From: AllthingsX <allthingsx@aol.com>
Date: 07 Dec 1998 05:05:53 GMT
Subject: Mulder and Scully-The Scenic Route(series)MSR-NC17

Title: Mulder and Scully-'The Scenic Route' Pt I
(this is a two part story-part of a series)
Author: Angela S.
Category:V??  
Archive: ok-But PLEASE let me know, and keep all credits attached!
Keywords:MSR
Rating: NC17 
Summary: Mulder goes to check on his partner who has been spending many 
Hours at the lab trying to discover answers about the virus she was exposed to.
Spoilers: Movie
Disclaimers: Don't own em.Not making any $$ from this.Mulder,Scully,and any
Hereafter mentioned characters are  the property of Fox and 1013.As if we don't
already know that! J
Enjoy!!!! Remember-not much plot-just, well, ya know.


The scene takes place in a basement FBI lab where Scully is beginning her
research into the origin of the virus she was exposed to via a very untimely
bee sting. It is late, and the building is virtually deserted except for
Scully, a few security guards, and the odd janitorial employee. Enter Mulder.
He comes looking for her after repeated attempts to reach her on her cell phone
with no luck.
The hallway is dimly lit, and his footsteps echo in the vastness of the empty
corridor He notices a flickering light panel as he recalls the glory  days of
disco which he, incidentally, never indulged in. Well, almost never- but that's
another story.

He rounded the last corner before arriving at a door marked 'Diagnostic
Research'. 'Thump,thump thump'. "Scully, it's me. Are you in there?" he asks as
he turns the doorknob. He finds it un-characteristically locked.

"Yes, Mulder, just a minute," she answers over a microscope. She turns off the
equipment and moves to open the door as she stretches tired muscles. A smile
escapes her lips when she opens the door. She is genuinley glad to see him, but
is careful not to divulge this bit of information.

He steps through the door, resting his hand on her arm as he passes, brushing
against her slightly. He helps himself to a note pad containing several hours
of notes she has compiled as he takes a seat. 

She joins him at a desk in the middle of  the large, coldly decorated room.
Things had been different since they had returned to D.C.. The X-Files were
being re-opened, but the process was being "reviewed" slowly as the Justice
Department came to grips with the fact that they had no choice but to re-assign
agents Mulder and Scully to the unique division. The powers that be decided
that they could keep a tighter rein on the goings-on involving the cases. This
being because the original plan to have agent Scully debunk the work being done
there hadn't worked out quite the way they had planned.

Since their return to D.C., they had had little time aloe together. All of
their time was spent in meetings and debriefings. Neither had mentioned  what
had happened-almost- before Scully had been stung outside Mulder's apartment.
They had both thought about it, of course, but with the dynamics of the
situation, it was not a subject open for discussion. Or exploration. The
tension continued to grow between them with the unspoken words.

"So. Are you getting anywhere?" he asked rather casually.
"Well, not exactly," she answered. "I have had other things on my mind lately.
I haven't been able to concentrate fully on my work, and that is not acceptable
considering the gravity of the situation."
"What has been on your mind that could distract you so completely?" he
continued without looking up.
Scully  took a long shaky breath as she gathered her thoughts. Opening up was
such a foreign concept for her. Surprisingly, it came out much easier than she
expected. "Well, I have been doing some thinking about, well, what happened in
your hallway."
He just stared into the notepad and pursed his lips.
Jesus, he was not going to make this easy-..
"Before you say anything, I want you t know that I understand that we were
caught up in the moment, and things may have gone a little too far. I don't
think that either one of us is "to blame", so to speak. I know that you may
have said some things that night because you thought I was leaving, and I don't
hold you to anything nor do I expect anything. I just---" She trailed off as
she became very uncomfortable with the direction of this conversation.

Mulder looked at her from across the desk. She had leaned over and rested her
face in her hands. He reached and took her hands in his, and squeezed slightly.
She lifted her head and stared back at him, a bit surprised. She waited for
something to happen to break the deafening silence that had fallen over them.
Her eyes were fixed on his.

"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, Scully. I was as much, or more, a part
of what happened being as I initiated it." "I don't think what happened was
necessarily a bad thing. I believe that we were just two people who were
dangerously close to losing something we didn't even realize we had."

He leaned in closer and stared into her eyes, which he noticed were a beautiful
electric blue even in the generic lighting of the lab. Keeping her eyes on him,
she opened her mouth as if to respond, but he placed his finger over her lips
so that he could continue.

