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Title: Feels Too Damn Much Like Home
Rating: R
Characters: Mal, Zoë, Wash, Kaylee, Jayne, Inara with a brief
appearance by Bester
Pairings: Zoë/Wash
Love Story: Roger/Mimi from Rent
Word count: 6,869
Warnings: Pre-series so nothing to spoil
Prompt: Too Much
Summary: Zoë isn't ready for someone to come into her life, until she realizes she let him in anyway.
Notes: This is for shinyhearts Valentine's Day Challenge for
shanalle I hope you enjoy. Also thanks to my Wash for putting up with all my edits and assisting me. <3
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7
Chapter 5
When they got back to Serenity, Mal was waiting for them. "Wash, get us off this rock."
He hand left Zoë's hip and he nodded, flashing her a smile and running up the steps to the bridge. Within moments they were fired up and breaking atmo.
Zoë and Mal followed him to the bridge. Mal had noticed that Wash and Zoë were looking rather close, but he figured it was whatever they had been drinking. He didn't say anything. The three of them stood on the bridge as they broke atmo in silence. Mal looked at Wash. "Plot a course for Persephone." With that he nodded at Zoë and left the two of them alone on the bridge.
Wash did as he was told and looked back at Mal, smirking. He looked at Zoë and giggled into his hand. His head was still spinning from the drinks, but he was a little more focused.
Zoë laughed in spite of herself. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, pulling back after a few moments. She smirked at him and leaned against the console.
He was smiling from ear to ear and leaned back in his chair. "That was...hot." He bit his top lip and looked at his lap. She was resting in her favorite spot on the bridge, and he couldn't but look her up and down from the corner of her eyes. So much smaller then him, slender. He cleared his throat and chuckled again.
Zoë smirked again. "You planning on looking at me like that all night?" She reached over and put Serenity on autopilot and grabbed his hand, pulling him to his feet. "Or are you going to do something?"
He got to his feet, swallowing the dryness in his throat. "Don't think...really?"
She nodded at him. She ran her hands up to his biceps, noting the muscles beneath his shirt. She looked into his eyes, desire in hers.
He leaned in slowly, finally locking lips with hers, hand running up the back of her shirt. His other arm looped around her back, pulling her as close to him as possible.
Zoë's hands slid the rest of the way up his arms and wrapped around him, deepening their kiss slipping her tongue in his mouth.
He moaned into her mouth, sucking on her tongue. He pulled back and looked around the bridge. He leaned back in and kissed her hungrily. "Not here..." he whispered against her lips. "Not the first time..."
She smiled into his lips. "My bunk then." She kissed him and pulled him towards her bunk.
He nodded and followed her like a lost little puppy, stopping her every few steps to kiss her sweetly. He was smiling and keeping a look out for the others at the same time.
She stopped in front of her bunk and turned to kiss him deeply again. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pressing into his body with hers.
"In your bunk or in front of..." He kissed her again, smiling. "I don't mind people peakin', but is kinda embarrassing..."
She smirked at him and opened the door and climbed down the ladder.
He watched her go down and climbed after, looking around. He knew what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to cross any lines. He walked to her slowly, hands slinking around her waist, head resting against hers.
Her hands found their way to the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly. She looked into his eyes as she did so, making sure this was alright. She kissed him softly. All the passion and desire was there, but there was also caution. This was a fragile moment.
He watched her unbutton his shirt and then looked back up at her. He took her hands when she'd finished. "..me?" He didn't want her to make a mistake. He was still convinced he was nothing special, not nearly good enough for her. He swallowed the knot in his throat waiting for her reply.
"You." She smiled at him and leaned in for another kiss.
He kissed her back, all bets off now. He wouldn't let her down. She'd made her choice; he'd make it the right one. His hands pulled at her shirt, pulling it off her. A steady hand, unsnapped her bra, it too drifting to the floor.
Zoë smiled at him. She moved to suck at his neck, her hair falling over his shoulder. She sucked at the vein in his neck, licking it with her tongue and nipping at it.
