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This Love
by shannono
shannono@iname.com


Vignette, Erotica, Mulder/Scully Romance

Rated *NC-17*

Spoilers through "The X-Files: Fight the Future"

Summary: Scully waxes poetic, inside her mind -- while
her body is otherwise occupied.

Dedication: To CW, for you know what, and why. <g>

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I feel your fingers run through my hair as you softly
caress my cheek ...

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How many times before have you touched me like this?

I remember you gently cupping my face in your hand in
your office so many years ago, when we were still so
new to each other. I grieved for my father, but your
sympathetic sorrow brought out a reaction I had not
anticipated. For the first time, you touched me deep
inside, beyond the superficial trappings of physical
or even intellectual attraction.

In that moment, you became my friend.

And in the intervening years, you have become so much
more.

You woke me once by touching my cheek. Dozing on a
stakeout, I opened my eyes to the teasing softness in
yours. Embarrassment ruled the moment, and I grasped
quickly for words, turning your attention away from me
and back to the case.

So you wouldn't see the rush of desire which flooded me
at the tiny brush of your fingertip along my skin.

You kissed my hair in a hospital hallway, then pressed
those lips to my forehead as you brushed my face with
your thumbs. Love was in your eyes, and I'm sure in
mine. My illness was yours, not mine alone.

But I walked away, when all I wanted to do was stay in
your arms forever.

Another hallway, this not so long ago, and your face in
my hair again. This time, I kissed your forehead, and
then your hands touched my face again as you drew me up
to meet you. The tiniest, barest touch of skin as our
mouths strained to meet.

But it was not to be.

And then now. We lie on my bed, atop the covers, our
clothes discarded on the floor as unneccesary. We have
been reckless, greedy in our progression, until this
point. As we move together, you pause above me, your
eyes roaming across the flushed skin of my face, one
thumb brushing my cheekbone as the other threads into
my hair. I relish the feeling, so gentle.

I love you.

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I put my finger to your lips and tell you not to
speak ...

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Your mouth opens and begins to move, with no sounds
emerging. I know what you want to say. It's what I've
just thought, but we haven't the courage yet to voice
the words.

I don't need you to try. Not now.

I raise a hand and caress your mouth, shaking my head
just slightly. "Don't," I whisper. "I know."

Your eyes delve into mine as your hands continue their
sweet seduction. We commune silently, and then your
mouth moves into a near-smile against my fingers. You
lift your hand from my cheek to grasp my hand, kissing
each fingertip softly before lowering your head to
touch your tongue to mine as it rises to meet you.

The words will come. We don't need them now.

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I feel your hands upon my hips as I guide you to my
affection ...

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I slide my hands back down to your waist, then further
down, urging you to me. Your hands take a similar
position under me, one hand on my hip, the other on my
upper back. Your large fingers splay across my white
skin as my legs come up around yours.

And you lift me up toward you, sitting back on your
heels, so that we are nearly the same height. My feet
fall to the mattress behind you and brace there, holding
me up as you lean farther back, lowering yourself to
the mattress, then sliding your legs to lie in front
of you, under me. You bend your knees, then raise me
to sit on your thighs, my arms coming up to encircle
your shoulders, my fingers digging into the skin of
your back.

And then you lower me, and I feel you there, just
touching me. Every fiber of my being reaches out
toward you as our eyes lock.

You hold us there, touching but not yet joined, for an
eternity.

And the bliss of anticipation is exhilarating.
 
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You bring me to your love with the measure of pure
perfection ...

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You move against me, not probing but caressing my core,
rubbing back and forth, heightening the pleasure, and
it is all I can do to keep my eyes on you. I don't want
to let them shut until I can't help it.

I don't want to miss a moment of this.

Your eyes are a molten copper ring around black pupils
made huge with arousal. Veins pop in your neck as you
hold back, going as slowly as possible to prolong this
moment into infinity.

You move again, this time bringing me down toward you,
and my body parts willingly, gratefully, to allow you
within.

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The tight embodiment embraces as it tears down your
defense ...

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You don't stop until I am sitting fully in your lap and
you are completely inside. It feels as if your entire
body is there, and you fit perfectly.

Your breathing ceases for long moments as your eyes
close, and then you take in air with a shudder, leaning
foward slightly to bring our foreheads together. You
pry your eyelids apart, and the copper is gone entirely,
leaving only blackness.

