TEN DAY LEAVE (3/3)
AUTHOR: CORRAN
RATING: PG-13
CATEGORY: MSR, UST, a bit H
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: GOSSAMER; CRONICLE X; SPOOKY´S;
XEMPLARY; EPHEMERAL
ALL OTHERS PLEASE ASK FIRST
FEEDBACK: hell, YES! Starfish666@email.com
SPOILERS: none I could think of
SUMMARY: Skinner forces Mulder and Scully to take a 10 day leave, and the
dynamic duo decides to have some fun
DISCLAIMER: I don´t own these characters. They belong to CC, 1013 and Fox.
But I think David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson own them as well.
AUTOR´S NOTES: well, you asked for it...
HOMEPAGE: http://www.geocities.com/corran_14776/index.html
PART 3
I slowly wake up in my bed and am a little disoriented at first. How did I get here?
Let´s see...The last thing I remember is Billy Joel singing about loving and needing
someone and Mulder holding me in his strong arms.
I didn´t resist. In fact, I liked it very much. I felt safe.
So safe that I dozed off. Argh.
Mulder must have brought me up here. It´s a shame that I was asleep and missed
that. He could have stayed...Nope! It´s too late for such thoughts today. I can´t
think straight.
I get up to change into my nightgown, Mulder obviously didn´t dare to do that.
When sleep claims me again my last conscious thought reaches out for Mulder in
the next room. *Sleep well. I love you.*
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Exactly at 7 am my radio clock goes off and I stretch to slap it off. Damn. Must´ve
forgotten that I´m on *vacation*.
As I reach for that stupid thing I hear one of my favourite songs and decide to let it
play awhile.
...Why is my heart aching
To hold you forever
Give a part of me I thought I'd never
Give again to someone I could lose
If I'm not in love with you
Why in every fantasy
Do I feel your arms embracing me
Lovers lost in sweet desire
Why in dreams do I surrender
Lying with you baby
Someone help explain this feeling
Someone tell me...
Oh shit! Now I know there has to be a conspiracy. It seemes that all singers and
songwriters have united to shake Mulder and me out of our invisible fortresses where
we´re hiding the more vulnerable parts of ourselves.
I finally turn the radio off. For now I´ve had enough of that crap.
I start for the bathroom and collide with Mulder who´s still slightly damp from the
shower and only clad in a towel.
"Hey, not so fast. Good morning."
"Morning, Scully" he answers with a smile.
He´s in an awfully good mood so early in the morning.
"Your mom´s already up. She said breakfast will be ready in about 20 minutes. I was
just on my way to wake you."
Whoa! What did he just say? He wanted to wake me? Only wearing a towel?!
If he had done that we could have easily missed breakfast. And we sure as hell wouldn´t
have left the room very often today, if you know what I mean.
I can hardly keep my hands off of him when he´s fully clothed, but a towel? I may have
much self-control, but...I´m only human. Well, let´s just say that I wouldn´t throw him
off the edge of my bed.
Jeez, I need a shower! A very cold one!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
During the breakfast we keep the conversation light. Though I want to talk to Mulder
about last night I can´t find the right words.
When we´re finished mom asks us if we could do the grocery-shopping. Mulder
immediately agrees. He´s really beginning to get into this *normal life* stuff. Or it´s just
his way to thank mom for letting him stay here.Only that he´s forgetting that he´s no
guest to my mom but family. Now more than ever, since his mom died lately.
When we arrive at the grocery store he asks "So what do normal people eat, Scully?"
"I have no idea", I say , a little confused. "We should have asked mom for a list."
"Come one, let´s go inside and try to do what the other´s do."
So we troll the aisles and throw everything that looks good to us into the cart. Pizza,
iced tea, sunflower seeds, salad and other stuff. And ice cream. Lot´s of it, ´cause we
can´t agree on what flavours to take.
Mom just smiles at our aquisitions. "Do you know what you both are?" she asks.
"Two big kids." Then she hands each of us a bowl of his favourite ice cream (how the
hell does she know which ice cream Mulder likes? Mommy radar?) and sends us in the
garden so that we´re not *standing in her way*.
Hmm, I think she overdoes that mommy-thing a bit. Nevertheless we go out into the
sun and sit down in the gras.
Though I´m not looking at him I know that Mulder is watching me eat my ice cream.