"I'm sorry if I did anything that made you think that you had to apologize. I
am not sorry about we were about to do." "Scully, the things that you and I
have shared and experienced together-.." " I know that our work can be
overwhelming much of the time, but that is what makes our relationship so
unique. I could not give the level of trust and confidence to anyone else in
the world that I have given to you."

"After all that has happened to you because of my crusade to find what I
believed to be the truth, and the way you have been there for me, I hope you
realize how much I value you as  a  person as well as a partner." "As a woman."
He finished the last statement with a bit of hesitation.

He continued as she fought back the sting of tears. 
"When you were sick in the hospital with your cancer, I would come in at night
when you were sleeping just to watch you and to hear you breath. I can't tell
you ,in any way that would make sense, how much it was destroying me every time
I looked at you in that bed so helpless and on the brink of --."

Mulder paused and caught his breath. Scully was shocked by what was unfolding
in front of her. She had not expected this at all.
" I know that our relationship has been one of mutual respect and friendship,
and that has brought us closer than any married couple I have ever known. I
don't mean to dump all this on you at once, but I think that it's time you know
how I feel about you, about us. 

Scully just sat there for what seemed like an eternity as she tried to absorb
what she had just heard.She didn't know quite how to respond to these new
revelations. She closed her eyes as she tried to gather her thoughts. Gentle
tears began to roll softly down her cheeks. She opened her eyes to the feel of
Mulder's hand coming up to wipe them away. His fingers left trails of soft heat
where they moved across her face.  She was feeling so many things at that
moment, and she had no idea how to react. She knew the ramifications of what
they were getting into, and frankly the whole thing scared her to death. She
had not had a relationship since she had begun work on the X-Files five years
earlier. She had never let her focus shift from work to her personal life, and
now she caught a fleeting glimpse of what she may be missing.

"Mulder, I don't pretend to know where to begin or how to respond to all this.
I understand what you're saying more than you know, but it just isn't what our
relationship is all about." Mulder shifted in his seat, and his eyes took on a
look of masked shock. " Wait Mulder, let me finish." "You are the most
important person in my life." "You have been there for me in ways that noone
else could have been. For that I will always be grateful. You have always made
your priorities clear,and I never wanted to distract you from that."

He said nothing. He slid closer to the desk, and lowered his lips to her hands.
He lifted his head again to meet her eyes and a million thoughts raced through
his mind. This was so new to both of them. They had to come to grips with it
slowly. He moved first, standing and releasing her hands long enough to walk
around the desk to where she sat. He pulled her to her feet and took her in his
arms and just held her close. She leaned into his chest and snaked her arms
around his waist, holding on as if for her life.She loved the smell of him,and
had come to look forward to it whenever he was near enough to catch the scent
in the air. The last time they were in this scenerio was in his hallway before
she was stung.

They remained this way for a long time, just taking in the warmth that they
both needed so desperately. Each of them disolving into the embrace.
He kissed the top of her head and ran his fingers through her hair as he moved
back to take a seat on the desk. Her fingers tightened their grasp on the
fabric of his shirt as his lips met her scalp. She flinched slightly at the
loss of contact when she felt him move away.

He pulled her next to him, again taking hold of her hand.
"Scully, for such a long time, you have been my priority. I know I didn't
always show it, but you mean everything to me." "I also meant it when I told
you that I owe you everything. As far as making me a whole person, you made me
feel again. That's something I never thought would happen."

Caressing her hand as he spoke, he continued.
"I don't know what all of this could mean for us professionally, or personally,
for that matter." "But I think that we owe it to ourselves and to each other to
explore the possibilities. Nearly losing you in Antarctica really brought it
all into focus for me. I don't want to lose you, Scully. I can't.

She looked down at their hands for a long moment, and decided that she knew
what she wanted, at least for now. She wanted to be close to Mulder. At that
moment, it was all that mattered. 
"I want to see where this is going as much as you do,"she started. "I'm just at
a loss as to where to begin this quest. I don't know if I'm ready to be let
down by what we may discover-about each other, and about ourselves."

"I'm willing to take a risk if you are," Mulder replied. "I have to know what
this could mean for us."

End Part I

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Subject: Mulder and Scully-The Scenic Route(series)MSR NC17


     "I'm willing to take a risk if you are," Mulder replied. "I have to know what
this could mean for us."

