One More Wish
by: Tara Walsh
Post Date: 5/15/00
Rating: strong R, for sexual content
Category: Vignette, Post-ep-Smut/MSR
Spoilers: Je Souhaite
Archive: Sure, just let me know where.
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Summary: If Mulder could have had one more wish, what
would it have been? Think Shippy...really, really shippy!
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The world was back to normal, his fish were thriving, Scully
was with him watching Bill Murray chasing after a gopher
reigning terror on a golf course in Caddy Shack, the smell
of *un-buttered* popcorn filled the room, and somewhere,
there was a former genie drinking coffee, while the world
went by. Life was good.
But it could be better. Glancing side-ways at Scully, a
sudden-thought crossed Mulder's mind. Three wishes.
Why only three? Why as many as three? Why three?
Thinking back, he supposed he could have wished for
infinite wishes, but even that would get old after a while.
He wasn't sure that was possible any way, but if he could,
he would have wished for one more wish. A smirk tugged
at his lips at how desirably unoriginal that wish would be.
After all, he was a mere human, more focused on the big
picture rather than the specifics of creation. He was
also a man with more on his mind than conspiracies and the
paranormal... a lot more.
*****
He had dreamed of this moment, of pressing open-mouthed
kisses to every inch of Dana Scully's body, of hearing his
name on her lips with the word love following sometime
after, of being something she dreamed of...
His tongue delved deeply into her mouth, how his lips
sipped and nipped and tugged at hers, drawing the desire
she felt for him to the surface, and she helped bring their
warm flesh together. Circling one another in a seeking
embrace, he moved his hands possessively feeling the
dampness of her skin beneath his fingers. And all the while
he kissed her, and kissed her...
He took her breasts with the same focused tenderness he
put into his kiss, teasing and savoring and always wanting
more...
One hand sliding between her thighs was enough to unfurl
the heat within him, and he touched and caressed with that
same needy tenderness...
His name on her lips...
Pounding blood, trembling hands...soft and sweet seduction.
As one, the sounds escaping her...more eloquent than any
words. Clutching, deepening, tightening ...breathless,
endless ...shudder, cry...
"Mulder, I love you..."
Peace on Earth.
*****
His smile held fast, despite the elbow jab followed by an
unamused sigh.
"Mulder, you're not even watching this," Scully pointed out,
before leaning closer to him. "Are you okay? You look a
little flushed."
"I'm fine," he said, biting back a light-hearted laugh, "and I
am watching it, Scully."
"Not unless there's a glare off my hair were you watching it,
" she mumbled, tossing a piece of popcorn in her mouth.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yea, but something you said's bugging me."
"What?"
"Being here with me only makes you fairly happy? Come
on, Scully."
She wondered if it were possible to both hate and love a
man's lopsided grin. "Well, Mulder, the night's still young,
so maybe when I leave, you will have made me more than
fairly happy. Though, I've gotta say that Caddy Shack isn't
cutting it."
His lopsided grin broadened, and all he could think was...
I wish.
The End~
Author's Note:) I thought Je Souhaite was a very cute
episode, and oddly enough, I was inspired to write this little
bit of *controlled* smut. It's not much, but I hope you enjoy
it for what it's worth.
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