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Heart of Gold	By : RyuaAlba Category: 1 through F > Firefly Views: 3982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Firefly, or any of the places or people from it. I make no money from writing this fanfiction.

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- 1-Heart of Gold
- 1
“Look, they’ve got boy whores, isn’t that thoughtful? Wonder if they service girl-folk at all?”
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Kaylee reached behind her, one hand holding the fitting in place, groping for the wrench she’d set down not a half-minute before. “Sonofabitch,” she sighed, as her fingertips brushed it to the side, and she heard it clanking down the stairs. She glanced back, though the sound already told her it was well out of reach. “Hellooo? Anyone around?” she called. She’d JUST got everything aligned, and if she let go of it now, she’d have to start it all over again.
“What did you need, Miss Kaylee?” an unfamiliar voice called.
“Oh! Just down there,” she said, waggling her hand in the right direction, unable to quite see who it was or where he was. “I just dropped my wrench is all…”
Light footsteps sounded on the stairs behind her, and the wrench was placed into her hand with a brush of soft fingers. “Thanks… I just need to finish this… here…” she said, trailing off as she wriggled her hand into the tight space, tightening the bolt. “I love these old machines,” she said happily, squirming backwards, out of the pumpworks, and standing up. She stretched gratefully. “Solid and reliable… somethin’s broke, you just pull it off and fix it.”
She turned to face her conscripted helper, her grin widening. He was one of Nandi’s boys, dark gold skin, black hair, sweet face, and filling out that silky blue shirt and tight pants of his in a way she much liked to look at. “Anyways, shoudn’t have no problems with water now… they could fire the whole place and we’d just drench it all down. And you’ll have better water pressure for after, you know, for more normal stuff.”
“Ain’t never seen a woman so handy with machines,” he said, an endearingly shy smile on his too-pretty lips. “I bet your Captain’s glad he found you.”
“The Captain’s glad? I’m the one who’s glad,” Kaylee laughed. “Serenity’s the best thing that ever happened to me. We get into some tight scrapes, sure… but it’s worth it. And I never thought I’d get to go so many places, so many different worlds.”
He extended his hand as she approached the stairs, and thanks to the amount of time she’d spent with Inara, recognized the gesture. “Well, aren’t you gallant?” she teased, pleased to see him duck his head just a little as she took his hand down the stairs.
“There’s dinner set up in our galley, if you’re getting hungry, Miss Kaylee,” he said, and she didn’t quite giggle at someone calling her Miss. “Sun’s goin’ down after all.”
“Huh. Well, so it is,” she said, looking up at the desert sky, marvelling at how fast the colour had changed. “I’ll just put my things back on the ship, and head right in.”
She’d bent to load up her toolkit, hefting the bag to her back. “Miss Kaylee?” His voice was gentle, as was his hand on her elbow. “Bout what you said earlier…”
Kaylee turned back to face him, tilting her head inquisitively.
“Well… there ain’t much call for it, out here. Not too many girl-folk come out to our place, so I’d likely be a mite out of practice… but if you’re interested, you’d be more’n welcome. The name’s Elan, if you’re lookin’ for me later.”
“Huh? Oh. OH.” She said, going from puzzled to abrupt comprehension. “Oh. Well.” Now, she’d been waitin’ a long old time on that doctor. Simon did it for her, in just about every way possible… except the actual way, of course. And a girl had needs, gorramit. “Well, I’ll just have to hurry back, then,” she said with a brilliant grin.
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Kaylee wasn’t sure which she was more looking forward to, actually. The prospect of real, planet-grown food, even if it was from ‘ponics, was just as good as what might come after. And good it was… not as fancy as the stuff on Persephone, but tasty and fresh and real, and everyone made quick work of the spread. Inara even filled up a couple of plates for them helping Petaline in the back room.
Jayne only put in a quick appearance, disappearing right back upstairs again with his girl, and for once, Kaylee thought he had the right idea. After one of the girls waved her away from doing dishes, she went right over to Elan, who looked up from polishing a rifle with a smile. “C’mere, Elan,” she said, pulling on his arm. I’m gonna take you up on that offer.”
He drew her, giggling across the room, up a flight of stairs to the right. “This room good for you, Miss Kaylee?” he asked, unlatching a door. After ascertaining there was indeed a bed, Kaylee pulled him in, shutting the door.
“Only thing that matters is that you’re in it,” she said, walking backwards to the bed and plopping herself down. “Been a long time, I’m lookin’ forward to this.”