"Let me taste yours?" he asks coyly and I have to laugh.
"Want me to feed you?"
"Exactly. When your mom says I´m behaving like a child then someone has to feed
me. I´ll even let you taste mine, too."
So we dig into our ice cream bowls and feed each other spoonfulls. I never thought
this could be so much fun. And I´m sure mom has a great time spying on us.
Sitting beside Mulder and while feeding him is a bit uncomfortable, so I move
closer to get better access to his mouth. He looks surprised when I finally straddle
him but doesn´t complain. I hold out another spoon-full of ice cream and let it dance
in front of Mulder´s beautiful nose. He tries to snap at it but fails and so his nose digs
into the ice cream.
"Ha! I got you!" I say and he chuckles.
"Just you wait..."
Then he sets our bowls carefully aside and starts a tickle-attack on me until we both
barely can breathe.
We sink back into the gras, still laughing and entangled with each other. My head rests
on Mulder´s chest and I can not only hear his breathing but I can feel it as well.
By the way, I can feel something else, too. Mulder is aroused. I move a bit and can feel
his penis harden even more at my stomach. He tries to shift away from me but I won´t
let him. I lift my head from his chest and look into his beautiful hazel eyes.
"It´s okay", I tell him and he sighs.
He begins to gently brush my arm with his warm hand. Up and down. I could get used
to this.
*What would he do if you tried to kiss him?* a little voice in my head asks.
I have no idea. Should I risk it?
*Sure* little-voice answers. Oh my, I´m talking with myself. So what?
*Okay, this is it then* I think to myself and crawl up to him so that I can feel his breath
on me.
Mulder looks somewhat quizzical at me and opens his mouth to speak. This is my chance.
I seal his lips with a kiss, nipping and suckling at his pouty lower lip, gegging with my
tongue for entrance. And he´s kissing me back. Our tongues meet and we explore each
others mouths slowly. Carefully memorizing each corner for future reference.
Too soon we have to part because of need for some air.
"Whoa! Where did that come from, Scully?"
I smile shyly at him. "Mulder, I have something to tell you."
He starts to say something but I silence him with a finger on his lips.
"No, please let me finish this." He nods at me and I take a deep breath and continue.
"I´m tired of waiting, Mulder. I´m tired of only dreaming about things that are normal for
other people. I don´t want to be alone any longer. I don´t want to waste any more time.
I don´t want to hide my feelings anymore. I´m tired of fighting against it. I can´t. I want
to be happy for a change. I...I love you, Mulder."
I´m crying now and there are tears on Mulder´s face, too. But though his eyes are
swimming with tears I can see the love in them. Why haven´t I noticed that before?
He pulls me back down to kiss me with a passion no other man has ever kissed me.
"I love you, too, Scully", he says and adds softly "I´ve been in love with you for a long
time and there´ll be never someone else for me."
He loves me back... Oh God, thank you!
My hands snake over his chest wanting to feel everything of him. He´s carressing me
wherever his hands can reach. While kissing him again I start to tug at his shirt to get it
off the pants but he stops me and chuckles. I look disappointed at him.
"Do you realize that we´re still in the backyard of your mom´s and that we´re giving her
and probably some neighbors quite a show here?"
I have to laugh at that. I´ve totally forgotten about it.
"Geez, I feel like I´m making out with my girl on her parents couch and they´re
watching us."
"Girl?"
Mulder just gives me an impish smile.
"Well, let´s move this party then." I suggest.
"Are you sure about this, Scully? Don´t you want us to slow down a bit? You know,
starting with things like really talking, learn more about each other, dating..."
"Mulder, you´re priceless. All I want is you. We´ve been together for nearly 7 years now.
What could we possibly not know of each other?"
"Oh, many things. *Normal* things. Like your favourite color, what movies you like,
which animals...Something like that.And perhaps you could tell me..."
"What?"
"What you love about me. WHY you love me..." He´s silent for a moment as if he waits
for an answer. I want to give it to him but he suddenly asks with a smirk, "Which kind of
underwear do you prefer? Lace? Leather?"
I smack him playfully on the shoulder.
"God, no. Actually, I like silk. I like the feel of it on my skin."
"What about lace?"
"Nah, that stuff scratches too much. My skin gets irritated and I get red marks."
