Burning
Ain't nothing a little salve and a day or two won't help.
Spoilers: Post – Serenity Movie
Rating: PG
Characters: Simon/Kaylee
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and many others.
Notes: Written for Snowdrifted, who wanted a fire.
"Kaylee," Simon sighed, pulling away from their kiss to rest his forehead against hers and regain his breath. "You are so… Uhm, is that supposed to be sparking like that?"
Kaylee reluctantly dragged her eyes away from his – Really, he had the nicest eyes. Warm and soft. Just like his lips. And his –
Right. He'd said something about a spark? She pulled away and turned to where his pointing finger indicated. Sure enough, there was a little lick of flame coming from the span between the main thruster and the coil.
Not even thinking, she reached in and yanked the coil from its place, intent on getting it out of there before the heat of the flare up burned the delicate wires and she was forced to tell the captain they needed a new one. Money was scarce since… well, just since. And she didn't want to be bothering him about needing more if there was even a chance she could salvage and rework what they already had.
It wasn't until Simon grabbed a dirty rag from her toolbox and pulled the hot coil from her fingers that she realized she'd gotten a little scorched in the process.
He ran his fingers tenderly over her singed palms, trying to determine the amount of damage. "It doesn't look like you hurt your hands too badly, but just in case, I'd like to apply some medication and wrap them up properly so they don't blister."
She shrugged. "Happens all the time. Ain't nothing a little salve and a day or two won't help," she assured him, smiling cheerfully
"A little salve… Kaylee, I'm not sure if you noticed or not, but I like you. Really like you. I don't want you getting hurt because of this antiquated heap of an engine," Simon said. "We'll wrap your hands and then –"
His words were cut off as Kaylee took his face between her smoky hands and kissed him. "Can't hurt me any more than a little loving can't solve."
He groaned in frustration. "Kaylee…"
"Yes, Doctor?" she said flirtatiously, her hands already busy at work on his shirt, finishing the unbuttoning job they had started before the little spark from the engine had interrupted them.
With a moan of capitulation, he kissed her and they sank to the floor. Kaylee grinned against his mouth. Some sparks, she knew, couldn't be confined to engines.
~End~
Posted by Cassie on 11:30 AM