Chapter 2

Here's chapter 2. Again, unless you work for a porn company, this is so not worksafe it's not even vaguely funny.


Kaylee rested her head against the cool metal of the bulkhead, the
sound of the engine throbbing in her ears. She closed her eyes, trying
to make the images go away, but they wouldn't. No matter what she did,
she couldn't get the River's image out of her head.

_She's even prettier than I thought_.

Slamming her fist into the wall, she turned and grabbed her tool
box. Maybe work would help.

It didn't. She found herself repeatedly drifting off, thinking about
River's small, pale breasts, topped with perfect pink nipples,
wondering what it would be like to kiss them, suck them, how they'd
feel under her hands...

She swung her fist at the bulkhead, hoping the pain would wash the
images away, but it never connected. Instead, it was caught by a
small, impossibly strong hand.

River met her eyes as her head jerked around. "Don't," she said. "It's
not what you think, and it's nothing bad. You want him. You want
me. You can have us." She smiled, and Kaylee couldn't help but notice
the way her thin sundress clung to her, the way the sweat that beaded
her brow had made the blue material cling to every curve. She had a
sudden urge to kiss River's forehead, to taste her salty skin.

"Then do it." River reached up, pulling Kaylee's head forward. "I want
it." Kaylee wondered briefly how such a small girl could be so strong,
and then River's lips touched hers and electricity surged through her
body, raising goosebumps over her skin, and wiping away every remnant
of coherent thought.

She wrapped her arms around River, kissing her hard, one hand behind
her head, the other stroking up and down the smaller girl's
back. River's lips were salty, and the tiny bit of her mind that could
still think wondered distantly if it was sweat or something
else...something that came from Simon. And then River's hands came up,
cupping her breasts, and her legs rebelled, refusing to hold her up
any longer.

Somehow River caught her, lowering her gently to the deck, and she
knelt above Kaylee. "I want you." Her voice was low and husky. She
ran her fingers across Kaylee's lips. "Tell me I can have you." Her
eyes were more focused than Kaylee had ever seen them, and a shiver
ran down her spine. This was the River Simon had described that first
night on board, the one who made him look like an idiot child, and
without consciously deciding to, her hands came up, reaching for the
zipper on her coveralls.

River's hand caught hers. "No. Let me." She took the tab between two
perfect fingers. "I've been fantasizing about this. With what little
of my mind can think normally, anyway. Well, one part. Never mind
that." She tugged, and the zipper slid lower, an inch at a time,
revealing the lace-up shirt beneath. "I've wanted to take this off of
you. See what lies underneath." The zipper reached the bottom, and her
hands slid the coveralls down over her shoulders.. "Raise up."

Kaylee did, some small part of her mind forcing it's way to the
front. "River, you don't have to do this. I wouldn't --"

River laughed, cutting her off. "Tell anyone. I know. You'd never
tell. But that's okay. I want you." She looked in Kaylee's eyes, and
the older girl shivered. Normally River was unfocused, not all there,
but right now...right now those eyes bored into her like a laser. "I
want you. Now."

Kaylee swallowed, her nipples achingly hard, and raised up. "The laces
are just decoration," she said, voice hoarse. "It has to come over my
head."

River nodded, never taking her eyes off of Kaylee's, and began raising
the hem of the skirt. The air felt cool against her skin, the currents
stirred up by the motors raising new goosebumps where the old had
faded. River didn't look away until the shirt covered Kaylee's eyes,
and when she could see again, River's lips were trailing down her
neck.

Kaylee arched her back, exposing her neck, and raised her hands,
tugging gently at River's dress, panting slightly. River raised up,
letting her pull the dress up, but didn't stop kissing her way down
her neck, nibbling gently at her collarbone. Only when she had to
raise her arms for the dress to come off did she stop.

"Do you like what you see?" River's voice sent shivers down Kaylee's
spine, low and husky, but laced with insecurity.

Kaylee nodded, unable to speak, looking into River's eyes and willing
her to understand just how beautiful she found River's body. She
lifted her hands, hesitantly, and cupped River's breasts, as if afraid
the smaller girl would vanish like mist if she moved too fast.

River arched her back, pressing her breasts into Kaylee's hands, and
sucked in a breath. "I can hear you. I thought you knew that. I can
hear you. Thank you." Her head snapped back down. "Let me pull it the
rest of the way off."

Kaylee nodded again, raising her hips up, and River tugged the
coveralls down, her breath catching as Kaylee's pink lace underwear
were revealed. "Jayne would never sleep again if he knew about this."
She lifted her head, smiling, and reached for Kaylee's bra. "Front
hook," she said, trailing a fingertip across the lace over Kaylee's
nipple. "Practical. Sexy."

Kaylee managed a smile. "I like them."

River dropped her voice almost to a whisper. "So do I." She undid the
first hook on the bra, then the next, stopping after each one to plant
a kiss on Kaylee's stomach, a little higher each time. When the last
hook came free, she gently pulled the cups apart, kissing the valley
between them. Kaylee's nipples were stiff, and she couldn't move her
eyes from the sight of River's mouth, trailing up the slope of her
breast.

