TITLE: 100 Lines from 'all things'
AUTHOR: Shoshana
EMAIL ADDRESS: [email protected]
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Gossamer and by request.
SPOILER WARNING: 'all things'
RATING: R
CLASSIFICATION: VR
KEYWORDS: MSR, Mulder, Scully
SUMMARY: 'all things' fill-in scene.
DISCLAIMER: These characters do not belong to me.
NOTE: This one's for Sallie, who loves this episode.

100 Lines from 'all things'
By Shoshana

"Scully?"

He felt her body heat a few seconds before opening his eyes, then
was instantly transfixed by her lack of clothing, all too apparent in
the dim light that swept through his bedroom windows.

"Did I wake you?" she asked, reclining on her left side with the
help of one elbow.

Mulder's eyes were wide with curiosity; he could see the outlines of
her breasts, the curve of her hip. His body was reacting to the
situation rapidly and he moved to mirror her position on the bed,
tugging on the sheet as subtly as possible to cover his growing
hardness.

She gave him her best Mona Lisa smile and he grinned back, lost for
words at first. He reached over with one hand and cupped her cheek,
sliding his thumb across her moonlit features.

"I... I... wasn't really asleep." His eyebrows rose in question,
asking what his brain couldn't articulate.

"Jet lag?" she asked calmly, bringing his hand to her lips for a
chaste kiss.

"Yes," he answered, in an octave he didn't know he could reach.

Scully smiled and moved their hands to her breastbone, right above
her heart. He could feel the blood pumping wildly through her body;
she was as nervous as he, yet somehow could keep asking him questions
with relative ease.

"Well, then... maybe you need something to take your mind off that,"
she purred, moving closer to him, insinuating herself beneath the
bedcovers that served as a barrier between them.

Mulder chuckled as she moved closer, and reverted to his
original position, on his back. He pulled her gently onto his hips,
knowing she wouldn't resist. She didn't, in fact, she brushed
against his erection with slow precision, causing him to gasp.

She settled on his flat stomach, an excellent strategy for a person
as small as she was. She placed her hands on each side of his face
and urged him to lean forward, into a kiss. He followed her
direction, pressing his hands against her shoulder muscles, and
gently pulling her up his torso.

All question of whether Scully would second guess her decision
disintegrated with the pressure her lips made against his mouth, her
tongue coming out to play when she was satisfied with the taste of
his lower lip. He pulled her further forward, playing with her
behind because he could just reach that far. She helped him by
scooting even closer, leaving his eager mouth to adorn his brow
and forehead with tender kisses.

Mulder traced her whole body with his slim hands, from ass to
shoulders, then combed his fingers into her hair and brought her
mouth back to his. They kissed until they couldn't breathe anymore
and when they parted lips they paused in the near darkness. Her eyes
had adjusted and she could see the radiance of his smile. It made
her feel so good, so happy, she had to smile back.

She stroked his stubble-textured cheek, and asked, "Feeling
better?"

"Are you kidding?" he snickered. His fingers stroked the nape of
her neck gently, brushing over the barely there chip scar.

Scully shook her head from side to side, and then lowered it to his
chest. She felt overwhelmed by her emotions, not quite ready to
proceed with what they both knew they wanted. He moved his hands
lower, eagerly exploring the softness of her skin, her muscles
flexing with his touch.

"You feel so good," he murmured against her ear. He nuzzled the top
of her head and continued to let his fingers discover the topography
of her body.

"You do, too," she whispered, rubbing her cheek against his chest
and releasing even more of his intoxicating scent.

She knew it well, had known it for years, whenever he entered a room
filled with other males. She never had to guess whether it was
Mulder when other women were around. Approving glances or muted
conversation assured her that her partner had arrived on the scene.

"Scully?" he asked uncertainly.

She barely gave him an answer, content to hum her response.

"You know, uh, you know, that I--"

"I do too." She cut him off so he'd know she felt the same.
He was seldom tongue-tied and she loved him all the more
for his incoherence at the moment.

Mulder pulled her snugly against him, disturbing the drapery of
her hair with his nose, then his lips. She twisted around, facing
him head-on, drawing him into another long kiss, then another, and
another. They knew it was time to move forward, to share a gift
that would forever change their lives.

fin

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