From: taffyxf@yahoo.com   
      
   Title: Forgive Us Our Trespasses   
   Author: Taffy Northwood   
   E-Mail: taffyxf@yahoo.com   
   Rating:  NC17   
   Category:  AU, MSR   
   Archives:  Just ask.   
   Feedback: Never in bad taste    
   Disclaimer: Mulder, Scully, Skinner and any   
   other XF characters are on loan only.   
   Summary:  In 1909 New York City, there were two   
   distinct and separate worlds: that of the very wealthy   
   and that of the very poor.  Could love bridge the   
   great divide between those worlds for two star-crossed   
   lovers?   
   Author Notes: Like a huge part of the fandom, I've   
   become absolutely dotty over AU fic.  This is my   
   modest attempt to put Mulder and Scully into another   
   time and place.  Please be aware, this is a   
   work-in-progress.   
      
   Forgive Us Our Trespasses - Katie Scully's story, part 6   
      
      
   "So many words, Mathew.  What you want, what you   
   don't want.  Do you know what I want?"   
      
   "What do you want, Katie?" Mathew asked, his voice   
   thick with emotion.  He stroked a finger along her   
   cheek.   
      
   "I want you to kiss me again."   
      
   Bending his head, Mathew did his best to oblige,   
   pressing his soft, pliant lips to hers at first gently,   
   then with passion.  Katie parted her lips and Mathew   
   did not hesitate to explore her mouth.   
      
   This beautiful man had just told her that he loved her   
   and wanted to marry her, and now her heart felt like   
   it was ready to burst in her chest.   
      
   "I love you," he whispered after each kiss.  "I love   
   you.  I love you."   
      
   Katie's hands skimmed over the smooth skin of Mathew's   
   shoulders and back.  With only slippers on her feet he   
   towered above her, his arms around her waist.  Katie   
   was grateful for those arms; they were the only thing   
   keeping her from melting into a puddle on the kitchen   
   floor.   
      
   Mathew's hands skimmed along her sides, molding the   
   nightgown to her, mapping out her body under   
   the voluminous fabric.  She gasped when his hands   
   came around to cup her bottom, pressing her against   
   him.  The length of his manhood was hot and hard   
   against her belly.   
      
   "If we don't stop now, Katie," Fox moaned against her   
   mouth, "I don't know where this will end."   
      
   "I don't want it to end," she replied.  "I love you,   
   Mathew, and I want to be with you."   
      
   Whenever Katie had imagined her first time, it had   
   never been in a kitchen.  She wanted her first   
   experience to be beautiful and she wanted it to be   
   in her soft bed.   
      
   "Come on," she said, softly.  Katie took Mathew's hand   
   and led him through the darkened rooms.  A shaft of   
   moonlight from the hall window illuminated his face   
   as they climbed the stairs to her room.  Mathew looked   
   dazed and dreamy-eyed.   
      
   Her room was dark, the moon casting lacey shadows on   
   the walls as it shined through the curtains.  How   
   appropriate that the room looked like a fairyland on   
   this magical night.  Katie turned up the lamp by the   
   bed until soft light gilded the room.   
      
   Mathew hand sifted through her hair, lifting the weight   
   of it away from her neck and letting if fall around her.   
   She unfastened the first button of her muslin gown and   
   then another and another until Mathew was able to slide   
   it off her shoulders to pool at her feet.   
      
   Katie restrained herself from trying to cover her   
   nakedness.  She didn't need to hide from Mathew.   
      
   "You're beautiful," he said, gazing at her with naked   
   joy.  "The most beautiful sight I've ever seen."   
      
   Gently, his fingers traced along the rise of her   
   breast and she shivered.  Her courage abandoned her   
   as the room's cool air hardened her nipples and   
   she realized that for the first time in her life, she   
   was fully naked in the presence of a man.   
      
   Somehow, Mathew sensed her discomfort and shrugged out   
   of his shirt and undershirt.  He embraced her and   
   she nearly swooned at the feeling of his bare chest   
   against her own naked skin.   
      
   "I'll be gentle," he whispered in her ear.   
      
   "I know."   
      
   Mathew scooped her up in his arms, grunting in pain   
   as his bruises reasserted themselves through the haze   
   of desire.   
      
   "Oh dear," Katie said.  "You're in too much pain."   
      
   "I'm fine," Mathew gasped, as he carried her to   
   the bed.   "I just have to pace myself."   
      
   He flipped the coverlet back and laid her on the cool   
   sheets.  In the lamplight, his skin was burnished gold,   
   marred only by the bruising over his midsection as   
   he stood by the bed.   
      
   Slowly, he unfastened his trousers and shucked them down   
   his long legs until he was as naked as she.  Katie felt   
   her eyes grow very round at the sight of Mathew's erect   
   member.  In her nursing training, she'd seen naked men,   
   but never erect.  To her unpracticed eye, Mathew looked   
   incredibly large.   
      
   "Don't be frightened," he said, gently, as he climbed   
   up on the bed next to her.   
      
   "I'm not," she asserted, though she'd have been more   
   persuasive if her voice hadn't quavered.   
      
   Mathew kissed her and suddenly, her fears drifted away.   
   His hands stroked her skin, her breasts, her hips, her   
   belly.  Everywhere he touched, her skin burned as if   
   kissed by fire.  He cupped her breast, his thumb grazing   
   over her nipple.   
      
   "So beautiful," he murmured before taking the rosy tip   
   into his mouth.  Katie moaned at the sensation of wet   
   warmth on her skin.   It was unlike anything she'd ever   
   experienced in her life.   
      
   Mathew's hands slowly drifted along her side, and over   
   her belly.  Gently, he parted her thighs and found the   
   tiny nub nestled in the curls between her legs.  Katie   
   stiffened, her hands twisting in the sheets.  None of the   
   books she'd read and none of the whispered confidences of   
   her fellow nurses had prepared her for the way this felt.   
      
   She whimpered as he brushed his thumb over her, each   
   touch like an electrical shock.  Her back arched and   
   her head tossed from side to side.  A gasp escaped her   
   lips as he pushed a finger inside her and her back arched   
   in surprise.   
      
   "Relax," Mathew murmured.  "It's better if you relax."   
   His mouth covered hers, kissing her deeply.   
      
   She was floating, anchored only by his touch, by the   
   feeling of his lips on hers and his hand moving on   
   her, in her.  She was unable to control the movement of   
   her hips as she bucked against his hand.   
      
   "Please, Mathew," she said.  "Please...I...I want..."   
      
   "Are you all right?"  His voice was raspy, his breath hot   
   on her face.  "Do you want me to stop?"   
      
   "Please," she moaned.  "Please...don't stop."   
      
   Mathew positioned himself above her, supported by his   
   arms, his hips nestled between her parted thighs.   
   Slowly, so very slowly, he entered her.  Her   
   eyes were squeezed closed and she grasped his shoulders,   
   her nails digging into his firm flesh.   
      
   Finally, he was fully inside her, remaining still as he   
   allowed her body to adjust to him.   
      
   "Does this hurt?" he asked.   
      
   She shook her head, but he remained still until she   
   began to move her lower body in an effort to recreate   
   that amazing sensation of friction between her legs.   
      
   Taking her cue, Mathew's moved within her, slowly at   
   first, then faster as Katie locked her ankles over his   
   back.  His hips began to pump then, his breath ragged   
   in her ear with the exertion of each thrust.   
      
   The warmth that had begun with his first touch was   
      
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