rivers_bend

Title: Something about him
Author: river
Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: Zoe/Wash, Mal, Kaylee
Words: ~400
Rating: PG-13 (allusions to sex)
Summary: Mal interrupts Zoe and Wash’s “first time”




“So when you said ‘Something about him bothers me,’ what you actually meant was, ‘I intend to see what’s under that chou e shirt and ride him like a pony at the first opportunity.’” Mal kept his eyes on the wall over Zoe’s shoulder in an effort to avoid looking at the bare skin the shoulder itself presented.

“He said he liked my ass, sir.” Zoe sounded not in the least repentant.

“Well, I like your ass; anyone with eyes does, I’m sure, but I hope that doesn’t mean you and I have to…” Zoe assumed the hand gesture that followed was meant to indicate some sort of intimacy.

“Not at all, captain. If I may?” Zoe took a step towards the door of her room as she pulled the sheet more tightly around herself. “Did you actually need me for something, or were you kicking my door down for a lack of something better to do?” Mal did his best not to be distracted by Zoe’s continued fingering of the sheet.

“That wu yong mechanic still hasn’t fixed the ship.”

“So you won’t be needing a pilot in the foreseeable future?” Zoe moved with more determination towards the hatch.

“Go then, play house with my new pilot, ignore your duties to the ship.”

“Thank you, sir. I will.” Zoe managed the ladder with more grace than Mal would have imagined, considering she wore nothing but a sheet, and the door shut over her head.

Mal gave up on his second in command and went down to the engine room to yell at the mechanic. Bester didn’t have Zoe’s discretion, and hadn’t bothered to keep his activities behind closed doors. There must be something in the gorram air around here. Why is everyone on this boat having sex?

***

Neither the sound of a working engine, nor further kicking of the door to Zoe’s bunk produced his pilot or Zoe herself, so Mal had to eat supper alone with his new mechanic. She was much better company than Bester even if she did get a little chatty. Mal looked around the table at the empty chairs and forked another slice of tomato into his mouth. He wondered what Zoe would say when she found out she’d missed out on tomatoes for a chance to get cozy with Wash.