Your mouth moves again, silently, but I can read the two
syllables as clearly as if you had shouted them from the
rooftop. Even here, now, we use the names we have always
used. This is who we are to each other, not the names
given by our parents when we were newborn, but instead
the designations we have molded for ourselves, and each
other.

I shift slightly, and you suck in another breath as your
eyelashes flutter against your golden skin. You wrap your
arms around my back and lean forward, pillowing your head
on my shoulder as you shake, emotion and sensation teaming
to render you helpless.

I pull my own arms around your head and drop soothing
kisses in your hair as you gather yourself again.

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You thrust me harder towards you as my serenity is
immense ...

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You recover, regaining some measure of control, and move
your hands back to my hips as my hands return to your
shoulders. You ready yourself to lift me, and I push up
with my feet to help. Then you let me fall as you thrust
up toward me, and I can't help the cry that escapes me
as you slide deeply home.

I drop my head back as you continue to move us, letting
the sensations wash over me. I feel every inch of you
inside me, rock hard and smooth as satin. I feel the
hair on your chest rasp against my nipples. I feel your
fingers grip the flesh on my hips as you lift me and
let me drop, slamming me onto you and yourself into me,
again and again.

I feel myself smile blissfully.

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I open myself up to you as your mouth enraptures my
skin ...

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You drop me down one more time, then stop and pull me
close to your chest, nipping and laving the skin of my
neck as you shift again, turning to the side and moving
us back down onto the mattress. You kiss me deeply as
you lower yourself atop me again, and then I lift my 
legs toward my chest and you take the cue, sliding your
hands behind my knees to help.

Then you drive in again, and the force shoots up my
body and resonates around my brain. I am coming
already, my body shaking and spasming as you continue
to pound into me, and I can feel myself building again
even before the first tremors cease.

You lean forward and pepper my breasts and nipples with
kisses, from tiny pecks to deep sucks, and my skin
tingles. You move back up my neck toward my face and
kiss me again, our lips parting in unison.

You are everywhere.

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The softness of your tongue brings out the wetness
from within ...

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I kiss you back, and your tongue comes out to duel with
mine, dancing in the air between our open mouths. I feel
a new flood gush forth from me as you change the angle
of your body slightly, moving your hips to one side as
you tilt your head to dive back into my mouth.

My hands finally obey my commands again and reach for
your lower back, then your ass, pulling you deeper with
each thrust. I move my arms up to your shoulders and
cross my ankles over your back as you plant your hands
in the mattress on either side of me for better
leverage.

Your hips whip back and forth, nearly a blur to my
already desire-drugged vision. Your head moves so
you can lick my ear, then dip your tongue inside,
and a moan rises from my throat to reverberate
against your chest.

Your answering groan buzzes on the skin of my cheek.

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I feel the intensity of your body as the pressures
increase ...

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The muscles of your back tense beneath my heels and
fingertips, and I make a conscious effort to clear
my own mind enough to concentrate, and to bring on
our release. I tighten around you, fluttering my
vaginal walls, and you gasp into my still-damp ear.

I thought you could move no faster, but I was wrong.
We are nearly grunting with each thrust now, and I
drop a hand to the bed to brace myself so I can push
harder.

I wish we could do this forever.

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I take you deeper inside my love as I feel your sweet
release ...

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Before I can prepare myself, my second orgasm rips
through me, stronger than the last, and I hear myself
let out a keening wail. I buck between you and the
mattress, my back arching and my nails digging into
your back, and the soft down comforter.

My spasms squeeze down so tight on you that you can
barely move, but two more tiny thrusts are all you
need and you are coming, coming, so deep inside me,
shaking harder than I am.

Your own cry echoes in my ears as I collapse, boneless,
your weight falling half on me scant seconds later.

We breathe irregularly, but our hearts beat in tandem.

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I close my eyes and feel your sweetness running from
deep inside ...

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We are still joined, my legs still crossed behind your
back, and I feel our fluids flowing together, mingling
and running across my skin, dripping onto the bed. And
I relish the sensation, part of this experience, which
I will hold and cherish forever.

My eyes close as my breathing slows, and I smile softly
as I wait for you to come back to me. One hand lightly
caresses your back, and the other slides to your hip,
holding you in place.

I don't want you to leave my body. And somehow I don't
think you'll want to go.

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Your sensuous mouth recaptures mine as I feel your
love abide ...

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And then you are there, moving back atop me, your breath
hitting my lips, then my tongue as you kiss me again. So
soft, gentle, your lips exploring as your tongue seeks
mine, tangling briefly before moving on to inventory my
entire mouth.

And I return the favor.

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