Firefly - Kaylee/Inara
Though water’s always sparse, somehow Inara still manages to make sponge baths luxurious and indulgent.
In the warm reds and draped brocade of Inara’s shuttle, Kaylee can let herself become somebody else, a girl who’s not defined – and instantly dismissed – by canvas pants and work boots, engine grease and whimsical adornments. She can become a nymph, a mermaid.
“I’m dressed,” Inara protests, half-laughing, as Kaylee pulls her into the shallow tub.
“Whose fault is that?” Kaylee murmurs, kissing her. The world becomes a slow dance of soaked silk and twining limbs.