FEED THE BEAST WITHIN 
By … Robin-X-Ray and Charlie 910


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Rating: PG-13 … for sexual suggestion
Classification: Funny
Spoilers: None to my knowledge.
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FEED THE BEAST WITHIN 
By … Robin-X-Ray and Charlie 910

It was a sweet feeling, the water running down her leg as she held it 
to the Ceiling. Her tub was full and she splashed water over the 
sides accidentally, extinguishing a candle that had been placed 
beside the edge. Her mood setter had lit candles, filled her bath 
with bubbles, given her a glass of wine and then 
had left the room, wanting to give her privacy. But she wanted him 
near, close enough to touch. 

She looked at her skin and felt self conscious for a fraction of a 
second...no, this is what she wanted. This is what she had been 
wanting for a long time. Her smile stretched across her face and she 
anticipated the rest of the evening...with him. She walked to her 
closet door wanting a special look for the night. Her eyes darted 
through colors and fabrics, but she couldn't find what she was 
looking for. She moved in closer, the clothes rubbing her body, 
causing her to become excited from anticipation. She giggled as she 
found her newest suit and pulled it out to get a better look. The 
black shimmered with the moonlight, reflecting a mystery of how it 
would look on her. As she grabbed the boots that matched she 
heard her lover in the next room getting antsy...he was pacing 
heavily, frustration likely driving him crazy. 

It made her smile is satisfaction. In the bathroom mirror, she combed 
her wet hair back severely to emphasize her lips. She chose a blood 
red lipstick to compliment the outfit. Pulling on the 
boots, she started to feel her blood boiling from the power she felt. 
The shiny leather was cold on her skin and slightly uncomfortable 
wrapped around her knee, 
but she didn't care. She turned towards the full length mirror, 
wanting to see the effect of the boots alone. Her head fell back with 
pleasure from the sight as a moan slid down her throat. The top was a 
second skin. A spaghetti strapped corset, tied together in the 
front, stopping a few inches from her navel. The strings were made of 
silk and they tickled her stomach every time she turned in the 
mirror. The boy-cut leather shorts fit perfectly with her form, 
hugging her curves and revealing promises. 

"Mmmmmmmmm" she purred. She closed her eyes as she fell on her bed. 
The springing sound of the bed caused the lover to jump. It was 
almost time...almost time for perfection.
 
He knew what to expect. How could he know. They had never crossed 
this bridge before. In all the years they had known one another he 
never dared dream, for real anyway, that this could happen. His heart 
skipped more beats then he could count. He could smell her aroma from 
under the door. The shampoo, the perfume, it was more then he could 
take. He knocked gently on the door. 

"I'm almost ready ... for you." She said. Just at her voice, he felt 
his body ignite. That voice it was like cinnamon ... fiery and sweet. 
He ran his fingers through his hair as he paced her living room. He 
crossed the room to the mirror on the wall. He did not recognize the 
reflection he saw. It was like he was looking at a wanton beast. 
Hungary with desire. He knew this side of him existed, but he had 
never seen it so obvious in his eyes. 
    
She turned one last time in the mirror. Her hair was back from her 
face. Tied neatly at the base of her neck. The boots high on her 
thigh. The shorts high on her legs, cut just right to fit her 
backside perfectly. The corset was just divine. She loved the way the 
strings tickled. She touched up her lipstick and ran her hands down 
her body, lingering in the right areas. "I'm going to enjoy this." 
She said as she placed her hand on the door knob. 
    
She opened the door and walked down the hall. 
He could hear her coming and his breath stilled. 
She stopped at the end of the hall by the opening to the Living room. 
She placed her hand on the side of the door facing. Then very 
seductively said, "Are you ready for me?" He released his breath only 
to catch another. She kicked her leg up above her head and slid it 
out into view. Then wrapped it around the wall. He leaned against the 
wall. If he had not he would have fallen to his knees to worship at 
the feet of this `Midnight Mistress'. His life would never be
the 
same and he knew it. 
 
She stepped out from behind the wall. "Oh GOD, Dana. You are 
beautiful." He took in a deep breathe as she began to cross the room 
towards him. He tried to back up and realized he was still on the 
wall. He closed his eyes in a heavy blink. When he opened them again 
she was right before him just about to touch his chest.
 
She touched his chest. "Is your heart beating for me?" Scully cut her 
eyes down to the rest of his body. He reached his hands out to touch 
her shoulders. Trying to prove to himself this was real.
 
She suddenly pinned his arms to his sides. "You can not touch me 
yet." She rubbed her body along his and then kissed him hungrily. She 
released her grip. 

He stood starring for a few minutes. Then said "I love you Scully." 

"I know. Touch me." She closed her eyes in anticipation. He raised 
his hand again. This time he knew he would touch her his hand stopped 
just above her and floated over her. Then he raised them back to her 
shoulders. As he lowered his hands, they passed right through her. 

She began to laugh. 

He tried again. 

She laughed louder, and began to fade from sight. 

He grabbed for her. 

"Where are you going." Frohicke was frantic. She winked at him. 

"Sorry, it is morning we will have to continue tomorrow night." As 
her form completely disappeared from sight her laughter grew louder. 


Frohicke woke with a start. He began to cuss loudly. Byers and Langly 
were having their coffee in the kitchen and heard him cussing. 

"She did it to him again." Said Langly. 

"Yea." said Byers. 

They looked down the hallway and then towards one another. They then 
both laughed hard.


            
THE END