From: AgentXsley@aol.com Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 03:25:48 EDT Subject: "all paths lead to you" Source: direct Title: "all paths lead to you" Author: AgentXsley Keywords: MSR 17+ Spoilers: missing scene in "all things" Feedback: if you want to flame me, I'm at AgentXsley@aol.com Archive: anywhere you want just let me know, please Disclaimers: They don't belong to me, but how I wish they did. Chris, Gillian and David get the money, I just get the pleasure of fantasizing. ************************************ He slowly stood up and looked down at his sleeping partner. He wasn't surprised or offended that she had fallen asleep, in fact it was kind of endearing. Their relationship had changed so much in the last couple of years, back and forth, back and forth, till finally they seemed to be moving in the right direction, or atleast it felt right to him. He loved her, it was that simple, there were no strings attached, no ifs, ands or buts, he just loved her. Somewhere along their journey, she had become the most important thing to him, she had set claim to his heart and he wasn't about to let her go. As he watched her sitting on his couch, he realized that she could not stay there, his back may be able to handle it after years of practice but hers would protest loudly when she woke up. He had no choice in the matter; he had to move her. "Come on Scully, up we go." He gently whispered as he leaned down to pick up her small frame. She did not wake, but simply curled into his chest, giving a slight moan of sleep. He was always amazed at how small and light she was. Carefully, as not to wake her, Mulder walked into his bedroom and over to his bed, laying Scully onto the middle of the mattress. He eased his arms out from around her and sat down by her side. Mulder was mesmerized by Scully's sleeping form, she seemed so relaxed and at peace. In fact, she had seemed that way all night. The last two days Scully had gone on a journey, a journey without him, but thankfully one that had led back to him. He didn't know this Daniel guy; he didn't want to know Daniel, all he needed to know was that he had led Scully to his door and that she seemed determined to stay. He was thankful. Scully sighed in her sleep and a slight smile crossed her lips, what was she thinking about? Mulder was drawn to those lips, they were perfect and so inviting, he remembered their brief taste from New Years, and it wasn't enough. As if by its own accord, Mulder's mouth seemed to be drawn down to Scully. He was leaning over her, gently sweeping a piece of hair that had fallen on her face behind her ear all the time getting closer and closer to those lips. They became his world, the little drop of moisture on the upper lip, the slight plumpness of the bottom lip, begging to be suckled. He was mesmerized, transfixed, he needed to taste those lips as much as he needed to breathe, perhaps more. Almost there, a hair breathe in between so that he could feel her breathe on his face, her gentle breathing in and out. Just one taste, that was all he needed to get through the night, he told himself, he wouldn't even wake her. Just one quick taste. Mulder placed his hands on either side of Scully's face, gently holding her in place as his mouth touched hers. It was barely a touch just a light grazing of his lips over hers, spending just a moment longer on the lower lip then the top. He knew the moment his lips touched hers that he was desperately wrong and he needed so much more from her but he would never take it unless it was offered. With his eyes closed he grazed her mouth once more before pulling away just a bit. He breathed her in deeply, loving the smell of her, a smell uniquely Scully that could never be bottled and sold. Keeping his eyes closed, he stayed that way, sitting next to her, leaning inches away from her face, just being in the moment. "Mulder..." Oh shit, please, please, please don't let her be awake, he thought, she's going to kill me. "Mulder..." It was more like a sigh. Mulder slowly opened his eyes. Scully was not only awake and mere inches from his face but completely aware, without a drop of drowsiness in her vision. He was busted. "Scully, I'm so..." he didn't get a chance to finish. From nowhere Scully's hand shot out to gently press against his lips. "Shhhh," was all she said, watching the myriad of emotions filter through her eyes, maybe he wasn't busted after all. Scully was having a good dream of being held securely in Mulder's arms. She couldn't remember when she had felt so safe. Her lost conscious thought was of his voice talking about choices and the roads they lead to, one wrong turn and she might not be here with him. If she had learned anything from the last two days, it was that she was exactly where she was meant to be, here, next to Mulder. The dream kept getting better though cause suddenly she was being kissed, just barely, but a kiss just the same. The first brush of his lips didn't wake her, it wasn't until be pressed his lips to her the second time that her mind registered that perhaps this was more then a dream. She opened her eyes and there he was. Somehow, she found herself no longer on the couch but in his bed with Mulder's face hovering just above hers. She didn't question the change in location; it seemed natural that she should be here. