TITLE: LOVE IN AN ELEVATOR AUTHOR: ROSARIA PASSANISI E-MAIL: rosie@ix.netcom.com Okay Summer, I took up the gauntlet and here's my version of what happened in the elevator. Sorry about the delay, but my computer's been giving me fits ever since I installed Windows '95! Originally this piece was PG13 because after watching "Paperclip" I just couldn't see them doing it in the elevator, but then I remembered that this is fanfic and Voila, it magically became an NC17 story! I decided to go for it and make it a part of my "Back to Eden" and "31 Flavors" universe. Don't you just love creative license? ;-D BTW, to everyone who accepted Summer's dare... It was really great to see so many people take up the challenge! And what a variety of stories! That's what makes ATXC so much fun to be a part of... God I just love this group! :-) Disclaimer: All characters copyright of Ten Thirteen Productions and Chris Carter... No infringement is intended... I'd just like to borrow them for a little while... Okay, once again for those that might get bent out of shape by this story... WARNING!! Rated NC-17 PLUS it's extremely sappy and romantic! (That's what I like!) ;-D STOP RIGHT HERE if you're underage or if you just can't stomach this type of story! As for the rest of you... Enjoy! :-D ****************************************************************** "How did you know?" "I just knew" As Scully brushed past him to enter the elevator, Mulder caught the familiar scent of her perfume. His senses, still heightened from The Blessing Way ritual, seemed to intensify its sweet, subtle fragrance. It surrounded him, teasing and seductive, and he felt a burst of heat race through his body. All he could think of was that he wanted to take her in his arms and never let her go. His eyes were warm and there was a ghost of a smile on his face as he followed her into the lift. Pressing the button for the first floor, he turned to face her, one shoulder resting against the wall, his arms draped casually across his chest. There was an unfathomable look in his eyes as he stared at her, his gaze caressing each feature of her beautiful face and then automatically traveling downward before drifting back up again. His eyes held a definite gleam as they met hers and his mouth slanted up in a smile. Scully's heart began to pound as she returned his gaze, the silence in the small enclosure broken only by the hum of the elevator as it made its way down to the lobby. The sensuous way Mulder was looking at her was making her feel decidedly unsettled. She felt surrounded, overwhelmed by the sheer presence of him. A pleasant shiver traveled up her spine and shot out along her nerve endings as he continued to stare at her. He must have noticed her reaction because his smile broadened into a lazy grin that was so teasing, so charming, so totally male, that she felt the shiver of excitement burst into an explosion of heat deep in her abdomen. His lean body filled her field of vision as he moved to stand in front of her. She flushed slightly, focusing her gaze on the center of his chest. But he would have none of that. Mulder moved in very close and, crooking one finger under her chin, gently lifted her face until she was looking into his eyes. Dana drew in her breath at the longing and desire that was so clearly revealed in their depths and knew that he must be seeing those same feelings mirrored in her own. Taking her slender hand in his, he brushed his thumb back and forth in a delicate gesture that sent warm sparks skittering up her arm. Unconsciously, her hand tightened on his. "I missed you Dana," he said quietly as he gently pushed an imaginary wisp of hair away from her face. His fingers lingered, lightly tracing each feature. Scully's eyes darkened, her breath quickening as his fingers left a tingling sensation everywhere he touched her. Every nerve in her body was on fire and she was achingly aware of every move he made. Giving in to the feelings coursing through her, she brought her arms up to drape around his neck, pressing herself against him as she brought his head down to within reach of her lips. She felt a shudder pass through him as she began nuzzling the tender skin beneath his jaw then trailed little kisses back to his ear to teasingly trace its edge with the tip of her tongue. His hands, which had been resting lightly on her hips, wrapped around her, pulling her even tighter against him. His body was taut, and she could feel his arousal pressing against her hip. "Fox," she said in a breathless whisper, letting all the love she felt for him come out in his name. "Oh God, Fox, I missed you so much." Swaying into him, she shifted slightly, rising up on her toes to cradle him between her legs. Labored breathing and muffled moans filled the lift as passions exploded and restraints were thrown to the wind. Neither could touch or taste enough of the other. Hands boldly roamed as they kissed hungrily, sharing hot, open kisses spiraling them deeper and deeper down to the point of no return. *Ding* The door slid quietly open as the elevator finally reached the first floor. Startled, they both pulled back as the light from the hallway spilled into the elevator. A look of uncertainty and frustration passed between them; they were both now thoroughly aroused and struggling for control. Even though his body ached with wanting her and the passion clouding his brain was pushing him to finish what they had started, Mulder held back, waiting to see what Scully would do. Her hands were resting, palms down on his chest and he covered them with his own. With gentle pressure he held them there while he looked directly into her eyes, waiting, willing her to feel as he did. When she pulled away, he couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. But she wasn't going anywhere. Seeing the look in his eyes, she gave him a reassuring smile before suddenly reaching around him, and with a punch of a button, closed the door once again. "Now, where were we?" She asked in a husky voice as she stepped back into his arms, giving him a warm, sensuous smile. His heart turned over as he took in the look on her face. Smiling, he lowered his head to nuzzle and kiss a path up the side of her neck, murmuring, "Mmm... right here, I think... or was it here?" Her body moved restlessly against his as his lips hit a sensitive