Simon/River scene, cont'd

[schmerica]

This is, I think, the second part of the snippet found here. Only three or four years later.

At the slight whispering noise, Simon sat up rod straight and reached under his pillow for his gun.

"Simon?" River repeated uncertainly from beside the bed, and he relaxed.

"River, what are you doing out of bed?"

"I couldn't sleep."

That was probably a mercy, Simon thought. There had been so many nights when it had been the sounds of River's whimpers or scream waking him up. "Do you want me to get you a pill from the infirmary?"

He could see her shaking her head as she hugged herself through the thin nightgown. "No. I don't want to." She only paused a few seconds. "Can I sleep with you?"

He hesitated for a second, then said, "Of course, mei mei. Here." He pushed himself towards the wall, and River slipped into the bed beside him, curling up tightly.

"Simon," said River quietly after a moment, and Simon didn't trust her tone.

"Rest, River."

Simon started to turn on his side, but River pinned down his shoulder and straddled him with easy accuracy. She looked down at him.

"I remember this," she informed him. "We would wrestle. You were always stronger than me then. You pulled my hair."

"River..."

"But I got back at you, with the toads in your bed." She smiled wickedly. "You had to sleep in my room for *days*. Even after the servants changed the sheets you wouldn't go back." River leaned over and scrapes the palms of her hands slowly down the length of Simon's chest. He could feel his nipples responding, hardening as she brushed against them; his whole body was responding to her full body press against him, and he shrunk away as best he could, vaguely horrified.

"River, you need to stop."

She ignored him, leaning in closer, so their faces almost touched. "I see it, Simon, what you're thinking. I see it too." River kissed him then, the same kiss they'd exchanged hundreds of times, only ... different like this. "Simon, I love you."

He was stronger than her, he could pull her off, but she was so fragile... And they were all alone, just the two of them. Even the other people on Serenity, they weren't really part of them. "It's different, River, you know that. You know it's wrong. It's not like married people love."

River was quiet for a second, and said, "I see everybody. I see them kissing and *together* and all these things, and I don't -- I don't have that. I won't ever, because they made me wrong." She kissed him again, and this time it was different completely, nothing sibling-like about it. Simon made a protesting noise against her mouth and she pulled away, looking down at him sadly. "I love you, Simon. So much. And it hurts sometimes, and you were so far away, and you came for me and took me away..."

"River," Simon said helplessly, trying despite himself to keep his voice calm and firm, "we can't do this. We can't."

"Shhhh..." River whispered, slipping her hand under his waistband. "Just close your eyes, Simon. I'll take care of you."

He bit his lip and tasted the blood at the feeling of her hand on his cock -- and if he was a better brother, this wouldn't be happening, he wouldn't be springing to meet her, getting harder at her touch. He wouldn't be *letting* her do this, sink down on him--

"Oh, Simon," River whispered, and he opened his eyes to see her stripped of her nightgown, rocking against him slowly, and she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Her eyes were bright, and he squeezed her hand tight as she leaned down to kiss him.

Comments

[anathema666.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the naughty-bad-wrongness of this. Crazy space incest is apparently my favourite kind.

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm glad you liked it.

Their love is so crazy and space and incesty and wrong and pure!