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply, like he was slightly out of breath. Scully stared at him, he was so beautiful. She suddenly had an overwhelming desire to see his eyes so she whispered his name. "Mulder" He tensed, stopped breathing and waited without opening his eyes so she said his name again. "Mulder" This time he did open his eyes and what she saw almost broke her heart, he was scared. Scully realized that the time was now, no more guessing games, no more innuendoes. Mulder was scared because he didn't know how she would react, how she truly felt, she knew he knew that she cared about him, but at this moment in time she wanted him to know that she loved him as well. There was no reason to be scared anymore and she was going to show him. "Scully, I'm so..." "Shhhh" Scully quickly placed her fingers to Mulder's lips. No more talking, no more apologizing, it was time to just feel and Scully was going to make it happen. She smiled and looked into his eyes knowing her emotions were out there for him to see. She watched as the fear left his eyes replaced by a smile and a growing awareness of what was about to happen. Scully's hand traced the contours of Mulder's bottom lip moving off to his cheek and then around through his hair to the nape of his neck. With their eyes never leaving each other she brought his head down the last few inches to her own, closing the distance both emotionally and physically at last. The kiss started out soft as they reassured each other that this was what they both wanted. It quickly became anything but soft though as their need and desire finally became too much to hold back any longer. They couldn't be sure who deepened the kiss first, maybe they both did, it wasn't important. As their mouths opened and their tongues slid against each other someone moaned, it felt too good not to. While their mouths were otherwise engaged, Mulder had used to opportunity to reposition himself so that he was lying squarely on top of Scully, letting his elbows take the brunt of his weight as his hands weaved throughout her hair. Scully meanwhile couldn't keep her hands still. They touched and caressed every part of Mulder that she could reach, taking delight in the feel of his muscles flexing in his back and shoulders. Scully loved the feel and weight of Mulder on top of her. Usually she found this position confining and lacking any sense of control but to her delight that's exactly what she found so exhilarating about it now. The idea of giving up control to Mulder just seemed natural because at the same time she knew that Mulder was doing the exact thing with her. They were partners in every sense of the word, they didn't need to battle for superiority, they delighted in being equals so it just followed that they would feel the same in this new aspect of their relationship. Mulder broke the kiss and moved onto Scully's earlobe and neck. God, she smelt and tasted so good. "Mulder" "Yeah," came his muffled reply from the depths of her neck. Scully took a moment to breath before even trying to form a cohesive sentence, god, that man knew how to use that mouth and why wouldn't he, she long suspected that he never passed the oral stage of development and now she was immeasurably thankful. "Mulder," she tried again, "we're wearing too many cloths for me to do what I really want to do." Mulder stopped and looked down at Scully. Her lips were swollen from where they had assaulted each other, her face was flushed, her breathing hard and her eyes were the darkest shade of blue he had ever seen. His pants which had been growing progressively tighter and tighter now became painfully encompassing, he wanted them off now but tonight wasn't a night to rush things and Scully came first. Mulder smiled down at the woman lying underneath him, this was going to be fun. Mulder slid Scully's arms out of her jacket and tossed it behind him. Grabbing the bottom of her green sweater, Mulder inched it up Scully's body slowly. He delighted in every section of bare flesh that he exposed, taking his time, working it over with his mouth. Mulder seemed to have gotten lost in her belly button but Scully didn't seem to mind, squirming this way and that as her sensitized skin received a Mulder tongue-lashing. Mulder managed to keep up the slow pace until he reached her breasts and then her shirt was just in the way. Carefully, yet quickly removing the garment up and over her head, Mulder sat back and stared at Scully's breasts. "Uh, Mulder, are you okay there," Scully asked after Mulder made no move to continue. "I'm sorry Scully, but I'm staring at your boobs." "I kind of got that much Mulder, is there something wrong with them?" "Yes" Scully's heart stopped, oh god, did Mulder not like them, were they too small? "What exactly is wrong with them?" Scully asked with the beginnings of irritation. "They've got that black bra on them and as much as I like your lingerie Scully, I would rather have the taste of your flesh in my mouth then lace." Scully couldn't help it, she laughed, leave it to Mulder to make her laugh during sex. It was at that point that Scully realized that sex with Mulder was not only going to