Fic: Firefly-Trapped in Temptation (Kaylee/Mal) Part 2
Title: Trapped in Temptation
Author: Carla
Rating: R
Pairing: Mal/Kaylee
Spoilers: Pre-BDM
Summary: Mal and Kaylee are put in quarantine after being exposed to
a unique virus.
Disclaimer: Not mine, they’re just fun to play with.A/N: Oh who was I kidding with the PG-13, I don’t even know how to write those.
Ai ya, hwai leh- Shit on my head
chùsheng xai-jiao de xiang huo- Animal Fucking Bastard
There was definitely something to worry about right now. For instance, why was it that Kaylee could not keep her eyes off the way Mal’s pants were clinging to every part of his lower body? As well, how could the release of a few buttons from the top of his shirt cause her stomach to do such flips?
During her sleep, Kaylee had turned around so she was now facing Mal, who was still asleep. The cot was so small the she could feel the heat of his body hit hers enticingly. Kaylee let her eyes wonder up and down her Captain’s body, in a way she’d never thought to before…except when she first came on board Serenity. She’d definitely had spent some time contemplating this man that had taken her away on a grand adventure but she’d grown out of it. Now she liked Simon.
Right?
Kaylee chanted that over and over, as she found her lips moving closer to Mal’s. But the temptation just to see how he tasted, how his lips felt, was just too much for her. She bit the bottom of her lip, trying to come up with some sort of excuse not to do what she wanted so badly to do. But his breath sent a tingling through her entire body and she just couldn’t stop herself…
“Hello Kaylee.”
Kaylee rolled off the cot and was to the other side of the cell before Mal had barely opened his eyes. “Hiya Cap’n,” her voice squeaked like a school girl talking to her first crush.
Mal sat up rubbing his hands over his eyes and quickly noticed something. His hands quickly moved to sit in his lap and awkwardly crossed his leg over his knee, in order to hide what he was…feeling. Then he noticed the way Kaylee seemed to be as far away as possible from him. Ai ya, hwai leh! “Everything alright?” He fearfully asked.
Kaylee gave him a forced smile, “Just fine, Cap’n.” She was desperately hoping he hadn’t noticed what she was about to do, she knew he’d probably just ignore it but all the same but still, she couldn’t stand the embarrassment.
Mal was unconvinced of her smile and therefore felt like chùsheng xai-jiao de xiang huo. Scum of the ‘verse. He’d first put his totally innocent mechanic in danger of dying of some biological weapon and now he was lusting after her, like a piece of meat. Mal couldn’t understand, what was making his brain go to liquid and his…other parts of his body, as hard a rock? He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on something else, anything else. Distances between planets, how many monkeys it took to screw in a light bulb, death, his guilt. Slowly he felt his heart rate slow down and finally he was able to open his eyes, with ability to move around freely.
Kaylee, who was still standing on the other side of the room, had her eyes plastered on Mal. She took his reaction to be anger towards her, he was trying to calm himself down and then he was going to lecture her. Despite her guilt she couldn’t still the heat running through her body. Just looking at him made her want to run across the cell, jump on his lap and cover his body with her lips.
What was going on with her? Mal wasn’t the kind of guy she went after; she liked pretty guys, like Simon and Mal wasn’t that at all. Mal was…he was her Captain, her friend but he was dangerous…and rugged and heroic and sexy as hell. Really, how was she to resist that? And when had her feet made her cross the entire room?
When Mal had finally opened his eyes, he stared to the left of her feet and it was then that Kaylee realized something. The way he’d been sitting, the look on his face…she’d been around enough guys when she was growing up to know what that meant. Her mouth fell open and she couldn’t stop the grin that was spreading across her face.
Once Mal had decided he was well enough, he finally raised his eyes to Kaylee, who he hadn’t realized was standing right over him, making the most ridiculous face. No, not ridiculous but like she’d caught him in something and she was…happy about it?
Kaylee erupted into a small giggle and threw her hands up to her mouth to stop herself. Mal stood up but leaned down so their faces were close, “Not funny.”
Kaylee nodded and tried to stop her laughing, it wasn’t that she found it particularly funny, it was just so un-Captainy. But now that he was glaring down at her and particularly the fact that he was also so incredibly close, Kaylee’s laugh turned into a silent moan.
**
“Zoe?”
Zoe took a deep breath, she was getting a little frustrated with being in charge, “Yes Inara?”
Inara stepped lightly down the stairs into the cargo bay, her hands carefully clasped in front of her, “I was thinking I could send a wave to some of my contacts. Whatever Mal and Kaylee have been infected with, even if they don’t have an antidote on this planet, there might be one on another.”
