Lotrips-Firefly Crossover Chapter 4
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kitsune_writesAuthor: Fox
Rating: this chapter probably a light R for innuendo and...images. ;-)
Pairing: Monaboyd, possibly some other pairings in future.
Disclaimer: Billy, Dom and Viggo belong to no one but themselves and this never happened. Mal, Kaylee, Jayne and River belong to Joss Whedon and various other corporate entities, none of which I am known to or involved with. I am not making any money from this, only using my (admittedly) overactive imagination.
Summary: Mal gets a job offer he isn't expecting.
A/N: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xsquotessuch who, so long ago, asked so nicely for monaboyd with Firefly and Viggo thrown in. =)
Betaed lovingly by anddicorvo and tigg71. I am a compulsive tinkerer, though, so any mistakes are mine.
This is an ongoing story and this chapter is immediately following chapter 3. Previous links can be found here.
Feedback will be treasured.
Kaylee watched as River and William continued to stare at each other.
Dominic shook his head, got up and walked over to her. “Damn telepaths.”
“William is a telepath?” Kaylee said, jaw dropping at Dominic’s nod. She recovered a few moments later. “And you, Dominic? Do you drop in to read people’s thoughts as well?”
“Not in my genetic makeup, most unfortunately, but if I think something hard enough in his direction,” he said gesturing over to William, “then he receives it.”
“Is his whole family telepathic?”
Dominic paused. “You’d have to ask him that,” he answered evasively.
“Ask me what?” William said, no longer focused on River.
“You come from a telepathic family?”
“It surrounds them,” River said slowly. “Those who are more can’t be any other way.”
“No telling secrets, girl,” William said harshly.
Kaylee gasped, ready to give the man a piece of her mind for speaking in such a way to River, but realized that River and William were both looking at each other, amused.
“Damn telepaths,” Dom muttered again under his breath.
“River?” she asked, just to be certain.
River returned her gaze intently for a moment. “There is nothing to fear,” she said, looking at each of them before leaving the room.
“You have us in a situation where nothing is as it’s been for us, and we have no idea as to what will happen, and you think you should be feart?” William said, the edges of his earlier smile fading.
“You can read our minds, William,” Kaylee said evenly. “If that ain’t a good enough reason—”
“You have more reason to fear Dominic right now,” William scoffed, gesturing to the man standing a few feet from her. “He can kill in many and creative ways. He’s very good at it. If he wanted you dead, you wouldn’t even have the time to draw enough breath to scream.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, William,” Dominic said, smiling as he accepted the compliment.
“Killing ain’t in his heart,” Kaylee said quietly. “Neither of your hearts, I’d reckon.”
“You know us so well for having spent such a small mount of time in our company,” William retorted.
“I know what I seen up to now and I know, as you so clearly stated before, that if you wanted us dead, we’d be dead. I’m sure I can’t even think about all the ways to kill a man, and I don’t want to, that’s for Jayne and the Captain and Zoe, not me.” She paused for a moment. “Anyway, just because you know how don’t mean that’s who you are.”
The room fell silent as Kaylee dished up the soup. Even though Dominic was closer, she took William his bowl first. William set the bowl down on the table before taking Kaylee’s hands in his. She met his serious and steady gaze.
“Rest easy, Kaylee,” he said, squeezing her hands gently before releasing them. “I scanned the occupants of this ship only to make certain Dominic and I would be safe. I have neither cause, nor desire, to delve deeper into any of your thoughts.”
“Specially Jayne’s,” Kaylee said with a shudder. “That couldn’t have been pleasant.”
William laughed and Kaylee was immediately charmed.
“He is rather…ehm…special,” William agreed, still grinning as his gaze slid to Dominic. “Although he was correct about one thing; Dominic would look good strung up for your viewing pleasure.”
“Oh,” Kaylee blushed bright red as her gaze shifted to Dominic. He stood in front of the counter, legs shoulder width apart, weight on the balls of his feet with his hands clasped in the small of his back. He had not an ounce of extra flesh on him and his sleekly muscled body was fit to perfection by the leather. She considered what he might look like with his hands above his head and in restraints, his muscles stretched and straining. He smiled warmly at Kaylee and watched, amused, as her eyes dropped, unable to hold his.
“I can assure you, it’s even better than that,” William continued, voice low and silky.
“William,” Dominic admonished lightly.
“I wasn’t reading your mind, Kaylee,” William reassured her when she looked at him uncomfortably. “You were broadcasting. Even Dominic could tell what you were thinking right then.”
“Hey!”
Kaylee couldn’t meet William’s gaze so she lowered hers, only to be confronted with more sleek and sculpted flesh disappearing into tight leather. Tight leather that did nothing to hide the fact that William had obviously enjoyed the image of Dominic she’d “broadcast.”
“I—maybe we should find you some other clothes,” she babbled. “You know, sos we ain’t always starin’—I mean, uh…sos you ain’t too distractin’ or—“
Bright laughter greeted her rush of words and she simply stopped trying to collect her frazzled thoughts and walked back to the counter and handed Dominic his bowl of soup.
“Eat,” she said a bit breathlessly before lowering her head into her hands.
Dominic took his bowl over to the table and sat down next to William, so close they were touching from shoulder to toe as they began to eat the meal, twin smiles quirking their lips.
