********************************************************************* This author's e-mail address has changed to: xanaduxf@yahoo.com ********************************************************************* **WARNING! NC-17 CONTENT AHEAD!** **DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE OR OFFENDED BY SEXUAL CONTENT** ***DISCLAIMER***: All "X-Files" elements and references in this story belong to Fox Broadcasting, Chris Carter, and 1013 Productions, and I am making no money from it. Do not archive or link to this story without permission. ========== This Love by shannono shannono@iname.com Vignette, Erotica, Mulder/Scully Romance Rated *NC-17* Spoilers through "The X-Files: Fight the Future" Summary: Scully waxes poetic, inside her mind -- while her body is otherwise occupied. Dedication: To CW, for you know what, and why. ========== This Love by shannono ========== I feel your fingers run through my hair as you softly caress my cheek ... ========== How many times before have you touched me like this? I remember you gently cupping my face in your hand in your office so many years ago, when we were still so new to each other. I grieved for my father, but your sympathetic sorrow brought out a reaction I had not anticipated. For the first time, you touched me deep inside, beyond the superficial trappings of physical or even intellectual attraction. In that moment, you became my friend. And in the intervening years, you have become so much more. You woke me once by touching my cheek. Dozing on a stakeout, I opened my eyes to the teasing softness in yours. Embarrassment ruled the moment, and I grasped quickly for words, turning your attention away from me and back to the case. So you wouldn't see the rush of desire which flooded me at the tiny brush of your fingertip along my skin. You kissed my hair in a hospital hallway, then pressed those lips to my forehead as you brushed my face with your thumbs. Love was in your eyes, and I'm sure in mine. My illness was yours, not mine alone. But I walked away, when all I wanted to do was stay in your arms forever. Another hallway, this not so long ago, and your face in my hair again. This time, I kissed your forehead, and then your hands touched my face again as you drew me up to meet you. The tiniest, barest touch of skin as our mouths strained to meet. But it was not to be. And then now. We lie on my bed, atop the covers, our clothes discarded on the floor as unneccesary. We have been reckless, greedy in our progression, until this point. As we move together, you pause above me, your eyes roaming across the flushed skin of my face, one thumb brushing my cheekbone as the other threads into my hair. I relish the feeling, so gentle. I love you. ========== I put my finger to your lips and tell you not to speak ... ========== Your mouth opens and begins to move, with no sounds emerging. I know what you want to say. It's what I've just thought, but we haven't the courage yet to voice the words. I don't need you to try. Not now. I raise a hand and caress your mouth, shaking my head just slightly. "Don't," I whisper. "I know." Your eyes delve into mine as your hands continue their sweet seduction. We commune silently, and then your mouth moves into a near-smile against my fingers. You lift your hand from my cheek to grasp my hand, kissing each fingertip softly before lowering your head to touch your tongue to mine as it rises to meet you. The words will come. We don't need them now. ========== I feel your hands upon my hips as I guide you to my affection ... ========== I slide my hands back down to your waist, then further down, urging you to me. Your hands take a similar position under me, one hand on my hip, the other on my upper back. Your large fingers splay across my white skin as my legs come up around yours. And you lift me up toward you, sitting back on your heels, so that we are nearly the same height. My feet fall to the mattress behind you and brace there, holding me up as you lean farther back, lowering yourself to the mattress, then sliding your legs to lie in front of you, under me. You bend your knees, then raise me to sit on your thighs, my arms coming up to encircle your shoulders, my fingers digging into the skin of your back. And then you lower me, and I feel you there, just touching me. Every fiber of my being reaches out toward you as our eyes lock. You hold us there, touching but not yet joined, for an eternity. And the bliss of anticipation is exhilarating. ========== You bring me to your love with the measure of pure perfection ... ========== You move against me, not probing but caressing my core, rubbing back and forth, heightening the pleasure, and it is all I can do to keep my eyes on you. I don't want to let them shut until I can't help it. I don't want to miss a moment of this. Your eyes are a molten copper ring around black pupils made huge with arousal. Veins pop in your neck as you hold back, going as slowly as possible to prolong this moment into infinity. You move again, this time bringing me down toward you, and my body parts willingly, gratefully, to allow you within. ========== The tight embodiment embraces as it tears down your defense ... ========== You don't stop until I am sitting fully in your lap and you are completely inside. It feels as if your entire body is there, and you fit perfectly. Your breathing ceases for long moments as your eyes close, and then you take in air with a shudder, leaning foward slightly to bring our foreheads together. You pry your