From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Mon, 27 Dec 1999 23:32:18 -0600
Subject: Wounded/Healed (1/2) Nc-17 MSR by by xenoprobe
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Title: Wounded/Healed by starbuck
Classification: MSR
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: none
Archive: Go ahead, just let me know, thank you.
Summary: Scully and Mulder face their feelings as
Scully
nurses Mulder's most recent wounds (literally.) This
is a
shipper tale, sex and all-who needs a plot, right?
Feedback: As
this is first Mulder/Scully fanfic I've chosen to post,
I'd
appreciate any feedback, good or bad at
xenoprobe@hotmail.com Hope you enjoy. (Or drop
by www.angelfire.com/scifi/xenoprobe)
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me,
the only reward I get in using their names is the
pleasure it is to write.
************* 

(part one) 

Wounded 

By xenoprobe 

"Mulder stop fidgeting" Scully's voice spat at him as
he shuffled back against her couch. The
scrape wound along his collarbone was deep and
had not stopped bleeding in the last half-hour.
"Mulder please, hold still, I have to clean this wound
before any infection sets in." She swabbed
disinfectant against the burning scratch and her
partner writhed in brief spurts of pain. "There,
it's all done..." Mulder laid back and tried to relax as
Scully pulled his dress shirt closed over
the dressed wound. He felt her tiny fingers fumbling
to close the buttons. 

"Leave it Scully... I'll only have to get them undone
later and it's too difficult a task to
contemplate right now." His hand enveloped hers at
his neckline and lowered her hand to her
lap. She rested there, feeling her pulse in his grasp. 

Scully stood up and left the living room only to
return with two pills in her clutch. She snagged a
cup of spring water from the fridge and resumed her
place at his side. 

"Here, I want you to take these," she extended her
palm in front of his mouth, "they'll help with
the pain." Mulder locked his eyes to hers for just a
moment taking in her piercing blue gaze. 

"Will I sleep?" he mumbled, his bottom lip barely
touching her outstretched hand. "I don't want
to sleep Scully, I just want to lie here a while, if
that's ok?" 

"You know that's fine Mulder, and they may make
you a little drowsy, there's a low grade
dopamine in them." He smiled at her, always the
doctor. Mulder silently relished these times.
Although getting scratched by their latest
perpetrator was not his idea of fun, he certainly
loved
the attention Scully showered him with when he was
injured. Mulder lowered his mouth to her
palm and circled his lips around the two pills.
Scully's eyes fluttered shut, briefly, feeling his
mouth and the hint of his tongue on her opened
hand. When her eyes shot open, Mulder was
resting back and looking at her curiously, her hand
was still hovering in front of him. 

"You ok Scully?" Mulder grinned a tiny, boyish
smile. 

"Fine. I'm fine Mulder." She withdrew her arm and
wiped the palm of her hand on her thigh.
"Can I get you anything, a drink, the remote?" He
shook his head 'no'. "I'm going to change but
I'll check up on you shortly ok? Get some rest
Mulder." Scully slipped away behind her
bedroom door, leaving it open a crack, letting the
light spill out into the hall. 

She sat down on her bed and rubbed her own
shoulders. 'What was that all about! You know
better than that.' She scolded herself for letting her
guard down to savour Mulder's mouth on her
skin. 'Just stop it, right now dammit.' 

"Dammit!" The curse escaped her lips and Mulder's
ears perked up. He glanced at the crack of
light from her door and crooked his neck to see.
Scully passed by the opening once, in her
regular suit. She passed again without the skirt and
jacket, her blouse wrinkled at the waist and
fallen around her nylon covered legs. Mulder drew
in a breath 'look away' he told himself, but
he couldn't resist the thought of one more pass by
the door. He could just see her silhouette along
the doorframe as her blouse slipped away. 'I can't
handle this.' Mulder's mind raced, as did his
pulse as he fought his inner devil/angel battle- to
look or not to look. He continued to watch until
Scully emerged in her blue satin pajamas. He closed
his eyes as if to fake sleep, drew in a long
breath and relaxed back into the couch. 

