From: Nicole Baker Date: Thu, 2 Dec 1999 11:34:59 -0800 (PST) Subject: xfc: It's Just Beginning (NC17 version) part 1/2 Source: xfc From: Nicole Baker Title: It's Just Beginning Author: Diana Fowley Email: agtdianafowley@yahoo.com Feedback: Yes please! Rating: NC-17 (there is also a PG-13 version) Spoilers: Millennium Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Summary: What happens after Mulder and Scull leave the hospital? It's Just Beginning part 1/2 I had to do it. I just couldn't help myself. When I looked over at her my breath caught in my throat. The urge was so overwhelming, I couldn't fight it. I tried. I really did. The waiting room of a hospital with my arm in a sling is not how I pictured our first kiss, and I have pictured it, on numerous occasions. I imagined candle light and soft music, not overhead flourescents and a drunken times-square rendition of Aude Land Syne. But, like I said, I couldn't fight the urge, the need. When I leaned toward her, just to be nearer to her, I was enveloped in her unique Scully-scent and the last shred of self control I still possessed was gone. I had to do it. I had to kiss her. So I did. I leaned in and she turned and I kissed her. Actually, we kissed each other. I am still thanking whatever supreme being is responsible for her turning, her returning the kiss, and the amazing warmth of her lips as she leaned into the kiss. It was wonderful, glorious. All thoughts of the "perfect" first kiss flew from my mind. This was it. It was perfect. When we pulled away I couldn't help but smile, a goofy smile, I'm sure. I noticed that she couldn't help smiling either. She also was having a hard time keeping her eyes off my mouth. I think she was looking for proof. Actual physical evidence of our encounter. That made my smile grow. I had to say something. I had tell her I was in love her. I wanted to pull her into my arms, well arm. But, the timing didn't seem right, the place wasn't right. So, I settled for, "The world didn't end..." Hoping she would understand. Hoping she would know that I had no regrets. Hoping she would see that the kiss was not meant as the last act of an old year, but as the first of a new, a promise of things to come. A beginning. I think she understood, I think her, "No, it didn't," was an indication that she wanted the same thing. To her kiss was also a symbol of things to come. That was what I thought, until she turned away. Then there was nothing else to say. Maybe it was, after all, the last kiss of the old Millennium instead of the first of the new. So I wished her a happy New Year, a gesture she graciously returned. Then I led her to the car. ******************************** Mulder kissed me. Mulder kissed me. Mulder kissed me. This mantra has been running through my head ever since I felt the warmth of his lips leave mine. Mulder kissed me. Actually, I kissed him too. We kissed. Mulder and I kissed. I don't know how is happened. I really don't. One moment I was standing there thinking about how glad I am to be beginning a new year with the people I love and the next, Mulder's lips were pressed against mine. I made no conscious choice to return the kiss. My lips just instinctively responded to him. This definitely wasn't how I had imagined out first kiss, and I've imagined it on many occasions. Actually it wasn't one of the many ways I have ever imagined our first kiss. When I first realized I wanted to kiss him, I imagined romance and candle light. Then, for some reason, my vision shifted. I began to see it as a stolen kiss over late-night paperwork, not very romantic but much more likely than Mulder ever taking me out for a romantic dinner. After all of the tension of the past few years, my vision changed again. I began to imagine a reckless, endlessly passionate kiss, after a life-threatening case. A kiss to reassure one of us that the other was okay and alive and real. I never imagined a soft, chaste, kiss in a hospital waiting room while watching Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's Eve, though the part about him being injured seem pretty on target. Not that I'm at all disappointed, it was even better that I would have ever imagined. I just don't know what to make of it. Mulder kissed me. We kissed, but I don't know what it means. Was it the last kiss of the Millennium or a promise that we would be together for the next thousand years? I had better figure it out because, in the course the last few moments, his smile has faded from his beautiful face and he is leading me to the car, still not sure what exactly had happened. The only thing I was sure about, since his lips left mine, is that his arm is wrapped around my shoulder, instead of on my back, and he seems somewhat deflated. Since I wasn't sure what the kiss means to Mulder, I had better figure out what it means to me. That was easy. It meant everything to me. I wanted it to be the beginning of....something, something different in our relationship, something different between us. We walked through the hospital corridors in silence, but as we neared the busy man lobby, Mulder began to drop the arm from my shoulder. I didn't want to be out of contact with him or even an instant so I grabbed his hand pulled his arm back onto my shoulder. The look of shock on his face was priceless, but it soon become the biggest Mulder-smiles I have ever been on the receiving end of. I returned the smile and rested me head on his shoulder as we made our way to his car. ********************************** I had given up hope. I was beginning to feel foolish about thinking that the kiss meant as much to her as it did to me. It hurt, but the fact that I was still touching her made it hurt even more. I needed some distance so I started to drop