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[lunarknightz]

Five plus hours and countless episodes of "Roseanne" later, I've finished my undermistletoe  fic- The Proposal That Almost Wasn't.   It's Chlark (of course), and as the title may make you think, has to do with proposal-y goodness.  I'm rather proud of it, so go check it out.  *g*

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secret santa drabbles

[anonymous]

oops. I missed yesterday's drabble when I cut and paste. So here's another double drabble day. :)

23. December 19, 2005
“Nî hâo mêi,” Simon murmured against the skin of Kaylee's throat. He could feel her pulse against his lips, erratic as his own. His hand was lost between her legs, hers was tangled up in his hair. Simon was putting those talented hands of his to good use. Kaylee nearly leapt off of the bed with a keening cry. Kaylee was about to explode from it all, her legs moving restlessly

[anonymous]

They were heading back to Kaylee’s home world, though it was going to be a surprise for Simon. She asked Mal not to mention it; he had already seemed sad enough that his parents couldn’t be there for him at a time like this. She was sure her family would love him, and that it would help ease the disappointment. “You’re too happy for your own good,” Mal had said, shaking his head. “Some things just never change.”

On impulse, Kaylee gave Mal a swift hug. “Oh, I just want everyone else as happy as I am now. And he deserves it, you know? He gave up so much to do the right thing. I want to make up for it a bit, is all.”

With a wry grin, Mal shook his head again. “He loves you, Mei mei. You’re more’n enough just on your own.”