The next thing he felt was Scully's feather touch on
his forehead. 'He's hot, wonder if I should
check his temperature...' She rested her full palm to
his brow for a minute and resolved he'd be
fine. She eased her weight onto the couch as to not
stir his slumber and watched his chest rise
and fall with his breathing. Her hand fell to his chest
without thinking and she traced little
movements along the wrinkled folds of his shirt. She
couldn't resist touching his hair, just once,
so she felt for his temperature again. Only this time
her fingers slipped through his silky bangs.
'Stop this now Scully.' She warned herself, but as her
hand slowly followed his jaw line with
her light touch Mulder's eyes opened. 

"Scully?" his voice was different, breathless. 

"Its alright, I was just checking you temperature,"
she lied and her words caught before escaping
her mouth. They stared into each other for a long
moment, feeling that taught wire between them
grow even tighter. Sooner or later that wire would
snap free. 

Mulder reached his hand up to Scully's cheek,
startling her in the low light. "Scully..." he
murmured as if for the sake of hearing his own voice
say her name. 

"Are you ok Mulder, are you in pain?" Scully could
not remove herself from the gentle touch of
his palm to her cheek. 

"Yes. Yes I'm in pain," his voice was barely a
whisper, "I'm in pain every time you look at me,
every time I feel you brush up next to me or my
hand traces down your back as we walk through
a door. I'm in pain knowing that by saying this, I'm
probably alienating the only person in my life
that I love-" Mulder's words preceded his thoughts
and they caught in his dry throat. 

Scully nuzzled his palm as his words flowed into her.
No longer was she thinking with her
rational mind, she was finally thinking with her
heart. 

"I ache too Mulder." Her tiny voice was like a loud
speaker in his mind, it boomed in his blood
as he sat up and leaned in so close to her that her
breath rained upon his face. 'She smells so
good' Mulder's mind was awash with emotion. He
slipped his fingers into her crimson hair and
cupped her face with his large hands and stared.
They stared into each other; hazel swirling into
bright blue until Scully shed a tear. Mulder leaned in
and tasted it from her cheek; his pillowed
lips caressing her face as the salty tear disappeared
forever. He pulled away, but only far
enough that their foreheads touched. Scully tilted
her head back just slightly and Mulder looked
down into those eyes one more time before they
fluttered shut. She reached her tiny hands as far
as they'd go around him and pulled him into her
embrace. Her lips touched his so softly at first, a
whisper kiss that left them burned to the touch.
Mulder pressed harder, kissing back deeply,
grasping her face and opening his mouth to her
tongue. He thought he'd die at the taste of her
mouth, he could be lost there forever-aliens, hybrids
and the consortium would have to make do
without him. This, Scully's full lips pressed to his,
her tongue searching, dueling in passionate
strokes, this was the only truth he needed. 

"I love you." His lips formed the words as they
pressed against hers. Their kiss twisted into a
kaleidoscope of passion as each clung to the other in
desperation for touch. Mulder crushed her,
his long arms wrapped tightly around her small
frame, his mouth nipping at hers, licking her lips
and exchanging a heat that was near blinding. 

Scully pulled away breathlessly. "I love you." Her
own voice like a drill in her head, the words
resounding endlessly as a smile took her over. "I
love you Mulder." She said it again, testing her
voice and when she realized that no harm stood in
their way, she fell back into his arms and into
a kiss that neither of them had thought possible. 

Mulder's hand smoothed its way along her shoulder,
pulling at her satin pajama top, her
shoulder peeked out and Mulder kissed his way past
her neck to lay claim to this new bare skin.
He nipped at her flesh, tasting her as his fingers
unbuttoned their way down. Scully wriggled her
shoulders, sending the satin garment sliding to the
couch behind her. Mulder's long arms folded
around her skin like angel's wings. They enveloped
her. He continued to kiss the milky skin
along her collarbone, leaving streaks of fire in the
wake of his lips. 

Mulder leaned back, not letting go of her and
realized he was staring at Scully's exposed
breasts. Her perfect round, firm breasts. His jaw
dropped a little and a smirk crept across
Scully's lips, threatening a smile. His eyes caught
hers and the smile disappeared. The look was
intense, scalding; it was a look of desire she'd never
experienced. Scully found herself in a
spiral of passion as her feelings ran screaming to the
surface of her skin. Her bright blue eyes
darkened and Mulder could literally see the
reciprocal fury that consumed her. 