Rating: this chapter probably a light R for innuendo and...images. ;-)
Pairing: Monaboyd, possibly some other pairings in future.
Disclaimer: Billy, Dom and Viggo belong to no one but themselves and this never happened. Mal, Kaylee, Jayne and River belong to Joss Whedon and various other corporate entities, none of which I am known to or involved with. I am not making any money from this, only using my (admittedly) overactive imagination.
Summary: Mal gets a job offer he isn't expecting.
A/N: For
xsquotessuch who, so long ago, asked so nicely for monaboyd with Firefly and Viggo thrown in. =)Betaed lovingly by and
dicorvo and tigg71. I am a compulsive tinkerer, though, so any mistakes are mine.This is an ongoing story and this chapter is immediately following chapter 3. Previous links can be found here.
Feedback will be treasured.
Kaylee watched as River and William continued to stare at each other.
Dominic shook his head, got up and walked over to her. “Damn telepaths.”
“William is a telepath?” Kaylee said, jaw dropping at Dominic’s nod. She recovered a few moments later. “And you, Dominic? Do you drop in to read people’s thoughts as well?”
“Not in my genetic makeup, most unfortunately, but if I think something hard enough in his direction,” he said gesturing over to William, “then he receives it.”
“Is his whole family telepathic?”
Dominic paused. “You’d have to ask him that,” he answered evasively.
“Ask me what?” William said, no longer focused on River.
“You come from a telepathic family?”
“It surrounds them,” River said slowly. “Those who are more can’t be any other way.”
“No telling secrets, girl,” William said harshly.
Kaylee gasped, ready to give the man a piece of her mind for speaking in such a way to River, but realized that River and William were both looking at each other, amused.
“Damn telepaths,” Dom muttered again under his breath.
“River?” she asked, just to be certain.
River returned her gaze intently for a moment. “There is nothing to fear,” she said, looking at each of them before leaving the room.
“You have us in a situation where nothing is as it’s been for us, and we have no idea as to what will happen, and you think you should be feart?” William said, the edges of his earlier smile fading.
“You can read our minds, William,” Kaylee said evenly. “If that ain’t a good enough reason—”
“You have more reason to fear Dominic right now,” William scoffed, gesturing to the man standing a few feet from her. “He can kill in many and creative ways. He’s very good at it. If he wanted you dead, you wouldn’t even have the time to draw enough breath to scream.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, William,” Dominic said, smiling as he accepted the compliment.
“Killing ain’t in his heart,” Kaylee said quietly. “Neither of your hearts, I’d reckon.”
“You know us so well for having spent such a small mount of time in our company,” William retorted.
“I know what I seen up to now and I know, as you so clearly stated before, that if you wanted us dead, we’d be dead. I’m sure I can’t even think about all the ways to kill a man, and I don’t want to, that’s for Jayne and the Captain and Zoe, not me.” She paused for a moment. “Anyway, just because you know how don’t mean that’s who you are.”
The room fell silent as Kaylee dished up the soup. Even though Dominic was closer, she took William his bowl first. William set the bowl down on the table before taking Kaylee’s hands in his. She met his serious and steady gaze.
“Rest easy, Kaylee,” he said, squeezing her hands gently before releasing them. “I scanned the occupants of this ship only to make certain Dominic and I would be safe. I have neither cause, nor desire, to delve deeper into any of your thoughts.”
“Specially Jayne’s,” Kaylee said with a shudder. “That couldn’t have been pleasant.”
William laughed and Kaylee was immediately charmed.
“He is rather…ehm…special,” William agreed, still grinning as his gaze slid to Dominic. “Although he was correct about one thing; Dominic would look good strung up for your viewing pleasure.”
“Oh,” Kaylee blushed bright red as her gaze shifted to Dominic. He stood in front of the counter, legs shoulder width apart, weight on the balls of his feet with his hands clasped in the small of his back. He had not an ounce of extra flesh on him and his sleekly muscled body was fit to perfection by the leather. She considered what he might look like with his hands above his head and in restraints, his muscles stretched and straining. He smiled warmly at Kaylee and watched, amused, as her eyes dropped, unable to hold his.
“I can assure you, it’s even better than that,” William continued, voice low and silky.
“William,” Dominic admonished lightly.
“I wasn’t reading your mind, Kaylee,” William reassured her when she looked at him uncomfortably. “You were broadcasting. Even Dominic could tell what you were thinking right then.”
“Hey!”
Kaylee couldn’t meet William’s gaze so she lowered hers, only to be confronted with more sleek and sculpted flesh disappearing into tight leather. Tight leather that did nothing to hide the fact that William had obviously enjoyed the image of Dominic she’d “broadcast.”
“I—maybe we should find you some other clothes,” she babbled. “You know, sos we ain’t always starin’—I mean, uh…sos you ain’t too distractin’ or—“
Bright laughter greeted her rush of words and she simply stopped trying to collect her frazzled thoughts and walked back to the counter and handed Dominic his bowl of soup.
“Eat,” she said a bit breathlessly before lowering her head into her hands.
Dominic took his bowl over to the table and sat down next to William, so close they were touching from shoulder to toe as they began to eat the meal, twin smiles quirking their lips.
