From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2000 22:05:42 -0500 Subject: THE CULMINATION (PART 1/2) MSR NC 17 repost by Lari Source: direct Reply To: docs.ipp.ldr@sk.sympatico.ca THE CULMINATION (NC17) by LARI TITLE: The Culmination MSR NC17 (PART1/2) AUTHOR : Lari R CLASSIFICATION : MSR NC-17 for sexual content SPOILERS : S1 to S7 especially "all things" including a small reference to "Requiem". DISCLAIMER : These wonderful characters do not belong to me. FEEDBACK : YES PLEASE . At docs.ipp.ldr@sk.sympatico.ca ARCHIVE: Sure, anywhere including ATXC, Ephemeral, Gosammer, Spooky's, hftfbimu, as long as these headers stay intact. SUMMARY :The final acknowledgement and consummation of an amazing relationship. This story forms the basis for two other stories which will deal with Scully's pregnancy and Mulder's return. SPECIAL ACKNOWLEDGEMENT : I want to thank the amazing Kai for her remarkable input and contribution. She is a wonderful beta reader and "kept me honest". Also, a special thank you to MystFire for her encouraging words and suggestion. THE CULMINATION He sat on the couch, totally transfixed, staring hungrily at her soft pouty lips. They were red and lush and as velvety as rose petals. Her skin was perfect, with a porcelain texture that would show the imprint of a kiss or a touch. Sitting this close to her, he could smell the sweet delicious scent of her skin that was unique to her, and he wondered if that sweetness would be more intense between her legs. The thought brought him to a full painful erection. He found it hard to breathe; his physical need for her had never been so consuming. He suppressed a groan at the thought of devouring her mouth, of forcefully thrusting his tongue into it's secret recesses, and finally plunging himself into her soft fragrant body. Scully had gently nodded off into slumber during their discussion of the complexity of fate and it's consequences. She had considered the decisions she had made in her life; they seamlessly wove together to form her partnership with Mulder, an intricate tapestry bound together by trust, friendship, and love. She allowed him a rare and precious glimpse into the mystery that was Dana Scully. He had loved her for so long and had ached for her for so long that he was overwhelmed to be finally taken into her confidence. Gently tucking her under his woolen blanket, Mulder gave his partner a lingering gaze that was full of naked longing. He retreated from the delicious temptation of Scully innocently asleep on his couch, still painfully hard and aroused. He couldn't be around Scully and not want her. He had always kept a tight rein on his control, afraid to reveal his desperate and consuming desire for fear of violating her trust in him. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scully awoke slowly, taking a leisurely inventory of her surroundings. She immediately recognized Mulder's apartment and remembered the circumstances that preceded her abrupt transition into slumber. She looked at her watch which indicated that she had been asleep for at least two hours. She actually felt energized and invigorated after the day's revelations; she was now fully cognizant of the fact that she belonged with Mulder. This brought a shy little smile to her lips. Her ill fated affair with Daniel was a significant catalyst that was meant to happen ONLY because it would finally bring her into the life of the one man that she was truly destined to be with...Fox Mulder. He is an indelible part of her and completed her ; as vital as breathing and as precious as the lifeblood that ran through her body. She walked into the kitchen for a glass of water; her heart was pounding and her palms became sweaty at the thought of her next action as she quickly drank the cool liquid. She was ready to take the next step fully aware that the physical act of allowing him into her body was tantamount to the ultimate commitment that she could make to him. She has always given the impression of being emotionally detached, of building a wall around her heart and jealousy guarding her independence. He does not know that she has loved him deeply for years. It all began with a juvenile crush that she harbored for her wickedly handsome and brash partner during their first year together. A first she was delighted and intrigued by his passionate enthusiasm and outlandish theories; however, after her abduction, she found herself drawn deeper into his world in search of the truth. Terminating almost all of what was left of her personal life, she became intimately acquainted with his energy and paranoia as she focused on her work with the x-files. Scully trusted him implicitly and would have died for him. The first time that she realized that she loved this brilliant and tortured man was when he traded the life of Samantha for hers. She knew the significance of the sacrifice that he made for her and felt humbled by this selfless gesture. There was no opportune moment for her to express her feelings to him. Life soon dealt them with repeated bouts of tragedy: his father's murder, her sister's death, her cancer, the loss of her daughter Emily...his crusade had now become hers. All this pain and adversity made her build a defensive barricade around her heart. When Mulder steadfastly championed Diana Fowley, she added another layer of brick and mortar, careful not to allow his betrayal to topple her fortification and her resolve. She was so scared that she was going to lose him, that she would have to watch helplessly as this woman took away what was most precious to her. The last few months have seen the resolution of a few of their personal demons... Diana was gone and Mulder has come to terms with Samantha's disappearance. She was not going to waste another moment hiding behind this wall. She is ready to take the final step. