{"id":1160,"date":"2017-02-26T17:04:36","date_gmt":"2017-02-26T15:04:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pr0nandchocolate.net\/shirasade\/?p=1160"},"modified":"2017-02-26T17:04:36","modified_gmt":"2017-02-26T15:04:36","slug":"not-so-shiny-and-new","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/not-so-shiny-and-new\/","title":{"rendered":"(Not So) Shiny and New"},"content":{"rendered":"

Author's Note<\/strong>: Another snippet from my WIP folder. Set between Serenity<\/em> and Leaves on the Wind<\/em>.<\/p>\n

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Mal kissed her before she told him that she\u2019d lost her license. Before<\/em>, and that made all the difference. Made her wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him back like she\u2019d dreamed of more often than she\u2019d ever admit to, swallow his surprise with her mouth until his arms came up and pressed her to him as if he\u2019d had the same dreams.<\/p>\n

Maybe he had, because there was a softness in his voice when their lips finally separated a few inches that sent shivers down Inara\u2019s spine. \u201cI gotta say, I was not expecting you reacting like this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen what did you kiss me for, then, if you didn\u2019t expect me to kiss you back?\u201d Inara smiled, her whole body full of warmth and something very close to bliss. Her eyes slid shut with a happy sigh when Mal trailed a finger down her cheek, his breath ghosting over her skin. <\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t rightly know, except that I didn\u2019t want you to leave again without\u2026 without\u2026\u201d He trailed off, but his eyes did the talking for him, and Inara nodded gently, curled her fingers in his hair, the memory of friends torn away without having the chance to say goodbye hanging in the space between them. <\/p>\n

The words came easily, now, but there was no rush and for once no risk of exchanging hurts like they had in the past. For a couple of heartbeats Inara simply breathed, relishing the weight of Mal\u2019s regard, the calloused fingers cupping her neck, the hand heavy and warm on her hip. Finally, she spoke, unable to stop herself from lightly teasing, \u201cDoes that mean you have plans for my shuttle, Mal? If that\u2019s so, I\u2019m sorry to disappoint you, since I have no intention of giving up occupancy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean to stay?\u201d A look of startled happiness began spreading across Mal\u2019s face, and Inara couldn\u2019t stop the smile on her own.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was rather hoping to, yes. And I\u2019ll need a new profession.\u201d Now he looked more confused, so she elaborated, \u201cBecause of my involvement in recent events the Guild has disbarred me. Apparently the Alliance made it quite clear I am no longer acceptable as a registered Companion.\u201d<\/p>\n

She couldn\u2019t help the slight stiffening of her spine, although she managed not to pull away from Mal\u2019s embrace. She\u2019d decided to stay on Serenity<\/em>, but now, after the kiss, she wasn\u2019t sure she could stand any further disparagement of her chosen profession from him. Even if said profession no longer wanted her. A hand running up her back in what was almost a soothing motion made her look back up into Mal\u2019s eyes. They were warm, non-judgmental, as was his voice. \u201cIt ain\u2019t news that I haven\u2019t any love for your job, Inara, but the Alliance got no business taking it away from you.\u201d<\/p>\n

It was such a typical response, all principled indignation despite his own disapproval, that Inara leaned up and placed an impulsive kiss on his lips. They parted at the slightest pressure, and she was lost, exploring the depths of his mouth with her tongue, getting to know the taste of him, the texture, the hitching of his breath. He had one hand tangled in her hair, pulling her to him with the other, leaving no doubt to his growing arousal as the kiss went on and on. Inara let her hands wander freely around his shoulders, enjoying the width of them, the tensing of muscles down his back, until she grabbed a fistful of shirt and pulled it free, allowing her access to smooth skin. <\/p>\n

Something like a giggle escaped her when she slipped a hand down the back of Mal\u2019s pants to explore a body part she\u2019d admired more than once, and Mal broke the kiss to growl in mock-disapproval, \u201cSomething funny? Men don\u2019t usually take kindly to being laughed at. Might hurt our delicate feelings. \u201d<\/p>\n

