Epilogue
A pair of pants, unfolded, lay strewn on the back of the brand new living room couch. Dishes littered the table. The candles that had been lit were nearly the end of their wick and the room was basked in a warm glow.
There were two pairs of shoes strewn about the floor. A pair of boxers lay on top of a discarded skirt. A shirt was flung haphazardly over the fishtank, the fish peeking out from either side of the fabric.
An empty wine bottle was toppled over on top of the coffee table. Two glasses stood empty next to the bottle, which was now rolling slowly towards the edge of the table. It hit the floor with a loud thud, but did not break.
A soft groan came from the floor. "As nice as that once, I think I killed my back." Fox Mulder wore a grimace of pain that he attempted to smile through. A similar groan was uttered by his partner, who was lying directly next to him, naked save for a quilt which was draped carelessly over her small frame.
"Urh, who knew we'd be THAT frantic?" She said, caressing her back. Mulder nodded, and winced and began to rub his own back. "At least this is a new rug." He replied, his attempt at optimism failing. Scully rolled over and smiled down at her partner.
"I'm quite glad that I called them. Things seemed to work out quite well, although very surprising." She leaned down and kissed his ear and sighing. He sighed along with her, ignoring the ache in his back just long enough to join her in a moment of peace. Scully laid back down, but Mulder reached over and twined her hand with his. He brought it to his mouth and kissed it, then letting their hands fall back to the floor with a dull thud.
"See, but what I find ironic..." Mulder said, rolling over and nipping at Scully's neck, "Is that it took five gay men to finally get us into bed... or the... floor. Whatever."
--- THE END!... or IS IT!?!?! Dun, dun, dun...
Thank you to all of you who replied to my story. It really gave me the juice to keep me going. You may not think that authors really take those comments to heart, but I do. I really thank you all.
A pair of pants, unfolded, lay strewn on the back of the brand new living room couch. Dishes littered the table. The candles that had been lit were nearly the end of their wick and the room was basked in a warm glow.
There were two pairs of shoes strewn about the floor. A pair of boxers lay on top of a discarded skirt. A shirt was flung haphazardly over the fishtank, the fish peeking out from either side of the fabric.
An empty wine bottle was toppled over on top of the coffee table. Two glasses stood empty next to the bottle, which was now rolling slowly towards the edge of the table. It hit the floor with a loud thud, but did not break.
A soft groan came from the floor. "As nice as that once, I think I killed my back." Fox Mulder wore a grimace of pain that he attempted to smile through. A similar groan was uttered by his partner, who was lying directly next to him, naked save for a quilt which was draped carelessly over her small frame.
"Urh, who knew we'd be THAT frantic?" She said, caressing her back. Mulder nodded, and winced and began to rub his own back. "At least this is a new rug." He replied, his attempt at optimism failing. Scully rolled over and smiled down at her partner.
"I'm quite glad that I called them. Things seemed to work out quite well, although very surprising." She leaned down and kissed his ear and sighing. He sighed along with her, ignoring the ache in his back just long enough to join her in a moment of peace. Scully laid back down, but Mulder reached over and twined her hand with his. He brought it to his mouth and kissed it, then letting their hands fall back to the floor with a dull thud.
"See, but what I find ironic..." Mulder said, rolling over and nipping at Scully's neck, "Is that it took five gay men to finally get us into bed... or the... floor. Whatever."
--- THE END!... or IS IT!?!?! Dun, dun, dun...
Thank you to all of you who replied to my story. It really gave me the juice to keep me going. You may not think that authors really take those comments to heart, but I do. I really thank you all.