His hands moved up her sides slowly, taking in the feel of her. They stopped at her chest and moved his head to kiss her again deeply.
She moaned into his mouth and pulled his lower lip between her teeth. His hands on her skin sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. She kissed with a hunger.
He couldn't control himself anymore. His hands ran back down finding the button to her pants and started to undo it. He caught her gaze, ready to stop if she said so. And he really hoped she didn't.
She smirked at him and slid her hands to undo his as well. She kissed his chest and up his neck, back to his lips.
He smiled against her lips, her pants sliding to the floor. Once his had done the same, he pulled her close, bodies their closest as they'd ever been.
His body felt so right next to hers. She clung to him, arms wrapped around him as she kissed him deeply, sucking on his tongue.
He could wrap around them both if he tried, there was nothing to her. Afraid he would break her, but he never would. Not on purpose. He kissed her, both falling back on the floor next to the bed. He picked himself up off her, scared he may have crushed her.
Zoë laughed and pulled him down on top of her. "Missed the bed." She kissed him again.
"Still tipsy..." He smiled and leaned down kissing her then moving to suck on her neck and chest. He was wondering if the rest of her tasted as good as her lips, and it did.
She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his soft hair. She moaned softly in his ear. His lips were amazing and sending electric shocks through her body.
He made butterfly kisses on her skin, from time to time, stopping and leaving a small mark. His mind raced, not sure where to go or what to do next.
Zoë kissed the sensitive skin just below his ear. She tortured it slowly, kissing it, sucking on it, licking it teasingly. She kept her fingers in his hair, tightening her grip on him as he kissed her skin, melting to his touch.
"Zo'..." he whispered her name, lips brushing against her skin. He sat up, pulling a blanket off the bed and rolling it to set behind her head. He kissed her gently as he lowered her head onto it.
She smiled at him as he lowered her head back down. He was so gentle with her. Her hand stayed at the base of his neck as he kissed her, other arm slinking around his back and bringing him back down to her.
Both hands were on either side of his head. He didn't say anything to her, just looked into her eyes, asking her.
Zoë smirked up at him as she arched her back into his body. She wanted him, and wanted him badly.
He leaned down and kissed her chest sweetly, before slowly pressing into her, groaning low as he did so. His arms flexed, holding himself up, stomach tightening. Her hands slid down his back as he pressed in, and she moaned low in her throat. She moved her body in time with his slowly. Soon they were moving as one as she leaned in to capture his mouth with hers.
He kissed her back passionately, delving deeper into her with each thrust. They were in their own world, Wash still unable to believe this was happening to them.
Her moans became louder as he moved with her. Her hands moved back up his back to grab his shoulders, bringing herself closer to him. She needed him to touch her, be in her and she was getting what she wanted.
One of his arms came around her back, supporting her as he continued to move with her, kissing her neck, taking in the smell of her. The room had become very hot and the sweat was dripping off him.
She leaned her head back, letting him kiss her throat. Her curls were damp with sweat. Their bodies glistened in the low light. She was panting as she moved her head to kiss him below his ear again. She needed to make him feel the way he was making her feel.
He kissed her shoulder, the soft sound of purring escaping his throat. He was close, but pressed on, all intentions of holding out as long as possible.
He purred against her and she purred right back into his ear. He was driving her wild. Her fingers found their way into his hair again. She held on to him, coming closer.
He couldn't hold on anymore, he cried out with every intention of withdrawing, but there was no time. He came inside her, hard, holding her to him in a sitting position.
She wrapped her legs around him, her orgasm coming with his. She clung to him, her breath still coming in pants. She kissed his neck sweetly, hugging him close to her.
"I'm...I'm sorry...I...are you all right..." He was panting heavily, eyes closed and arms around her.
She nuzzled his neck. "Yes." She pulled back enough to look into his eyes. "What do you have to be sorry about?" She brushed the hair from his face and kissed him sweetly.