spot on the underside of her jaw. "Oh yes, right there..." she moaned, letting her head roll back. As she felt herself being pulled under in a sea of sensation, a disturbing thought formed in the back of her mind. "Skinner..." she murmured, trying to voice her thoughts as Mulder nibbled at the corners of her mouth, "Skinner might want to leave..." "So let him take the stairs," he whispered against her mouth before kissing her hungrily. Desire, white-hot, coursed through him as Scully met him with a passion that equaled his own. Finally giving in to desire and longing that had too long been denied, Scully pushed aside the now distant voice of logic and with no holds barred, gave herself up completely to the moment. Yes, the stairs... let him take the stairs... It was her last coherent thought before need consumed her. Her entire focus was now centered on pleasuring the man she loved and satisfying the hot throbbing demand between her legs. It had been too long... It had been so long since they had last been together and Mulder could barely contain his excitement. "I want you so much, and I don't want to stop." His voice was a harsh whisper. "I need you now, Dana." "And I need you," she returned just as urgently. Feverishly, they clung together, their unleashed desires pushing them past the point of no return. They couldn't stop touching each other. They couldn't stop kissing each other. Somehow, snaps were unsnapped, zippers were unzipped and pants and undergarments were pushed down to the floor, leaving their bodies open to the other. In one motion, Fox lifted Dana up his body, her arms gripping his shoulders and her legs wrapping around his waist as he slid into her. She was hot and wet and a million other things that he didn't want to waste brain cells on at the moment. He only knew that he felt complete every time he was inside her. He struggled to maintain some control, wanting to feel her release with his own. Already the passion that clouded his brain was driving his body to move faster, harder into the warm, tight heaven she offered. His mouth covered hers in a searing kiss hearing her moan deep in the back of her throat when he began mimicking the motions of his hips with his tongue. Dana clung to him, her back pressed against the wall as she met him stroke for stroke. She couldn't get enough of him; the exquisite joy she felt when he was inside her only intensifying her love for him. On that thought, she felt her first tiny tremor. He changed the rhythm, faster, harder, fuller, and each time she felt the tremors increase, felt herself convulse around him. Wave after wave of pure, blinding ecstasy washed over her as her body found the release it had been seeking. Breathing labored, Fox poured himself into her lush warmth as he felt her tighten around him. The world around him dissolved, melted away as his body shook from the force of his climax. His breath came in rapid, short gasps as he slowly drifted back to earth. He held Dana tightly in his arms, feeling her breath warm and rapid on his neck as she nestled her head in the hollow of his shoulder. She pressed herself against him, nuzzling a spot just above the collar of his shirt before raising her head, gazing at him with those luminous blue eyes that made his heart beat a little faster every time he looked into them. Unlocking her ankles from around his waist, she slowly slid down the length of his body until she was once again standing in front of him. Fox held her tightly in the circle of his arms until the trembling in her body subsided. Or was the trembling he felt his own? He only knew that if she kept looking at him the way she was, they wouldn't be leaving the elevator any time soon. She must have been reading his mind because she gave him a knowing grin and gently eased from his embrace. Gathering their clothes from the floor of the elevator, she tossed him his pants, socks and shoes, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing out loud as she inadvertently hit him in the face with his boxers. He began dressing quickly, his eyes glittering devilishly as he kept glancing over at her. Judging from the looks her was giving her, Dana figured that a bit of a distraction was in order before he came up with a way to get even. Her lips turned upward at the corners as she said, "You know, I'd always wondered what it would be like to make it in an elevator." He looked at her intently, not quite sure if he'd heard her right. She stared back at him placidly as she casually zipped up her pants. Keeping his tone light, he tried to be nonchalant as he asked, "Was it everything you thought it would be?" He looked to her as he reached over to the control panel, waiting for her to finish dressing before opening the door. Slipping on her shoes, she straightened the sleeves of her jacket as she gave him a slight nod signaling that she was ready. "I've absolutely no complaints." she said finally, watching him as he stepped out into the hall. He seemed arrogantly pleased, and even a bit relieved by her admission, but his cocky smile promptly disappeared as she continued. "I do have one regret though." He spun around to face her as she followed him out, her head bent as she reached for something in her purse. Whipping her hand out, she dangled her set of handcuffs in front of his face. "Do you think we should've tried it with the cuffs?" She asked innocently. Mulder let out the breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding as she looked at him. She never failed to amaze him. Her eyes were twinkling merrily and she looked as if she was desperately trying not to laugh. With a saucy grin, Scully expertly flipped the dangling cuffs, catching them in her hand as she stepped around him to continue down the hall. The look on his face... it had been worth it just for that, she thought, smiling to herself. Hearing his rumbling laughter as he hurried to catch up to her, her smile grew. It wasn't often that either of them laughed - the type of work they did left little room for it - and she savored the sound, letting it wash over her, warm and soothing. Coming up to walk by her side, Fox bent his head intimately towards hers. "Raincheck on the cuffs, Dana?" "Anytime, Mulder... anytime." ************************************************************ Fin Plots?! We don't need no stinkin' plots! ;-)