good but fun as well. "Well, if you don't like it, take it off." Before Scully had even finished the sentence Mulder had the front clasp unhooked and the material parted off to the side. All rational thought left her as Mulder took her left nipple into her mouth, both biting and licking it at the same time. Her right breast was not to be ignored either, Mulder's hand seemed to be mimicking what his mouth was doing and Scully nearly came from the sensation alone. Mulder moved from one breast to another until the stimulation became almost painful and just when Scully thought that she could take no more, he moved up to kiss her again. Scully latched onto his mouth, entwining her fingers with his right hand as his left hand worked its way down her body to the zipper on her skirt. Scully lifted her hips as Mulder removed her skirt and threw it on the floor in the general direction of her shirt and then he stopped again, staring at her underwear. "Something wrong with my panties now as well," Scully arched her eyebrow and asked as he caressed her hip. "Ooh, Scully, g-string, I am so turned on right now." Scully reached down and cupped Mulder through his jeans both of them realizing suddenly that this was the first time she has ever touched him in such a manner. They both stopped breathing for a second before Mulder let out an animalistic growl. "Well I would hope so," Scully croaked as she caressed his length through the material of his pants. Once Scully touched him she couldn't seem to get enough. Grabbing the ends of his shirt, she yanked it over his head, as he tossed it to the ground with the rest of the discarded cloths. She let her hands run down his arms, delighting in the way goosebumps seemed to follow the path of her hands. She had always loved Mulder's chest, the way it was muscular and firm but not too muscular. She let her fingers dance across his nipples, watching as they puckered and hardened beneath her touch. Mulder's head had fallen forward and he watched her with clouded eyes. Scully played with the expanse of his chest and unbuttoned his pants to cup his flesh in her hands. Mulder had let his hand wander down and under the elastic of Scully's panties, gently cupping her before he let his fingers wander from her folds to her clit and back again. Scully was making little moaning noises, beyond the point of caring what she sounded like. Mulder gave Scully a quick kiss before he slowly slid down her body trailing kisses as he goes and taking her underwear along with him. She now lay completely nude before him and it was all Mulder could do not to give off a tarzanic yell of triumph. Scully parted her thighs for Mulder giving his access to the spot she so desperately needed him to be. Never taking his eyes from her face Mulder breathed her musky scent in before slowly, ever so slowly lowering his mouth to her. His first order of business was to lick her from top to bottom which required him to hold her down as she nearly came off the bed at the first contact with his mouth. Parting her folds with his hand, Mulder licked her again allowing his tongue to delve into her. In and out, he tried to get his tongue as far into her as possible. God she was so wet and he was lapping her up like a kitten at a bowl of milk. Scully's head was thrown back, her lips slightly parted and she was making the most beautiful noises Mulder had ever heard in his life all because of what he was doing to her. In fact, Scully was about to die. She knew for a fact, in her medical opinion, that a body could not handle this much pleasure. She was waiting for the moment when her heart would burst from the sensations that Mulder was creating with his mouth, only to yell when Mulder replaced his mouth with his fingers, two to be precise. God, where did he learn to do that, nevermind she didn't want to know, just God please don't let him stop. Who knew that Scully was so vocal during sex, yet another plus to add to his growing list of things he loves about Scully. Mulder had two fingers in Scully, slowly pumping in and out as he circled her clit with his tongue, never fully touching it. On the down stroke of his fingers, Mulder was curling them inwards towards her inner wall searching for that one magical spot that was so illusive in woman. Each stroke gently scraping his nail along her insides all along keeping up the movement of his mouth. He must have been doing something right because Scully was not only getting tighter and tighter but she was also getting louder. "Oh...yeah...Mulder, right there...god...don't stop...please..." Not that he had any notion of stopping in the first place. Mulder redoubled his efforts, pumping his fingers faster and faster, keeping in time with the movement of his tongue. He knew that she was on the brink, he could feel her hovering on the edge. Without any warning, Mulder sucked Scully's clit into his mouth hard and swift and that's all it took to push her over the edge. Scully let out a wail that sounded suspiciously like his name and shot up to almost a sitting position as she climaxed hard around Mulder's fingers and mouth. Mulder held on to her and rode out her orgasm with her, slowing down his fingers and mouth as she came down from her high. Scully sank back onto the