Mal Love Bots for Sale! (Epilogue)
Word Count: 1,882 per Word
Rating: M - overall story rating.
Author's Note: For justslummin who nagged and nagged until I wrote this shiny epilogue. This one is all for you babe! Special thanks to obsidianagirl for her beta and nagging to get this done also, so I could start work on HER fic.
Summary: Smutty Epilogue in which Mal shows River the differences between a bot and a man.
Disclaimer: The great, almighty and powerful Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc. own the universe and characters. I'm just playing with them.
Mal smiled softly as he released River's hand and gently pushed the hatch to his bunk open with his foot.
Gesturing for her to precede him, he realized there were a few things he needed to know before anything happened.
As River took the last step down into Mal's bunk, she realized it wasn't like Kaylee's. She assumed it would be small and only have a twin bunk but instead it had a full sized bed and was twice the size of Kaylee's.
She was gazing at everything and nothing at the same time. Each item she saw was a tiny snapshot of the soul of their captain, but no one piece captured him in his entirety.
Mal locked the door to his room before turning to watch River as she slowly and efficiently catalogued everything in the room.
"Zoë gave me back the captain's quarters after Miranda, saying it wasn't right for her to have it with Wash gone. Didn't realize how much I missed that bed until I got it back."
Stepping out from behind the ladder, he made his way toward her. Grasping her hand, he turned her toward him. Leaning down, he captured her lips in a tender kiss.
River's arms twined around his neck as Mal's arms gathered her close.
Breaking the kiss, Mal stared deep into her eyes. He didn't want to ask this question, but he needed to know.
"Bao bei, before we go any further, …"
River placed a finger over his lips to stop him. She knew Mal needed to know something before they made love for the first time. She also sensed his jealous anxiety that the bot had been her first, something he so desperately wanted for himself.
"Reprogrammed it only to perform cunnilingus. Actual and whole; just for you."
Mal felt an incredible weight lift from his shoulders, as the breath he'd been holding whooshed out of his lungs.
River closed her eyes and ran her fingers into his hair and began tugging him down for another kiss, when she felt him resisting her.
Opening her eyes in confusion, she stared at him.
"If we're gonna do this, we're doing it my way." Mal said as he took a step back, extricating himself from her grasp.
River was bereft at the loss of his body and stared at him, bafflement written on her face.
"Trust me and no peeking." Mal teased huskily.
Nodding, River turned expectant eyes toward him, anticipation clearly written in every line of her body, as she waited for him to make a move.
Mal stood back and raked his gaze from her beautiful, bare toes that curled on the rug in his bunk, up her deadly, graceful legs, over her lithe torso, where they paused momentarily to watch as her breasts rose and fell as she breathed. All this beauty encased in a simple red paisley sundress.
Then his eyes turned to her face, watching hungrily as she licked her lips, over her nose to stare into the coffee colored depths of her eyes, where love, want, brilliance and mischief danced as she greedily returned his perusal with one of her own.
Smirking, he stepped forward, wrapping one hand into her midnight tresses and the other going around her waist to pull her flush against his body. His lips swooped in greedily to feast on hers.
His lips and teeth nibbled her lips hungrily before he began kissing across her neck to her ear. His tongue swirled and investigated the whorls of her ear before moving down to lick and nip at the sensitive flesh of her neck. Meanwhile, his hands slid down her body, mapping every contour of her body even as he negotiated her toward the bed.
River was awash in pleasure. She clutched his shoulders to keep from falling. Every touch, every thing Mal did was making her body hum with pleasure. He was playing her like a finely tuned instrument. Where he, the virtuoso, cajoled sounds from her that blurred the lines between instrument and player and they became one.
Mal leaned back and took in with certain satisfaction the look of bliss on River's face. He had only just begun.
When River's eyes opened to look at him questioningly, he smirked as the leaned down and grasped the hem of her dress and swept it up and off her body. Tossing it carelessly behind him, he took in the sight before. River lay naked except for her black shorts; her nipples peaking in cool air, begging for his attention.
"Lay down." Mal commanded.
River shivered in delight and turned to walk to the bed, only to realize she was right next to it. Giving Mal an arch look, she sank into the mattress and shimmied her way until she was fully reclined upon its surface.
His eyes never straying from River, Mal placed a booted foot on the edge of the bed. His hands unbuckled first one then switching his feet to undo the other. Standing up he toes them off, he then reaches down and pulls his socks off. Shrugging out of his suspenders, he hastily unbuttons and removes his shirt but keeps his pants on.
River's hair lays in a halo about her head, casting her in an angelic light, however, the look in her eyes and the smile on her face promised only sin.
