I am teh slowest girl in the 'verse.
This was meant to get online yesterday as my last contribution to femslash100's challenge 100 only I hadn't finished it so now it isn't for any challenge, it just exists. *shrugs*
Title: Starlight
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Kaylee/Inara
Rating: G
Genre: Femslash
Summary: After “Shindig”. Kaylee, Inara, pretty dresses and dancing.
Author’s Notes: I like femslash, but a part of it for me is all about how very pretty it can be. I mean, boyslash is quite pretty too, but they don’t have the right shape for lovely dresses. So this is Kaylee/Inara and written for me. All about teh pretty.
There ain’t much room in Inara’s shuttle for dancing, but they try anyway. Kaylee is beginning to think that she’ll never want to take this dress off- might make getting into little places to fix up the engine more’n a bit tricky, but hey; a dress like this, it would be worth it. Inara looks as glamorous as ever, dark hair curling around her shoulders, and her hands are cool and small in Kaylee’s as they turn one way, then the other.
“Think I’m gettin’ the hang of this,” Kaylee manages to smile, though her teeth are gritted from concentration. She doesn’t think she’ll ever get to go to another party, but the dancing was so pretty that she wants to be able to do it all herself, and ‘sides; it’s an excuse to get Inara alone and touching her and that’s all it really needs to be.
“You are,” Inara agrees, smiling in return, stepping gracefully to the left, then to the right, and Kaylee carefully mirrors her movements, twirling at the right moment and managing to avoid tangling either one of them up with her dress; a great acheivement.
Their hold is full of cows and the cap’n ain’t dead and Serenity’s behaving herself for once, making happy humming sounds under the radio playing music, soft, quiet. Kaylee weren’t sure what to think when Inara asked her to bring her dress up to the shuttle and helped her into it (Zoe had done it the first time; she was nice and all, but she’s even less at home with pretties than Kaylee is), then painted up her face for her, twirled her hair all up. Zoe had managed to pull it back with a pink ribbon and Simon and Book had both told her she looked lovely and Jayne had made a grunting sound that Kaylee reckoned was approval, but she looks so much more beautiful now. Inara can do the most wonderful things with hair and soft tendrils fall around Kaylee’s face and shoulders, little pink-tinted sparkles twirled into the locks.
But somehow Kaylee don’t mind that there’s no one but Inara to see her.
Inara looks wonderful too; her gown is a lovely shade of cream that goes well with Kaylee’s. There are fewer ruffles, but Inara isn’t a ruffles girl; she flows in clean lines of pale silk, contrasting beautifully with her dark hair. Kaylee thinks that if it weren’t ‘Nara here, no one but Inara, she’d feel awkward and in awe of the other woman, how gorgeous she looks. So at home in a world Kaylee gets nothing but scraps from, but it’s all right. She’s quite happy with the leftovers of pretties and the strawberries and Inara’s soft smile as she curls an arm around Kaylee’s waist, the two of them moving together.
Kaylee can remember seeing Inara and the cap’n moving like this, elegant and smooth and it weren’t like the cap’n to be like that, but then she could see their expressions and knew they were arguing again. Sometimes she looks at Inara and the hurt that their captain leaves her with and it makes her want to break things, but out here in the black there’s nothing she can break that they won’t need in a few moments anyway.
“You’re good at this,” Inara says, turning Kaylee to the left and taking her hands for the final turns of the dance. Kaylee still has her little lace gloves but Inara has nothing at all on her hands, and Kaylee looks at them, all soft and the nails shiny and polished-like, and is suddenly ashamed of the rough calluses Serenity’s innards give her. “You’ll be able to ask Simon to dance with you.”
And it would make sense that Simon would know this dance, but Kaylee can also picture him blushing and acting all embarrassed around her, not moving with the ease Inara does, and ‘sides, it’s not like she can miss the looks he gives Jayne when he thinks no one’s looking, and in any case it ain’t Simon that she wants to dance with. He’s shiny to look at but she’s not sure that there’s anything else there for her.
So she doesn’t say anything at all as Inara ends their dance with the most graceful curtsey that Kaylee doesn’t even attempt to copy (her dress makes some movements more’n a little difficult; maybe she will have to take it off from time to time) but doesn’t let go of Kaylee’s hands. The music fades but Kaylee can see their reflection in Inara’s looking glass, and it looks right for once. The gap between them isn’t so pronounced; Kaylee’s all dressed up and Inara’s slightly flushed from the dancing, hair a little messy, and now they’ve got middle ground.