"Scully..." Her name rolled off his tongue with new
meaning as he lowered his head to her chest.
He kissed everywhere, each minute detail of her
flesh being catalogued in his brain. Her breasts
were perfection, not large but full. They were ripe
with arousal and her dark, rosy nipples were
like candy, waiting for him. His mouth circled gently
over her left breast and her back arched to
the whisper sensation and as his tongue slide out
over the nub of her nipple. He looked up at her
face, locking into her gaze. He stared at her,
suckling and laving her breast hungrily as his hands
tugged and flicked at the right nipple. She squirmed
with each infliction as he switched his open
mouth to her right breast smoothing his fingers over
the wet nipple he'd temporarily abandoned.
Scully was fascinated; never looking away from the
vision that was Fox Mulder suckling her
intently. A crimson flush of arousal crept over her,
engulfing a streak of red up her torso, her
breasts, neck and face. It was almost too much to
feel. Almost. 

"Muh-" her voice died. "Mulder." she tried again still
breathless. His mouth traversed the
supple skin in the valley between her breasts, kissing
as if he could not bear to pull away from
her for one moment. His hands clambered up her
arms, fingers twisting into her hair and
clutching her jaw as their lips met again. This kiss
was more than anything Scully had ever felt.
Mulder was blinded in a white flash as her tongue
shot into his mouth impatiently. 

"Oh Scuhllee" He moaned into her mouth, muffling
the syllables against their ragged breaths.
With a strength Mulder never knew she possessed,
Scully coiled her arms around his neck,
pulling him deeper into this never ending kiss, it was
climactic as her bare chest pressed against
him, crushing him, stealing his breath. She loosened
her grip as her fingers descended over his
chest, deftly undoing his shirt. He'd forgotten about
the deep scratch in his shoulder, never
wincing as Scully wrapped herself around him anew,
naked, skin to skin, electric. 

"Mulder-" she slipped away from him and his heart
stumbled at the loss of her mouth. Guiding
him by the hand Scully led her partner to her
bedroom, into the low light of his new home. 

End of Part One 

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*** *** 

(part two) 

Healed by xenoprobe 

The room was dimly lit and warm. Not just a warm
temperature but a warm atmosphere that
welcomed Mulder home. He stared at his partner
who stood, bedside, and smiled at him as she
outstretched her arms. Mulder moved to her,
enveloping her as her arms strained to encompass
him also. He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled
the scent that he'd longed to get nearer to all
these years. She smelled of fresh rain and baby
powder, Mulder pulled away just enough to lace
his long fingers into the fire streaked strands and
gather them to his face, inhaling her again. 

Scully's fingers traced designs over her partners back
as she savoured the feeling of him nuzzled
so close. They stood, intertwined for a long
moment, expressing their feelings in silent languid
movements, stoking her cheeks, running fingers
through his hair, crushing themselves into each
other's grasp. 

Scully stepped away and looked at this man before
her, a man she knew all too well yet not well
enough to satisfy her racing mind. His chest was
smooth with a minimal amount of hair covering
small patches around his nipples. Unconsciously, her
tongue darted out and licked her
kiss-bruised lips as she took in the sight of Mulder's
torso. She drew in near and without
warning closed her full lips around his left nipple,
tongue swirling. Mulder's body went rigid at
the sensation and he could feel his erection
throbbing against her thigh. 

"Scu-" He could not speak as his arousal swam over
him. He placed both hands to her small
frame and pushed her back, her mouth still open and
wet from her ministrations. He grabbed her
face and devoured her mouth with his own, thrusting
against her body and probing her mouth
without restrictions. Scully arched into his hold,
grinding her hips against his desperately. She
carefully guided their bodies to turn and she soon
felt the edge of her bed pressed to her calves.
Their embrace broke again leaving them breathless
and hungered by this renewed contact.
Scully fell to the sheets and smiled widely up at
Mulder. 

"You- you're beautiful Scully." His eyes seemed to
sparkle with his words. He bent down and
placed reverent kisses across her belly before
slipping his hands into the waist of her pajama
bottoms. He tugged at them slowly, inching the silk
fabric, along with her cotton panties, over
the swell of her hips, down the curve of her thighs
and off her tiny, perfect feet. Scully tensed for
a moment, realizing she was laid out on her bed,
totally nude and aroused by the man she'd only
ever dreamed would ever see her like this. She
relaxed immediately when Mulder pulled away
his last items of clothing and joined her in their
nakedness. 