my arm back to my side, then I felt her fingers interlace with mine and pull my arm across her shoulder. She wanted this, us, I could see it in her eyes. I was so amazed. I was so lucky. I was so happy. I couldn't help smile. Thankfully she returned the smile and then laid her head on my shoulder as we walked out to the car. Once we got to the car, I didn't want to let her go. I couldn't stand the thought of NOT touching her, even though I had only STARTED touching her about ten minutes ago. I don't think she wanted to stop touching me either, because she led me to the passenger side of the car and we just stood there staring at the door, my arm securely wrapped around me shoulder with my fingers interlaced with hers and her head resting on my shoulder. After a few minutes she gave and amused snort and said, "I guess we had better get in." "Or," I offered, "we could stay like this all night." I gave her a squeeze to let her know I was joking. She inhaled quickly and then turned in my arms, wrapping her arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I kissed her on the forehead and then she pulled away and walked around to the driver's side of the car. As I had feared, the spell seemed to be broken as soon as we stopped touching. We rode for a long time in silence. I kept stealing glances at her as she maneuvered the car down the dark highway. I couldn't figure her out. I thought she wanted us and much as I did. After all, she did kiss me back and she did pull me to her as we walked to the car, and she did hug me before we got in. So, either she was having second thoughts or she was just scared. I hoped for the later. After all, I was terrified. I had wanted her for as long as I could remember. I wanted to be with her and hold her and make her happy. I wanted there to be an us. I wanted it tonight. I just couldn't find a way to tell her. I figured that actions had gotten us pretty tonight, so I reached across the car and pulled her hand from the steering wheel. She turned toward me, released the breath she had been holding and once again interlaced our fingers. We stayed like that, the rest of the way to my apartment. ===== AIM: xflznicole "Email is for geeks and pedaphiles." Ryan Phillippe as Sabastian Velmont in Cruel Intentions From: Nicole Baker Date: Thu, 2 Dec 1999 11:36:17 -0800 (PST) Subject: xfc: It's Just Beginning (NC17 version) part 2/2 Source: xfc From: Nicole Baker It's Just Beginning Part 2/2 I think I finally figured out what the kiss meant. He wants more. He wants more from us, from our relationship. How much more, I have no idea, but I know, as I feel his thumb gently stroking the back of my hand, our fingers intertwined, but I am willing to find out. Once we got to Mulder's apartment, we had to separate. I gave his hand a squeeze and got out to gather his bag to help him to his apartment. When I got around the car to the trunk, I found Mulder, getting ready to haul his suitcase from the trunk, "Mulder? What do you think you're doing?" I asked, utterly confused as to why he thought he could carry his bad into his apartment in his condition. "Getting my bag," he responded as he reached past me into the truck. "Mulder!" I objected again, grabbing his wrist to stop him. He stopped trying to pull his bag, looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Scully, there is no way you can carry both." Both? I thought. Both what? His eyes shifted to out suit cases, lying side by side in the trunk and back to mine, answering my unspoken question. Oh, I thought. Both. I released his wrist. I guess that also answers the question what exactly he wants out of our relationship. Mulder, for his part, simply smiled, pulled his suitcase from the trunk, and proceeded up the steps to his apartment, expecting me to follow. ******************************* She's not going to follow. This isn't what she wants! It was just a kiss. It was just a hug. Nothing more. Especially not tonight. I can't believe I did that! She's not going to follow. I hear a faint knock and spin toward the door. She followed! She is standing in the doorway to my apartment, looking very confused but I don't care, because she came. "Mulder?" she questions. "Come in," I say. When she hesitates at the door I walk over to her and put my hand on her shoulder and say, "I'm sorry, Scully, it I was too presumptuous. I just assumed..." Then I notice, sitting beside my door, her suitcase. I guess she made her decision. I look to her and then back to the suitcase. My eyes return to her, I see that she is still staring at her suitcase. She soon looks back at me and says, completely innocent, "How ever did that get up here?" Then she walks past me into my apartment, leaving me standing in the doorway. ****************************** I hope I shocked him. I think I shocked him. Judging by the way he is still standing in the doorway, I know I shocked him. Good. After pulling the whole suitcase thing, he deserves it. It took me all of 30 seconds to decide what to do, but I took my time, I wanted him to suffer. "Mulder?" I ask. "Are you going to join me?" Finally he snaps out of his daze, smiles and takes my suitcase into his bedroom. Time for another little surprise, before I loose my nerve. *************************** When I turn to leave my room after putting Scully's suitcase down, I find her leaning against the door frame staring at me with a smile on her face. I smile back and walk toward her. "Can I get you anything?" I ask as I try to head into the kitchen, only to be blocked by her arm reaching across the door frame. "Yes," was all she said as she snaked her arm around my neck and pulled my mouth back to hers. What our first kiss had in love, this on had in passion. Before I know what hit me, her