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baronessblixen · 3 years

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Don’t know if you write anything like this, but I really want to see something like when Scully jumped on the bed when Mulder said they’re married now in Arcadia.

A bit of fluff, a bit of not fluff. Wc: ~1200 words.

Tagging @today-in-fic

“Come on, Laura… we’re married now.”

She can’t say if it’s the eyebrow waggle, his tone, the shoes on the bed, or all of it. All she knows is that she’s had it with him.

The toothpaste she can live it. The toilet seat, too. Even knowing that he’s only doing all of this to rile her up. Everything he’s done since they’ve gotten here is designed to drive her nuts. And now she’s done.

She bit her lip when he told that inane story about how they met. She’s bitten her tongue long enough now.

Now it’s time to beat him with his own weapons.

She puts on her sweetest, most sugary smile. The half-dried mud on her face makes it difficult. She walks closer to the bed and Mulder freezes. The grin falls from his face and she can see it being replaced by his panic face.

“You think we… should?” She asks, her knees weak and her hands trembling. What she didn’t expect and didn’t take into account is how she’d react to Mulder’s proximity. He’s radiating heat. So much warmth hits her and settles in her stomach, kindling a different kind of fire.

“Scully, I-“

She stops when her knees bump into the bed. She looks at him for a brief moment and then she jumps. Literally. The bed bounces under her and she crashes into Mulder’s chest. Their faces bump together and Mulder winces when her forehead connects with his nose. There’s a big green splotch on the tip of his nose and on his cheek that she’s tempted to wipe away.

She opens her mouth to apologize but stops herself. Mulder stares at her in disbelief, speechless for once.

This is the man who called her his one in five billion. The same one who assured her she made him a whole person. The one who almost kissed her in his hallway. He’s the man who said I love you after she saved him from the Bermuda triangle. The one who called her – not Diana – to travel to Area 50 with him.

Diana.

That’s where they went wrong. Because he’s also the man who told her she was making this personal. The one who’s been going on about what a useless assignment this is. How much he doesn’t want to be here. With her.

“Is this what you want?” She asks, her voice slicing through the awkwardness of their positions. Her hands are against his chest, attempting to distance herself from him. He smells like minty toothpaste and coming home. She tries to ignore the need that bubbles up inside her. This is not what she planned. She didn’t mean to want this closeness.

“Your eyes are so blue,” he says, surprising her.

“What?”

“With that green… goo on your face. Your eyes. They’re even bluer than they usually are.”

“It’s a face mask,” she says lamely.

“I’ve never seen you wear one before.”

“I’ve never seen you act like such an ass before.”

His grin returns. “Never?”

“What was that story about the UFO convention?”

“What’s about you being a nagging wife?” She eyes him. “I- that whole UFFO convention story wasn’t my best moment. I just wanted you-“

“Wanted me to what?” she prods, pushing a finger into his chest. He shrugs but she refuses to let this go. “Wanted me to get angry at you? Because if that’s what you wanted … congratulations. And the toothpaste? We’ve shared rooms before, Mulder,” she curses her pale complexion for blushing, “and you’ve never done that.”

He looks at her, his face serious, but he remains quiet.

“If it’s not me you want here-“

“Hey,” he says, interrupting her. “Hey, I only want to do this with you. I was exasperated that our first case back is this. It’s just more shit. Different shit, but shit all the same.” His words make Scully smile. “And you’ve barely talked to me, or looked at me. And I know I don’t fit in here.”

“You’re not supposed to,” she reminds him softly.

“I didn’t mean it,” he says, reading her expression. “That you’d fit in here. I know for a fact you don’t always stick to the rules.”

The smile on his face melts her and all her anger disappears. Or almost. She still considers hitting him with the pillow under his head. Just once (or twice). Instead, she smiles back at him.

“I don’t.” She closes the distance between them and finishes what’s been in the making for months. Maybe even for years. He kisses her back, first tentatively then more certain. His arm goes around her and he lifts her onto his chest. Their lips never once separate. There are no more thoughts in her mind. This is against all rules. They have a case to work on, people to find. They can’t get distracted like this.

