From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2000 12:05:15 -0500
Subject: Touch by serafine
Source: direct

Reply To: amneris@excite.com


Title: Touch
Author: serafine
Rated: PG 
Classification: Vignette, MSR.
Summary: just a little bit of fluff
Disclaimer: Their his, not mine. No foul, no sue.
Spoilers: none
Archiving: wherever - though please let me know so I can visit 
Feedback: Treasured lovingly and fed well at amneris@excite.com

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Mulder's thighs are warm against mine.  He's holding himself up
so he won't crush me.  I close my eyes and I can feel the touch
of his long fingers working their way down my spine.  I sigh in
contentment and try very hard to just float, and not think, and
relax.
There are days when I ache for this - for the simple touch of a
man's hands on my body.  I think if Mulder knew just how much,
I'd never get another backrub out of him...

~ ~ ~ 

I can feel the tension in her back melting away.  After all
these years, I know exactly where the worst knots try and hide.
She doesn't let me do this for her very often - it's usually 
after a couple of days standing in the autopsy suite, hunched
over a body (or bodies) trying to bring to light the truth
buried within each corpse.  
There are tight muscles all across her back, and it feels like 
someone implanted rocks in between her shoulder blades.   I 
focus on the muscles beneath, their curve and shape, following 
them with my hands, trying not to think of the creamy white skin 
that hides them from the world.  Trying desperately not to think 
of Scully's beautiful back, or the graceful curves of her...   

~ ~ ~ 

His strong thumbs are doing wonderful things to my lower spine 
and his fingers are touching the sides of my hips.  For the 
briefest moment I can feel his hands tighten and clutch and 
caress and then it is gone, accompanied by a very deep sigh I 
hear from somewhere above me.

He cracks his knuckles and resumes his massage back across my
shoulders.  My back feels much better, though I am loathe to 
tell him so - he might stop.  It's the indulgence of him 
touching me that I don't want to let go of.  

There are days that I think that the only people who ever touch 
us are EMT's.  The only people we ever see are each other.  I
should let him do this more often.  He doesn't seem to mind, and 
he's very good at it.  

There are days I wish we had the courage to do more than just 
this...

~ ~ ~

Scully sighs again, but this time there is a slightly different 
undertone to it, almost a moan underneath it.  I change tactics, 
and stop putting so much pressure into it.  Just rubbing my 
palms back and forth across her skin.  If I step too far across 
the line, she'll say thanks, like she usually does, and I'll 
stop.  I lift up my palms so I am only touching her with my
fingertips and glide my hands down her spine...

~ ~ ~

I was almost asleep, and Mulder teases his way down to my lower 
back and it is all I can do not to arch my hips towards him.  Is 
this a game of wills?  Is he teasing or flirting?  I can't 
always tell.  Okay, two can play at this...

~ ~ ~

Scully stretches slightly underneath me, flips her hair, and 
makes this hmmmmmm sound deep in the back of her throat.  Whoa,
that's not fair, Scully, not fair t'all.  I retaliate with a 
brush of the backs of my nails up her spine...

~ ~ ~

I squirm and roll over slightly, and he remains poised looming 
over me, his left hand still on my spine. "That ... that
tickles, Mulder."

"It's supposed to," he says as he does it again.  

I squirm some more and look up and he's closer than he was 
before - a lot closer.  His eyes are impossibly green and deep.  
And he waits right there, waits for me to make the choice.  I 
swallow convulsively and reach one hand up to the side of his 
face and stroke my thumb across his lower lip.  He leans down to 
me and our lips meet hesitantly, just a whisper of a kiss.  
Mulder pulls back a bit and our eyes meet.  Permission is asked
for and given with a glance.  I smile as his lips come back down 
firmly against mine.

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the end

thanks for reading

serafine

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Author's note: This is something I finished in about two hours. 
It just came to me while I was sitting very bored at work.  If 
you like it, please let me know, and remember - feedback builds 
good karma!
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