Zoe was glad she was alone in the cargo bay, as she was fully aware of Inara’s feelings towards Mal, whether she was aware of them or not. Zoe crossed her arms in front of her and pressed her lips firmly together before answering. “It was Pheromiam,” Zoe was also aware that Inara would know exactly what that was.
Inara visibly paled, “Oh.”
Zoe took a step towards Inara, “We don’t even know if they’re infected yet.”
Inara gave a tiny laugh, “He certainly gets himself into interesting trouble.” She stared at her shoes for several seconds, “I’m a little worried about Kaylee.”
Zoe nodded, “The Captain cares too much about her to let anything happen.”
Inara gave a small nod, “People used to think that Companions used Pheromiam. They were worried that is was akin to rape, that’s why it was outlawed. In actuality, it wouldn’t have been any help to Companions, even if they lowered themselves to use it. It will increase your sex drive but not your attraction.”
Zoe wasn’t quite sure why Inara was telling her this but she figured it wasn’t actually for her benefit. Zoe was becoming slightly worried about the whole situation the more she thought about it. She originally had seen the humour in it, it would be a something to hold over the Captain head, not that she’d actually mention it. Now she was realizing this was a slightly more dangerous situation. Inara was right, they should be worried about Kaylee. Zoe stood firm that Mal wouldn’t bring any harm to Kaylee.
“That’s why I’m worried about Kaylee.” Inara vocalized Zoe’s thought.
**
So he’d been fine for a total of ten seconds, then Kaylee had lost her giggling innocent face and had replaced it with an intensely arousing stare. And Mal was becoming more and more convinced that he wasn’t the only one in an stimulated state. Out of ideas, he took Kaylee’s shoulders and turned her so she was facing away from him.
“Cap’n?”
Oh, he would have really felt like a dirty man if she hadn’t said that word on a wave of a sigh. He had to reach deep down into his limited good nature not to lower his mouth to the curve of her neck. As a sort of trade with himself, he kept his hands resting on her shoulders, though he had to resist from letting his fingers explore the skin beneath her shirt.
Despite herself, Kaylee leaned back into his arms, not a foreign place by any means but the context this time was entirely new. She felt more than heard, Mal’s breath catch. Her brain was buzzing with his entire essence; his scent, the hard muscles behind her back, his desire. As strange as it was, she was absolutely sure Mal was feeling the same overwhelming need as she. Where this all had come from she had no idea but at this point, she didn’t care.
His hands never moved from her shoulders but Mal couldn’t stop himself from letting his face fall into her hair. The way she smelled, like honey and engine oil, was engulfing his entire sensory system. He could think of nothing more than letting his lips test the taste of her neck. With the slightest of strokes, he allowed his lips to graze her neck. The softness of her skin finally brought him back to normal consciousness.
“Kaylee, I think there’s something wrong.” He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth.
“Course there is,” Kaylee didn’t attempt to keep the bitterness out of her voice. She was fully aware that this was a strange situation; her own body seemed to have taken over her brain. And her Captain certainly was acting out of character but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
“You gotta be drunk or out in the middle o’nowhere for me to seem attractive.” She was very glad she was facing away from him, she couldn’t bare it if he could see her eyes.
“Kaylee,” he growled very close to her ear, his breath teasing the skin of her neck.
“Don’t bother, I gorram get it.”
Mal’s hands slid down her arms until they grasped her hands firmly. “You know that ain’t true. Don’t make this into something it ain’t,” his voice held a tinge of frustration but he let his care for Kaylee rule his tone. “Admit it, this only happened since we got into this cell.” He turned Kaylee around to face him, “You know what I think of you. You Miss Kaylee Frye are the most brilliant mechanic in the entire ‘verse. You got a smile and eyes that’d melt the hardest o’criminals.” He was fighting his lust the entire time but Kaylee was much too important to him, to fall into that trap. “But I ain’t ever thought of you in any indecent way before now, so I gotta wonder what’s going on.”
When he finished, he was afraid to look her in the eyes, petrified he’d hurt her. But she looked back at him with suddenly clear eyes, there was embarrassment there but not pain. He gave her the largest smile he could muster and finally released her hand.
Kaylee walked to the window of the cell and yelled for the guard, surprising Mal with her sudden initiative. “Well, we could stand here bein’ uncomfortable or we can ask for a solution.”
Mal ignored the sudden flip of his stomach that had nothing to do with his infected desire.