From: TGMoxie Date: 18 Oct 2001 03:22:20 GMT Subject: Fic: Dreaming in Tongues (1/1) NC-17 Source: atxc TITLE: Dreaming in Tongues SPOILERS: All things RATING: NC-17 M/S romance Comments: It's time for them to begin their journey. X-files is not mine, just borrowing the characters for my own twisted means. It was the end of third day, and what a long one it had been. Mulder supported Scully with an arm draped around her shoulders as she napped on his shoulder. He smiled to himself. What an amazing day they'd had. She'd had. Scully wasn't the type to believe in visions, experience deja vu, or paranormal things. Perhaps that was the reason it had happened in the first place. And that he was her guide at this point in time. That she'd actually seen a woman who then turned into him. She was being led, by what, a force? It tickled him pink. That sort of thing was in his life all the time, and he welcomed anything that would remotely lead him back to his sister, Samantha. He knew that she had wanted a child for so long and that the ability had been taken from her, but she still pressed on. Once he had obtained her stolen ova, the possibility resurfaced the dream more urgent. He offered himself as the sperm donor, done by artificial insemination. It was a dream that never came to pass. Twice, it had failed, leaving his partner an emotional wreck. She needed those visions. Well, if I am to be her guide, perhaps I can make this quest of hers a reality. Gently, he lifted her sleeping form from the couch and brought her to the bedroom. Arranging the covers, a nice Sarah Ashley set of flowery hues, he set her down. Scully's eyes fluttered open. "Oh," she started, her drowsy eyes focusing on him. "I'm sorry, Mulder, I-" Mulder didn't know how to approach this. This was his partner, and they had shared some near intimate moments before, but he also respected her, and couldn't just jump on her. He lay on the other side of her, and cradled her face between his hands. Scully had a sharp intake of breath; her eyes were more alert now. "Remember how you said you wanted to have a child? That you were going to give it one more try?" "Mulder," she began, but tears began to form at the corners of her eyes. "You know I can't go through that again-the wait, the way the hormones affected me. It's over." She closed her eyes hard for a moment, then focused on him. "Thanks for going the distance for me, though. I couldn't have asked for someone more-" He stroked her face, his heart quickening. "No hormones this time." His voice was barely a whisper, and she understood. They gazed at each other for a long, aching moment. She brought her lips to his, and kissed gently. His dark eyes gazed questioningly into hers, and she replied by deepening the kiss, drawing him more urgently to her, and he responded. His mouth sought hers more urgently, and their tongues entwined. He couldn't believe this was happening, but he knew it was because they'd always loved each other, somehow. Scully moaned and writhed underneath him, running her hands down his back. He got the message and sat up, breaking the kiss for a moment. He threw his clothes off in a pile, and soon, Scully lay nude beneath him, her nipples staring up at him, their dark rosy peaks flushed with desire. Her alabaster skin was soft to the touch, and he brushed against a nipple with his tongue, setting it against teeth for a moment before gorging on her mounds fully. Her body rose, she ran her fingers through his hair, raking her nails against his back. "Oh, God." It became impossible to speak. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she plaintively urged his head lower. Wordlessly, he obeyed, trailing kisses as he crossed her abdomen..and lower, to her woman's hair, a mass of auburn curls. He dipped his tongue deeper, harder into her, tasting the honey there. His erection strained against the covers. This was too much. He sucked against her, working his mouth gently then hard against her folds. She reared up and screamed, straining against the prison hold of the sheets. He gazed up at her, tracing his tongue against her as she watched, a thin sheen of sweat coursing between her breasts. She cupped them, and twisted the nipples gently as he continued working. "Fox?" "Mmmmmmm?" "I need you..now." He raised up, hovered between her thighs, and rubbed himself a few times. They stared at each other, a love beckoning, the path to joy opening. He thrust forward into her gently, then ardently. She wrapped her legs around him, raising her hips up. The momentum built, and she keened as her first orgasm hit her. Mulder panted, his hips bucking, burying his cock deep within her time and again. "I've got an idea," he said, and turned her around, entering her from behind. She cried out with pleasure. His cock swelled as he bnaged her hard, grasping her buttocks for purchase, and he came, hard and long. It had been a long time. She flipped over, and they settled down together, looking into each other's eyes. "I love you, Scully," Mulder whispered. He pushed a few curls from her forehead. "I lvoe you too." Tears sprang to her eyes, and he kissed them away. Soon, sleep demanded them, and in their dreams they found bliss, a life together. ------------------------------The End-------------------- Feedback please!! tgmoxie@aol.com A friend walks in when the whole world walks out.