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Title: Dreams as bright as the moon
Pairing: Mal/Simon/River
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Occurs after the movie
Disclaimer: All belongs to Joss
Warning: Fic contains undertones of fictional relatives being a little too close , or CSI as it is known in the firefly 'verse.
Notes: This was written in thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kernelm for helping with the song search a few weeks ago.
Summary: The lines between dreams and reality often shift.
They come to him late at night or early in the morning. Though on a boat, that’s all about the same time. Mal can’t predict their visits and no matter how he might listen to the sounds of his ship, he never hears them enter. He just rolls over and they’re in his room.
He should be worried, but River and Simon crawl into his bed with needy hands and soft whispered urgings and he forgets everything else. There are dreams that seem so real, and parts of life that must be dreams. This is one of them.
No way that River can kiss him and he remembers his first kiss from Annie back on Shadow. Hands that shoot a gun and kill Reavers move over him and Mal can only gasp and hope his reciprocal touch is not too rough. The smile she gives him says she knows what he’s thinking and Mal kisses that smile away before pulling her on top of him.
She feels like the sun on a perfect day and he hasn’t had one of those in a very long time. Two years after Miranda and this is what he has. He still hasn’t decided if it’s good or bad, or just the way the ‘verse has spun his life out. Simon kisses him next and Mal bites and nips at his mouth, more than eager to bruise and bloody the good doctor.
He and Simon have always been like that. No one’s infuriated him more than Simon and no one’s turned him on like him either. That is something he never plans to admit. Simon tongue-fucks his mouth while River rides him slow and hot. She’s tight and Mal groans as muscles tighten and coax his orgasm out. He shudders with the force and sighs as he gets two sets of lips on his.
Mal yawns and words are ready on his tongue, words telling them to go back to their rooms and leave him alone. The words never leave his mouth because Simon is licking him: jaw, neck, chest, and stomach. The boy’s tongue is talented like none other and Mal wants to make a crack about companion training but slim fingers cover his mouth. His eyes meet River’s and she shakes her head. Yeah, probably not a good joke and only bound to remind Simon of Inara.
Strong, knowledgeable hands massage Mal thighs and he resists for a moment as Simon moves between them ready to fuck him. Simon smirks and digs his fingers into muscles. It makes Mal curse and sends a signal or two to dick, but no way is that coming into this game. Simon may be pretty and very talented, but not even he can get Mal hard again this soon. Mal puts a smug look on his face, one that the doctor ought to recognize, and waves a hand at Simon. “Get to it so I can get back to sleep.”
Mal wants to laugh at the indignant look that sweeps over Simon’s face. It looks odd combined with the aroused look currently there. River giggles and leans forward to quickly kiss Simon’s reddened mouth. “Stop being mean and teasing him. You like when he growls at you, makes your blood rush and your breathing falter.”
Simon makes little ‘humph’ noises as he dips fingers into Mal and stretches him open. Mal knows Simon hates it when they gang up on him, but Mal thinks Simon pouting is funny and kinda cute. River does too and that’s why they do it. Mal grins as Simon eases into him. Always careful, handsome Simon with his thick cock and pretty chest.
Mal sighs and pulls Simon closer. He no longer feels vulnerable when they do this. Actions speak to Simon, not words, and this action allows Mal to tell Simon a lot. Simon moves and thrusts and bites his lips. Mal doesn’t make it easier with his thumbs brushing over Simon’s nipples.
Mal jerks and gasps as River gets playful and licks his chest. Girl likes to play and Mal reaches for her. They get into sync pretty quickly and she lowers herself onto Mal’s mouth. He licks her clit and tugs on it lightly with his teeth. He can hear her muffled gasps and just the tone makes him want to fuck all over again.
Simon speeds up and Mal holds River’s hips as she gets slicker. He eases his hands up and squeezes her breasts while his tongue swirls over her clit. She comes apart for him and slides over to sprawl exhausted onto his bed. Mal gives Simon a smug smile and Simon leans down to lick River off of his mouth.
Their teeth clash and Simon laughs. He thrusts harder and shudders. Mal feels him, wet and slippery between his thighs. There is tossing and turning before both of them are on falling asleep on Mal’s bed and partly on him. He lets out one pretend, annoyed sigh before settling down to get some sleep.
The end.
