The Sure Serie
I'm Not Sure
(1/1)Author: RocketMan >[email protected]<
Disclaimer: The characters belong to CC and 1013 Productions. No
infringement intended. I will put them back I promise.....
Rating: PG MSR
Dedicated to Marianne, who always encourages me to make them kiss. This
is a silly story just for you. ;)
I'm Not Sure (1/1)
I think I saw his lips curl up when I said that.
But of course, I've been paying way too much attention to Fox Mulder's
lips. So I'm not sure if he really did. I've been having some odd . . .
visions.
They all involve Mulder's beautiful pouty lips.
In close proximity to mine.
So I'm not sure.
I walk over to the file cabinet and pick out the five related cases that
he said were in there. I think I've found them, but I'm not sure. I'm
not sure ever with Mulder's odd filing system.
He takes them from my hands and smiles like he just knows exactly what
dangerous thoughts I've been thinking.
<Oh please just kill me now>
I can't stand seeing his lips so close.
What is this fetish with lips?
I'm not sure it is a fetish really. Only Mulder's lips are arousing me
so much. Only Mulder.
His lips twitch and I watch as he peers through the folders then nods
his head as if agreeing with the silent voice in his head.
Maybe it's the same voice in my head. The one saying Dana Scully just
what in hell are you thinking?
"Scully?"
"Oh!" I jerk and almost fall off my precarious perch on his desk,
feeling idiotic, but then I've felt pretty idiotic ever since this lip
thing. So I'm not sure how idiotic I actually looked.
"Scully? Do you mind going?"
I look at him with a determined face. Determined not to make a complete
fool of myself. "Mind going where?"
He sighs. "Scully why aren't you listening to me?"
<Oh I'm entranced by those lips. Please keep talking.>
"I am listening. I just got a little distracted."
"We're going to Graceland, remember? I've said it about three times. For
the Elvis week?"
I am now focused.
"Elvis?"
"Yeah. I told you we were investigating a claim that Elvis is
reappearing there, per some predictions and some odd -"
"Mulder! Graceland!"
He smiles and I'm not so dristacted as before. I mean Graceland!
"Graceland, Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee." he sings, in a bad imitation
of Paul Simon. Then he smiles and I really can't help looking a his
lips. I mean I really tried.
"Mulder...."
"Come on Scully. It'll actually be fun. This is so made up, I know, but
it gives us a kind of vacation together."
<Vacation? Together?>
"I'm there."
"Huh?"
"Uh....nothing. I'm just.......All right. Whatever Mulder. When do we
leave?"
"Right now."
"What?!"
"Scully! I told you this yesterday!"
"You did?"
<Had I been *that* distracted?>
"Scully, are you all right?"
"I'm not sure."
His face blanches because I never say that. It's always......well, you
know what it always is.
"Scully?"
"Unh-huh?"
"Scully, has something happened to you?"
I am laughing at him, and at myself. "I'm not sure." I pick up the
ticket he had put on the desk earlier.
"Do you think you can fly?"
"I don't have wings, Mulder." I saw with scorn.
<Oh....that joke bombed.>
"Scully?"
"Sheesh, Mulder. Get that look off your face...oh never mind."
He had begun pouting again. Yum. Those lips.
"Scully, you seem to be, well...."
"Mulder, come here." I say and hold out my hands to him. He walks
obligingly into my embrace.
I lean forward until his lips fill my entire field of vision. I think I
am about to kiss him.
But he beats me to it.
Those fine pink lips descend as an eagle after prey, catching my mouth
in his kiss and drawing out any rational thought I might have previously
had.
He backs away and smiles as I try in vain to recover from that.
"All better, now Scully?"
I blink a few times.
"I'm not so sure....."
And he leans forward once again.
end.
adios
RocketMan
Tchau
I'm Not Sure II......the saga continues....
Author: RocketMan >[email protected]<
Disclaimer: They do not belong to me, I am holding them at gunpoint and
forcing them to obey my every whim. Otherwise, you know they'd never do
this. Especially because CC owns them.
UST---once again---UST
I'm Not Sure II (1/1)
I think I see his teeth behind those dark lips of his.
I'm not sure.
My brain has been rather fuzzy ever since I got this fixation. I think I
need to redirect my energies elsewhere......say maybe to his eyes.
Oh.......his eyes.......
So deeply seductive......
<Snap out of it!>
Okay, come on, Dana, let's get out of the gutter here.
I pick up a file and start to read about the Freudian concepts behind
this particular killer's pysche and how it determines his next moves.
All in all a very thorough dissection of the man's mind.
Didn't Freud believe that every person's inner desires where controlled
by unconscious thought, most of which were aggressive and sexual?
Sexual.......oh mine definitely are today.
Look at those eyes.....they are capturing me with nothing but color.
He's not even looking at me, but there they are......holding my
attention as if taking my rational thoughts hostage.
Maybe it's because he kissed me....maybe because I looked up to see
those so brown eyes peering at me as if I were the last woman on earth.
Those so brown eyes peeling away layer after layer of my soul's hidden
truths, they have enchanted me, taken me far from the barren reaches of
this overwhelming sorrow that is in me constantly.
Those so brown eyes have transported me to a world of......a world
of.....
I'm not sure.
Oh, crud, what am I doing?
I'm not sure!
How could I be staring at him, wishing his eyes would hold love, when
I'm not sure I love him back.......when I'm not even sure I'll be around
to love him back!
I'm not even sure he really kissed me and meant it.
He wanted to get my attention.
And he definitely did.
