Date sent: Tue, 09 Dec 1997 22:51:35 -0800 From: Nicole Subject: Enough I: Crucify Me (Epilogue) Rating: NC-17 Classification: SR (MSR) Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance Spoilers: Slight Gethsemane Summary: Our heros make up. Author's note: I prefered the story without an epilogue, but to those of you who wanted one, here you go. I think everything I write is dedicated to Red V. since she gives me compliments:) And of course, to the entire 1121: The Truth is in me crew. "why do we crucify ourselves every day I crucify myself nothing I do is good enough for you crucify myself every day and my heart is sick of being in chains" - "Crucify" by Tori Amos Enough I: Crucify Me (Epilogue) by Nicole (laetitia@bellsouth.net) Feedback desired! Please! "I have to go," Mulder said as he finished getting dressed. She sat on the couch, staring at him silently, smoking. "You should quit," he said, motioning to the cigarette. She raised her eyebrows slightly in response. "I'm going now, " he repeated, hoping for some verbal response. "Fine, go, " she said, getting up to walk back to her bedroom. They had a lot of fine tuning left in the relationship, Mulder thought to himself. All in due time. ************************************************************************ Scully walked in late the next morning, silently moving to her desk and settling down. Mulder could feel the negative energy radiating from her. Pissed off didn't even begin to explain it. "Hey Scully, what's up? " Mulder asked her. Nothing. She just kept fumbling around with office supplies, ignoring him. Her back was straight, so tense his back hurt in empathy. She was wearing the pinstripe suit, though. His favorite. So he repeated himself. Nothing. Ah, the infamous silent treatment. Time to get back into good graces. He stood up and walked to her desk, standing behind her. He swung her chair around and trapped her in the chair with his arms. She ignored him and stared at the wall behind him. She was showing him that she was in control of the situation, he mused. He got on his knees, still boxing her in. He ran a single fingertip down her face while he talked to her. "I'm sorry I left you so soon after we, shall we say, consummated the relationship? I had to tell some other people I wasn't dead" He ran the fingertip up the inside of her leg. "You know Scully, I have ways of making you talk, " he said. He lifted her from the chair in one swift motion, so she was in a standing position next to him. He pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties off in the next breath. After pushing her chair out of the way, he pushed her down on her desk. Immediately, his mouth went between her legs, going down on her with all the vigor he put into everything else in his life. He thrust his tongue in and out of her center, increasing the pace as he heard her breath quicken. Then he stopped and took his tongue off her. Her eyes were closed tight, as if it took a conscious effort not to respond to him. Her fists were clenched. She wouldn't allow him the one thing he wanted: her release. He wanted that power over her, and she knew it. She was teaching him a lesson, sending him a message. Clear as day, the message read: You don't fuck with Dana Scully. Message received. And yet he needed this from her. "Come on, Scully. Give me your control. You have my trust. Give me your control, " he asked quietly. He rested his head on her stomach, kissing the soft flesh gently. She sighed quietly. He looked up at her face, into her eyes. Her expression was softer. Not giving in, but accepting. He recognized the face. He'd seen it a million times, although never in these parameters. It wasn't much, but it was all he ever wanted from her. She remained silent, almost pensive, so he bent down and licked her sensitive clit slowly with his tongue for a few moments. She cried at the shock of pleasure. "Oh, god...Mulder. Please, please....make me come. I want you to make me come," she whispered. He sucked on her clit as hard as he could, and she came with a muffled cry. She sat up and pulled Mulder to her, lewdly kissing him open-mouthed, drinking in the taste of herself. She pulled him closer to her, wrapping her legs around his hips. She could feel him throbbing against her naked sex. Past the calm, collected pissed off, she vented. "You bastard," " she whispered as she pushed him to the ground behind her desk. "You fucked me, and you just left, " she said as she unbuttoned his pants. "You striped me of everything I managed to save for myself, and you left me alone. " She pulled out his cock, not bothering to undress him properly. She moved a finger up and down the length of it, staring into his eyes. "I have given everything I am to you, Mulder," she said. He grabbed her and rolled her onto her back, spreading her legs with one knee. He entered her quickly, enjoying her small gasp of surprise. She wrapped her legs around his waist and claimed his mouth with her own. The phone rang. "Shit. I gotta get it Scully," he said, slightly breathless. "Jesus, Mulder. " "Please. " "Fine. Hurry. " She unlocked her legs and he slid out of her. He got up and answered the phone. "Sir...yes, sir...yes...., " Mulder said. Scully got up and walked to Mulder, standing flush against his back. "Yes, sir...sir, I'm a little busy, I have to go. Yes, no problem. " She reached for his cock and began jerking him off slowly from behind, causing him to gasp. "No, sir...papercut, yes, OK.....I know. " He tried to keep her away with one hand, but was unsuccessful as she managed to illicit more soft groans from his body. "Yes, OK, fine. Yes, sir. Talk to you later, sir, " Mulder said as he hung up the phone. "You will pay... " he murmured as he grabbed her arms. He pushed her up against the nearest wall, lifting her skirt up again and pushing himself into her roughly. They stared intently at each other as Mulder began to move, each aware of the intense pleasure of the other. Scully pulled one leg around Mulder's waist and he supported her weight, so she could do the same with the other. He increased the pressure and speed of his thrusts, and she came, biting into his shoulder. The pain of her bite and the pleasure of her tight cunt forced him to come a few seconds later. They slid to the floor, a sated mess. "Next time could we just fuck without someone being pissed off?" Mulder asked. "Maybe if you weren't such an asshole, I wouldn't keep getting pissed off. " "You wound me. " "Shut up. " "Scully, I don't have to tell you how I feel about you, because you know that--" "Yeah, Mulder, I know. " "You know? " "Yeah, and I feel the same way. " "Here I was thinking that was the hard part of the relationship. Admitting feelings and all that shit. " "Well, here I was thinking one day I might have a normal relationship. There goes that dream. " "Life with me is infinitely more interesting. " "Normalcy has some perks, you know, Mulder. " "Like what? " "Just because I can't think of any right now, doesn't mean they don't exist. " "Sure, fine, whatever. " "Shut up, Mulder. " -30-