Pairing: Mal/Simon/River
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Occurs after the movie
Disclaimer: All belongs to Joss
Warning: Fic contains undertones of fictional relatives being a little too close , or CSI as it is known in the firefly 'verse.
Notes: This was written in thanks to
kernelm for helping with the song search a few weeks ago.Summary: The lines between dreams and reality often shift.
They come to him late at night or early in the morning. Though on a boat, that’s all about the same time. Mal can’t predict their visits and no matter how he might listen to the sounds of his ship, he never hears them enter. He just rolls over and they’re in his room.
He should be worried, but River and Simon crawl into his bed with needy hands and soft whispered urgings and he forgets everything else. There are dreams that seem so real, and parts of life that must be dreams. This is one of them.
No way that River can kiss him and he remembers his first kiss from Annie back on Shadow. Hands that shoot a gun and kill Reavers move over him and Mal can only gasp and hope his reciprocal touch is not too rough. The smile she gives him says she knows what he’s thinking and Mal kisses that smile away before pulling her on top of him.
She feels like the sun on a perfect day and he hasn’t had one of those in a very long time. Two years after Miranda and this is what he has. He still hasn’t decided if it’s good or bad, or just the way the ‘verse has spun his life out. Simon kisses him next and Mal bites and nips at his mouth, more than eager to bruise and bloody the good doctor.
He and Simon have always been like that. No one’s infuriated him more than Simon and no one’s turned him on like him either. That is something he never plans to admit. Simon tongue-fucks his mouth while River rides him slow and hot. She’s tight and Mal groans as muscles tighten and coax his orgasm out. He shudders with the force and sighs as he gets two sets of lips on his.
Mal yawns and words are ready on his tongue, words telling them to go back to their rooms and leave him alone. The words never leave his mouth because Simon is licking him: jaw, neck, chest, and stomach. The boy’s tongue is talented like none other and Mal wants to make a crack about companion training but slim fingers cover his mouth. His eyes meet River’s and she shakes her head. Yeah, probably not a good joke and only bound to remind Simon of Inara.
Strong, knowledgeable hands massage Mal thighs and he resists for a moment as Simon moves between them ready to fuck him. Simon smirks and digs his fingers into muscles. It makes Mal curse and sends a signal or two to dick, but no way is that coming into this game. Simon may be pretty and very talented, but not even he can get Mal hard again this soon. Mal puts a smug look on his face, one that the doctor ought to recognize, and waves a hand at Simon. “Get to it so I can get back to sleep.”
Mal wants to laugh at the indignant look that sweeps over Simon’s face. It looks odd combined with the aroused look currently there. River giggles and leans forward to quickly kiss Simon’s reddened mouth. “Stop being mean and teasing him. You like when he growls at you, makes your blood rush and your breathing falter.”
Simon makes little ‘humph’ noises as he dips fingers into Mal and stretches him open. Mal knows Simon hates it when they gang up on him, but Mal thinks Simon pouting is funny and kinda cute. River does too and that’s why they do it. Mal grins as Simon eases into him. Always careful, handsome Simon with his thick cock and pretty chest.
Mal sighs and pulls Simon closer. He no longer feels vulnerable when they do this. Actions speak to Simon, not words, and this action allows Mal to tell Simon a lot. Simon moves and thrusts and bites his lips. Mal doesn’t make it easier with his thumbs brushing over Simon’s nipples.
Mal jerks and gasps as River gets playful and licks his chest. Girl likes to play and Mal reaches for her. They get into sync pretty quickly and she lowers herself onto Mal’s mouth. He licks her clit and tugs on it lightly with his teeth. He can hear her muffled gasps and just the tone makes him want to fuck all over again.
Simon speeds up and Mal holds River’s hips as she gets slicker. He eases his hands up and squeezes her breasts while his tongue swirls over her clit. She comes apart for him and slides over to sprawl exhausted onto his bed. Mal gives Simon a smug smile and Simon leans down to lick River off of his mouth.
Their teeth clash and Simon laughs. He thrusts harder and shudders. Mal feels him, wet and slippery between his thighs. There is tossing and turning before both of them are on falling asleep on Mal’s bed and partly on him. He lets out one pretend, annoyed sigh before settling down to get some sleep.
The end.
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Date: 2007-07-23 07:06 pm (UTC)Thank you so much!
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Date: 2007-07-23 07:12 pm (UTC)You're very welcome.