From: Erinstone1@aol.com

Shrink - Chapter 8
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Category: Scully/Slash
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Summary:  Scully decides she needs to take responsibility for her unhappiness.





Scully sat on the couch in her apartment with a cup of tea and her notebook. 
She opened the small zip lock bag and withdrew the first of the tapes Marlene 
had given to her. It was dated 'April 12'. She put the tape into her small 
hand held recorder and hit the 'rewind' button, then 'play'. 

The music sounded new age-y. It was high pitched and loud. The voice rang in, 
probably male, with 'Is the doctor in?'. The caller repeated the phrase three 
times and rung off.

"Geez." Scully stopped the recorder and made some notes, then hit 'play' 
again.

Dr. Aris' clear deep voice came through, 'Pledge call Marlene. No more short 
skirts on days when Mr. Deems has an appointment.' Scully smiled and stopped 
the tape. She sipped at her tea and considered the doctor's legs. Yes, the 
average male would find a definite distraction there. She wrapped a strand of 
hair around her finger, twirling it gently. 

Marlene's admission that Dr. Aris was a lesbian had shaken Scully some. She'd 
been thinking about it since she'd parted with Marlene at the restaurant. It 
surprised her that she'd not noticed. So much for the keen observation skills 
of an FBI agent. 

Maybe it was that the focus had been on herself and not Dr. Aris. Or possibly 
that the clinical nature of their meetings had prevented Scully from 
considering anything personal about the doctor. She sipped again at her tea, 
releasing the hair she'd been twirling. 

Scully set her tea down on the coffee table along with the bag of tapes and 
the recorder. She walked into the bedroom and lay down on her bed. She 
stretched herself out and flexed her feet, feeling the tension that had 
collected in them from a day's worth of high heels and Mulder.

'Just for a minute or two.' She thought. She'd already put a request in for 
phone records for Dr. Aris' office. It would be at least two hours before she 
could expect to get any printouts. 

Her body felt restless, confined. Her suit constricted the movement of her 
legs and her shoulders. She sat up again and removed her jacket and skirt, 
laying them across the chair next to her bed. She reached behind the bedroom 
door and took an old pair of sweat pants off the hook. After peeling off her 
nylons and shedding her bra she slipped the sweat pants on and got a clean 
tee shirt out of her bottom dresser drawer.

'Much better'. She lay down on the bed once again feeling more relaxed than 
she had all day.

She closed her eyes and let her mind clear. Free association took over and 
the first face she saw was Marlene's. 

Sweet woman. Scully wished she could have someone take care of her like 
Marlene took care of Dr. Aris.

Dr. Aris.

Scully tried to clear her mind again. She flexed her feet once more. 

She pictured the faceless man who always seemed to come to her. The one who 
made her body buzz·  

Yes - he could make her restless body relax.

She felt her hands tingle slightly.

She imagined her hands on either side of his face. Holding his mouth right 
were she needed him, between her legs. Her hands flexed on the comforter. She 
could almost feel the rough texture of the black man's hair as she held his 
head in place. Her right hand drifted to the loose waistband of her sweat 
pants.

'Right there· right there·'

Her hips pushed up off of the mattress and into the imaginary lover's mouth.

'Perfect·'

She ran her fingers over his ears and down his cheeks. She felt lower to get 
him to lap at her fingers as well as her clit. She put her index finger into 
his mouth and he sucked on it. 

'I like that.'

Her hand inside the sweat pants· she rubbed herself against the fabric of her 
underwear. She was so swollen.

He continued to lap at her, pushing a long slim finger slowly inside·

He rubbed his cheeks against her hands·

His face was changing. 

His stubble turned smooth. 

His cheek was soft.

She lost her rhythm as she stroked herself. Her train of thought temporarily 
derailed. She ran her hands through his hair. 

It was longer. Soft curls wrapped themselves around her fingers as his tongue 
continued to lap.

She tried to ignore the changes in her lover's face and lose herself in the 
feel of that tongue. Too good to let this one disappear. Her body hummed.

'So close·'

The finger inside her twisted as it plunged and she increased the pace of her 
own finger's rubbing. 

She wanted to watch him, imagine herself coming in his mouth.

She tried to picture him in her mind. His strong jaw, the hazy outline of his 
face·

But when she pictured him in her mind as she got close to coming it wasn't 
him. 

It was Dr. Aris.

Her blond hair wrapped itself around Scully's fingers.

Her soft mouth worked between Scully's legs.

The tip of her tongue ran back and forth against her.

Her long fingers twisting and plunging inside her.

She came with a ferocity she was completely unprepared for· her body shook as 
she held three fingers of her left hand inside herself. The muscles inside 
her convulsing enough to nearly force them out.

'Oh my God.'

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