He picked up her right foot and kissed her instep,
kissed her heel, bathed her calf in tiny pecks
and nipped her inner thigh. He placed her leg down
and performed the same ritual on the other.
Scully shivered through the ticklish moments and
squirmed through the rest, feeling her need for
him swell at her very core. Mulder lay down beside
her at long last and let his large hands
smooth over her polished body. Her stomach was
strong and just slightly rounded, her breasts
full and firm, her shoulders milky-white and
sculpted, he wanted to kiss and taste it all. Scully's
hands snaked around his neck and pulled him down
to her mouth and into another spinning kiss.
His hot skin pressed along the length of her body felt
luxurious and electrifying. She moaned into
his open kiss as he drew her breath into his mouth.
Their hands catalogued each other's bodies,
each response to touch, taste, and scent, carefully
locked into their memories for future
pleasures. 

Mulder caressed her face as the embraced deepened
even more. What had been a kiss of peaked
passion was now near-blinding. Scully could feel her
head spinning as her oxygen dwindled and
they both pulled away, breathless. 

"Mulderrr..." Her voice was low and soothing.
Mulder could see the piercing blue of her eyes
grow darker as they dilated with arousal. It left him
thirsty for her skin. His mouth plunged into
her neck, splashing kisses all over her collarbone and
down to the mounds of her breasts. Scully
turned, pressing into his mouth, aching from the
fire-like trail his lips left on her flesh. His
tongue darted out over one nipple, then quickly over
the other, sending sparks throughout her
body. He then settled down to suckle her breasts,
hungrily. 

Her body writhed beneath his lips and Scully
thought she might reach orgasm just by how
wonderful his mouth felt to her breasts. Mulder let
her nipple slip from his mouth and his tongue
slid sensuously over her stomach, darting into her
navel briefly before continuing its downward
path. Mulder buried his nose into her dampened
curls and breathed in her scent. She smelled
wonderful to him, like spices and musk and wine. He
was drunk on her. He parted her legs and
nuzzled into her curls again, pulling her apart with
his fingers carefully. 

She was wet. Mulder grinned to himself, like he'd
accomplished something unbelievable.
Slowly, his mouth enclosed over her clitoris, kissing
and pulling lightly at first. Scully let out a
long groan and her fingers tangled into his hair. She
was hard and was grinding her hips slightly,
begging with her body for more of his attentions.
The pleasure was incredible and Scully could
feel the quickening of her arousal immediately.
Mulder's tongue traced the length of her folds,
saliva swirling with the musky wetness of her
liquids. She tasted wonderful and Mulder
seriously thought he could live there forever. Her
hips moved in slow upward circles, jerking
slightly each time his mouth came back to tease her
clit, she was desperate for him to stay there,
stroking his fine sandpaper tongue across the bundle
of nerves. 

As if hearing her thoughts, Mulder fixated on the
peak of her rosy clit. She was nearly bucking
right off the mattress as he sped up the pace, his
mouth sucking hungrily at the hood and his
tongue flicking desperately. Just as Scully thought
she could bear no more, Mulder thrust two
long fingers into her. 

"Muh- Oh God... Mulder, oh God." He could feel
her muscles tightening around his digits as he
pumped into her, his tongue still lapping. With a
low, animal growl her body stiffened and rose
from the bed as she came in piercing waves. Mulder
pulled away slowly, already missing her
flavour. He watched her flushed face as the end of
her orgasm slipped away. 

"God Scully." He breathed; "you are so- so beautiful
like this..." He climbed his way up her
body, smoothing his large palms over her sensitive
flesh. He breathed ragged breaths into her
mouth just as he seized her lips again. The kiss was
powerful, his weight pinning her to the
sheets, as she tasted her essence from his probing
tongue. Hot, so very hot. 

Scully reached between them clasping her small
hand around Mulder throbbing cock. He tensed
and his eyes fluttered shut as she stroked
him-slowly, deliberately at first then in strong up and
down pounding movements. She was relentless and
her force was a little surprising from
someone usually so reserved. 

"Scully. Scully you should- Ooohhhhhhh... you
should stop. Oh Scuhlleee..." She sucked his
moans into her mouth, kissing him loosely. She
pulled away, his penis bobbing and twitching for
more attention. They spent a long moment just
looking into each other then. 

This was happening, this was really happening. It
may have taken yet another scrape to his flesh,
more scars for the count, but it was really going to
happen. His face became a twist of desire
and earnest as he took in the beautiful sight of this
woman beneath him. Her eyes were clear
lakes of blue but a hint of tears threatened the still
pools. 