"And about your other questions... I like blue, green and black, movies that you would call
chick flicks, dogs, rabbits and horses. I your need to know more satisfied for the moment?"
"What about me?" he asks seriously. "Why for gods sake do you love me? I´m such a mess,
Scully. You deserve better."
His forelorn expression gets him a big hug from me.
"Oh, you´re such a fool. But you´re my fool now. Why should I not love you, you big silly?
You´re the bravest and most caring person I´ve ever met. You were there when I needed you.
And you love me. What more could I wish for?"
I gently trace his lips with my fingertips.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" That gets me an insecure look. "I love your eyes,
your lips... Have You ever realized that I was watching you? That I was watching your back
in a different way than appropriate between partners? I love your body. I could barely take
my eyes off of you sometimes. And keeping my hands off of you was *really* difficult.
You´re pure eye-candy. "
"You don´t need to control your hands anymore, you know?"
"Yeah, that´s definitely better than just watching."
He leans in for another soul-searing kiss and I hear a soft moan escape my throat. I need to
stop this before we go too far. After all we´re still in mom´s backyard. I have to distract
Mulder someway to get him in the house.
"Mulder?" I murmur against his lips. "I want to ask you something."
He´s now nibbling on my neck and looks at me expectingly. A wicked grin creeps over
my face.
"Would you do me a favour?"
"Everything in my powers. I´d even spend a day with Bill jr. if it makes you happy", he
says and twists his face. "Well, maybe not a whole day..."
"Nope, nothing like that. No need to be afraid of bid ol´ Bill." Hmm, he seems relieved.
"Would you model your Speedos for me? I ask shyly, unsure what answers I´ll get.
Mulder gives me a quick kiss, then stands and pulls me up and wraps his arms around me.
"Nothing easier than that. Where do you want me to pose? Your room or mine?"
"Mine. Come on, let´s go in, california dream boy." I answer impatiently, tug on his sleeve
and drag him to my room.
I get the feeling that we won´t leave that room very often for the rest of our ten day leave.
I guess I have to thank Skinner for that.
END
AUTHOR`S NOTES: Yippie! I´ve finished the longest story I´ve ever written. I know that
the third part is lacking something but I really don´t know how to change that. If you have
any suggestions...feel free to tell me.
AUTHOR: CORRAN
RATING: PG-13
CATEGORY: MSR, UST, a bit H
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: GOSSAMER; CRONICLE X; SPOOKY´S;
XEMPLARY; EPHEMERAL
ALL OTHERS PLEASE ASK FIRST
FEEDBACK: hell, YES! Starfish666@email.com
SPOILERS: none I could think of
SUMMARY: Skinner forces Mulder and Scully to take a 10 day leave, and the
dynamic duo decides to have some fun
DISCLAIMER: I don´t own these characters. They belong to CC, 1013 and Fox.
But I think David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson own them as well.
AUTOR´S NOTES: well, you asked for it...
HOMEPAGE: http://www.geocities.com/corran_14776/index.html
PART 3
I slowly wake up in my bed and am a little disoriented at first. How did I get here?
Let´s see...The last thing I remember is Billy Joel singing about loving and needing
someone and Mulder holding me in his strong arms.
I didn´t resist. In fact, I liked it very much. I felt safe.
So safe that I dozed off. Argh.
Mulder must have brought me up here. It´s a shame that I was asleep and missed
that. He could have stayed...Nope! It´s too late for such thoughts today. I can´t
think straight.
I get up to change into my nightgown, Mulder obviously didn´t dare to do that.
When sleep claims me again my last conscious thought reaches out for Mulder in
the next room. *Sleep well. I love you.*
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Exactly at 7 am my radio clock goes off and I stretch to slap it off. Damn. Must´ve
forgotten that I´m on *vacation*.
As I reach for that stupid thing I hear one of my favourite songs and decide to let it
play awhile.
...Why is my heart aching
To hold you forever
Give a part of me I thought I'd never
Give again to someone I could lose
If I'm not in love with you
Why in every fantasy
Do I feel your arms embracing me
Lovers lost in sweet desire
Why in dreams do I surrender
Lying with you baby
Someone help explain this feeling
Someone tell me...
Oh shit! Now I know there has to be a conspiracy. It seemes that all singers and
songwriters have united to shake Mulder and me out of our invisible fortresses where
we´re hiding the more vulnerable parts of ourselves.
