From: xfilesalways <elhamilton1@hotmail.com>
Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2009 04:28:11 -0800 (PST)
Subject: Don't Fight the Future
Source: atxc

From: innercirclegal
Date: 27 Dec 2008
Subject:  Don't fight the future
Rated: NC-17
EMAIL:elhamilton1@hotmail.com 
SUMMARY: My take on the fight the future deleted scene of uber
hotness
SPOILERS/TIME SPAN: Fight the Future
DISCLAIMER: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter and 1013
productions, I just love them unconditionally.
RATING: NC-17 for some steamy happenings

The way he was looking at her. Scully would never forget that look, so
vulnerable, every one of his carefully built up guards was, in an
instant, falling down around him and what was most worrying was, so
where hers. Locked in each others' gaze there was nowhere to run and
as she guided her way into his arms she knew she could never leave
him.
There were truths that terrified her, though nothing terrified her
more than the thought of him going it alone. Looking at him now, how
could she have come to him with talk of resignation, not when he
needed her so badly. He was right, if he quit now they'd win. Mulder
would not walk away, his beliefs where so strong but without her there
where those who would seek to manipulate that, offer him all the
answers for his allegiance. She feared his resolve would shatter. Just
one desperate look had bound her to him, she would not leave, she
couldn't if she tried.
His arms tightened around her as she nestled into his shoulder,
neither needed to speak right now, their embrace said it all. She
didn't know how long he held her or at which point she found herself
staring up at him as he cupped her face with his hand. She kissed his
forehead to reaffirm that she wasn't going anywhere, that she didn't
want to be where he wasn't. He looked at her with such intensity, a
million fireworks could have gone off and neither would notice
anything but each other and an ever growing tension that was consuming
them.
He wasn't sure at which point he moved towards her or at which point
her lips parted for him, but they did. She moved in to greet him, just
like every one of their journeys together, she was always there for
him at the end and this was no exception. He talked about her strict
rationalism, there was nothing rational about this moment, except
maybe there was. As their lips touched both where filled with a hunger
that had, for so long, lurked under the surface. She tilted her head
to deepen the kiss as his hand dropped to relax around her waist. Her
tongue found his and he lost himself completely. She moved even
closer, her mouth in a frenzied exploration, his full lips opening and
closing on hers.  She felt her legs go weak and reached up to grasp
his face bringing them dangerously closer together past the point of
no return. In one swift movement he lifted her, never once breaking
the kiss. He could feel her hot mouth wrestling with his forever but
right now his emotions where all over the place and my god he needed
to get her out of the hallway.
He carried her into his apartment and only then did he lower her,
still entwined in the kiss. It was his turn to feel weak at the knees
as he slumped against her backing her up against the door, shutting
them off completely from the outside world. Scully found that the
solid frame of the door stabled her, she was now totally in control,
one hand grasping his and the other working its way through his hair,
their lips never once parting. She released her hand from his to meet
her other on his face. With every second the kiss deepened, his tongue
competing for access against hers. A soft moan escaped her which was
more than he could take; both his hands fell against the door with a
bang entrapping her in the middle. Startled she broke away from him,
both breathing deeply but never leaving each others' sight.
It was Scully's eyes that dropped first which unnerved Mulder, an
unwelcomed feeling of guilt overcoming him. He stepped away from her
personal space which he rapidly felt he was invading.
"Scully I'm sorry"
Scully looked at him, she bit her bottom lip desperately wanting to be
strong and hoping this small action would detach her away from the
moment but she could still taste him, still feel him and no inner
strength could prevent her eyes from welling up. She momentarily
stared at the ceiling before resting her gaze once again on him. With
a tiny nod of her head she managed to stifle the tears before turning
her back on him. In an attempt to compose herself she reached for the
door handle.
Mulder could not let her leave like this, she was visibly trembling
and that calm exterior of hers that he had seen so often was melting
away. He had caused that and if ever she needed him to be strong it
was now. He took a long stride towards her putting his hands on her
shoulder.
"Don't leave Scully, I'm sorry I took things too far, just don't le=
ave
me, I can't do this without you." I'm sorry."
