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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 23, 2007 16:05:29 GMT -5
"I think you're trying to ask me if my regard for you is more than what one would assume a client has for a lady such as yourself; more than the casual interest anyone in my position is granted."
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Post by Poe on Nov 23, 2007 16:18:58 GMT -5
*Her frown didn't lessen.*
"I just don't understand, sir. Our...interaction...it is more than I have encountered with one of your species. I...want to understand. I don't see why you are so generous with so little in return. I cannot fathom what the gesture offers you. I don't mean to be rude or insensitive. I just...there are some things I cannot understand here."
*She reached out her bony, grey hand to him.*
"But...I want to. Understand it. Understand you."
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 23, 2007 20:29:20 GMT -5
*Mulder took her hand.*
"I'm glad you can ask me these questions, Poe. I'm... less likely than a lot of other humans to take offense at such bluntness. So I'll try to answer. But it takes some knowledge of my history. You know I've been searching for proof of alien life since I was twelve. And I've been... alone... for much of that time. My life is complicated, and I have Scully, but I'm not given the opportunity to care very often. So you, Poe, aside from being the most fascinating person I've ever met, you're that proof. And someone I find myself wanting to care for.
"So what do I get? I get the chance not to be the guy who sleeps on his sofa and can't keep fish alive. Who keeps a stack of pornography at the office for when it just gets too much. I don't know if I can explain myself so that I make sense. I'm not sure it works that way. But I think the problem you're having is in not being able to see that there's something you give me that's immaterial, that doesn't have a finite box you can put it in."
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Post by Poe on Nov 23, 2007 20:52:46 GMT -5
*Poe listened quietly, reserving any comment. When he was done, she stayed quiet, only pulling him towards the bed. Something....stirred in her, something she didn't understand.*
"I...I want....I want to give you something...material."
*She lowered her eyes, pulling his hand to her breast.*
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 24, 2007 13:53:04 GMT -5
*He couldn't deny the thrill that went through him at her words, her touch. He was never too far from desire with her around. His eyes darkened.*
"I can think of no gift I'd like more," *he said.* "But you don't need to out of gratitude. But if you want me, Poe... well, I can't argue with that."
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Post by Poe on Nov 24, 2007 19:19:30 GMT -5
*Poe paused, considering his words, but did not release his hand. She looked up to him, her pale violet eyes seeking his.*
"You...accept my affections...like this?"
*She gestured to the spotted grey flesh of her chest.*
"Would it be easier for you to take them to know that we are bred to find comfort in the act of coitus? And..."
*She lowered her eyes again.*
"I find that to be very true...with you."
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 24, 2007 23:42:09 GMT -5
*Mulder flushed unexpectedly. His very intelligent mind told him that this was all heading for disaster--that there was a reason he hadn't opened himself up like this even to Scully. Because it was dangerous, for everyone. Because he couldn't afford the distraction. Because...*
"I... yes, it would," *he said, momentarily stunned by her confidence.* "That's very... flattering."
*He moved his hand under hers, as if to prove her body was eminently touchable.*
"I more than accept them like this, Poe," *he said quietly.* "I think you're beautiful."
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Post by Poe on Nov 24, 2007 23:46:01 GMT -5
*Her eyes shut briefly, savoring his touch. Poe pursed her lips tightly, as if afraid to speak.*
"It is not meant as flattery, sir. Merely statement of fact. Please..."
*She met his eyes in innocence.*
"If you would have me...the true me...then take me. Be with me."
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 24, 2007 23:52:04 GMT -5
"Oh god yes," *Mulder breathed, as he rose to moved on hands and knees towards Poe, kissing her softly, then more deeply.* "I want you like this. As much--more than... the other."
*His fingers traced her ridges and spots as he tasted her.*
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Post by Poe on Nov 25, 2007 0:00:11 GMT -5
*Poe's lashes fluttered. It was strange. His wanting...it was...different. So much different than the Doctor, the only other that had accepted the true her, to know her like this. But that was...cold. Intellectual. A study for both of them. This....Poe didn't dare think on what this was. Or wasn't. Or couldn't be. She just knew that it was what she needed right now. She pulled at him, trying to urge him over her, kissing her with a foreign tenderness.*
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 25, 2007 0:08:24 GMT -5
*He hadn't exactly considered this aspect of his quest--hadn't quite connected his search of the stars with his membership at the local adult video store. Not that the occasional Star Trek babe wasn't alluring. But this was different. Poe was different. Not some hot chick made up with funny paint and gravity-defying gauze outfits. Poe was real and solid and aside from having two of everything and walking upright, she was alien. Maybe it made him sick, but he couldn't believe it. Not with her under him, eyes falling shut beneath his ministrations. He wasn't the biggest lothario in the world, but he'd always gotten credit for being attentive. And here, there was so much scope for exploration. Did she react like a human woman to the same sensations? Was her skin like ours, or different?
He followed her lead, even as he took over, kissing her deeply, and letting his weight press her gently into the mattress.*
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Post by Poe on Nov 25, 2007 0:16:24 GMT -5
*Poe arched her back to meet him, her fin closing beneath her body as she rested back on the bed. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as if do not let him wander too far. She tried to keep her mind quiet as she kissed him, her tongue tracing his jaw and throat. But she couldn't help but wonder if it was like this for the nobility. This...wanting. Was that what this was? That strange pull in her gut. She didn't want to understand it. If she did, she might have to give it up.*
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 25, 2007 0:20:45 GMT -5
*Mulder arched his neck to allow her full access. He still wore the sweatpants he'd changed into before laying down earlier, and he shucked them without breaking contact. It seemed unthinkable, the two of them being compatible. He'd have to examine that later. But it seemed to work, whatever they were, and she reacted with all the right signs.
As did he.*
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Post by Poe on Nov 25, 2007 0:26:13 GMT -5
*This. This...being. Merging. Was that what it was to want? Part of Poe was focused from the outside, always observing, but there was something inside her that moved without thinking, pulling him against her, begging silently to be ever closer. She tried to stay level-headed to not get lost in the sensation of it, but even as she tried so valiantly, she arched her neck inviting the touch of his lips, letting out a soft moan.*
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Post by Fox Mulder on Nov 25, 2007 0:32:18 GMT -5
*There was something different about her. She was never less than committed and vital, but this... this was more like a real woman. In the sense that he couldn't imagine her taking money after this. He hadn't felt any real distance before, but now he could see there had been. And it was gone.
Was he doing this to her?
Was it even right to?
He ran a hand down her body, exploring all of her. He reveled in her trembling.*
"Let go," *he whispered.* "Let me in."
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