eyelids apart, and the copper is gone entirely, leaving only blackness. Your mouth moves again, silently, but I can read the two syllables as clearly as if you had shouted them from the rooftop. Even here, now, we use the names we have always used. This is who we are to each other, not the names given by our parents when we were newborn, but instead the designations we have molded for ourselves, and each other. I shift slightly, and you suck in another breath as your eyelashes flutter against your golden skin. You wrap your arms around my back and lean forward, pillowing your head on my shoulder as you shake, emotion and sensation teaming to render you helpless. I pull my own arms around your head and drop soothing kisses in your hair as you gather yourself again. ========== You thrust me harder towards you as my serenity is immense ... ========== You recover, regaining some measure of control, and move your hands back to my hips as my hands return to your shoulders. You ready yourself to lift me, and I push up with my feet to help. Then you let me fall as you thrust up toward me, and I can't help the cry that escapes me as you slide deeply home. I drop my head back as you continue to move us, letting the sensations wash over me. I feel every inch of you inside me, rock hard and smooth as satin. I feel the hair on your chest rasp against my nipples. I feel your fingers grip the flesh on my hips as you lift me and let me drop, slamming me onto you and yourself into me, again and again. I feel myself smile blissfully. ========== I open myself up to you as your mouth enraptures my skin ... ========== You drop me down one more time, then stop and pull me close to your chest, nipping and laving the skin of my neck as you shift again, turning to the side and moving us back down onto the mattress. You kiss me deeply as you lower yourself atop me again, and then I lift my legs toward my chest and you take the cue, sliding your hands behind my knees to help. Then you drive in again, and the force shoots up my body and resonates around my brain. I am coming already, my body shaking and spasming as you continue to pound into me, and I can feel myself building again even before the first tremors cease. You lean forward and pepper my breasts and nipples with kisses, from tiny pecks to deep sucks, and my skin tingles. You move back up my neck toward my face and kiss me again, our lips parting in unison. You are everywhere. ========== The softness of your tongue brings out the wetness from within ... ========== I kiss you back, and your tongue comes out to duel with mine, dancing in the air between our open mouths. I feel a new flood gush forth from me as you change the angle of your body slightly, moving your hips to one side as you tilt your head to dive back into my mouth. My hands finally obey my commands again and reach for your lower back, then your ass, pulling you deeper with each thrust. I move my arms up to your shoulders and cross my ankles over your back as you plant your hands in the mattress on either side of me for better leverage. Your hips whip back and forth, nearly a blur to my already desire-drugged vision. Your head moves so you can lick my ear, then dip your tongue inside, and a moan rises from my throat to reverberate against your chest. Your answering groan buzzes on the skin of my cheek. ========== I feel the intensity of your body as the pressures increase ... ========== The muscles of your back tense beneath my heels and fingertips, and I make a conscious effort to clear my own mind enough to concentrate, and to bring on our release. I tighten around you, fluttering my vaginal walls, and you gasp into my still-damp ear. I thought you could move no faster, but I was wrong. We are nearly grunting with each thrust now, and I drop a hand to the bed to brace myself so I can push harder. I wish we could do this forever. ========== I take you deeper inside my love as I feel your sweet release ... ========== Before I can prepare myself, my second orgasm rips through me, stronger than the last, and I hear myself let out a keening wail. I buck between you and the mattress, my back arching and my nails digging into your back, and the soft down comforter. My spasms squeeze down so tight on you that you can barely move, but two more tiny thrusts are all you need and you are coming, coming, so deep inside me, shaking harder than I am. Your own cry echoes in my ears as I collapse, boneless, your weight falling half on me scant seconds later. We breathe irregularly, but our hearts beat in tandem. ========== I close my eyes and feel your sweetness running from deep inside ... ========== We are still joined, my legs still crossed behind your back, and I feel our fluids flowing together, mingling and running across my skin, dripping onto the bed. And I relish the sensation, part of this experience, which I will hold and cherish forever. My eyes close as my breathing slows, and I smile softly as I wait for you to come back to me. One hand lightly caresses your back, and the other slides to your hip, holding you in place. I don't want you to leave my body. And somehow I don't think you'll want to go. ========== Your sensuous mouth recaptures mine as I feel your love abide ... ========== And then you are there, moving back atop me, your breath hitting my lips, then my tongue as you kiss me again. So soft, gentle, your lips exploring as your tongue seeks mine, tangling briefly before moving on to inventory my entire mouth. And I return the favor.