"Mulder, how many times have we disagreed with each other" his hands
still gripping her shoulder distracted her but she had to get this off
her chest. "How many times have we been back and forth, how many times
have I followed you, how many times will I follow you. You are always
so sure that some truth will be uncovered no matter what the cost to
you or me. I never once wanted you to apologise for that, it's what
made me follow you, you where always so certain it was the right thing
to do.
Mulder continued to grip her shoulder, confusion now registering on
his face. "Scully I don't under..."
 "If what just happened between us was the right thing to do then you
wouldn't have apologised for it. You don't understand because this
time Mulder, this time it was the right thing for me.  She glanced at
MuIder's hand on her shoulder. "I have to go"
Scully tentatively pulled on the door handle, the cold metal was
somewhat comforting, a relief from the inferno raging within her.
Opening the door was hard enough, walking away would be torture but
her 'rational' mind Knew it was the right thing to do.
Mulder's free hand at this moment was the only part of his body that
felt stable enough to respond as he grabbed Scully's wrist. Stunned
she began to turn, all her thoughts straining for clarity but finding
none. His hand moved to her face to steady her. Still the door loomed
in front of her but she was cemented in place, Mulder's warm breath on
her neck rendering her useless. "I am not sorry for this" he whispered
in her ear before allowing his lips to settle gently on her neck.
Scully's eyes closed as he continued marking her neck with kisses. Her
head lolled, that small moan no longer deterring him but encouraging
him to go on. She felt an ache inside of her that she hadn't felt for
a long time; in fact she didn't think she had ever felt like this, a
mixture of desire, recklessness and contentment. Scully was so
preoccupied by the feel of him on her neck that she failed to notice a
variance in temperature as her jacket slipped off her shoulders only
to be replaced by Mulder's hands now all the more confident in their
journey.
Mulder massaged her soldiers quickening the pace of his mouth on her
neck. She lowered her head to improve his access. He couldn't see her
face but he knew her eyes were closed, he was certain that whatever he
was feeling, she was feeling it too. She backed up closer to him
reaching one arm out behind her to draw him even nearer. Her other
hand guided his to the front of her neck so that the sensation was not
limited in location. Her head fell backwards, her hand tugged more
forcefully on his t-shirt pulling it up. Mulder frantically fumbled at
Scully's top button on her shirt eager to explore new territory.
Finally her shirt hung loose and open. Her current position was no
longer satisfactory to Mulder's urges. He reached round the front of
her to grab the corner of her shirt. Before she knew what was
happening Mulder had rotated her round to face him and tore her shirt
off to join her jacket on the floor. He backed her up against the door
finding her mouth once again, only this time there would be no
stopping, no analysing, and no apologies. This time there would just
be Scully and him.
She lifted one of her legs around him and, sensing her need to feel
him closer, he hoisted it up further hooking it round him to feel her
closer than ever. Even through his Jeans Scully could feel the heat
rising and the tug of his arousal. She ground her hips up against him,
his very proximity sending shivers to her core. She needed this, she
needed him. For once in her regimented life she needed to let go, to
not just reach the edge but to be sent hurtling over it. As her top
half became fully exposed, she knew that point was close.
Mulder pulled away from her lips to take in the sight before him, her
hands still roaming, her hips still grinding. He gasped out loud and
she smiled up at him sheepishly. It was Scully who guided Mulder to
her breasts breaking him from his trance. He smiled back at her before
kissing her fully once again reaching depths he didn't think where
possible. He stroked and kneaded her breasts causing her heart rate to
sore, her breathing ragged as she struggled against a wave of
sensations. His mouth left hers and found solace in her breasts, his
tongue teasing down the centre of each, kissing each nipple in turn.
Scully guided his head as hers fell back against the door. She gasped
for air and pulled him back to her lips so he could breathe for both
of them. She lifted his t-shirt over his head and let out a small
laugh when the height difference prevented her removing it fully over
his outstretched arms. He finished the job, hurtling it across the
room before pulling her into him. She clasped her arms around him
kissing his chest before resting her head against it. He held her to
him savouring the moment, caressing her hair while his other hand
moved up and down her spine. Scully held him tighter. "What are you
thinking" he whispered. "I'm thinking that I don't want to think"=
 She
looked up at him with such passion in her eyes, his mouth lingered
over her forehead before taking her hand in his and leading her to the
couch.