Title: Starlight
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Kaylee/Inara
Rating: G
Genre: Femslash
Summary: After “Shindig”. Kaylee, Inara, pretty dresses and dancing.
Author’s Notes: I like femslash, but a part of it for me is all about how very pretty it can be. I mean, boyslash is quite pretty too, but they don’t have the right shape for lovely dresses. So this is Kaylee/Inara and written for me. All about teh pretty.
There ain’t much room in Inara’s shuttle for dancing, but they try anyway. Kaylee is beginning to think that she’ll never want to take this dress off- might make getting into little places to fix up the engine more’n a bit tricky, but hey; a dress like this, it would be worth it. Inara looks as glamorous as ever, dark hair curling around her shoulders, and her hands are cool and small in Kaylee’s as they turn one way, then the other.
“Think I’m gettin’ the hang of this,” Kaylee manages to smile, though her teeth are gritted from concentration. She doesn’t think she’ll ever get to go to another party, but the dancing was so pretty that she wants to be able to do it all herself, and ‘sides; it’s an excuse to get Inara alone and touching her and that’s all it really needs to be.
“You are,” Inara agrees, smiling in return, stepping gracefully to the left, then to the right, and Kaylee carefully mirrors her movements, twirling at the right moment and managing to avoid tangling either one of them up with her dress; a great acheivement.
Their hold is full of cows and the cap’n ain’t dead and Serenity’s behaving herself for once, making happy humming sounds under the radio playing music, soft, quiet. Kaylee weren’t sure what to think when Inara asked her to bring her dress up to the shuttle and helped her into it (Zoe had done it the first time; she was nice and all, but she’s even less at home with pretties than Kaylee is), then painted up her face for her, twirled her hair all up. Zoe had managed to pull it back with a pink ribbon and Simon and Book had both told her she looked lovely and Jayne had made a grunting sound that Kaylee reckoned was approval, but she looks so much more beautiful now. Inara can do the most wonderful things with hair and soft tendrils fall around Kaylee’s face and shoulders, little pink-tinted sparkles twirled into the locks.
But somehow Kaylee don’t mind that there’s no one but Inara to see her.
Inara looks wonderful too; her gown is a lovely shade of cream that goes well with Kaylee’s. There are fewer ruffles, but Inara isn’t a ruffles girl; she flows in clean lines of pale silk, contrasting beautifully with her dark hair. Kaylee thinks that if it weren’t ‘Nara here, no one but Inara, she’d feel awkward and in awe of the other woman, how gorgeous she looks. So at home in a world Kaylee gets nothing but scraps from, but it’s all right. She’s quite happy with the leftovers of pretties and the strawberries and Inara’s soft smile as she curls an arm around Kaylee’s waist, the two of them moving together.
Kaylee can remember seeing Inara and the cap’n moving like this, elegant and smooth and it weren’t like the cap’n to be like that, but then she could see their expressions and knew they were arguing again. Sometimes she looks at Inara and the hurt that their captain leaves her with and it makes her want to break things, but out here in the black there’s nothing she can break that they won’t need in a few moments anyway.
“You’re good at this,” Inara says, turning Kaylee to the left and taking her hands for the final turns of the dance. Kaylee still has her little lace gloves but Inara has nothing at all on her hands, and Kaylee looks at them, all soft and the nails shiny and polished-like, and is suddenly ashamed of the rough calluses Serenity’s innards give her. “You’ll be able to ask Simon to dance with you.”
And it would make sense that Simon would know this dance, but Kaylee can also picture him blushing and acting all embarrassed around her, not moving with the ease Inara does, and ‘sides, it’s not like she can miss the looks he gives Jayne when he thinks no one’s looking, and in any case it ain’t Simon that she wants to dance with. He’s shiny to look at but she’s not sure that there’s anything else there for her.
So she doesn’t say anything at all as Inara ends their dance with the most graceful curtsey that Kaylee doesn’t even attempt to copy (her dress makes some movements more’n a little difficult; maybe she will have to take it off from time to time) but doesn’t let go of Kaylee’s hands. The music fades but Kaylee can see their reflection in Inara’s looking glass, and it looks right for once. The gap between them isn’t so pronounced; Kaylee’s all dressed up and Inara’s slightly flushed from the dancing, hair a little messy, and now they’ve got middle ground.