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Seem to recall sayin something just like that the first time I saw you an the mighty lip ferret.

Well, slight point of order: mustaches are not known for leaping out of strange spaces and mauling people.

[Besides, he shaved it for you. He remembers that being a prerequisite.]

You don't seem to mind when I do it.

[Yes it was, no way was that thing touching her skin. But he had to admit the trade off was pretty worth while]

[Well that statement gives him pause]

Ok, exception definitely made. But you're kind of the exception to every rule. Including gravity, I've seen you leap from stuff.

[Have an exaggerated knowing look, dear wife]

Gravity seems to work just fine on me, I've learned to work around it.

[Oh husband, you are a silly silly man, and despite what she says, that's why she loves you.]

Uh-huh, you're not fooling me. I'm pretty sure you're magic. One of...so many reasons you've ruined me for other women.

[That and the fact that he loves her in return with absolutely loyalty, perhaps. And that he can maneuver a freighter like a fighter.]

[And the fact that if he ever strayed the offending body part wouldn't ever have the chance to do it...or much of anything, ever again.]

I think that might be true, the ruinin you part. Might have to be sure I reenforced that now'n again though.

[He well knew that. But he didn't fear it, because there was no chance in the verse he'd stray even a tiny, tiny bit]

Well, that livens the idea of this evening up considerably.

[Because them just waiting here in a darkened and abandoned factory until the Captain showed up to make the 'lone' drop wasn't at all fun]

Anything I can do to, y'know, encourage this line of thought and hopefully action?

[Wash, you already did encourage her, you poor poor man. Her hands curled into the front of his offensively bright and flowered shirt and he was pushed back to the stack of crates behind him. She knew her strength so the move was more show than pain, much more so when her lips descended on his, taking a kiss without asking]

[That was her little reminder. A hedge against the impossible. And her being, well, the woman he'd fallen for. Hard. As for the kiss, well, he would never have said no to it - and he returned it with vigor, one hand cupping her cheek and the other coming to rest against the small of her back. And in perhaps the greatest compliment to her beauty, her skill, and her passion - he didn't have a single smart word to say]

[He wasn't quiet often, damn near impossible to shut up most of the time. But moments like this, moments when they had only each other to be concerned with, those were when he was more himself than any other time. Well maybe with the exception of when he was flying. That skill, that style with which he made tons of metal and wire float like some sort of feather, or dive and twist like a dancer..that was what had won her over in the end. Not his flirting, not his determination, the intensity of him when they needed it. She'd expressed herself with passion then and she did it again now, leaving no question as to where her heart and other nicely shaped body parts belonged.]

[She was nothing but confidence, sometimes. She knew what she wanted and she took it, without any of the hesitation that effected other, lesser women. She knocked him out, the figurative way, on a constant basis. And then, when they were together like this, he saw the other side. The loving, kind side of her the universe never got to see. Just him. Just lucky, lucky, lucky him.]

[And thus he returned her kiss, and gave her more of his own]

[Few would ever accuse her of being a gentle woman, anyone who might would get a strange look from those who knew her. But with one person she could be, with Wash she was a wife without the weakness others somehow implied in that.
People (often) wondered what made them work as a couple, she just smiled. It wasn't that the amazon goddess wanted a weak man, and Wash wasn't. It was that there was so much more to them than anyone could ever understand. He'd never given up, he'd never run away, in the worst of situations when he could have high tailed and saved himself he'd always been there as solid and steady as any soldier.
That was why she loved him, loud shirts and silly humor and all. He was her man and she had no ideas on that matter changing any time soon.
Her lips softened and she eased back enough to let that rare smile curl impossibly soft lips.] Too bad we only have an hour before the Captain gets here. 'aint nearly enough time to do anything properly.

[He liked that smile. He liked it a lot. The fact that it was just for him made it all the better. There was so much more to her than people saw, and he was delighted - absolutely delighted - by how often she surprised people who thought they'd figured her out.]

Stupid work, keeping me vertical and clothed.

[He smiled, gently tracing the line of her jaw]

Have I mentioned lately that you're the most beautiful woman in the whole damn 'verse?

[He'd earned it, that smile, her love even her respect. She hadn't made it at all easy on him either.]

We do the job, then we spend some time on our bunk, maybe a nice hot bath.

[She leaned into his touch and smiled like the cat that ate the canary.]

You can keep on mentionin' it. A girl likes to hear it now and then.

[He grinned happily at that first statement]

You tell me the nicest stories. As for the bit about you being beautiful? If you asked, I'd stand on the top deck of Serenity next time we make port, yelling it out a megaphone. I'd point at random women and state unequivocally 'hey, guess what, you lose at being amazing.'

Now if only the Captain would show up so we could get on makin those stories into reality.

[She stole another hard kiss before pulling back]

No need to embarrass other womenfolk, 'sides I always believed actions spoke louder'n words anyway.

He's probably late just for that reason.

[He smiled, making a satisfied note in his throat during that kiss]

And fine, if you say so - I'm pretty good at the actions already. Though I was sort of looking forward to a little bit of loud bragging. Y'know, to ex-girlfriends and the like.

[He straightened up, tromping back into position]

Better idea. Next port of call, we spend a little bit and get us the fanciest room in a hotel, with one of those tubs with the little jets.

[The Captain wouldn't do that, but she couldn't say that to Wash, her husband and her captain were the two men who meant most in her life she wouldn't whisper a single word that might cause there to be even joking bad blood unless it was unavoidable.]

You can brag all you want, just saying you don't have to do that for me. If it's for you, holler till you can't talk, the crew'll probably thank me.

[Zoe straightened his shirt where her grab and tugged it all out of shape.]

Tub, maybe some room service. I can think of worse ways to spend time planetside.

[He chuckled at that, looking back at her]

I like bragging about you. You qualify as magnificent in every category - and it reminds me of my many reasons to smile like an idiot. As for the planning...those little sandwiches, too, you know?

[He grinned at her]

So long as you're there, I'd take a mud hole and rock-throwing. But a bit of pampering wouldn't go amiss.

Brag away, I know I've had my fair share of it, ain't no one in the 'verse can fly like my man.

[She raised a brow at the request for sandwiches, was he gettin all soft and cultured on her?]

I'll skip the mud hole and rocks. Nice hot bath, nice soft bed and not having to duck incoming fire sounds about like paradise to me.

[Not a chance of that in the world - but those were some tasty sandwiches]

Oh, flattery will get you absolutely everywhere. You do know that one of these days, when we can afford a ship of our own, we're spending a lot on bed and bath luxuries.

[It was all part of his desire to treat her like an Empress, really. He could sleep on the soft side of a board if she were there, but he had a desire to give her the best life he could.]

[That would be comforting to hear.]

Well then, let's get this drop made an done an be one step closer.