"Lie down" he mumbled between kisses. With those two words the cold
feel of the leather against her back did not even register in Scully's
mind. She was all too aware of Mulder kneeling before her gazing into
her eyes with such intensity, paralysing her to the spot. Her arms
rested behind her head and Mulder could see that same nervous glimpse
that he had seen when he first moved towards her in the hallway. One
by one, however, their defences had been torn away and what was about
to unfold was inevitable, even if it terrified them both.
 Mulder was first to move, reassuring her with a kiss, Scully knowing
instinctively that he just wanted her to lie there for now. He kissed
and explored his way down to her trouser line his hands steadying her
in position as her own dug into the leather couch in a failed attempt
to compose herself. He undid her trousers as she arched her back to
allow him to remove them. He stood up to pull them over her tiny feet.
She blushed at the look on his face, at once sitting up to help him
remove his Jeans which were becoming increasingly uncomfortable for
him. The extent of his want for her was all too evident. She planted a
kiss so gently above his boxers which was enough to drive him wild. He
frantically reached under her arms repositioning her back on the couch
laying his self down beside her. Their mouths once again consumed one
another the pace reaching maximum velocity. They both moaned into each
other with Scully shifting her position to bring Mulder on top of her,
wanting to feel every inch of his athletic body against her.
 They moved against one another. Scully's hand flailed behind her and
was met by Mulders, their fingers entwining to emulate their bodies.
His tongue left a wet trail as it travelled down her body, his body
soaking it up as they rubbed against one another. Scully felt herself
rise and fall against him. She slipped her free hand down the back of
his boxers clutching his ass to guide him exactly where she wanted
him. Mulder pulled her hand back, clasping it behind her head with the
other. With his other hand he levered himself up on the couch to fully
appreciate the sight before him. She lifted her head to kiss him but
his hand held her firmly in place. She settled back down as he
continued to admire her. She tilted her head and smiled at him, his
eyes still locked on her for what seemed like a lifetime.
Scully lost herself in his gaze which was as he had intended because
as soon as she did he reached under the elastic of her underwear to
toy with that most sensitive spot that now yearned for him. Her
breathing increased, eyes closed in ecstasy and as he slid a finger
into her, his mouth once again found hers to catch the now frequent
moans she was emitting. Her legs parted as another finger teased its
way in. He moved with a quicker pace, hand kneading her breasts,
rising and falling with her, taking her to the breach. He released her
hands which quickly found a new position on his face pulling it closer
to hers as if her life depended on it.
Just when he could see her body tensing and her moans becoming louder,
he removed his fingers and what remained of both their underwear. He
positioned himself between her legs and looked into her eyes silently
asking for permission. Though her voice was ragged, the nod of her
head and the small "yeah" that she managed to sigh was all the
permission he needed. With her legs wrapped around him he entered her,
slowly at first then more confidently when he realised how ready they
were for each other.  When he was fully in Scully held his face in her
hands and they both nodded this time, each reassuring the other that
this was right for both of them. She spread her legs even further
apart and used them to set the pace reaching down to guide him even
further in. Mulder's sighs became louder with each long thrust
fastening in pace pushing Scully up against the couch. Her head
flailed all over the place, her hands gripped on for dear life.
Mulder gasped her name over and over as he continued against her. He
reached under her arms to bring her to her knees and shift their
position. With her back against the couch she felt him deeper with
each thrust, she needed to feel him close, to want her like this, to
love her like this.
She once again grabbed his ass meeting him thrust for thrust,
determined to end their journey together. Her head threw back against
the couch and sensing her loss of control Mulder steadied her face in
his hands. "Look at me Scully" she grasped back at his face and tried
to focus, "look at me" he whispered. She looked at him "Mulder I...=
"
he kissed her long and hard as he moved against her, the final deep
thrusts bringing them over the edge together both vocal in their
climax.
Scully slumped her head over his shoulder breathing deeply into his
neck. Mulder stroked her hair and carefully withdrew from her.  A
sheen of sweat covered them both. Mulder carefully lay her down beside
him on the couch leaving a trail of kisses along her hairline. Scully
manoeuvred herself to look at him. "What are you thinking" he asked
her once again. "I'm thinking you make me a whole person" she replied
before burrowing her face in his chest.