"Scully, I really do love you, you know. Always
have. Can't remember a time when I didn't."
His voice was low and meaningful. 

"Shhh... I know, I know." She kissed his forehead
and guided his lean body over hers,
positioning him between her thighs. "I love you too
Mulder. We don't need to be afraid anymore.
No need to be afraid of this." Her hand snaked
between them again as she guided his starving
erection to the opening of her very core. It was hot
there, steamy and moist and a million other
sensations that Mulder could not keep track of as he
slowly pushed her apart. They both let out
long approving groans as he buried himself into her. 

Moving in slow thrusts, their bodies began to dance,
finding a rhythm in their heartbeats and
kisses. It was exquisite. Mulder could not believe the
unique and dizzying pleasure of feeling
Scully wrapped around him. She was all the things
that had eluded him for so long. This union,
his body locked with hers was all the truth he needed
and it brought tears to his eyes. Scully was
lost in her own truth as well, the reality of being
loved and filled by this man, her partner now
lover. She too could not bite back the well of
emotions as the pace picked up and he deepened
his thrusts. 

"Mulder- more, oh God more..." she begged as her
head thrashed from side to side. Their bodies
rose against each other as he buried himself to the
hilt. She cried out his name in an endless
stream 'muldermuldermulder'. Hearing her was
enough to toss him clear over the edge. He was
chanting for her too, kissing her breasts reverently
and licking the sweat from the hollow of her
neck. 

"Look at me Scully." Her eyes squeezed tighter still.
She could feel her orgasm in the not-so
distant future. She could feel the walls of her vagina
constricting and releasing in tiny bursts as a
white flash of heat took over her body. "Scully- look
at me, please." Her piercing blue eyes sent
a wave of intensity through his entire body. He was
close, so close. He could feel her too; she
was already making breathy keening sounds, driving
him wild as her tongue darted out to
moisten her pouty lips. 

"Oh God Scully- wanna see you- wanna see you
come." He was straining, trying to hold back
for her. Her eyes were still locked with his as the
beads of sweat rolled from his brow, raining
on her. "Come for me Scully. Oh God- I. Love.
You." 

"Mulder. Oh. Mulder- coming, I'm coming.
Ohgodohgodohgod... Mullllderrrr." Scully's body
went rigid as she felt her climax consume her. It was
unbelievable, enough to reduce her to jelly
in the brain. Love, it was love she felt spreading
through her, ripping into her as Mulder's body
began to shudder with his orgasm. 

"Scuhlleee- oohhh... loveyouloveyouloveyou..." he
panted the mantra, staring into her as his face
contorted in ecstasy, emptying himself into her in
relentless bursts. He collapsed onto her,
Scully's tiny exhausted frame disappearing under his
long body. Neither had the strength to pull
away just yet. Soon, Mulder propped himself up
again, unwilling to leave his new home, his
Scully. He ran the back of his right hand down the
silk of her face. 

"Real." He whispered. "You're real." 

"Yes Mulder. We're real." Then she smiled- a broad
toothy smile full of warmth and happiness.
For all the utter pleasure it had been making love
with her, this smile was enough food for
Mulder's soul. If he could see that smile everyday for
the rest of his sorry life, he'd never want
for anything else, like a secret promise. 

"Mulder?" 

"Mmm-Scully?" 

"This never ends." He slipped from her and lay down
at her side. He brushed his lips to her
cheek to chase a solitary tear from her skin before
wrapping her in his arms. As if knowing
exactly what she meant, he nodded. 

"It never ends Scully. I have faith in that." 

**** 

Scully woke briefly in the night to find Mulder's face
tucked tightly below her breasts, arms
hugged low around her hips and his legs tossed
across hers. "I love you Mulder." She whispered
into the darkness as her eyes closed again. 

"love you more." Returned his voice from the
shadows. 

******* 

 Author's plea: Feedback please, oh please. This was
the first fic I ever posted, ever really wrote when I
think about it.  I wanted to try my hand at a smutfic
and have since become lost in the genre, writing
MSR's left right and centre. I hope you enjoyed it. It
wasn't chalked full of plot, I know but I wanted to
write a little love/sex  piece about our heroes and
did just that. I had fun writing, hope you didn't mind
reading. Thanks.



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