TITLE: Safe Haven AUTHOR: Rachel Vagts EMAIL ADDRESS: rvagts@willinet.net DISTRIBUTION: Yes, but please let me know. I'll archive at Gossamer. RATING: NC-17 CLASSIFICATION: MSR SPOILERS: Slight for Per Manum SUMMARY: Mulder and Scully discover a new level in their relationship after a period of great sadness. AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is in response to the IWTB smut challenge. Thanks for creating an environment where I can grow as a writer. Thanks especially to DS, Lara and Char for being willing to help me with my smut disability. I hope this lives up to your expectations... For Gerry, the greatest beta and inspiration ever. ~~~~~~ Safe Haven By Rachel Vagts "I'm sorry. I'm just so damned sorry, Scully," Mulder said, pulling her close. They had tried. And tried. And tried some more and now it appeared that their hope was gone. The eggs Mulder had retrieved were gone, the eggs that the doctor had been able to salvage from Scully's ovaries were gone. It was all gone. Scully tried to hold back the tears, but she couldn't. It was like hearing all over again that she would never have a baby. Except this time the devastation was tenfold. She clutched Mulder tighter. He was her lifeline through this, supporting her at every turn. She would not have had the courage to even try without him. Mulder moved her carefully to the couch, settling her down beside him. He reached up to wipe a tear from her eye. "There are other options, Scully. You could use a donor egg, maybe try adoption. You should be a mother. You would be sensational, raising a child." She nodded, her tears coming faster now. She knew that in her heart. People might see her as cold, reserved, but she had enough love in her for a child. Maybe if she could just have that child to love, the other things would come easier. "We're going to figure something out. We can do it," Mulder said, embracing her again. He leaned down to kiss her lightly on the forehead. She looked up at him, her eyes expectant. He leaned in closer and kissed her soft lips. She parted them slightly and he explored further. She invited him closer and closer. Mulder leaned forward now, as Scully reclined back against the end of the sofa. His tongue continued to move within her as his fingers slid up underneath her blouse. Sliding his hand along her soft breast, he could feel her nipples harden. "Oh, god," Scully groaned, underneath him. He slid back slightly, afraid he was hurting her. "No, not that," she said, pulling him closer again. Her hands moved now, sliding down his chest to reach for his zipper. She fumbled with the button for a moment, and then slid the zipper free. Sliding her hand into Mulder's pants, she could feel he was ready for her. She slid her hands around his ass, pulling his jeans and boxers down as far as they would go. Mulder smiled as he watched Scully struggle with his clothes. He leaned in and nipped at her neck. "Shit, these are tight," she commented as they stuck midway. Mulder shifted slightly so she could pull them down further. Meanwhile, Mulder had made fast work of her blouse and bra. His tongue had departed her mouth and was now busy with her soft breasts. He teased the nipple on the right one with his tongue, then the left. Scully's back arched in reaction to the pleasure he was giving her. She reached up to run her hand down the side of her breast, tickling herself slightly. Mulder moved his hand to mimic her actions. Her back arched again in delight. While Mulder continued pleasuring her, she slipped her hands down now to her own waist, slipping her panties and slacks down to her knees. "You want to stay here?" Mulder asked. "Yeah, for now." She reached down to touch his engorged penis. There was a slight glint of precum on the tip. Raising her fingers to her mouth, she tasted it. It was sweet and a little salty. Just like Mulder. She moved slightly underneath him, trying to spread her legs, and welcome him. Mulder lifted slightly, understanding her movements. He began to slide toward her, then paused. "Do we need . . . ?" She shook her head, laughing slightly. "That's one thing we don't need..." Mulder chuckled as well at the irony of his comment. He leaned down and kissed her again and then pulled her toward him. Scully's right leg slid down, her foot touching the floor as she spread her knees. Mulder reached beyond her to brace himself on the end of the sofa. He didn't want to press too hard into her. She was wet and ready for him. He moved tentatively at first, but then as she opened to him, he moved further within her. Scully clutched his shoulders, her nails biting into his skin as he thrust into her again. His breathing was harsh as he moved above her, altering his position slightly. Scully gasped as he rubbed against her throbbing clit. He did it again, causing her to call out. "Are you . . . ?" "Oh god, do it again, Mulder," she cried. He moved against her again, causing her to gasp. He could feel her wetness running over his skin. Her hands moved again, this time to his butt. She clawed into him again, this time pulling him closer and deeper into her body. He didn't want to hurt her, she was so small, but Scully seemed to want every inch of him inside of her. He called out as he climaxed, awash in sensation, and then was overcome by a warm, contented feeling flowing through every cell of his body. He knew that Scully would be good, but here, on his leather couch...it was exceeding expectations. Slipping from her, he rocked back on his knees. Scully lay spent beneath him. He held his hand out to her. "Shower?" **** Racing, racing, they moved toward their goal. One lucky one, he found it. Safe haven...for nine months, anyway. 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