But it takes her another minute to push at Mulder and disengage their lips.

“Hmm, Laura,” he jokes, the biggest grin she’s ever seen on his face.

“Scully, Mulder.”

“Scully,” he says, opening his eyes. His pupils are dilated, and his mouth is beckoning her. As much as she wants to throw all the rules aside, she knows they can’t. Not yet.

“You need to sleep on the couch.”

“What? You’re throwing me out?”

“Just for tonight,” she says with a smile.

“I swear I can behave myself.” Scully glances at him. “I swear.”

“Fine,” she says, giving in. Mulder takes off his shirt, takes off his shoes, and lies on the other side of the bed, facing her. “We need to sleep.”

“Does your face mask glow at night?”

“No. At least I don’t think so.”

“I’ll investigate,” he says with a wink. “Scully?” She looks at him. “A kiss goodnight isn’t pushing it too much, is it?”

“Just the right amount.” She closes her eyes right before his lips touch hers. It’s soft kiss, warm and sweet, but nothing more.

“You know why I did it?” He asks after a moment.

“Why?” She asks, opening her eyes again.

“I didn’t want you to get angry. I was angry. I tell you I can’t do this without you, and that I love you, and you just- you don’t react. I know you talked about getting out of the car and I wanted you to see what a life that would be.”

“It wouldn’t be like this,” Scully touches her cheek. “This is not us.”

“It would be different.” Half a question, half a prayer.

“Yes.”

“Hmmm,” he says and scoots closer to her. “Maybe I’ll think about it.”

#this was a struggle #because i have the confidence of a tomato #also this prompt was older than i thought!#i've been thinking about it so much and so often #i hope you like it #i hope i can remember to include the word count #i've seen people do it and i really like it #cause you know how much fic to expect #msr #xf fanfic #my writing #my fic

