From: RTaylo3272 Date: 10 Mar 1999 03:49:24 GMT Subject: NEW: Washing Dishes (Post Arcadia) by: Casey Title: Washing Dishes (Post Arcadia) Author: Casey ::XxHuggXx:: e-mail me at Rtaylo3272@aol.com please Rating: PG-13 Keywords: MSR Spoilers: Umm...Hmm... Arcadia! Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or themes in this story. It all belongs to Chris Carter, Ten Thirteen Productions, and 20th Century Fox. They are used without permission, and I will make no money from this. Summary: Mulder is doing dishes and Scully has some unclean thoughts. =0) Note: Hey everyone! I just had to write a post-EP to Arcadia. It was begging for one right? It's just an idea, so if you like it...please let me know. I was headed down to get a drink of water when I saw him. I had just told him to get out of the bedroom. He looked so cute lying on the bed. "Come on Laura, we're married now." What is it with me? I guess it is just that I am in a good mood. I haven't thought about Diana Fowley or poor Spender since we were assigned this case. Things seem back to normal for Mulder and I. Well...as normal as things can be with us right? I reached the kitchen and came to stand right behind him. He was standing at the kitchen sink in some old, navy blue sweats and a white T-shirt. He had the water running and I could tell from the way the muscles of his back were moving that he was washing dishes. I don't know exactly what possessed me to just stand there. He was completely unaware of my presence. There was simply something about the sight before me. I have seen Mulder involved in several activities, but it was so different. I caught a glimpse of his hands as he reached to put one of our dinner dishes aside after rinsing it thoroughly. He would shift his weight form foot to foot as he stood there. His head was bowed; his eyes fixed at the task at hand. He looked incredibly sexy. I don't know what came over me, but I felt like playing house for a minute. Maybe it was that I was trying to get even with Mulder after all of his "marriage jokes" the past two days. I walked quietly up to him. He didn't hear me walking toward him. The water was loud enough to mask the sound of my bare feet on the floor. When I was almost to him, I reached my right arm out, with my drinking glass in hand, and snaked it through the space between his back and his right arm, so that it was over the sink in front of him. I know I startled him because I felt him tense up immediately. In that position, I was pressed firmly up to his back. He never turned his head, and we were both silent for a moment. "I just came down to get a drink." I whispered in his ear. He nodded his head and moved his wet hand to cover mine. My left hand had found its way to the left side of his back. I was running my nails over his side, coming around to the front of his stomach every few seconds. He took the glass out of my right hand and directed it under the fall of water. Both hands were free now so I took advantage of the situation. Can you blame me? I pulled my body back a bit so that I was a couple of inches away from him. He still hadn't turned around or turned his head to look at me. I think he thought it would break the spell. I reached forward with both hands and ran them down his back bringing them around to his stomach and then stepping closer again. He instinctively pushed back into me and I ran my hands up his chest with a firmer touch. The game we were playing was getting serious. Mulder was breathing heavily, and when I brushed my hand lower, it was very obvious that we were out of our league. But, hey...I'm sure Mulder could hit one out of the park. Now, when I look back, I don't know what I intended to happen, but I'm glad I did what I did. "Scc...hmmm..yeah, Scc Scully, don't stop." When Mulder tried to turn around to face me, I held him in place and moved my hands so they were resting firmly on his back. I leaned up my tip-toes and whispered again in his ear..."Are you sure the thrill is gone Rob? or is it Mulder? Hmm...I don't really care what you want me to call you as long as I have some name to scream." He let at a loud sigh and whipped around. He didn't say anything for a long time. He just stared at me with lust filled eyes and a loving smile. Then... "Scully, I'm so glad you took that green, alien looking mask off cause if you still had it on, I would have been the one screaming." I couldn't help the laugh that washed over me. Mulder was cracking up too. We have never laughed like that before. Suddenly, we were both quiet and serious again. He was looking straight into me. "Scully..." I smiled up at him, and answered him the only way I could. I walked up to him, he brought his head down, and we kissed. His lips were so soft and yet the preasure behind them was demanding and passionate. He had one hand cradling my face and the other was in my hair. One thing I never would have dreamed of... Mulder makes these little moaning or humming sounds while he kisses. When we finally pulled apart, he put his arms around me and pulled me even closer against him. He rested his chin on my head. I had my arms around his waist. We stood there in silence for what seemed like forever. Until, "I didn't think the thrill could ever leave us, Scully. How could it ever get boring when we have lime, green face masks to wear?" END...But only for now! If you want more...let me know. Hint Hint.