Mal chuckled at this. He was guaranteeing himself a place in the Shepherd's Special Hell but right now, looking at her, he really didn't give a good gorram.
Hooking his fingers in the waistband of her panties, he slides them off to expose her fully to his gaze. Oh yes, he had plans for his lil' albatross. His cerulean eye twinkled with his 'I am to misbehave' look as he took in the beauty laid out willingly for his perusal.
Mal laid down next to her and kissed her tenderly on the lips. He reared back momentarily and smiled lovingly before swooping in to ravenously devour her mouth. He then proceeded to kiss his way over to her ear. There he began to kiss and nibble on the lobe, causing her to shiver in delight. Working his way down her neck, he sucked gently at the sensitive spot where her shoulder met her neck. Then he wandered down her chest to the value between her breasts.
Grinning into her skin, he began licking, kissing and working his way around first one breast and then the other. Never crossing the pink line of her areola to her nipple.
River had fisted her hands in his hair and tugged impatiently even as she whimpered in frustration.
"Mal." She groaned out.
Lifting his head, he looked at her. "Yes."
River's eyes pleaded with his.
Mal just smiled and resumed his torture.
River twisted her body and tugged at his head in attempt to get him to take possession of one of her nipples but he managed to evade each of her tactics.
River moaned and groaned. Oh how she wanted him to suckle her but now matter what she did, she was denied. In frustration, she yelled, "Mal!"
Mal ignored her demand and continued nipping and nuzzling her milky breasts, studiously ignoring the pointed flesh.
Figuring he'd driven her sufficiently to distraction, he latched on. He sucked hard on one breast, while he pinched the other.
With a scream, River came.
Mal smirked against her breast as he continued to lave first one and then the other nipple as River's body twitched and shuddered as she came down from her orgasm.
River was surprised, just as she was coming back down another orgasm exploded. Her voice keened out, "MAaalcoooolmmmm."
Knowing he'd pleasured River twice already, Mal began kissing his way down her flat stomach to her belly button. Thrusting his tongue in and out of the shallow divot as he waited for her to come back to herself. Raising his head, he inquired, "All right there, baby?"
River just nodded dazedly at him.
He grinned, resumed nuzzling her belly and shifted himself so that he lay between her legs. Continuing his journey toward her curls, he was distracted when she yanked his hair to get his attention.
"River?"
River shook her head. She didn't want him to do that.
Mal's eyebrows rose in surprise before he responded, "We'll get to that, darlin'. I just have something I want to do first." With than, Mal thrust his tongue against her clit.
River gasped as pleasure began radiating from her core outwards.
His tongue laved and lapped at her as his fingers played with her nipples. Within moments, River screamed again as her hands clenched the sheets in an attempt to ground herself. Mal continued to rub her now over sensitized clit, causing another orgasm to follow on the heels of the first. He then thrust into her warm pussy to savor her.
Satisfied that he'd shown her the difference between a man and a bot, Mal fumbling and swiftly stripped. Laying himself atop her, his cock nestled against her mound. He propped himself on his elbows as he watched her come back to reality.
River beamed as she wrapped her legs willingly around his hips.. Leaning up, she plundered his mouth while she shifted slightly so that he was poised at her entrance. Mal took the hint and began to slide into her. Her orgasms having made her slick and eased his entry but all to soon he reached her maidenhead. Deciding that faster was better, Mal reared back and then thrust through.
River tensed at the pain and Mal stilled as he waited for to adjust to this new sensation. He was fighting like hell not to just pound into her. She was so warm and tight around him and all he wanted to do was thrust into her over and over again until they both found their release.
Feeling River relax, Mal began to thrust. River gasped as the motion spread pleasure to her extremities.
Mal paused and looked at her cautiously.
River gaped at him in surprise. Smacking him on the shoulder, she hissed, "Move."
Mal grinned and then began thrusting.
River smiled and began stroking his back and then reached down and grasped his ass, causing him to thrust forcefully into her.
"Again." River gasped.
Mal leaned down and sucked her lower lip into his mouth to nibble and suck on, as he pounded into her hard.
River's nails dug into his ass as she screamed with her orgasm. The sensation of her walls clenching like a fist around him launched Mal into his own release.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of her. His head nuzzled against her neck as she stroked his hair.
Realizing that he was crushing her, Mal rolled off of her.
River felt abandoned momentarily but that feeling quickly vanished when Mal pulled her into his arms. Throwing his leg over hers, she shook silently when she realized he was going asleep. Snuggling into the embrace, she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
As they slept, a new inner peace settled over the pair as the part of their souls that they had each been missing for so long, found itself in the other.
Fin
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