I finally turn the radio off. For now I´ve had enough of that crap.
I start for the bathroom and collide with Mulder who´s still slightly damp from the
shower and only clad in a towel.
"Hey, not so fast. Good morning."
"Morning, Scully" he answers with a smile.
He´s in an awfully good mood so early in the morning.
"Your mom´s already up. She said breakfast will be ready in about 20 minutes. I was
just on my way to wake you."
Whoa! What did he just say? He wanted to wake me? Only wearing a towel?!
If he had done that we could have easily missed breakfast. And we sure as hell wouldn´t
have left the room very often today, if you know what I mean.
I can hardly keep my hands off of him when he´s fully clothed, but a towel? I may have
much self-control, but...I´m only human. Well, let´s just say that I wouldn´t throw him
off the edge of my bed.
Jeez, I need a shower! A very cold one!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
During the breakfast we keep the conversation light. Though I want to talk to Mulder
about last night I can´t find the right words.
When we´re finished mom asks us if we could do the grocery-shopping. Mulder
immediately agrees. He´s really beginning to get into this *normal life* stuff. Or it´s just
his way to thank mom for letting him stay here.Only that he´s forgetting that he´s no
guest to my mom but family. Now more than ever, since his mom died lately.
When we arrive at the grocery store he asks "So what do normal people eat, Scully?"
"I have no idea", I say , a little confused. "We should have asked mom for a list."
"Come one, let´s go inside and try to do what the other´s do."
So we troll the aisles and throw everything that looks good to us into the cart. Pizza,
iced tea, sunflower seeds, salad and other stuff. And ice cream. Lot´s of it, ´cause we
can´t agree on what flavours to take.
Mom just smiles at our aquisitions. "Do you know what you both are?" she asks.
"Two big kids." Then she hands each of us a bowl of his favourite ice cream (how the
hell does she know which ice cream Mulder likes? Mommy radar?) and sends us in the
garden so that we´re not *standing in her way*.
Hmm, I think she overdoes that mommy-thing a bit. Nevertheless we go out into the
sun and sit down in the gras.
Though I´m not looking at him I know that Mulder is watching me eat my ice cream.
"Let me taste yours?" he asks coyly and I have to laugh.
"Want me to feed you?"
"Exactly. When your mom says I´m behaving like a child then someone has to feed
me. I´ll even let you taste mine, too."
So we dig into our ice cream bowls and feed each other spoonfulls. I never thought
this could be so much fun. And I´m sure mom has a great time spying on us.
Sitting beside Mulder and while feeding him is a bit uncomfortable, so I move
closer to get better access to his mouth. He looks surprised when I finally straddle
him but doesn´t complain. I hold out another spoon-full of ice cream and let it dance
in front of Mulder´s beautiful nose. He tries to snap at it but fails and so his nose digs
into the ice cream.
"Ha! I got you!" I say and he chuckles.
"Just you wait..."
Then he sets our bowls carefully aside and starts a tickle-attack on me until we both
barely can breathe.
We sink back into the gras, still laughing and entangled with each other. My head rests
on Mulder´s chest and I can not only hear his breathing but I can feel it as well.
By the way, I can feel something else, too. Mulder is aroused. I move a bit and can feel
his penis harden even more at my stomach. He tries to shift away from me but I won´t
let him. I lift my head from his chest and look into his beautiful hazel eyes.
"It´s okay", I tell him and he sighs.
He begins to gently brush my arm with his warm hand. Up and down. I could get used
to this.
*What would he do if you tried to kiss him?* a little voice in my head asks.
I have no idea. Should I risk it?
*Sure* little-voice answers. Oh my, I´m talking with myself. So what?
*Okay, this is it then* I think to myself and crawl up to him so that I can feel his breath
on me.
Mulder looks somewhat quizzical at me and opens his mouth to speak. This is my chance.
I seal his lips with a kiss, nipping and suckling at his pouty lower lip, gegging with my
tongue for entrance. And he´s kissing me back. Our tongues meet and we explore each
others mouths slowly. Carefully memorizing each corner for future reference.
Too soon we have to part because of need for some air.
"Whoa! Where did that come from, Scully?"
I smile shyly at him. "Mulder, I have something to tell you."
He starts to say something but I silence him with a finger on his lips.
"No, please let me finish this." He nods at me and I take a deep breath and continue.