     Scully was at a loss for words. Of course she was willing to take a risk,
wasn't she? She knew what she wanted, right? She quickly dropped the negative
train of thought as Mulder rose to his feet, pulling her up with him. As they
stood in the gaping silence, they took in the power of the moment.

     Mulder brushed his eyes over Scully. He studied the shape of her form under
the power suit she was wearing. It was one of his favorites-burgundy jacket and
matching skirt with an ivory low-cut silk blouse that clung to the flesh of her
neck and chest. The tiny gold cross glinted a whisper of acceptance as he felt
a warm rush move through his body as her fingers further intertwined with his.
She squeezed slightly as she steadied herself, becoming all too aware of his
attentions to her body. She felt herself move in closer, in essence closing the
short distance between them. 

     Mulder thought of how he had come to admire her so. She was a strong,
intelligent woman who could rival and even surpass the challenges by her male
counterparts. She could be every part woman, with the depth of  her heart and
compassion toward those she cared about. He had always thought her attractive,
but it had always been "off-limits" to venture into that arena of thought.
Heaven forbid he ever ACT on it. His imagination was wandering into uncharted
territory, and he wondered what it would be like to be Christopher Columbus at
that moment. He smiled to himself.

     Scully felt the heat radiating from his body as she stood so close to this man
she had grown to, what, "love"? She was enjoying the memory of how being in his
arms made her feel-..Safe, comforted, content, aroused-.WHAT?! Oh my-this could
be very dangerous. She inhaled deeply as she realized she had been holding her
breath. As she did this, the underlying scent of his cologne found its way into
her nose. Her eyelids fluttered closed as she took in this "essence of Mulder".
She had never let herself need anyone before, but at this moment she found
herself wanting to need Mulder. She did need him- more than she ever knew.

     As their thoughts came back to them, they once again locked their eyes on one
another. His, a fixed pool of Hazel flecked with gold rods as he moved into her
space even further. Her marlin-blue mirrors were swimming with emotion as she
felt his warm length meet hers, and all inhibitions were cast into the sea of
relinquishment as two tiny words escaped her lips-.."Mulder, I-"

     His hands left her grasp and came to rest on either side of her face-now
flushed with desire and a bit of apprehension. Her palms came to rest on his
chest which was rising and falling rapidly as he attempted to steady his
breathing. The only sound now audible in the vast laboratory was the pronounced
beating of their hearts. She could feel his beating wildly as she moved her
hands over his chest. Finally, after a momentary eternity, Mulder leaned in,
his eyes locked on her crimson lips. Just as their lips were about to meet, he,
in a way that only Mulder could, broke the palpable tension with  an ill-timed
remark. "Scully, are you sure about this?" "I don't think there are going to be
any genetically altered honey-bees to save you this time."

     Scully laughed lightly in spite of herself. 'Only Mulder  could find a way to
make me laugh at such a pivotal moment.' He flashed her his incredible smile,
and without any further adeau, Mulder leaned down and captured her mouth with
his own. Scully snaked her arms up and around his neck while his hands moved
swiftly down her body so his arms could encircle her tiny waist. He held her to
him as if trying to merge their bodies into one being. She let out a slight
gasp at the force of his embrace, while at the same time, trying to stay on her
feet. She was overwhelmed by the desire coursing through her body as his tongue
parted her lips and moved inside her mouth to dual with her own. He explored
every hidden crevice with knowing accuracy. She felt as if she may ignite right
then and there. A pleasant warmth was pooling just south of her belly button.

     Mulder  felt her response to his kiss, and he instantly hardened. He could
feel the confines of his boxers becoming increasingly uncomfortable as his
evident desire mounted. He figured that Scully noticed his arousal as well, as
she mercilessly moved her hips across the offending region, eliciting a throaty
moan as she did so. Her body was doing things to him that he never thought
possible. Could passion really be THIS intense? Intense, hell-this was
un-definable. 

     Scully moved her hands down his chest, and then back up again as she slid them
under each side of his jacket, and pushed it off his shoulders. In a breathless
instant, Mulder leaned back to look at her and asked, "Are you sure Scully?"
Without a word, she let him know in no uncertain terms, that she had no
intention of turning back. She traced his lips with her fingers, and then
kissed him long and hard as they began to move together around the desk toward
the 
counter that ran the perimeter of the room.