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx She slowly approached his bedroom which was bathed in tranquil moonlight. He was asleep, sprawled in wanton abandonment, snoring softly. She furtively approached the side of his bed and let her gaze lovingly caress his face. Her eyes were helplessly drawn to his beautiful mouth with its full sensuous lower lip. A wave of sensual heat overcame her and she closed her eyes shuddering at the deliciousness of it. Her heart pounded, her breasts tightened and a flooding sensation in her loins made her knees go weak. Lust. She was astounded at its sheer power. "Scully?" She opened her eyes to Mulder's hoarse voice. His eyes were blazingly intent and deeply green. He quickly sat up in bed so that they were now at eye level with each other. His breath was coming out in shallow little pants and he started to lift his hands towards her face. He abruptly stopped himself and lowered his hands which were trembling. He uttered a hoarse groan and covered his face with both his hands. The intensity of his feelings were so overwhelming that he could fel the fragile hold that he had over his self-control was slipping away. It was time. Dear God , it was past time. End of Part(1/2) TITLE : The Culmination (PART 2/2) AUTHOR : Lari R The Culmination (Part2/2) She wanted him with a blind, ferocious need that could no longer be delayed or denied. She sat at the edge of the bed and gently pried his hands from his face. He sucked in his breath and tried to control himself. "Mulder..." she placed her palms against his bare chest directly over his nipples and unconsciously dragged her nails across them. "Ah God Scully," he gasped and reared up to capture her face between his hands, barely clinging on to a thread of control. His pupils were dilated; his eyes appearing almost black with arousal. "You'd better be sure Scully." I don't think that I can stop if this goes any further. I want you so badly." he whispered huskily. She looked directly into his eyes and fastened her lips onto his. His lips were soft, his mouth hot. He urged her closer and slanted his head to deepen the kiss, his tongue thrusting into her mouth. Scully made a little sound of delight and sucked on it, moving her own tongue upward to stroke his. He shuddered as if struck and groaned her name. He plunged his fingers into her hair, holding her head still for the deep strokes of his tongue into her mouth. He was fully aroused, his erection as hard as marble, straining against her belly. Scully whimpered into his mouth, squirming hungrily, trying to lift herself enough that she could cradle that thick ridge in the yielding notch between her legs. She was ac hing and empty, growing moist with the need to have him there. Mulder tore his mouth away from hers, gasping for air, his chest heaving with each labored breath. He cupped her buttocks to lift her so that she was lying over him and he lowered himself onto the bed. He was now able to grind his thick erection into the softness between her legs. They both groaned in unison at the exquisite sensation that this elicited. He tore at her clothing; they frantically pulled at her jacket which was unceremoniously flung across the room. He looked deeply into her eyes as he tugged at her green sweater and ran his hands over her full breasts. Scully was panting at this stage, hoa rsely groaning his name while he tore the offending garment off to reveal a silky black bra. She proudly straddled this man whom she loved more than life itself and offered him her heart, her soul and her body. She could feel the length of his erection straining against her as she rotated her pelvis over him. "Jesus, Scully," he hissed. He released the front clasp of her bra and yanked it away urgently, baring the firm rise of her breasts to his hungry mouth and demanding hands. Her breasts were throbbing, her nipples tightly drawn and aching. She arched her back, a soft frantic sound es caping her throat. She tried to ease the ache by rubbing them against his chest. "Ah God, Scully, you are killing me." Mulder groaned helplessly. He took one throbbing nipple into his hot mouth and started sucking deeply. She moaned loudly as the sensation was transmitted directly to her soft, pulsating center. He repeated this with the other breast and flickered his agile tongue repeatedly over he r engorged nipple. She ran her hands over his firm muscled chest and bent down to torment his nipples which turned to erect little nubs on contact with her tongue. He reared up and bucked, holding her tighter, gripping her bottom and grinding his erection between her legs. The blatant sexuality of this movement caused her to groan in sheer abandon. She burrowed her hand into his pants and curled her fingers around him. He groaned loudly and his powerful body arched. They quickly dispensed of both his pants and her skirt. She took him into her hand again and firmly stroked his length from the thick b ase to the bulbous