“Then I’ll do my best to please,” he said, walking forwards. He was awful pretty, Kaylee observed cheerfully, the way his hair brushed his forehead just so, and that blue shirt she knew he’d picked just because it set off his skin so nice. His teeth were white in that adorable, ever-so-slight shy grin, and she adored the way his dark eyes followed her hands. A girl needed some appreciation once in a while, and the way Elan’s eyes lit up as she tugged her shirt up over her head was as satisfying as that fresh cheese at dinner had been. “I find it hard to believe you ever have trouble findin’ company, Miss Kaylee,” he said, shaking his head slightly as he walked to the bed.
She scooted back slightly, laying back so he straddled her waist comfortably. “Well… a workin’ girl gets busy sometimes,” she said, shrugging. “Ain’t a lot of time to go meetin’ people, normally.”
“Then it’s a good thing you dropped by our little place,” Elan chuckled, and then he leaned down and his lips were on her neck, and Kaylee gave a pleased little sigh. He was gorram good with that pretty mouth of his, and she savored the way his lips and tongue felt, trailing down her skin.
Her body was delightful soft under his hands, something he didn’t get to have all that often. She tasted of salt and sun and skin, and her smell was honest sweat and machine oil, which was somehow the most feminine, sweet thing he’d ever smelled. Any doubts he’d harbored at first ‘bout not being able to rise to the occasion melted the moment he started touching her, his fingers exploring that gorgeous soft warmth of hers.
“Don’t you worry ‘bout needing to take it slow,” Kaylee murmured, her voice already breathy and rough in a way that turned him on even more.
“Woman like you deserves a bit of worship,” Elan replied, his lips brushing down over the swell of her breast, his fingers carefully undoing the clasp on her bra to a pleased, purring sort of sound. Her breasts suited the rest of her, round and soft and perky, pink nipples begging to be licked. He obliged, delighting in her squirming, giggling reaction. Her fingers ran through his hair, encouraging him, and so he kept playing, fingers exploring her soft belly and teasing over the top of her pants as his mouth teased constantly over her breasts.
He was good. Why hadn’t it occurred to her to try a professional before? Of course, she’d never much had the opportunity. Kaylee was cute, but broke, and the class of man she could buy didn’t match the ones she could just flirt into her bed. She was crazy glad this opportunity had come up. Elan was goin’ right to the top of her list of excellent lays, and they hadn’t even reached the main event. Her gorram pants were still on, and she was almost ready to burst!
“There’s altogether too much clothing still on here,” she chuckled, pulling him back up to kiss that talented mouth. He was just as good at kissin’ as he was at pleasurin’ the rest of her, and she actually forgot for a moment she’d meant to start getting him naked. “C’mon, I wanna see what’s under these pretty duds.”
“As you wish,” he chuckled, planting one last kiss on the tip of her nose before pulling back, standing in front of her. His hands ran over his clothing in a way Kaylee was sure spoke of much practice tantalizing his clients, slowly undoing buttons to reveal a beautiful body, lithe with just the right amount of muscle tone. She licked her lips as the blue silk slid to the ground, caressing his skin with a whisper.
“You gonna keep goin?” she asked, drinking in the sight of him. She could see hints of his package through those tight pants, and was hungry for more. Seeming pleased at her interest, Elan flicked open the top button, teasing her slowly, inching down the zipper, and then abruptly turning away just as a little teasing trail of hair came into view. She groaned in exasperation, but the view from behind was really just as nice.
He’d just bent over to pull them off when he heard the bed bounce and Kaylee nearly knocked him full over, arms wrapping around his waist, one hand running up his chest and the other dropping eagerly down. “Now this feels nice,” she said happily, her fingers wrapping appreciatively around his hard length. “This all for little ol’ me?”
“Absolutely, Miss Kaylee,” he chuckled, turning in her arms so he could reach her proper. “But I ain’t gonna be able to do much if you’re still wearin’ these.” His hands dropped down to her waist, fingers hooking on the top of her pants.
“Better get rid of ‘em, then,” Kaylee suggested, grinning as he slid slowly down to his knees, taking the time to kiss and caress her breasts and belly on the way. His hands kept busy on her back and her ass, caressing that curve in a way that was mighty flattering. The sight of him ever so carefully undoing her pants with his teeth was rather entertaining, although it was almost achingly slow. She squirmed eagerly to get naked when he finally started to pull them down, and hopped back onto the bed.
