mornings.
Title: Whispers
Author: LiLx (a_is4Addiction
Word Count: 110
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
A/N: Sorry I haven't been around, school is a bitch. But, now that school has eased up on me (this week), I have a few minutes to write!
The sun peeks through the space between the curtains, settling on her face; or maybe it's his hand whispering over her hip that causes her to stir. Scully stares straight ahead, not daring to look back.
Mulder's fingertips glide down her thigh and up again, coming to rest on her stomach where they trace light circles on her flesh. She allows herself a sigh of contentment, lets her eyes close as he leans into her back. His warm breath barely tickles the crook of her neck, and she smiles sleepily as his hand trails downward.
"Muld-"
The phone rings, breaking her concentration.
She sits up, looks around the empty room.
A/N: Early season 8.
Author: LiLx (a_is4Addiction
Word Count: 110
Pairing: Mulder/Scully
A/N: Sorry I haven't been around, school is a bitch. But, now that school has eased up on me (this week), I have a few minutes to write!
The sun peeks through the space between the curtains, settling on her face; or maybe it's his hand whispering over her hip that causes her to stir. Scully stares straight ahead, not daring to look back.
Mulder's fingertips glide down her thigh and up again, coming to rest on her stomach where they trace light circles on her flesh. She allows herself a sigh of contentment, lets her eyes close as he leans into her back. His warm breath barely tickles the crook of her neck, and she smiles sleepily as his hand trails downward.
"Muld-"
The phone rings, breaking her concentration.
She sits up, looks around the empty room.
A/N: Early season 8.