Fast Asleep by Harrison Coin

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Fast Asleep by Harrison Coin

His key slid into the lock smoothly, and he opened the door as quietly as he could. He stepped into the foyer, and removed his shoes. He managed to stifle a yawn, a sound would have been disastrous.

Fox Mulder had something to confess, something that would ruin his partnership. But it wasn't that he was selling out to the Cancer man, or that he had lost faith in beliefs that were sometimes the only thing that sustained him.

He was deeply, irrevocably, in love with his partner, and she didn't love him back. She didn't even know he loved her, but he did. It wasn't a forbidden fruit desire, or simple lust. It was love.

Dressed all in black, he crept into her bedroom, and beheld her in the moonlight. She was wearing a white silk teddy, the full moon caressing her auburn hair, her slim muscular legs and arms, her gracious curves. She was truly beautiful. Being careful not to wake her, he took her hand.

"Dana, I'm telling you this now, hoping, maybe, that your subconscious will catch some of this, and you'll know, at least on some gut level. Please God, I hope so.

You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, I've ever known. It's not a stereotyped perfection you have, something so many want, hell, crave. It's so...natural, so...there. I can't really express it, but you are truly beautiful to me.

Maybe it's the fact that sometimes, you're the only one who cares, the only one who'll fight for me when I'm knocked down or ready to give up. Maybe it's genetic. Maybe the God you don't believe in blessed you with something no one can understand. Whatever it is, I feel it. Oh, God, do I feel it.

I know you can't hear me, and maybe that's for the best. But...I love you. And I will forever." He ever-so-lightly kissed her hand, and left the way he came, feeling a bit better, not much, but a little, enough to make life tolerable again.

He at first thought the rustle of silk was just his pants rasping together. And then he felt the touch. Just a light one, a soft hand brushing the nape of his neck, traveling along his jawline, tracing his brow. It was enough to freeze him and make him sweat bullets.

He felt her breath tickling his ear, and her warm whisper sent shivers through his body.

"I was awake the entire time, Fox."

He felt his blood chill. It was over. He had just lost his best friend, all because he couldn't handle it.

"I love you, too. Truly, deeply. I have always..." She kissed the sensitive flesh guarded by his ear and he gasped a little. He turn to face her, and their lips locked together, exploring each other's mouths. He stooped a little to compensate for her height.

They pulled away for a second, and Fox felt one tear slide down his cheek. Just one. A tear of joy.

They kissed again, and it was more urgent. Both of them shared not only a deep love but a very strong mutual attraction, and they wanted to act on it before it acted on them.

Dana began parting his shirt, intertwining her hands in his chest hair as the black silk shirt slipped off his torso. His hands dropped to the hem of her brief teddy, and she raised her arms demurely as he pulled the one garment that clothed her off. His little cry as he saw her in nude splendor mad eher even more needy. She opened his trousers, also black silk, watching them slide off his muscular buttocks and legs. He wasn't earing any underwear, and a few short kicks removed the kung-fu shoes and wool socks he had been wearing.

He took a nipple in his mouth, and her knees nearly gave out. She reached down, and caressed his manhood, the vibration of his moan literally jelling her knees, and he fell with her, taking his weight on his hands.

Her legs encircled his waist, and her arms went around his neck. His slid in slowly, wanting this to last. He pushed in all the way and was rewarded with a cry of pleasure.

He began to move his hips in and out in a little circular motion, his cries echoing hers. It was the longest fifteen minutes they had ever experienced in their lives, and at the end they cried out together as they both fell off the razor's edge they had been walking.

They managed to get up and move to the bed, where they made long, slow love, yet again, enjoying every minute of it. She curled up near him, head in the hollow of his neck.

"Fox?"

"Mmm?"

"What's today?"

"Monday."

"Call in sick?"

"Yeah..."

He let out a contented sigh, and they moved even closer together, fast asleep in each other's arms.

END

POSTSCRIPT: Boy, I'm just setting myself up for a lot of flames, aren't I? I'm setting up a website in the near future; I'll give you the site (and, if Bobbi is kind, a link) in a future story. Don't worry! All of my fanfic is still going to AEA; my website just going to be a little piece of egotism that happens to feature my ORIGINAL fiction! Not that this stuff isn't fun: expect two new parts to Setup in the near future, and more. Hee hee hee, I'm such a evil tease Be Good };-)>---Harrison

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