"I didn't cheat," River said. "I could have looked. When you were in
your room, when you were looking in the mirror. I could have seen what
you saw. Sometimes I was together enough to have tried. But I
didn't. I wanted to see these for myself." Her lips brushed the very
tip of Kaylee's nipple as she spoke, and it took every bit of
willpower Kaylee had not to arch her back, press her nipple into
River's mouth. "You want it, don't you? Ask for it. I want to hear you
say it. Knowing I can hear you this time."

Kaylee swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. "Please. I want...I want to
make love to you."

River's lips closed over her nipple, slowly, like a flower closing at
night, and her tongue flicked across the hard little tip. Kaylee
arched her back, biting her lip not to cry out, her hands closing into
fists at her side.

"Please," Kaylee said. "Let me touch you. Let me feel you."

River smiled, her mouth still around Kaylee's nipple, and nodded. She
sucked as she pulled back, pulling the nipple with her, until it
popped out of her mouth.

Kaylee put her hands on River's hips, urging her over, and River
rolled onto her back on the floor. Kaylee knelt beside her, running
her hands over River's body.

"You are so beautiful, you know that? So delicate and fragile. I just
want to run my hands over every inch of your body." She leaned down,
her mouth hovering over River's. "Kiss you so hard that it leaves you
breathless, panting, wanting me as bad as I want you."

Her mouth closed on River's, kissing her hard, demandingly, and River
responded in kind, wrapping her arms around Kaylee's neck, holding her
down, while Kaylee brushed her thumb over River's nipple gently before
catching it between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it between then.

She looked down into River's eyes and watched them deepen, pupils wide
with lust, and ran one finger down River's stomach, feeling the
muscles tense and quiver. River spread her legs, her eyes pleading
with Kaylee, and Kaylee slipped her fingers between River's legs,
sliding them over her clit, down to the opening to her cunt, pressing
them inside.

_Come for me, my love_, she thought, forgetting for an instant that
River could hear her. Only for an instant, though, because River's
eyes widened, and she bucked against Kaylee's hand, pressing her clit
against her palm, and came. Only the fact that Kaylee was still
kissing her muffled the noise as River screamed into her mouth.

Kaylee could feel cool drafts of air on her thighs, cool where her
skin was wet and slick. River pushed on her shoulders, frantically,
and Kaylee drew back, wondering for an instant if she'd gone to far,
pushed too hard.

"On your back," River said breathlessly, relieving Kaylee's fears. "My
turn."

Kaylee rolled over without protest, and River crawled between her
legs, moving like a cat. Before Kaylee realized what she intended,
River's head dipped down, and Kaylee felt her tongue tracing along her
cuntlips, trailing fire that spread to every nerve ending in her body.

For a moment she almost protested. She'd never done that before. She'd
experimented with friends before, kissing and mutual mastubation,
getting each other off, but this was a step further than she'd gone,
and part of her rebelled.

River's eyes met hers, and she knew in that instant that this was
serious. This wasn't experimentation, or a fling, or even just a
sexual affair. Sometime during the time River had been on the ship,
she'd lost her heart to the wounded girl, and she knew she could never
get it back.

And she knew she never wanted to get it back.

Without saying anything, she spread her legs wider, and River lowered
her head again, her dark hair falling over her face, hiding her
eyes. Kaylee let her head fall back, closing her eyes, as River's
tongue trailed along Kaylee's lips, sucking them into her mouth. Her
tongue moved up, circling around Kaylee's clit, teasing for a few
seconds, before lapping at it like a cat.

It only took an instant before Kaylee slipped over the edge, shoving
her fist in her mouth and biting hard to muffle the noise as she
screamed, back arched so hard she actually lifted herself off the
floor before collapsing.

River looked up at her with a satisfied grin. "I guess you liked
that."

Kaylee nodded, too exhausted to ask any of the questions running
through her mind now that she could think again.

River reached for her dress. "I want you. And him. And sex
helps. Orgasm helps. Mine mostly, but yours and his, too, because I
can feel them. It helps...align my thoughts. And orgasm releases
neurotransmitters that help a lot. It doesn't last long, but I'm
_free_. I'm me again." She pulled the dress on, looking at Kaylee
seriously. "About my brother...I didn't really give him a choice. If
you can't handle us, don't blame him. Blame me. But if you can handle
us..." She reached out, helping Kaylee to her feet, and raised up to
plant a gently kiss on her lips. "Then share our bed tonight."

Kaylee started to tell her that she didn't know if she could do that,
but River pressed a finger to her lips. "Don't answer me now. Just
think about it. I won't be upset if you can't." She looked into
Kaylee's eyes for another moment, as if storing up the memory, then
turned and walked out of the engine room.

Kaylee would have followed her, asked her to explain, but her clothes
were scattered all over the engine room floor, and by the time she
made it down to Simon's quarters, it was too late.

River wasn't sane anymore, huddled up against the walls in the corner,
rocking, and Kaylee's eyes met Simon's for an instant, a glance that
said more than words ever could.

Kaylee didn't know if she could do this, if she could get involved in
an incestous three-way relationship with Simon and River, but she knew
one thing.

She couldn't not do it.