tongue was pushing roughly into my mouth. I groaned and wrapped my good arm around her and pulled her against me. We kissed and kissed and kissed and we maneuvered to my bed. As soon as my knees hit the bed, she pulled her lips from mine and pushed me backwards onto the bed. I prop myself up on my good arm and look up at her. Her face is flushed and her breathing is heavy and her lips are swollen from my kisses. "Is there anything else I can get you?" Again she says, "Yes," as she climbs up the bed and straddles my waist. "I want this," she says as she places her hand on my heart. I cover her hand with mine, look her in the eye and say, "You already have that, Scully. You've had it for a very, very long time." She smiles, leans forward and kisses me softly on the lips. After the briefest of touches she pulls back and I try to follow then with my own. Soon we are sitting on the bed with her straddling my lap. Since she is unwilling to let me kiss her lips, I settle for her neck. I alternate between my lips tongue and teeth as she groans and grinds herself against me. "Mulder....God....Mulder, stop." I groan against her and reluctant end my assault on her sweet skin. "Scully..." I groan but don't pull back. "Mulder, we need to stop," she says but doesn't make an attempt of move off of me. "Scully," I say against her skin, "I don't want to stop, but if you do, we will." She pushes away from me and looks me in the eyes, "Mulder, I don't want to stop either, but your hurt and I don't want to make it worse." I lean forward and kiss her again this time she let me capture her lip, "I promise, you could never hurt me." I feel her smile against my lips. Then she runs her hands along my sling, gently loosens it and pulls it off. I move my good arm to push her jacket off her shoulder but she stops me and says, "Allow me." She stand, and I try to suppress a whimper and the loss of contact. I once again prop myself on my elbow and watch as she drops her jacket to the ground. Then she continues to slowly rid herself of her remaining articles of clothing, leaving me to become more and more uncomfortable on my bed. *********************************** I think Mulder really liked my little impromptu strip show. He really liked it, judging my the bulge in the front of his jeans. I actually feel sorry for him, he hasn't been able to sit still since I pulled my shirt over my head. At least I know he likes what he sees. Once I am completely naked I spin around and almost laugh when I hear his groan. "Problem, Mulder?' I ask as innocently as possible. He flops back on the bed, motions with his hand and says, "Get over here, Scully." I gladly oblige and soon find myself straddling his hips. I run my hands over his chest and soon begin running my fingertips along the waistband of his jeans. When they meet in the middle, I slowly begin to unbutton his jeans, but he still my hands with his own. I give him a confused look. He smiles and says, "Get up here, Scully, there's something I want to do first." I feel my body flush when I realize what he is intending. The ideas of his mouth on me has always been very arousing but the fact that I am completely naked he is fully clothed, makes it even more exciting. I lean so my hands are on either side of his shoulder, preparing to move up, when Mulder chose to latch that wonderful mouth of his onto my breast. My arms nearly collapse under his wonderful ministrations. He supports me with his hand on my other breast. The noises he is making are so wonderful that I let him continue until I just can't take it any longer. I pull away with an audible pop and finish my journey to his mouth. The moment I settle down, his tongue is on me, cleansing me of the embarrassing amount of wetness that has accumulated due to he previous activities. I am soon groaning continually and so his he. Within moments he had me on the edge but I won't let myself fall, I want us to be together when it happens. He tries to stop me as I pull away, but I lean in and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips. "God, Scully," he groans. I can see the pained expression on his face. "Now..." he insists. "I need you now!" I quickly rid him of his remaining clothing and kiss my way from his toes up his legs. By the time I hit his knees he is practically panting. He screams my name as I circle the tip of him with my tongue. He pulls me to his mouth and kisses me. It is the most exciting, passionate, and loving kiss I have ever experienced. When our mouth part I lean back and sink down onto him. He feels wonderful. This is wonderful. We are wonderful Together. ************************ Scully. Scully. Scully. All of my thoughts are on her. She is everywhere. She is surrounding me. I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe we are finally together. I run my hands from her firm ass up her back and down her front, stopping to tease her nipple. She groans and I feel her tightening around me with the contact. She is so hot and tight and wet, that I know I won't last much longer. On my next trip, my hand bypasses her nipple and heads straight for her clit. "Mulder!" she gasps and I begin stroking. She tightens even more and its my turn to moan her name. Again she leans forward and kissed my lips. As soon as our lips make contact, she comes, arching against me. This sends me over the edge as well, screaming her name as I join her. When I come back, I feel Scully tucked into my side, planting soft kissed all over my chest and along me neck. I pull her close and she says, "The world didn't end." I smile, kiss her forehead and say, "No, it's just beginning." The end ===== AIM: xflznicole "Email is for geeks and pedaphiles." Ryan Phillippe as Sabastian Velmont in Cruel Intentions