It's Not Always About You
Post Never Again
Scully wasn't sure she heard correctly. "What did you say?"
"She's not you." He said a little quieter, more resigned. Then he went to sit down in the corner with his head between his knees.
She knelt in front of him and lifted his face. "Is that why you've been so mean to me lately?"
"You didn't deserve that," he acknowledged.
"Maybe I did." She said brushing hair from his forehead. "I'm the ice queen after all."
"Nah..just independent." Mulder's eyes were closing from fatigue. "How long do you think it'll be till they find us down here?"
"Not long I hope." She shivered as she sat beside him and pulled his head into her lap. "You rest."
Mulder wasn't sure if Scully was going to cuff him or not, but he gently kissed her cheek.
"Hey," she whispered. When he looked at her, her mouth lowered to his in a gentle kiss. "Try to rest okay?"
"Hmmm?" She said resting her head against the cold concrete.
"I'm sorry I've been such an ass."
"It's okay." She said softly. She ran her fingers along his scalp to try and soothe him.
"Not okay," he insisted. "I don't know how you put up with me," he murmured sleepily.
"Because I love you," she whispered.
"Hm..." He faintly smiled before his breathing started to even out.
One hand continued to run through his hair while the other lay draped across his stomach. His hand was on top of hers. "Mulder, do you know just how much I love you?" She whispered knowing he was asleep and couldn't hear her. "I love you so much...and I can't stand the thought of you not being in my life...or heart."
Three hours later, they were rescued.
Mulder hadn't touched or kissed her since he'd woken. Her heart was breaking. Give him your heart and he stomps it...you should've known better.
She was opening her hotel room door now. That was when he put his hand on her elbow. "Don't go," he whispered.
"Why not?" She said turning to face him, her voice full of tears.
"I want to make it up to you...I want to show you..." he trailed off.
"Show me what, Mulder?" She leaned back against the hotel door.
He kissed her deeply. Her hands went to his hips as his tongue gently massaged hers. She moaned into his mouth as his hand gently brushed the skin under her shirt.
"Let me show you how much I love you," he whispered in her ear.
"You love me?" She whispered as his mouth loomed over hers.
"More than anything in the world." He kissed her again, a little more desperately this time.
She didn't break the kiss as she turned the key in the door and twisted the knob. She pulled him toward her room. He was outside the door and she was inside the door then. She broke the kiss. "Once you take that step, Mulder...everything changes." She stepped back giving him space to make his choice.
Mulder's response was to sweep Scully up in his arms and carry her over to the bed. He gently laid her down, covering her body with his.
After a few minutes of kissing and caressing through their clothes, she whispered breathlessly, "Get this off." She said clawing at his shirt.
A little numbly Mulder obliged. Her fingers gently traced a path up his stomach to his chest. She lightly ran her fingers through the soft thatch of hair there. She kissed his chest gently, running her tongue to one nipple and sucking gently.
Mulder groaned. He ached for her, but he wasn't sure if she was ready for him or not, so he remained still except for the slow caressing of his hands down her back.
She started on the buttons of her own shirt.
"Can I?" he asked, his voice starting to break on him.
She replaced her hands with his. "Please."
Reminding himself sternly to be gentle with her, Mulder unfastened the buttons on her blouse. As a new patch of skin was exposed, Mulder leaned in to press warm kisses on her.
"I'm not going to break," she said as she laid on her back and the shirt spread open and her toned stomach and still bra clad breasts were visible.
"I know you're not," Mulder reassured her. Me I'm not so sure about... He shook the thought away and continued his ministrations, carefully reaching behind her to remove her bra.
Her breath seemed to be caught in her throat. She was afraid to breath.
"It's alright, Dana," he whispered, looking up at her.
She ran her hand through his hair. "Is this real, Mulder?" Please don't wake me if I'm dreaming...
He gave her a crooked grin. "Well, if it is a dream, we're both in trouble." Mulder gently lifted her so he could remove her blouse and bra. His brow furrowed slightly in concentration as he began kissing and caressing her breasts.
She felt her heart skip a beat and whimpered out loud. She looked down at him. "God, your mouth...fire..."
He leaned up to kiss her softly. "Let yourself go," he whispered. "It's all about you."
She smiled softly. "It's about both of us."
"Not tonight." His tongue darted out to taste her again.
She shivered. "Mulder..."
His fingers went down to her jeans unfastening the zipper as he continued to probe and taste her skin.
She reached down to help him only to have her hands pinned above her head. "Aggressive...I like it."
He grinned at her as he tugged down her pants and panties. He wasted no time with touching her intimately.
She felt his hand and tongue on her inner thigh and the only thought in her head was how to get him out of his clothes too. She gripped the sheet with one hand and his hair with the other. She moaned softly.
"Like that huh, Princess?" he murmured.
"Only if I'm the only princess in your heart." She whispered.
He leaned up to kiss her.
She kissed him back. "You're way over dressed, Mulder." She reached for his jeans.
He swatted her hands away again. He began kissing down her inner thighs again, determined to make her lose control. Her breath escaped in gasps as his tongue teased and caressed her. "Let go," he urged her.
"I want you inside me." She said softly.
He looked into her eyes for a moment before getting up and removing his jeans and underwear.
Another shiver coursed through her body as she looked him over. She licked her lips. "Come on, Romeo." She gently tugged his arm so that he was on top of her once more. Her mouth found his neck and she nibbled.
"Ready?" he whispered in her ear.
The love making that followed was sweet and tender. Mulder showed her just how much he loved her. She saw into his soul. Just as she was letting go, she whispered, "If you ever leave me, take me with you." Pleasure coursed through her body and she shivered as he continued to thrust into her.
"Never leaving you..." He kissed her forehead as he groaned her name. "Let go..." He could feel that she was getting ready to let go a second time. He thrust a little harder.
She screamed his name as the passion built within her and burst. She felt like she was no longer a part of her own body. She clung to him.
Mulder followed a few moments later. Scully felt his tears against her skin. She held him tighter. "I love you." She kissed his head.
Mulder started to move off of her. He was afraid of squishing her. "Don't go." Her hands were on his back. "Please don't go."
"I'm bigger than you are. Don't want to squash you."
She tugged his chin so that I'm looking into his eyes. "Listen to me...I like the feel of you...pressing against me...touching me..."
"Sssh...okay, sweetheart." He gently kissed her sweaty forehead.
"This is forever, right?" She murmured as her eyelids drooped lazily.
She giggled. "Wouldn't have it any other way."
"Sleep, Princess," Mulder murmured gently as he kissed her neck again.
She sighed as her eyes slowly closed. "Be here when I wake up."
"I'll be here every morning if you want me…" Mulder's eyes widened at the slip. He hoped Scully wouldn't be scared by that.
"I want you." She fell asleep with a smile on her lips.