, husband." Her mouth claimed his as his arms tightened around her slim waist. Their kiss was slow and passionate. She pulled softly away, dark eyes focused on his. He kicked open the hatch, arms still around her. She smiled and kissed him softly. She reluctantly pulled away from his arms, body humming for him. She lifted the hem of her dress and tossed him a seductive look over her shoulder as she climbed down.
Wash couldn't have scrambled down fast enough. His lips were on hers, crushing her against the wall next to the ladder, locking the door without breaking their kiss. Her hands slid into his soft hair. Everything was different.
Her caresses seemed softer, her lips fuller to Wash. He sucked on her lower lip as she sighed softly. They were going slowly, savoring this night above all others. He released her lips and his lips traveled slowly along her jaw line. She breathed a soft moan into his ear as his kissed reached her neck.
Her slender fingers curled softly in his hair, her body flush against his. He began to suck on her neck, marking her slowly as she purred softly beneath his lips. His gentle fingers slipped the strap of her dress over so his mouth could pleasure the skin of her shoulder.
"Wash..." His name came softly, breathlessly, full of need and desire. He purred against her skin and she felt her knees get week. His arm tightened around her waist, holding her up and against him. She could feel him against her thigh and her eyes fluttered closed. Wash's mouth traveled downward, tongue slipping temptingly under the fabric of her dress.
"God, you look good in slink," he all but growled against her skin. He pulled away to drink in the sight of her, completely his. He picked her up again and carried her to the bed, their bed. He lay her gently on the mattress, nestling her against the pillows.
Zoe looked up at him, eyes dark with desire, lips swollen from their kisses, parted slightly, his marks pink on the delicate skin of her throat and shoulder. He laid himself down next to her, their bodies touching. Wash cupped her cheek, brushing her skin with thumb. He reached behind her head and pulled the clip holding her hair out gently, her curls cascading around her face. He leaned in and kissed her, softly at first. Her tongue slowly slipped into his mouth, caressing his as their kiss deepened.
His lips left her's again and moved down her throat, his nose rubbing against her skin. She shifted under him, trying to bring her body closer to his.
"You smell amazing, wife," he purred against the skin between her breasts. She arched her back to bring her skin closer to his mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips as the tip of his tongue teased her skin. His hand traveled down her back, finding the zipper. His knuckle brushed against the skin of her back as he pulled the zipper down, causing her to shudder with pleasure. He slipped the slik dress from her shoulders, pulling the fabric slowly over her body, stopping at her waist.
She smiled at him as his mouth decended on her breast, kissing it, sucking her nipple softly into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. She was writhing beneath him and his mouth. His lips moved to her other breast, not wanting to favor one over the other. His hands slipped between them, pushing the fabric down more.
This was the one place Wash topped his wife. She completely surrendered herself to him in the bedroom. He released her breast, earning him a moan of longing from her lips. His eyes darkened as he pulled the dress off his wife, leaving her naked beneath him.
"What? No sexy underwear for me?" he teased, kneeling over her.
Her dark eyes smouldered with desire at him. "Maybe later. Wanted to be ready for my husband," she replied huskily. "'Sides, silk feels nice against my skin." Wash growled and his mouth decended on her smooth stomach. His lips traveled lower on her skin, tongue flicking over her belly button. He kissed along her thigh and she shuddered again. His deep blue eyes sparkled up at her as his tongue teased her slit. Her hips arched off the bed on their own and he held her down, hands firm but gentle on her skin as his tongue slipped in, teasing her clit.
A soft cry reached Wash's ears as he pushed his tongue in deeper, enjoying how wet his wife already was for him. It didn't take long before she came against his mouth and he held her hips down to prevent her from bucking against the bed. He lapped up her sweet juices and crawled up her body to kiss her full on her mouth.
Her arms tightened around him and she rolled him over, tugging at his tie, lips never leaving his. She was anxious for him, fingers working quickly at the buttons of his shirt. He held her hands and pulled back from her hungry lips.
"Slow down, wife. I'm not going any where." He kissed her softly, one hand cupping her face. Her hands traveled over his six-pack and chest, fingers ghosting over his toned skin. "That's it," he murmured into her mouth, softly nipping at her tongue. Her gentle hands slipped the shirt from his shoulders as he sat up a little. She tossed the shirt aside and pushed him back on to the bed. Her lips left his and moved to his ear as his gentle hands smoothed up and down the skin of her back. She purred against the sensitive skin behind his ear and was rewarded with a groan of pleasure and his arm tightening around her waist. She nipped softly at his ear, enjoying the feel of his body under hers. He pushed up against her as she purred his ear.
One of his hands slid into her thick mane of dark curls. He moaned as she released his ear, her mouth traveling down his throat. Her hands slipped between them, unbuckling his belt. She sucked at his throat as she slipped his pants and his boxers down at once. He moaned as his lips left his his body so she could finally rid him of the clothes that stood in their way. She lay her body on top of his, mouth again at his neck.
He rolled over on top of her and slid himself into her. He kissed her gently, not moving himself, just holding her, wanting to be close to her, to be in her, to be loved by her. She bent her knees, forcing him to slip deeper into her and she wrapped one leg around his.
This moment was about intimacy, not sex. Zoe felt like her body was on fire every where their skin touched. He cupped her face in his hands and leaned down to kiss her tenderly on the mouth. The knuckles of one hand brushed against his cheek, the other gently in his hair. Slowly, he began to rock into her, his intense blue eyes never leaving her deep chocolate ones. Their bodies moved as one, this moment perfect, as though it was their first time. He leaned down, placing soft, tender kisses on her neck and jaw. The only sounds were thie soft moans, beginning to reach a cresendo in thier harmony.
No words were exchanged but they came together, senses heightened. Their lips met as they rode the waves of their pleasure. He kept himself balanced above her, looking down at her with the same love and adoration that reflected in her eyes for him. Nothing needed to be said as he lay himself down on top of her, kissing her cheek.
Zoe's fingers curled gently in his hair, her legs entwinded with his, not breaking their connection. He wrapped one arm around her and he played with her sweat-drenched curls. Tthey nuzzled their faces together, enjoying their closeness.
"We did it." Zoe's eyes lipped closed and she rested her nose against his, blissful smile on her face. Wash was proud that he put that smile there, the smile that lit up her face as she drifted off to sleep.
"I love you, wife." He kissed her nose and settled in on top of her.
"I love you, too, husband," she murmured. They fell asleep, wrapped up in each other, one heart, one mind, one life.