"Well I just sorta...um...inside you and..." He looked down, still catching his breath. He pulled the blanket over she had been using as a pillow and wrapped it around them.
She smiled at him, telling him that there was nothing to apologize for with her eyes. She leaned in to kiss him again. She didn't care. As he wrapped the blanket around them, she hugged him close again.
He shifted and leaned against the bed, holding her to him and looking around the room. That was, beyond words and everything he'd imagined.
She snuggled against him. She didn't have any words for that moment. She kissed his neck sweetly and pulled back to look into his eyes again.
He looked at her and smiled. "Wow...huh?"
Zoë smiled right back. "Doesn't even begin to cover it."
"So...dun good?" He nuzzled his nose against hers and kissed it leaning against the bed more and closing his eyes.
She kissed him sweetly on the mouth. "You okay here?" She meant sleeping against her bed.
"Hmm?" He opened his eyes again. "I'm...stayin'?" She was going to let him stay in her room too? He started rambling, looking around, running his hand through his hair. The same man that had just made love to her was back to the nervous mess he could be at times.
She smiled at him. "If you want to. Though the bed might be a little more comfortable." She closed her eyes and leaned into his hand in her hair.
He shifted, getting up, helping her onto the bed and laying beside her. He pulled the blanket around her more. This was comfortable, something he could get used to.
She snuggled up against him and wrapped her arms around him. This felt so right. She smiled at him as he pulled the blanket around her again. He was so gentle.
He shivered, wrapping his arms around her. Bit drafty in her room. He nuzzled her face and rested his head on the pillows.
She kissed his nose and moved closer to him, closing her eyes and sighing softly. She opened her eyes again and trailed her fingers down his cheek.
He was lying on his side, arm under the pillow, his other on her side. His was breathing steadily, eyes closed. A snore escaped him. He'd fallen asleep. The alcohol, plus all the action, had finally hit him.
She smiled and laid her head next to his. She closed her eyes and nuzzled his nose before falling asleep herself.
Rating: R
Characters: Mal, Zoë, Wash, Kaylee, Jayne, Inara with a brief
appearance by Bester
Pairings: Zoë/Wash
Love Story: Roger/Mimi from Rent
Word count: 6,869
Warnings: Pre-series so nothing to spoil
Prompt: Too Much
Summary: Zoë isn't ready for someone to come into her life, until she realizes she let him in anyway.
Notes: This is for shinyhearts Valentine's Day Challenge for
shanalle I hope you enjoy. Also thanks to my Wash for putting up with all my edits and assisting me. <3
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7
Chapter 5
When they got back to Serenity, Mal was waiting for them. "Wash, get us off this rock."
He hand left Zoë's hip and he nodded, flashing her a smile and running up the steps to the bridge. Within moments they were fired up and breaking atmo.
Zoë and Mal followed him to the bridge. Mal had noticed that Wash and Zoë were looking rather close, but he figured it was whatever they had been drinking. He didn't say anything. The three of them stood on the bridge as they broke atmo in silence. Mal looked at Wash. "Plot a course for Persephone." With that he nodded at Zoë and left the two of them alone on the bridge.
Wash did as he was told and looked back at Mal, smirking. He looked at Zoë and giggled into his hand. His head was still spinning from the drinks, but he was a little more focused.
Zoë laughed in spite of herself. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, pulling back after a few moments. She smirked at him and leaned against the console.
He was smiling from ear to ear and leaned back in his chair. "That was...hot." He bit his top lip and looked at his lap. She was resting in her favorite spot on the bridge, and he couldn't but look her up and down from the corner of her eyes. So much smaller then him, slender. He cleared his throat and chuckled again.
Zoë smirked again. "You planning on looking at me like that all night?" She reached over and put Serenity on autopilot and grabbed his hand, pulling him to his feet. "Or are you going to do something?"
He got to his feet, swallowing the dryness in his throat. "Don't think...really?"