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tellytantra · 5 years

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[The basket rested on the side of Gauri's waist as she helped clear up the mess after Rudra and Bhavya's sangeet.] Anika: Gauri, Maine sab kuch andar rakh liya hai, main sone jaa rahi Hoon, theek hai? Gauri: Haan bhojai, Hum bass ee store room mein rakhenge, phir Hum bhi sone jaayenge Anika: Haan theek hai, Good night! Kal mehendi ke liye jaldi uthna hai, yaad hai na? Gauri: Uffo, Haan bhojai, Haan! Good night! [Gauri shrugged her thoughts and hummed to herself whilst she held the vase in her hand and walked towards the store room, until she felt something hold her hand and pull her behind the wall. She almost screamed until a familiar hand covered her mouth, and her surprise turned to immediate signs of blushing.] Gauri: (Blushing) O-O-Omkaraji...A-Aap ka kar rahe hai? Om: (Flirting) Apni biwi ke saath flirt kar raha Hoon, Kyun? Gauri: (Pushing him away) H-Hume ee gamla rakhna hai, bahut kaam hai, Chalte hai! [While Gauri made her way out, Om lovingly looked at her. About 10 minutes, Gauri was walking past the corridors of the house, when suddenly, she felt a pair of hands grab her waist and pull her close, and Gauri instantly blushed when she saw that it was Om, again.] Gauri: Aap? P-Phir se? J-Jaane d-dijiye... [Gauri was about to walk away towards their room, until a pair of fingers climbed on to the kamarbandh that daintily sat on her waist. Instantly, she was aroused, and slowly, Om pulled her close, her back facing his body. Feeling as though current had entered her body, Goosebumps formed on her pearly skin, and her breathing became deep and quick, as both his hands were on either sides of her waist.] Gauri: (Shyly) O-O-OmkOmkaraOmkaraji [Slowly, he released his hands, and immediately, Gauri turned around and looked into his eyes before hugging him tight. As she pulled away from the hug, her hair strands entangled with his fingers, but instead of separating them, he touched her face, making her feel the heat in his hands, and cheeks flushed a deep shade of red.] Gauri: (Blushing) KaKa kar rahe h-hai a-aap...K-Koi dekh l-l-lega...Omkaraj [He barely let her finish her sentence when he brought his lips close to her, and rather passionately, kissed her. His teeth gently gripped onto her lower lip, and then again, locked his lips with her. Ang laga de re...Mohe rang laga de re...Main toh teri joganiya tu jog laga de re... This was the first time Gauri had ever been kissed, and boy, she'd be lying if she'd said that this wasn't the best kiss she'd ever had. Her hands tightly clenched on to the collar of his shirt as she reciprocated the kiss, and a few minutes later, when the kiss broke, They looked into each other's eyes. Without saying anything, Om bent down and picked Gauri up in his arms, Bridal style, and walked towards and into their room.] *In their room* [When Om put her down, she instantly and shyly ran off towards the balcony, until Om held on to her palla, and winding it around his hands, came closer and closer towards her. Om knew the effect he had on Gauri, and he loved that even his slightest touch put her in a trance.] Gauri: O-Omkaraji... Om: Shh... [Cheekily, he placed his hands on her waist, and his fingers made circles around her navel, while his Chin rested on her neck. Gauri felt Om's hot and heavy breathe linger around her neck, and was instantly pulsated. He lightly bit the end of her ear before bending his face down and leaving a trail of wet kisses on the nape of neck. Raat banjar si hai...Kaali khanjar si hai... Tere seene ki aag, mere andar bhi hai...Tu hawa de isse... Gauri turned around, and Om gently caressed her cheeks, her breathe becoming heavier by the passing minute. Toh mera tann jale.] Om: (Whispering) Gauri tum Agar taiyyaar nahi Ho toh koi jaldi nahi hai... [Gauri often wondered how a man like Om entered her life. Men like Kali Thakur didn't even know the meaning of the word 'consent' or even respecting a woman's boundaries. But here was Om. Despite all the hell they went through, he never ever forced himself on her, or vice versa.] Gauri: (Placing a finger on Om's lips) I-I...I love you, Omkaraji... [Gauri hugged Om tight, before rather cheekily running her hands down Om's chest. Om was slightly surprised yet equally aroused by Gauri's new found boldness, and his fingers made its way to the strings of her backless blouse, and slowly undid them, before slowly pushing the sleeves down and placing kisses on her bare shoulders, and then slowly removing her saree. As Gauri laid down on the bed, Om buried his face in her neck, leaving an endless trail of kisses, while Gauri clenched on to the sheets while releasing faint moans. Her fingers gently unbuttoned his crisp black shirt, reveal his taut and broad body. She ran her fingers down his bare chest and reached the below the belt region, and gently rubbed her hands on the area that was now rock hard. Om explored Gauri's bare body, while his tongue lingered on her breasts, with each sensation, giving her unimaginable pleasure. He made his way down south, to the heat between her legs, which was already stimulated and aroused, and began pleasuring her, before ever so slightly entering two fingers in her, making her arch her back in pleasure and let out moans. Her fingers tightly held on to his hair as he pleased her, and she tingled incessantly. Soon enough, they were completely naked, which also evidently, had shown how comfortable they had gotten around each other, and clasping his hand in hers, he pushed into a deep thrust, making her wince in pain, and hold on to his arms for supporting, while Om continued kissing, and then biting her neck, thereby making her his. Om was always Gauri's, but this physicality between them had opened a new door for the both of them.] Om: Dard Ho raha h-hai? I-I'm sorry... Gauri: (Panting) N-Nahi...P-Phir se... [Om continued to please each and every inch of her throbbing body, and soon Gauri took the reins and dominated the rest of the night, reciprocating, whilst pleasing his staff, equally exciting him. Just when they were about to climate, He pulled her face closer to his and began kissing her erotically, nibbling on her lower lip as she moaned and panted incessantly, whilst caressing the rest of her body. Soon enough, after consummating, she crashed into his arms, while her hands rested on his bare chest, and they cuddled each other to sleep, thereby marking their first official night together.] Writer: Paintmered15

http://jodifiction.blogspot.com/2019/06/rikara-os-ang-laga-de-dbo-omkara-gauri.html

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