bed, completely exhausted, she couldn't remember ever coming so hard in her life. She felt Mulder slide up her body, stopping above her with a triumphant grin on his face. If she had been able to move she would have attempted to wipe that grin off but unfortunately her muscles didn't seem to work. Mulder leaned down and kissed Scully, long, hard and wet. He still had the taste of her on his tongue and it mingled in their mouths, surprisingly turning Scully on even more. "Did you like that?" Mulder asked lazily and Scully could only laugh in reply. His arrogance was going to be a problem but one that she felt capable of dealing with. Scully reached down into Mulder's pants once again and watched as he flinched with a mixture of pleasure and pain. She didn't think that it was possible for him to get any harder but she was determined to try. "Seems to me that you have a little situation going on down here, Mulder." "Little?" Mulder actually managed to look offended. "Well, maybe not so little, how about we take a look." Scully hooked her fingers into the waistband of both his boxers and jeans and pulled them down carefully over Mulder's not so little erection. In fact, Scully was more then impressed by his size. This was going to be fun, she thought. When his jeans joined the growing pile of cloths on the floor Scully, without warning, flipped Mulder onto his back, straddling his groin. She ground her pelvis onto his crotch and watched as he groaned and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Well that was an interesting reaction she thought and extremely cute. Sliding down his legs, Scully settled herself above his penis and slowly stroked him from balls to tip front and back, paying close attention to the underside of his erection. Placing one hand around the base of his cock and the other one caressing his balls, Scully wound her tongue around the tip of his dick spreading the drop of moisture there across his entire head. Mulder's breathing had become short and heavy, and he was making little grunting noises with each swipe of her tongue but his eyes never left her, watching as she laved him up and down. Just when he thought he couldn't stand it anymore, Scully took him into her mouth. She took as much of him in as she could manage, which was pretty impressive, that woman had a throat which at the moment was humming causing lightning like sensations to steak up and down his cock and congregate in his balls. Jesus is Mulder knew Scully's mouth could do this, he would have jumped her years ago. As Scully started to bob up and down on his dick and fondled his balls all rational thought left his brain which made sense since all his blood had suddenly moved south. Mulder could feel the urgent need for release approaching at an astonishing pace and if he didn't stop Scully and that beautiful mouth soon things were going to get messy. "Scully...god Scully...you...you need to stop..." Scully just looked at him innocently, raised her eyebrow and continued to work away on him. "I want...I want to come...oh yeah...in you...Scully ," Mulder pleaded and that seemed to get Scully's attention because she let him go with an audible pop and crawled back up him. Mulder gulped in gasps of air as he tried to regain some control over himself. Scully, smiling like the kitty that ate the canary laid down on top of him and idling played with his nipples. There was something about Mulder's nipples that absolutely fascinated her. Mulder eyed Scully, "well aren't you pleased with yourself." "As a matter of fact..." And just like that Scully was on her back with Mulder firmly positioned between her legs. It wasn't an unpleasant position to be in and Scully just laughed and kissed Mulder playfully. This night couldn't possibly get any better Scully thought just before to her surprise it did. Mulder firmly yet slowly slid into Scully, both of them taken by surprise at the sensations being generated. All laughter stopped as Mulder stretched, filled and sank completely into Scully. They both looked at each other and gave a collective gasp. Nothing had ever felt so right for them before. Every moment in their lives, every choice they had ever made led to this one moment in time, this one perfect union and they both knew it. The amount of love that Scully felt for this man was more then she could contain and she reached up and ran her hand across his face, memorizing the feel and look of him. Mulder couldn't for the life of him look away, the look in Scully's eyes was there because of him and he was awed by it's power. Scully shifted underneath him, lifting her legs up and around his lower back and to the amazement of both of them, Mulder sank even deeper into her causing them both to moan from the sensation. Slowly as to not break the moment, Mulder began to move, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in to the hilt. Mulder kept his strokes long, slow and deep, reveling in the looks passing across Scully's face each time he sank into her. Scully tightened her thighs around Mulder's sides and gripped his ass, pushing him unbelievably deeper and deeper into her. Soon long and slow movements weren't enough anymore and their pace increased as the tension in their bodies reached astonishing levels. Scully