She nodded at him. She ran her hands up to his biceps, noting the muscles beneath his shirt. She looked into his eyes, desire in hers.
He leaned in slowly, finally locking lips with hers, hand running up the back of her shirt. His other arm looped around her back, pulling her as close to him as possible.
Zoë's hands slid the rest of the way up his arms and wrapped around him, deepening their kiss slipping her tongue in his mouth.
He moaned into her mouth, sucking on her tongue. He pulled back and looked around the bridge. He leaned back in and kissed her hungrily. "Not here..." he whispered against her lips. "Not the first time..."
She smiled into his lips. "My bunk then." She kissed him and pulled him towards her bunk.
He nodded and followed her like a lost little puppy, stopping her every few steps to kiss her sweetly. He was smiling and keeping a look out for the others at the same time.
She stopped in front of her bunk and turned to kiss him deeply again. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pressing into his body with hers.
"In your bunk or in front of..." He kissed her again, smiling. "I don't mind people peakin', but is kinda embarrassing..."
She smirked at him and opened the door and climbed down the ladder.
He watched her go down and climbed after, looking around. He knew what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to cross any lines. He walked to her slowly, hands slinking around her waist, head resting against hers.
Her hands found their way to the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly. She looked into his eyes as she did so, making sure this was alright. She kissed him softly. All the passion and desire was there, but there was also caution. This was a fragile moment.
He watched her unbutton his shirt and then looked back up at her. He took her hands when she'd finished. "..me?" He didn't want her to make a mistake. He was still convinced he was nothing special, not nearly good enough for her. He swallowed the knot in his throat waiting for her reply.
"You." She smiled at him and leaned in for another kiss.
He kissed her back, all bets off now. He wouldn't let her down. She'd made her choice; he'd make it the right one. His hands pulled at her shirt, pulling it off her. A steady hand, unsnapped her bra, it too drifting to the floor.
Zoë smiled at him. She moved to suck at his neck, her hair falling over his shoulder. She sucked at the vein in his neck, licking it with her tongue and nipping at it.
His hands moved up her sides slowly, taking in the feel of her. They stopped at her chest and moved his head to kiss her again deeply.
She moaned into his mouth and pulled his lower lip between her teeth. His hands on her skin sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. She kissed with a hunger.
He couldn't control himself anymore. His hands ran back down finding the button to her pants and started to undo it. He caught her gaze, ready to stop if she said so. And he really hoped she didn't.
She smirked at him and slid her hands to undo his as well. She kissed his chest and up his neck, back to his lips.
He smiled against her lips, her pants sliding to the floor. Once his had done the same, he pulled her close, bodies their closest as they'd ever been.
His body felt so right next to hers. She clung to him, arms wrapped around him as she kissed him deeply, sucking on his tongue.
He could wrap around them both if he tried, there was nothing to her. Afraid he would break her, but he never would. Not on purpose. He kissed her, both falling back on the floor next to the bed. He picked himself up off her, scared he may have crushed her.
Zoë laughed and pulled him down on top of her. "Missed the bed." She kissed him again.
"Still tipsy..." He smiled and leaned down kissing her then moving to suck on her neck and chest. He was wondering if the rest of her tasted as good as her lips, and it did.
She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his soft hair. She moaned softly in his ear. His lips were amazing and sending electric shocks through her body.
He made butterfly kisses on her skin, from time to time, stopping and leaving a small mark. His mind raced, not sure where to go or what to do next.
Zoë kissed the sensitive skin just below his ear. She tortured it slowly, kissing it, sucking on it, licking it teasingly. She kept her fingers in his hair, tightening her grip on him as he kissed her skin, melting to his touch.
"Zo'..." he whispered her name, lips brushing against her skin. He sat up, pulling a blanket off the bed and rolling it to set behind her head. He kissed her gently as he lowered her head onto it.
She smiled at him as he lowered her head back down. He was so gentle with her. Her hand stayed at the base of his neck as he kissed her, other arm slinking around his back and bringing him back down to her.