     As he pressed her against the cabinet with his body, he began swiftly removing
her jacket as her hands found their way to his belt. Fumbling, touching,
kissing, exploring, discoverring. His mouth ran the length of her slender neck,
stopping to nip at the muscle at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. His
teeth gathered the silky skin and pulled gently. Scully could not stop the
groan of pain/pleasure he was inflicting on her body. Her breathing was
becoming shallow and quick. Her hands played incoherently over his shoulders as
he made his way back up to draw her into yet another penetrating kiss.

     "Mulder--" she whispered as his strong hands left sparks down her torso and
found their way to the hem of her skirt. He began to slide it up her thighs as
his mouth ravaged her collarbone and left shoulder. Her head swayed as she
could no longer control her reasoning. His mouth moved to the other side of her
neck, and then up again until he reached her earlobe. He pulled it into his
mouth and suckled to the sounds of her climbing euphoria. He couldn't believe
it, he was actually TASTING Dana Scully! Oh my God. OhmyGod.OHMYGOD!!!! 

     Scully felt his hands come to rest on her hips, leaving her skirt bunched at
the top of her thighs. As his tongue invaded her mouth once again, he reached
down and cupped his hands under her thighs, lifting her up to sit on the
countertop. She gasped into his mouth when his hands squeezed her flesh before
he brought them back up to nimbly open her blouse, and effectively helping her
pull it off while never removing his hungry mouth from hers. He drank in her
essence, and she pulled at his tongue with the suction of her own devouring
mouth. He moved in,separating her legs with his body. His hands moved around
her body, pulling her flush against him as he let out a  primal sound that
turned her arousal up a notch. Just to think that she could do that to
him-..'Oh god-.'

     Mulder brought his hands back around to the front of her body, eyeing the
black bra that lifted her breasts. He covered the fabric with his mouth as he
caressed her hardened rosy peaks with his wet tongue. He grew even more
engorged as she twined her fingers through his hair when he bit down slightly.
He quickly undid the clasp, revealing to him the milky white  mounds that had
teased him in his fantasies for over five years. He again moved his tongue in
tantalizing circles over and around her rosy nipples. He looked up at her face
as she closed her eyes tightly at the sensations that he was invoking in her.

     As he was making this assault on her upper body, Scully had managed to
maneuver his belt from around his waist, and undo the zipper to his pants. They
fell into a puddle at his feet. He kicked off his shoes, as she did the same.
He reached again and pushed her skirt the rest of the way up to her
waist-helping her off with her black matching panties. "Mulder, Mulder-."

     "What is it?" he asked breathless. "Do you want to stop? We can stop." 

     "No, I don't want to stop." "I can't stop-."

     As he again pushed his tongue between her passion-swollen lips, he wrapped his
arms around her waist , and pulled her hard against him. He felt her tense at
the feel of his body, and its state of readiness. He could feel the heat of her
wet center against his stomach. In this moment of touching, feeling,and
tasting, they crossed a boundary that neither knew existed. She pulled herself
to him, wrapping her tiny muscular legs around his waist and locking them
behind his thighs. This time it was Mulder's turn to groan into her mouth as he
felt the moisture of her arousal against his skin. He was trying to put a label
on the aroma that filled his senses-.It suddenly clicked. Scully-aroused. Her
raw sex making him dizzy in his realization. The sweet musky scent of this
woman was making him more drunk than any alcohol known to man.

     Scully's delicate hands moved down to push at Mulder's boxers,and he finished
the task for her, as he was as anxious to rid them of the remaining barriers
that separated them as she was. His mind was racing. His body was on fire-like
molten lava running freely from its long confining chasm. He stopped his
actions abruptly, and Scully just looked at him in silent question-no longer
able to form coherent sentences. Her heartbeat was resonating in her ears, as
if her pulse were keeping time with the planets. He looked into her
eyes-staring a laser into her soul-burning a place in her for all time. At the
same time, panting feverishly, his hand traveled slowly down  her body, tracing
the pink flesh circle of her breast, sliding across the tiny swell of her
belly, and coming to rest just over her belly button. He kissed her lightly as
he finished his journey south.

     Scully threw her head back and suck in a sharp breath as his long masculine
fingers made a path knowingly through the auburn curls at the juncture of her
thighs, and continued down until he parted her swollen center and was met with
her heated moisture. He watched her eyes squeeze shut as he pushed a finger
deep into her core, revelling at the way her precious fluid covered his hand.
He moved in and out of her in an intoxicating rhythm that made her writhe at
his every inflection. Scully cried out his name in overwhelming pleasure, and
he felt himself smile at his accomplishment-one that he had been dreaming of
for years.

