TITLE: Conhouse - Chapter Twenty e-mail Address: ErinStone1@aol.com RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: Scully/Slash SPOILERS: None Keywords: Scully Slash/Other Romance Archiving: You bet - just let me know where. Disclaimer: Fox, Chris Carter and 1013 own them ALL, ***except Lena Conhouse, she's mine, and of course, Wanda, who is mine in the literal sense.*** Comments are welcomed. Please send them to ErinStone1@AOL.com ******************************************** Lena woke up and opened her eyes. She was looking directly into Scully's. "I looked up your family tree on the internet." It took Lena several seconds to register Scully's comment. "What did you find out?" "Angels were made by a special act of God. There are a finite number of them and they can't die or procreate." She paused. "Is that true?" "Not in my case Scully." Lena rolled to her side to face her. "Not in my case, or in the cases of others like me. I'm half human. My father is an angel, my mother is not. Females like me are born barren. We can't have children; therefore, our mothers are always human. It's God's way of making sure there is a proper balance of our kind around." Scully felt a sudden empathy for Lena, "We have a lot in common don't we?" Lena just nodded. "Were there always angels like you?" "No. We were created to fill a need when humankind went through a period of failed compassion. We've been in existence for nearly 500 years, but in the overall scheme of things, our kind is still fairly new." "Have you been alive for 500 years?" "No, I'm 34. My life expectancy is probably a little longer than average, but most of us die long before old age can take us." "Because of the situations you have to put yourself into?" Lena smiled slightly. "Yes." Scully did not smile. "So you're here to be sacrificed?" "No." Lena whispered. "I'm here to make sure no one else is." Scully stared into her eyes for long seconds; she was no longer unsettled by this woman who now gave her answers without vague references. Lena was being truthful with her; it was a rare occurrence in Scully's life. She was so incredibly sick of the lies that had been fed to her as a steady diet over the last few years. To just have someone tell her the truth without ceremony or spoon-feeding in small doses was a blessing. She leaned in and pressed her lips against Lena's gently. "Where are we going?" "What?" "The trip. Where are you taking us?" "Oh, the trip. We're going on vacation." "You're not serious." Scully looked at her plainly. "Oh but I am." Lena ran her hand over Scully's cheek. "So it's completely recreational?" An eyebrow raised. "Not completely. I have some people I'd like you and Mulder to meet along the way." Lena's fingertips ran down Scully's neck to the hollow between her clavicles. She kissed the spot gently. Scully's legs spread slightly; she sighed. "Friends of yours?" Lena unbuttoned the front of Scully's shirt. "Yes." The redhead ran her fingers through Lena's hair, looking down at her. Seeing the top of the other woman's head as she worked at her buttons made Scully's stomach flutter. When Lena loosened the last button she looked up into Scully's eyes. "Where are we going?" Lena lifted her body to rest next to Scully's. She licked her ear lobe while her hand pushed the shirt aside. Scully tipped her head and rubbed her ear against Lena's lips, sighing again. "We're going north to see the leaves change." Her tongue worked around Scully's ear as her hand squeezed a nipple firmly. Scully's hips came off of the bed in a slow arch. She needed that hand lower... She placed her hand over Lena's, squeezed her breast with it then moved it down. Lena's voice went ragged, "I love it when you do that... when you show me what you need." Scully's response was to place Lena's hand between her legs, closing them tightly around both Lena's hand and her own. She exhaled heavily and rocked against the pressure. Her other hand went to Lena's cheek and she pulled her lips toward her wanting to feel her mouth. She adjusted Lena's hand, moving it a little lower, so that the heel of it was in direct contact with her clit. Again she started rocking, this time slower, the full contact slowly making the rest of her body seem numb. All she could feel was the place where Lena's hand pressed hard against her. Lena took advantage of Scully's hips being in the air and slid her free hand underneath them. She let the other woman's hips rock back into her hand several times until her fingertips were wet, then parted Scully's cheeks gently and placed a finger at her anus. Scully seized up for a second at the unfamiliar feeling, then settled back against it, letting Lena pick her rhythm back up with the heel of her hand. As Scully got closer to the edge Lena slowly let the finger Scully was laying on slide into her, just barely, giving her a chance to get used to the feeling before sliding it in any further. Once again Scully was out of her element. She relaxed against the finger at her anus slowly. But when Lena let it slide into her she stopped rocking altogether. The first instinct she had was to bear down and push it out, but after a second she realized that she wasn't all that unpleasant. In fact, it felt incredible to her - indescribable. Very gently she started to move against Lena's hands once more. Lena replaced the heel of her hand with two fingers slid deep inside of Scully, the one in the back still barely inside. Dana moved against them. She rolled her hips forward and was completely filled, rolled them back and felt gentle pressure in her anus; it was insane. Her hips worked slowly at first, reveling in the feeling from both front and back, then worked to a more fervent pitch, inadvertently forcing Lena's finger deeper into her anus with each push backward. She was slowly loosing it· And she was coming too quickly... ...she didn't want it to be over yet but god... ...there it is... ...right there... ...she whispered to Lena though shallow breaths... "I can't wait Lena... I want to but... god... it's... happening... now..." Her head lifted from the pillow and she came - her hands holding Lena's in place against her. Shamelessly she held them there wringing out each last spasm by pushing herself against those hands over and over. Aftershocks... ...one of the many benefits of coming so hard. Lena took her arm out from under Scully as she finally relaxed back onto the bed. She couldn't move, and frankly couldn't think of any good reason to try. They lay next to each other quietly. Lena stroked the inside of Scully's arm. "When do we leave?" "Tomorrow." "What about Skinner?" "He's already given the go ahead." "Has he now?" "Yes." "How convenient." "I'm all about convenience." Lena smiled at Scully as she rolled her eyes. "How did you manage getting him to sign off on it?" "I didn't, Mulder did." "Mulder?" "Yeah." "Hmmm. That just makes my blood run cold. I can't think of anything Mulder could say to Skinner to explain this without sending up the man's pulse into the cardiac arrest range." "Well, I'm getting a very clear image of Mulder packing. He must have said something that made the surly one give you two time off." Scully buried her head in the pillow. "Crap." Lena started giggling and Scully shot her a confused look. "That was funny." "What?" "...'Crap'. Out of your mouth it's quite funny." "Why?" Scully asked her eyes wrinkled in a smile even as her mouth framed a pout. "Because you just don't seem like the kind of woman who'd say 'crap' I guess." Lena laughed harder. Scully glared at her, squared her jaw and said through clenched teeth and a slight smile, "Crap." Lena was sent into another stream of giggles. She shook her head and kissed Scully's clenched jaw muscle. "You're not quite right, ya know?" "Don't tell anybody." "No one would believe me." "Good." Scully said, sitting up and shaking out her hair. She perched on her knees looking down at Lena, then added, "What am I going to pack?" "Sweaters, jeans, you know, standard warm crap." Lena looked at her, preparing for an eye roll. Scully didn't disappoint her, adding, "Dork." Lena giggled to herself as she made her way into the bathroom for a shower. -end-