Both hands were on either side of his head. He didn't say anything to her, just looked into her eyes, asking her.
Zoë smirked up at him as she arched her back into his body. She wanted him, and wanted him badly.
He leaned down and kissed her chest sweetly, before slowly pressing into her, groaning low as he did so. His arms flexed, holding himself up, stomach tightening. Her hands slid down his back as he pressed in, and she moaned low in her throat. She moved her body in time with his slowly. Soon they were moving as one as she leaned in to capture his mouth with hers.
He kissed her back passionately, delving deeper into her with each thrust. They were in their own world, Wash still unable to believe this was happening to them.
Her moans became louder as he moved with her. Her hands moved back up his back to grab his shoulders, bringing herself closer to him. She needed him to touch her, be in her and she was getting what she wanted.
One of his arms came around her back, supporting her as he continued to move with her, kissing her neck, taking in the smell of her. The room had become very hot and the sweat was dripping off him.
She leaned her head back, letting him kiss her throat. Her curls were damp with sweat. Their bodies glistened in the low light. She was panting as she moved her head to kiss him below his ear again. She needed to make him feel the way he was making her feel.
He kissed her shoulder, the soft sound of purring escaping his throat. He was close, but pressed on, all intentions of holding out as long as possible.
He purred against her and she purred right back into his ear. He was driving her wild. Her fingers found their way into his hair again. She held on to him, coming closer.
He couldn't hold on anymore, he cried out with every intention of withdrawing, but there was no time. He came inside her, hard, holding her to him in a sitting position.
She wrapped her legs around him, her orgasm coming with his. She clung to him, her breath still coming in pants. She kissed his neck sweetly, hugging him close to her.
"I'm...I'm sorry...I...are you all right..." He was panting heavily, eyes closed and arms around her.
She nuzzled his neck. "Yes." She pulled back enough to look into his eyes. "What do you have to be sorry about?" She brushed the hair from his face and kissed him sweetly.
"Well I just sorta...um...inside you and..." He looked down, still catching his breath. He pulled the blanket over she had been using as a pillow and wrapped it around them.
She smiled at him, telling him that there was nothing to apologize for with her eyes. She leaned in to kiss him again. She didn't care. As he wrapped the blanket around them, she hugged him close again.
He shifted and leaned against the bed, holding her to him and looking around the room. That was, beyond words and everything he'd imagined.
She snuggled against him. She didn't have any words for that moment. She kissed his neck sweetly and pulled back to look into his eyes again.
He looked at her and smiled. "Wow...huh?"
Zoë smiled right back. "Doesn't even begin to cover it."
"So...dun good?" He nuzzled his nose against hers and kissed it leaning against the bed more and closing his eyes.
She kissed him sweetly on the mouth. "You okay here?" She meant sleeping against her bed.
"Hmm?" He opened his eyes again. "I'm...stayin'?" She was going to let him stay in her room too? He started rambling, looking around, running his hand through his hair. The same man that had just made love to her was back to the nervous mess he could be at times.
She smiled at him. "If you want to. Though the bed might be a little more comfortable." She closed her eyes and leaned into his hand in her hair.
He shifted, getting up, helping her onto the bed and laying beside her. He pulled the blanket around her more. This was comfortable, something he could get used to.
She snuggled up against him and wrapped her arms around him. This felt so right. She smiled at him as he pulled the blanket around her again. He was so gentle.
He shivered, wrapping his arms around her. Bit drafty in her room. He nuzzled her face and rested his head on the pillows.
She kissed his nose and moved closer to him, closing her eyes and sighing softly. She opened her eyes again and trailed her fingers down his cheek.
He was lying on his side, arm under the pillow, his other on her side. His was breathing steadily, eyes closed. A snore escaped him. He'd fallen asleep. The alcohol, plus all the action, had finally hit him.
She smiled and laid her head next to his. She closed her eyes and nuzzled his nose before falling asleep herself.