Shaking her head, Inara replied quietly, \u201cNo, not funny. Just\u2026 happy.\u201d Mal had obviously expected something other than this simple truth and was looking at her with wide eyes. Smiling, Inara took a step back, out of the circle of his arms, and pulled her dress over her head, grateful she\u2019d chosen to wear only a simple shift and underwear. Mal tracked her movements hungrily, drinking in every inch of bare skin, but remained where he was until Inara teased him with a smile, \u201cI usually don\u2019t have to spell out an invitation like this - should my<\/em> feelings be hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n

Shaking himself out of his stupor, Mal grinned and undressed hurriedly, pushing down his suspenders, taking off his shirt and stepping out of his boots. Inara watched intently from her bed, her pulse quickening as Mal unbuttoned his pants, heat pooling deep in her belly, and she trailed a hand over her breasts, her nipples hardening. Then Mal was on her, his mouth plundering hers greedily, his hands traveling over her body, their touch sending tingling sparks through her whole being. <\/p>\n

Her legs fell open, and she wrapped them around his middle, feeling him hard and hot against her flesh. He fit perfectly, and before she could have second thoughts, Inara tilted her hips and allowed him entry. She\u2019d rarely gotten so wet so quickly, so he slid home easily, and Mal cursed into her hair, making her gasp a laugh of sheer exhilaration. <\/p>\n

The past years felt like so much foreplay, and for now she just wanted him inside her, filling her, which he did admirably. And to his credit, after that first moment of surprise Mal quickly rallied and met her thrust for thrust, pulling almost all the way out only to plunge back in. Their rhythm was faster than Inara normally preferred, but then, nothing about this situation was normal, and she dug her hands into Mal\u2019s broad shoulders, enjoying the play of muscle. <\/p>\n

She hadn\u2019t expected him to be a talker, and he wasn\u2019t, but they were both starting to sweat, and Mal\u2019s breath sounded harsh in her ears, sharp gasps that were almost moans. However, he did say her name, hoarse and breathless, when she fell apart with a deep shudder and a wordless cry that seemed to go on and on.<\/p>\n

He stopped moving long enough for her to regain enough control to catch his mouth in a kiss that she hoped said what she couldn\u2019t, not yet at least, and from the way he wrapped his arms around her, cradling her to him, he understood. They were still locked together, though, and finally Inara used her legs to manoeuvre him onto his back, swallowing his surprised laugh with another kiss as she leaned forward, using her weight to trap his hands above his head. His eyes widened, and she could feel him twitch inside her. Grinning, Inara filed this reaction to her taking control away for later use and began rocking her hips. She moved slowly at first, moving her hips in tight circles, stopping Mal from resuming the quick pace from before despite his obvious frustration.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re an evil woman, \u2018Nara!\u201d he finally bit out, but he did not put up any real struggle, just looked at her with dark, hungry eyes, pupils blown, and Inara shivered and leaned down, let her hair brush his chest. When she captured one of his nipples between her teeth, his whole body stiffened but his control held, and she repeated the gesture on the other side, swirling her tongue around the hard nub. He cursed in Mandarin, but it sounded more like a plea, and since lust was once again coiling tightly deep in her belly Inara relented and began moving faster, rocking back and forth.<\/p>\n

She let go of his arms, and Mal used the opportunity to reach up to touch her breasts, the rough pads of his thumbs on her nipples sending delicious sparks through her. Then one hand trailed down her body and found her clit, and Inara dimly heard herself cry out, but she couldn\u2019t tell whether it was just sounds or actual words. Mal seemed to love it when she lost control like that, because this was when he spilled himself inside her.<\/p>\n

It was almost noiseless, but his whole body arched beneath hers, his eyes sliding shut, his hands gripping her hips so tight it was almost, but not quite, on the wrong side of painful, and Inara tightened her muscles around him and rode it out. Finally he was reduced to the occasional shudder, and Inara gently let his softening cock slide out of her body. His arms came up and held her close, trailing a hand up and down her naked back, and for a long moment Inara closed her eyes and simply felt the rapid beating of his heart against his chest, until his harsh breathing slowed.<\/p>\n

Finally, he seemed to have gathered his wits again, but his voice was low and smooth, like velvet instead of the usual leather. \u201cNow, I can\u2019t claim to be a professional, but I haven\u2019t had no complaints either, so allow me\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

With that he rolled her onto her back with one quick motion, and Inara couldn\u2019t hold back a laugh of sheer delight when he dove between her legs, eyes sparkling.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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