Title: Old Friends

Author: Susan Alexander

Written: 06/16/2000

Category: Scully Slash

Spoilers: Through All Things I reckon.

Disclaimer: If you are underaged by law in the place that you live then do

not read this.

Actual sex ahead. Scully, Mulder, and Skinner all belong to Fox and 1013.

I own Sara if that is possible.

Feedback: Always welcome. Send it to susan025@hotmail.com

Archive: Yes but let me know where.

As always proofread in the dead of night by sleepy eyes.

Rating NC-17



One Late Rainy May Night

Dana Scully's Apartment

The Couch



Dana ended the kiss as air became a priority over the need to have her

mouth on Sara's. They lay there silent, face to face, for a minute just

breathing. Then Sara rolled off of Dana, the couch and landed on the floor.



She turned away from Dana and pulled her legs up to her chest.

"I'm sorry," she said softly.

"What for?" Dana wondered as she placed her hand on Sara's hair.

"I shouldn't have kissed you like that," Sara murmured so softly that Dana

had to ask her to speak again.

"Then why did you?" Dana asked. Sara turned around and looked at her.

Dana felt the intensity in the green flashing eyes.

"I couldn't help myself."

Dana slid off the couch next to her on the floor. She took one of Sara's

hands in her own.

"I am glad you did. I didn't have the nerve."

"Did you want to?" Sara sounded surprised. Dana chuckled.

"No, of course not. That is why pushed you away so ardently and demanded

you stop with the terrible feelings you were creating in me."

Sara smiled as she thought of Dana's hand pulling her head down hard,

keeping their lips firmly planted together.

"I created feelings in you?"

"You always do."

"Oh."

"Oh? What does that mean?"

"I'm not sure. Either 'Oh my God' or 'Oh shit'," Sara said.

Dana raised one eyebrow.

"Why 'Oh shit'?"

"It is more of a

'OhShitWhatAmIDoingSheIsGoingToRunSoFastAndSoFarAndIJustBlewItAgain'."

"Inhale. Hold. Exhale. I'm not going anywhere, Sara."

"I hope not. It's your apartment," Sara said with a nervous smile. Dana

cocked her head to one side.

"You still use humor to avoid things."

"No. Bad jokes born of nerves."

"You don't avoid your problems?"

"Well, I didn't say that. I cope. Not quite in normal ways though."

"Since when is normal good?"

"I go to the park and swing for hours. Or I go under the railroad pass and

scream as the trains pound overhead."

"Make you feel better?"

"Always."

"Keep doing it then."

"You were right about me burying all the shit. I had an ulcer by the time I

was 28."

"And I suppose you would think it's funny that I am know as the Ice Queen?"



"Ice Queen? Why?"

"Uh huh. Because I have no emotions. That is one of the nicer things that I

have been tagged with."

"Why anyone would think that?"

"You'd be surprised."

"Shocked is more like it. You are very warm and caring."

"Ha! You only say that because you want to get up my skirt."

"And now who is using humor?"

"Either I make jokes or tell you the truth."

"Truth then."

"The truth?"

Sara nodded. Dana closed her eyes for a long moment. Sara was ready to

speak again when Dana opened her mouth.

"The truth is I want to sit here and talk to you all night. I want to learn

and relearn all your secrets. I want to be best friends for always.

Just as we once promised we would be."

Sara tried very hard not to show her disappointment. She had given the

'Let's just be friends' speech a few times but had never been on the

receiving end. Then Dana spoke again.

"Then I want to take it to another level. I want to lead you to my bed and

make love to you until you scream my name as you come or until you are too

exhausted to move."

Sara closed her mouth as soon as she realized it was open. Then her jaw

fell again. She attempted to speak but no words would come out. Then there

was just one.

"Both," Sara finally said. Dana closed her eye and let out the deep breath

she didn't know she was holding.

She felt Sara moving around a bit but didn't open her eyes. Sara's lips

were soft when they touched hers. The gentleness held the promise of what

was to come.

They sat like that for a long time. Soft kisses interrupted by soft words

occasionally.

Dana felt her head get lighter and her ears began to hum. The room was

growing warmer. Sara was being cautious. She had heard every word but was

still unsure of how Dana would react to her touches. Dana made the first

move, further.

She slid her hand under Sara's shirt and laid her hand on her stomach. Her

fingers played with the edge of Sara's jeans. She kept her mouth on Sara's

but increased her pressure slightly.

Her fingers were gentle, just barely touching the soft skin. Dana was big

on teasing. She always had been. She loved the way it could make Sara

squirm.

She planned on making her fidget tonight. A lot.