tip. She was entranced by the contrast of the satiny skin lying over the iron hardness. He was thick and large and pulsating with arousal and grew even larger under her erotic caresses. She thought of taking that thickness into her body and became breathless. The sheer masculinity of him was beautiful and potently arousing. She gently cupped his heavy testicles in her hands causing his powerful form to arch off the bed. "Scully, aaahh please," he moaned in ecstasy, while thrusting urgently into her hand. He quickly flipped her onto her back and blanketed her with his hard body. He was visibly trembling and exuded a musky aroused scent that further inflamed her. He pulled wildly on her pantyhose which he ended up ripping in frustration when it wouldn't co operate and slipped her black panties off. His fingers delved between her soft feminine folds to find her moist and swollen, ready for his touch. Her thighs opened unconsciously to give him greater freedom, an opportunity he immediately exploited. He care fully penetrated her with one long finger and gently brushed his thumb against the erect little bud that pulsated in exquisite pleasure. A wild little sound burst from her throat as she surged against his hand. "Oh God, Mulder," she gasped. "Ah Jesus, Scully, you are so wet and tight," he groaned hoarsely. He lingered over her, drunk with the scent of her warm aroused body, the silkiness of her skin. Scully shuddered, her arms wrapping tightly around him as that long finger rasped along exquisitely sensitive tissues. Her inner muscles eagerly clasped the in truding finger, tightening, subtly caressing, and Mulder swore with dark arousal. "Scully, I need you so badly. Next time we'll go slow. Right now I need to be in you." he moaned in short staccato bursts. "Yes Mulder, please...now!" she whimpered, her hips lifting and rolling in an ancient rhythm that called to him as surely as a drumbeat. He spread her thighs wide and mounted her. He braced himself on one arm and reached between them with his other hand, guiding his penis as he tensed his buttocks and slowly began pushing into her. Scully's breath tangled in her throat as she started drown ing in sensation again. Their eyes met and held. He leaned over and kissed her gently while whispering her name. Though she was damp, her delicate inner tissues were swollen from his previous attentions; her sheath was ultra sensitive, tightening convulsively on him as he thrust himself to the hilt. He groaned harshly at the exquisite sensation and gathered her in h is arms. She gave a soft panicked sound of discomfort that verged on real pain as her small body tried to accept him. This soon dissolved into sublime pleasure that had Scully gasping and lifting her hips to take him even deeper. "Scully, are you okay? Am I hurting you?" Mulder paused, holding himself deep within her. His powerful body shook while he held himself rigidly still for a tense moment while he waited for an answer. "No, I am fine, its...okay," she whispered urgently back to him and wrapped her legs around his hips and dug her fingers into his taut buttocks. "Don't stop, Mulder, this feels sooo good." Upon hearing her words, his control shattered and he began thrusting, his hips hammering deeply into hers. She was trembling violently, she felt the thick ridge moving back and forth inside her, and her inner muscles clamped down in frantic pleasure. She moaned again, digging her nails into him. He cursed, the words low and shaky with delight. He began driving heavily into her, pounding towards orgasm. She felt on fire, arching helplessly to meet his hips, out of control, her body taken over by this ungovernable pleasure. She screamed his name with the force of her release, her body heaving and straining in his restraining arms, her inner muscles franti cally milking him. It went on and on, so strong that she knew nothing else. Her body was reduced to a quivering mass. Her spasms had barely slowed down when his began. He bucked heavily, his head thrown back and his neck corded as he shook and pulsed, emptying himself into her. A deep harsh groan rumbled up from his chest, repeated again and again in rhythm with his pump ing hips... "Scullee...Sculee..." The aftermath was silent, punctuated only by the rapid harshness of their breathing. Scully was dazed and hung limply onto Mulder who sagged heavily into her arms. He moved to his side without breaking his physical connection with her. They were both stil l trembling, totally drenched and panting heavily. He gently stroked her back in an effort to relax her. He carefully brushed the damp tendrils of hair off her face and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. Mulder was stunned, totally amazed by the intensity of what just happened. Actually, he shouldn't be surprised; they did everything else so well, so why not this incredible sex. He gently removed himself from her and noticed her grimace slightly as he wit hdrew. "Are you sore?" "Hmm," she answered, "but a pleasurable soreness." They were both silent for a little while longer, trying to believe what had happened. Just before sleep enfolded Scully in a warm cocoon, she grazed her fingers gently over her lover's lips. "Mulder?" she whispered. "Hmm," he mumbled back. "There is only one choice that IS right...YOU." THE END "I just gave myself chills." 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