But of course, he already had my attention.
It's just not exactly in the right place....
"Scully?"
I jerk up, see the accusatory look in his <gulp> eyes and try to look as
if I have been reading the case file.
"Scully, are you distracted again?"
I'm not sure how to answer this.
If I say yes, will I get another kiss?
If I say yes, will he decide I'm all together too desperate?
If I say no-
"Scully!"
I smile at him a little. Shessh, how stupid can I get?
"I think you're distracted again....and I think I'll have to fix that."
Oh My Gosh..
He's coming over here again, I can feel his footsteps on the concrete, I
can see his lips parting as he comes near, I can watch his eyes contract
and dialate, I can feel his breath upon my cheek...
I am feeling his lips upon my mouth.....
"Mulder....."
It comes as a whisper deep inside.......reaching from all the way in my
gut, where instinct and love are trapped like a pair of peacemaking
doves.
"Mulder......"
He pulls back, I see fear in his brown eyes, I see sorrow, I see a
overwhelming hope.
"Is this what you want, Scully?" he asks tenderly.
Oh........I could cry.
"I'm not sure."
Why can't I just say yes, and have him kiss me again? Why does my stupid
head have to always be involved in this?
"Okay...."
And he sits in front of me, perching on the edge of his desk, his legs
dangling like a little kid waiting for a treat.
"Are you just going to wait there until I make up my mind?" I ask,
incredulous.
"I'll wait anywhere until you make up your mind." he says confidently.
"You really will?"
Somehow I can't believe this.
Maybe it's because I wouldn't do it myself.
"I really will. I'm sure I will."
I sit there, file trembling in my hand.
What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say to that?
"Thanks you," I finally answer.
How lame.......
"Anytime." he says.
He's sure.
I'm not sure at all.
He's the believer after all.
adios
RocketMan
I'm Sure
I (1/1)Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 20:53:14 -0500
Author: RocketMan >[email protected]<
Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to . . . um . . . I forgot. Not me,
I know that much. Anyway, no infringement intended, whoever you are!
Rating: UST...........repeat............UST
THIS IS A CONTINUATION OF "I'M NOT SURE" BOTH PARTS.
I'm Sure I
Okay, Dana, he's waiting here for you to decide and all you can say is
you're not sure?
That's pretty sad.
That's pretty disgustingly pathetic.
He moves his feet a bit, making them swing and hit my chair leg and I
glance at him.
"Are you going to sit there until I make up my mind?" I say, wishing he
knew just how much pressure this was.
"Yup."
I shake my head and sigh.
"What?"
"Mulder..."
"What!"
"I mean, come on. I can't decide that in minutes. It would effect
everything!"
"So?"
"So, I need time!"
"Why?"
"To decide...."
Is the man hard of hearing?
"But, I can stay right here anyway."
"Mulder, I can't think with you so close to me."
His eyebrows raise and do a little dance for me.
"I noticed." he says in a falsely seductive tone.
"Mulder.....that was pretty lame, even for you." I say.
He laughs. "See this is what I like about you Scully."
"That I tell you when you're lame?"
He laughs again. "Well, that you're not afraid of the truth."
"Mulder, if I were afraid of the truth, I'd have left after the flukeman
thing, all right?"
He smiles. "So, are you afraid of a little love?"
I groan. "I'm not sure, Mulder."
"Want me to convince you?"
His mouth twitches, his eyes smolder, <corny, yes, but I don't get out
much> and I can't help being distracted again.
"Maybe."
He leans forward and I close my eyes, knowing that the blinding sight of
his eyes focusing totally on me can kill.
Oh
I'm
Definitely
Sure
He laughs.
I open my eyes and he strokes my cheek with his knuckles.
"You're sure, huh?"
I smile a tiny bit and he setttles back onto my desktop, feet swinging.
I guess I said that out loud.
I stand up and lean closer.
Then my lips descend on his.
Ever since I started having this fascination with his lips, I have
wanted to do this.
I kiss
Him.
I'm sure.
I'm definitely sure.
end
adios
RocketMan
I'm Sure II
(1/1)Date: Tue, 23 Sep 1997 20:54:35 -0500
Author: RocketMan >[email protected]<
Dsiclaimer: see part one
I'm Sure II
"So, Scully...."
I eye him, standing mere inches from his eyes.
"Yeah?"
He laughs.
"What?" I say feeling uncomfortable. If this is some kind of test...
"It's just. . . never mind."
I frown. "Just what?"
"I never thought you could kiss so well."
I step back and give him a look. "So, when and why were you thinking
about this?"
He smile drops.
"Every day."
Oh.
"Every day?"
"Yup. Every day."
I want to know if he loves me. Is it too soon to ask with a guy?
"So....Scully."
"Uhm-hmm?"
"Do you love me?"
Is he psyhic?
Now wouldn't he just flip about that? Paranormal freak Mulder, a psyhic.
"Scully?"
His eyes grow and as I stand there, his walls start to slam back into
place. I can see an excues forming in his mind.
"Yes."
"What?" His words are a whisper of hope.
"Yes, I do."
He frowns. "You're sure?"
He must have already been preparing for rejection.
"Mulder, believe me, I'm sure."
"I . . . I'm suprised."
"Why?"
"Because, you're . . . you're . . ."
His words die.
"You're mine." He says finally. "Truly....."
I smile and shake my head. "How about you're mine?"
He laughs and pulls me up to sit with him on my desktop.
"We're each others."
I smile and he kisses me again.
wow
I'm sure I could do with that.
End of the Sure Serie. Adios
RM