could feel her orgasm gathering and let Mulder know exactly what he was doing to her as it approached which in turn made Mulder more frantic in his need to make her come again. Soon all pretense of finesse was lost as Mulder pumped furiously in and out of Scully with wild abandon. This was going to be so good but if Scully didn't hurry up he was going to be enjoying it without her. Grabbing her hips Mulder lifted Scully slightly for a better angle accidently hitting some mysterious spot because Scully just snapped. "YES...MULDER...OH GOD...MULDER!" And just like that Scully was over the edge and convulsing around him. Mulder needed no further encouragement and in a couple of hard strokes he gushed into her over and over again as he screamed her name Mulder collapsed on Scully and quickly rolled onto his back taking her with him. It had been awhile since he had had sex but he didn't remember it ever being that good. He was also more than just a little proud of his performance since Scully was having a hard time breathing and didn't seem to be able to move, not bad for being almost 40. Scully, meanwhile, couldn't move but more importantly, she didn't want to, life was too perfect right now. Making love to Mulder just seemed so right, no regrets or remorse were overtaking her now that they had taken the final step. The only thing that was settling over her was bliss as she laid limbs entwined with Mulder. She loved this man, she had just demonstrated it physically, the only thing left to do was to say it out loud, she was no longer afraid to do so. Apparently neither was Mulder. "I love you," he whispered as his lips were pressed into her hair and he absently stroked through the mass of auburn. He said it almost as if to himself, whispered on a breath, whispered on a pray but it was all the encouragement that she needed. Scully leaned back far enough so that she could see his face clearly and still keep in contact with his body. She gently caressed his face with her hand. "Seeing Daniel again forced me to examine where my life is at this time and the choices I have made that have led me here. My life is so different than what I imagined it would be when I first knew him. So very different than I imagined." Scully eyes searched Mulder's face for understanding and the love she saw shining back encouraged her go on. "Daniel thought that I had made the wrong choice, chosen the wrong path when I left, he didn't understand, he still doesn't. But I do, now more than ever." Scully took a breath. She had spent the weekend chasing Mulder, without knowing that that was what she had been doing. Examining the path not chosen as opposed to the one she was walking now. "The choices we make might lead to different paths, Mulder, different lives... but what I discovered this weekend, what I finally let myself see, was and is... that all my paths lead to you." Scully could feel the tears slip silently down her face and watched as they were mirrored in Mulder's knowing that they were tears of discovery and joy. She finally allowed herself to say what she had longed to say for so long but was never ready to do until this moment. "This is where I'm suppose to be, Mulder...I know what I have now...I love you." The words were barely out of her mouth when she felt Mulder's lips press up against hers. It was a gentle and loving kiss, one filled with promises of many tomorrows. Scully laid her head back on Mulder's chest and let the rhythmic rubbing of his hand through her hair to lull her to sleep, happy and content. Mulder lay there with Scully in his arms feeling more at peace then he could remember. She loved him. She had said it, which was just as magical as their love making. While he and Scully didn't believe in the same God, moments like these made him want to. For the first time in a long time, he knew that he would have no problems sleeping this night, not with Scully finally in his arms. Mulder tightened his grip on his slumbering partner and welcomed the dreams to come. Scully woke at 5 a.m. feeling relaxed and content. She was still wrapped around Mulder who was softly snoring in his sleep. He looked so young and carefree and she smiled because she knew that she had a little something to do with that look. Reluctantly, she untangled her limbs from Mulder and got out of bed to look for her cloths. She needed to go home not because she wanted to, she would be quite content to snuggle up against her partner and spend the day in bed, but because work called and she did not have the means necessary to prepare for another day at the FBI here at Mulder's. She dressed quickly in the bathroom putting herself together as best she could for the ride home. Entering Mulder's bedroom again she drew her jacket from the end of his bed and put it on. She glanced at Mulder's sleeping form now understanding that life is made up of moments and that this was one that she would always savor. Life is a journey made of choices and paths and they would travel down theirs together. ************************************ Author's Notes: Alright I know that it's pure smut but it was easy to write. Please let me know what you think. This is my first attempt at Fan Fiction, if you like it, I might try again. I'm at AgentXsley@aol.com