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|    Jacquie Sabatier to All    |
|    xfc: FF: Right Turn ch 2/2 (1/5)    |
|    22 Nov 08 18:25:02    |
      From: colbysgurl@shaw.ca              Authors: Sassy and Jacquie              Category: MSR Romance              Summary: A post ep fic for "Detour"              XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX              Mulder returned a minute later and handed her a t-shirt. "It's clean, I       swear."              "I trust you." Scully took it from him and padded to the bathroom, already       beginning to untie her ponytail.              Mulder watched her go before starting to unbutton his jeans and slip them       off. He was just pulling his sweats on when she opened the bathroom door. He       looked up at her. The t-shirt came to her mid thigh and he all but growled       to keep his reaction hidden.              "You play basketball in this shirt?" Scully teased.              Mulder couldn't find his voice. Scully lowered herself onto the couch,       seriously wanting to remove her underwear. They were bunching up and making       her uncomfortable.              Mulder made his way to the bathroom. "I'll just be a minute. Make yourself       at home." He handed her a cover and a pillow before shutting the bathroom       door.              Scully waited till he was gone before taking her underwear off. She sighed.              Mulder shaved quickly and stepped out after brushing his teeth. He saw her       laying there on the couch. "I'm getting a bed tomorrow."              "That should be good," she said conversationally as she subtlety tried to       hide her panties under her pillow so she didn't freak Mulder out.              He took his pillow and laid it on the floor beside the couch. He was about       to lie down when her hand stopped him.              "You can come up here if you want."              "You okay with that?"              "I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't," was Scully's soft response.              Mulder took his blanket and pulled it atop her. He snuggled in behind her.       He wrapped his still slightly sore arm around her waist. "This okay?"              Scully couldn't help a small sigh. "It's fine for me. Is it okay for you?"              "Wouldn't have done it if it wasn't." Mulder chuckled a bit. "I'm teasing. I       like being this close to you."              "Your arm okay with this?"              "It doesn't hurt a bit." He kissed her neck.              This made her shiver and close her eyes. She was thankful that he couldn't       see her face. Tears were falling down her cheeks. For a brief moment, she       allowed herself to hope that she had a future with him.              "I'm a little cold. Mind if I pull the covers and put my arm under?" Mulder       asked softly.              "Not at all."              Mulder slid his arm under the covers. Now the only thing separating his skin       from hers was the thin material of his shirt on her body. "Comfortable?"              "Yes."              "Good." He lay his head on the pillow next to hers, his fingers lightly       rubbing her stomach.              She slightly turned over to kiss his chin. "Sleep, s...Mulder."              Mulder tugged her chin up and kissed her mouth softly. His other hand slid       under the pillow and under her head. His hand closed over her panties. He       knew what they were, but said nothing.              Scully smiled up at him. He smiled against her ear as he lay his head next       to hers. "Sweet dreams."              "Who knows? Maybe it'll rain sleeping bags," Scully teased.              Mulder moaned in her ear. She kissed his hair. He slowly slid his hand down       her thigh. His shirt had ridden up. He traced unknown patterns on her thigh       with his finger. He caused her flesh to goose pimple. She sighed softly,       shivering.              Just tell me if I make you uncomfortable."              Scully bit her lip against a whimper. She closed her eyes as his hands       continued caressing her. 'This is all a dream...' a voice whispered in the       back of her mind.              Mulder lay his palm against her thigh. He slowly inched the shirt up. "Why       Ms. Scully, you aren't wearing any panties" he whispered in her ear before       lightly taking her earlobe in his mouth and sucking gently.              Scully squeezed her eyes shut. Afraid that he was making her uncomfortable,       Mulder pulled his shirt back down and rested his hand on her hip.              "Why...why stopping?" Scully whispered between shivers.              "I don't want to rush you, Dana," he whispered back.              "Not..." she tried again as her body shuddered violently."Not rushing."              Mulder turned her to face him. "Kiss me."              She did, starting slowly. Gradually she deepened it, giving Mulder every       opportunity to pull away if he needed to. His hand slowly moved between her       legs and caressed her gently. She bit her lip.              Mulder pulled her back slightly. "This okay?"              "Mulder..." she pressed her forehead against his."I'm perfectly comfortable       with whatever you're comfortable with."              He gently parted her folds and slipped a finger inside her. He used his       thumb and slowly caressed her center. Scully's body tightened around him.       She moaned. He slid another finger inside her. "Let it all go, Scully."              "G-o-o-o-d!" she moaned hoarsely.              Mulder lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her as his fingers slid in and       out of her. She arched her head back, biting her lip against whimpers of       ecstasy as she responded to him.              He watched as he drove her over the edge. Hearing his name upon her lips       made him shiver and he slowed his fingers. Scully came with a loud cry of       ecstasy. She clung to him as she tried to catch her breath.              Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead as well as his own. He lay his       forehead against hers. "Sssh..." he said as he held her tight.              Scully was beginning to cry now. "Did I hurt you?" His voice was shaky.              She pressed a kiss to his neck as she desperately tried to control herself.       "No," she managed in a whisper.              He pulled her tighter against him. He didn't like seeing her cry. HE pressed       a kiss to her hair. "I love you." His voice was barely audible.              Scully's breath caught. She was caught between kissing him violently and       being gentle.              "Sweet dreams, Dana," he said after he wrapped his arms tighter around her.              "I love you too," Scully whispered after a beat. Her quivering breath was       beginning to slow.              He smiled into her. 'Now maybe I can sleep. You've kept me up many a night,       Ms Scully'              "That's right. Sleep," Scully whispered.              Mulder watched as she drifted into a peaceful slumber. He followed soon       after.              The sun was shining in his window the next morning. He went to stretch but       her body draped across his halted his actions. She got up the rest of the       way and went into the bathroom.              He frowned. He pulled the covers back up over his bare chest. Soon he heard       his shower going.              Scully let the hot water mix with his tears. While she had been happy last       night, there was a nagging voice in the back of her mind that said it       wouldn't last. That she would have to leave.              He softly turned the knob and stepped into the bathroom. HE was unsure if he       should be in here or not. 'Last night...does she regret last night'       "Scully?" He said it loud enough for her to hear.              "Yeah?" Scully hoped he wouldn't be able to tell that she had been crying.              "You okay?"              "Yeah, I'm fine. Glad you're getting a bed. That couch was a bit lumpy."              "I slept like a baby," Mulder joked. "Hey, Scully?"              She washed her face. "Yeah?"              "Mind if I join you? The hot water doesn't last long." He hoped she didn't              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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