"I´m tired of waiting, Mulder. I´m tired of only dreaming about things that are normal for
other people. I don´t want to be alone any longer. I don´t want to waste any more time.
I don´t want to hide my feelings anymore. I´m tired of fighting against it. I can´t. I want
to be happy for a change. I...I love you, Mulder."
I´m crying now and there are tears on Mulder´s face, too. But though his eyes are
swimming with tears I can see the love in them. Why haven´t I noticed that before?
He pulls me back down to kiss me with a passion no other man has ever kissed me.
"I love you, too, Scully", he says and adds softly "I´ve been in love with you for a long
time and there´ll be never someone else for me."
He loves me back... Oh God, thank you!
My hands snake over his chest wanting to feel everything of him. He´s carressing me
wherever his hands can reach. While kissing him again I start to tug at his shirt to get it
off the pants but he stops me and chuckles. I look disappointed at him.
"Do you realize that we´re still in the backyard of your mom´s and that we´re giving her
and probably some neighbors quite a show here?"
I have to laugh at that. I´ve totally forgotten about it.
"Geez, I feel like I´m making out with my girl on her parents couch and they´re
watching us."
"Girl?"
Mulder just gives me an impish smile.
"Well, let´s move this party then." I suggest.
"Are you sure about this, Scully? Don´t you want us to slow down a bit? You know,
starting with things like really talking, learn more about each other, dating..."
"Mulder, you´re priceless. All I want is you. We´ve been together for nearly 7 years now.
What could we possibly not know of each other?"
"Oh, many things. *Normal* things. Like your favourite color, what movies you like,
which animals...Something like that.And perhaps you could tell me..."
"What?"
"What you love about me. WHY you love me..." He´s silent for a moment as if he waits
for an answer. I want to give it to him but he suddenly asks with a smirk, "Which kind of
underwear do you prefer? Lace? Leather?"
I smack him playfully on the shoulder.
"God, no. Actually, I like silk. I like the feel of it on my skin."
"What about lace?"
"Nah, that stuff scratches too much. My skin gets irritated and I get red marks."
"And about your other questions... I like blue, green and black, movies that you would call
chick flicks, dogs, rabbits and horses. I your need to know more satisfied for the moment?"
"What about me?" he asks seriously. "Why for gods sake do you love me? I´m such a mess,
Scully. You deserve better."
His forelorn expression gets him a big hug from me.
"Oh, you´re such a fool. But you´re my fool now. Why should I not love you, you big silly?
You´re the bravest and most caring person I´ve ever met. You were there when I needed you.
And you love me. What more could I wish for?"
I gently trace his lips with my fingertips.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" That gets me an insecure look. "I love your eyes,
your lips... Have You ever realized that I was watching you? That I was watching your back
in a different way than appropriate between partners? I love your body. I could barely take
my eyes off of you sometimes. And keeping my hands off of you was *really* difficult.
You´re pure eye-candy. "
"You don´t need to control your hands anymore, you know?"
"Yeah, that´s definitely better than just watching."
He leans in for another soul-searing kiss and I hear a soft moan escape my throat. I need to
stop this before we go too far. After all we´re still in mom´s backyard. I have to distract
Mulder someway to get him in the house.
"Mulder?" I murmur against his lips. "I want to ask you something."
He´s now nibbling on my neck and looks at me expectingly. A wicked grin creeps over
my face.
"Would you do me a favour?"
"Everything in my powers. I´d even spend a day with Bill jr. if it makes you happy", he
says and twists his face. "Well, maybe not a whole day..."
"Nope, nothing like that. No need to be afraid of bid ol´ Bill." Hmm, he seems relieved.
"Would you model your Speedos for me? I ask shyly, unsure what answers I´ll get.
Mulder gives me a quick kiss, then stands and pulls me up and wraps his arms around me.
"Nothing easier than that. Where do you want me to pose? Your room or mine?"
"Mine. Come on, let´s go in, california dream boy." I answer impatiently, tug on his sleeve
and drag him to my room.
I get the feeling that we won´t leave that room very often for the rest of our ten day leave.
I guess I have to thank Skinner for that.
END
AUTHOR`S NOTES: Yippie! I´ve finished the longest story I´ve ever written. I know that
the third part is lacking something but I really don´t know how to change that. If you have
any suggestions...feel free to tell me.