Dana moved her lips across Sara's cheek and found her ear. She sucked on

the lobe for only a sort time then she ran her tongue along the outside of

it. Sara's breathing changed slightly and Dana did it again.

Then Dana stopped. She stood and pulled Sara to her feet. She lead Sara to

the bedroom only stopping to turn on the light. Dana not only wanted to

feel all of Sara but she wanted to see her.

Every inch.

Sara left her uncertainty in the living room and undressed Dana. It had

always been a huge turn on for Sara. She loved unwrapping Dana's body one

layer at a time. Sara kissed each body part as she exposed it.

First she removed the shirt. She traced the top of Dana's bra with one

finger. Then she kissed her way from the tip of Dana's left shoulder to the

tip of the right.

Then she unbuttoned Dana's jeans. She knelt down on the floor in front of

Dana and slowly pulled the zipper down. She was greeted with the smell of

Dana's very wet sex. She inhaled deeply and pushed her face into the

zipper.

Dana moaned at the feel of Sara's breath.

Sara pulled the 501's to the floor in one quick movement. Then she softly

kissed the inside of Dana's knees. She worked her way up, alternating legs

and avoiding the warm wet area.

Sara's examined the maze of scars on Dana's stomach and looked up with a

question in her eyes.

"Later," Dana says pulling Sara to her feet.

Sara took the hint. She slid her hands down the back of Dana's underwear

and pulled down. Sara rubbed her hands over Dana's ass in small circles.

The movement caused Dana's hips to begin to buck against Sara.

Sara enjoyed the feel of Dana pitching against her. Finally, she stopped

and helped Dana step out of her jeans in the same movement that she did her

underwear. Then she moved back up to Dana's chest.

Sara slid each strap down and then kissed her way down the line that the

strap vacated. Then she nuzzled each of the breast free from the restraint

of the soft silk. Sara took each nipple in her mouth for a brief second

then kissed her way back up to Dana's neck.

Dana stopped her by grasping the hem of her t-shirt and pulling up. Dana

did none of the slow stripping on Sara. She knew what she wanted and

uncovering it slowly was not part of her plan.

The only thing she stopped for was to lick the ivy vine tattoo. It was a

nice illusion. The end of the vine was buried in the soft curls just above

Heaven.

When Sara's clothing was on the floor with her own Dana aggressively pushed

Sara back to the bed. Then she climbed on top of her and sat lightly on

Sara's stomach. She looked down at Sara's breasts and found her hands

moving to them.

It didn't take long for her mouth to follow. The suckling caused Sara's

center to explode with wetness. For the longest time she had dreamed of

this and now that it was happening Sara was having trouble believing that

it was real.

Sara had a spot on her neck, just above her collarbone that was very

sensitive. Dana remembered a night when she had spent half an hour licking

and sucking on the one area. Sara had almost lost her mind when the orgasm

had hit her.

Dana planned on doing better tonight.

She found the soft point and ran her tongue along it gently. Sara gasped

and Dana went for it. She licked and sucked as her fingers trailed the ivy

from the top leaf to the exact spot where it ended.

Sara didn't move much at first. But Dana had endless patience. After a bit

Dana increased her hand movement. She went down further and periodically

would touch Sara's clit. Each time Sara's hips would react with a thrust.

Sara began to whimper when Dana slipped her fingers low enough to circle

the soft wet lips. Dana enjoyed the noise almost as much as she did the

movement that each muffled sound brought.

Dana took her time moving from Sara's neck. She returned to her chest and

took one of Sara nipples in her mouth. Dana bit down softly while running

her tongue around the tip. Sara grasped the sheets in her hands praying

that Dana continue down her body.

But Dana was a very methodical woman. She was taking her time. Savoring.

Sara was not the only one who had dreamt of making love like this for

years.

Eventually, Dana made her way down to the pulsating, hot tangle of dark

brown curls. Dana took in the sight and smell. She slid both of her index

fingers into Sara and pulled apart her lips.

Unable to resist Dana licked the area she has exposed. The taste made her

head spin. Dana moved her whole body up so that she is able to create a

slow rhythm. She slid her tongue into Sara and began to circle.

Sara's back arched and Dana moved faster. Her patience has vanished. She

needs to feel Sara coming.

When she finally came Sara's hands pulled the fitted sheets off of three of

the corners of the bed. Dana got her wish. The fall caused Sara to cry out

her name loudly.

Dana caught Sara in her mouth. She sucked every drop she could get and

reached for more with her tongue. The movement caused Sara to explode

again.

Sara's world spun into a kaleidoscope of patterns and colors. She felt each

movement with more than her body. She felt it in her heart.

When she finally came out of the haze Sara found herself in Dana's arms.

She drifted to sleep knowing that Dana would not let go.