This time around he wasted no time in following her, leaning down to give her another of those dizzying kisses while one hand slid right down between her legs, his fingers warm and soft through her panties. “Why Miss Kaylee, it seems like you’re a mite eager,” he breathed in her ear as his fingers toyed over the well-soaked material, making her breath catch in delight.
“How couldn’t I be, with you showin’ off like that?” she laughed. “I been ready since your shirt hit the ground.” She squeaked slightly as he slid down suddenly, pulling her towards the edge of the bed. She peered down at him, those dark eyes glancing up through tousled, silky hair right back at her, watching her face as he slowly drew her panties down, finally leaving her bare.
He’d forgotten how wonderful a really eager woman could smell. He kept watching her, right up until his mouth finally made contact with her, and then he closed his eyes to better concentrate on what he was doing. Kaylee moaned as his tongue caressed along her lower lips, seeming eager to lick up all the juices. Well, if she’d thought he kissed great, it was nothing compared to what he was doing now, his lips and tongue exploring all over between her legs, driving her near mad with frustrated delight. How could he be so busy down there and never actually get right where she wanted him? Her poor little clit was practically screaming for attention, and all that quivery, wet goodness of his mouth never quite seemed to land on it.
And once she was squirming and moaning and her fingers were grabbing in his hair, he finally gave her what she wanted, his tongue stroking hard and firm over the little nub that’d give her so much pleasure. Kaylee shrieked delightfully, her hips bucking up against his mouth, cumming almost immediately with a fresh flow of those sweet, musky juices. “Feelin’ better now, Miss Kaylee?” he asked, grinning up at her.
“You are gorram good with your tongue, ain’t you?” she gasped, still squirming in pleasure as her body relaxed. “Now, come up here, time for the main event.” He was good, in fact, nobody else had ever got her off so good before. That didn’t mean she was done, though. She’d seen and felt that thick jībá of his, and now she intended to have it, rather than just watching it.
“It’d be my pleasure,” he said, scooting her back on the bed and kneeling between her legs. Her eyes fixed on his shaft as he slowly stroked himself, smearing the ample precum over his shaft. “Now, Nandi keeps us all healthy, but seeing as how you’re a woman…” he leaned over her, shivering as she took the opportunity to kiss and caress his chest. He straightened up again after a moment, tearing open a small package and rolling the thin sheath down over his length. “Don’t want you having a baby to mess up your job on that ship of yours.”
“Well, ain’t you just so thoughtful,” she giggled, watching the erotic slipperiness of it as his fingers smoothed the protection into place on his beautiful length. He leaned down to kiss her again, and moments later felt the slippery coolness pressing against her. His shaft slid ever so easily into her very eager jībái, the coolness of the condom giving way almost instantly to delicious body heat, and she groaned in delight at finally, finally having him inside her.
He couldn’t stay kissing her for long, not if he wanted to move properly inside her, and he so very much did. Some part of his training was guilty for paying so much attention to his own pleasure, but from the delighted sounds and squirming of Kaylee as he drove into her, she certainly wasn’t going to complain. Nandi brought in the best supplies from the core, and the protection they used here was near-undetectable, especially when he had such a pretty partner to work with.
“Cào… fuck… yes!” Kaylee gasped, arching under him, squealing in delight as he lifted one leg up to his shoulder. Her body bounced and jiggled beautifully with every thrust, and the sight was going to bring him to a shorter end than he’d anticipated. His hand slipped down her leg, his thumb rubbing ever so gently atop her swollen clit, and it was only moments later that she was cumming again, thrashing with pleasure, her hands grabbing onto the bed covers, crying out with delight.
It wasn’t much longer that he found his peak as well, groaning with pleasure as he released, thrusting deep inside her. Kaylee was pink and flushed and grinning delightedly as he pulled slowly out of her, carefully lowering her leg back to the bed. After a few moments of cleaning himself up, he crawled forward to see how she was faring. He’d only just opened his mouth to ask her when she reached up, pulling him down with a delighted laugh. “Can I go for another ride later?” she asked with a bright grin.
“As many times as you like, Miss Kaylee,” he said with a pleased grin, shifting them both under the covers.
Author’s note: I enjoy Kaylee. She's so unapolagetically sexual, and so adorable. And while Mal and everyone else on the ship is super protective of her, none of them ever get in the way of having herself a good time. A beautifully put together group of characters overall, actually. I've been wanting to write this for YEARS, but I've been waiting until I felt I could do Kaylee and the universe justice.
jībái – vagina, pussy.
Jībá- penis, cock
Cào- fuck, sexual rather than frustration.
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