     When she could take no more, she reached and took hold of his pulsating arm.
He reciprocated her action by moving that hand to take hold of her hair,
pulling her head back and hitting his knuckles on the cabinet door behind  her.
He opened his mouth over hers, and she returned his passion and they became
lost in each other. They parted for a fleeting moment, penetrating each others'
souls with a gaze so powerful in the moment that it sent a surge of electricity
through both of their bodies.

     Mulder moved still closer to her, her legs continuing to grasp at him. He
dropped one hand to rest on her thigh, and never taking his eyes off hers, he
reached and slowly guided himself into her. As she took the fullness of him
into her body, Scully took in a brisk breath of air, as he was fairly large,
and it had been so long since she had been with a man. Her head rocked back
against his hand, which was still entangled in her hair. When she opened her
eyes again, she realized that she had all of him inside her, hot and engorged.
She cast him a smile that almost made him lose it right then. 

     Mulder smiled back at her, reclaimed her mouth in his own, and began a steady
rhythm as he moved inside her. He started out slowly, but soon could not hold
back any longer. Scully moaned loudly as every thrust inspired a sexual
intensity she didn't know existed. She moved her fingers through his hair and
gripped his shoulders as his movement became more forceful. She grimaced  her
face and clamped her eyes shut as he pushed deep inside her.

     They moved in steady sync together as the crossed thresh-holds and broke
boundaries physically and spiritually.  Mulder began to move faster and harder
as Scully said his name over and over. She also mumbled something about
paradise, but he could not make out her words. She leaned forward and opened
her mouth as she wet his scorching flesh while moving her tongue over his
glistening chest. She moved to the base of his neck, and bit down as he gave a
powerful thrust into her. He could hear the sound of their bodies coming
together with every effort.

     The equipment on the counter began to shift and clatter with the force of
their efforts. Mulder displayed a smile of his own as a large glass beaker fell
to the floor and shattered. "You know, someone is going to have to pay for
that." He grinned to himself.

     "Mulder, shut up!" Scully growled. Her fingernails dug into the skin on his
back as she arched herself into him, grinding her dripping center against his
body. Soon, they were moving with more intention than ever as they were nearing
the edge. Mulder moved his hand between their writhing bodies and found the
tiny bundle of nerves at her center. He began making slow, torturous circles
with his thumb. Scully threw her head back and screamed his name. He got a
better grip on her body, and with tremendous effort, thrust into her like a
jackhammer on over drive.

     "Oh God Mulder!!" "OH MY GOD-MULDER!!"
     "I'M SO CLOSE-I-..I-.OH GOD-."

     All thoughts were erased from his mind as he felt himself nearing the edge. He
buried his face in the bend of her neck, reciting her name over and over.
"Scully-.Scully-.Oh God--"
     He pulled her ever closer and was pushing into her blindly now. He could feel
the tension in her body change, and he knew that she was about to tumble over
into the abyss with him. 

     "MULDER!! I'M-.. Oh God, I'm gonna-.."
     Her voice trailed off as she was overcome by the approach of her climax. She
was just about to detonate when she grabbed his face on either side and said to
 him, "Look at me Mulder!" " I want to SEE you when you come."

     That was enough to make him lose all remaining control. He gripped her tightly
as he let out a stifled groan that came out as a half whimper. He felt himself
explode inside her, filling her as he spilled his seed into her body.  At the
same time, She threw her hands behind her, bracing them against the cabinet
behind her. She kept her eyes open as long as she could, but was ultimately
swallowed by the intensity of her own climax. Mulder managed to stay on his
shaky legs to watch her ride out the waves that took over her body. He had
never seen a more beautiful sight than Dana Scully in the throws of passion-her
orgasm taking over her physical self, taking her to a place that only a woman
knows. 

     Exhausted from their efforts, their bodies glistening in the mist of passion,
they slowly came back to earth. They came together for a long, languid kiss
before leaning in, foreheads touching.

     "Mulder-.."
     "I know Scully, I know.."

     Just then, Mulder  was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone. He found
himself on his couch drenched in sweat and feeling a bit dizzy. He picked up
the phone, and before he could even get out the word "hello", he heard a voice
on the other end. 
     "Mulder, it's me. I just had the strangest dream-.."

END


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