The Truth is Out There--Scene 36 from XF3
by Lolabeegood

E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com
Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached.

Rating: R
Categories: S, R
Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance, Post-IWTB
Spoilers: IWTB
Summary:  The truth is something Mulder & Scully may have to 
pay a steep price for.

Author's Notes: 

Ever since I watched IWTB I have thought of the ideal way to 
start and storyline a third movie.  So, after much thought 
and deliberation I have a series of scenes that I have written 
for the third XF movie.  The scenes will not necessarily run 
right after each other but they are in sequence.  They are 
more like scenes I would like to see in the XF3 that develop 
character, tie loose ends, and add plot interest.  

I do not own the characters and I don't make any money from 
this.

Enjoy!

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Franz Lutman pulled up outside their motel.  It had been a 
long day.  They interviewed Elric hours ago and had not 
been able to find one lead on Patrick's whereabouts or those 
of former agents Mulder and Scully.  They had tracked down 
the bus driver around midnight, but he didn't remember the 
kid.  

Tomorrow they would canvas the library and see if any morning 
staff or patrons remembered the young man.  Until then, they 
had a few hours to sleep and re-charge before hitting the 
trail again.  Franz knew they were no good to anyone if 
they were exhausted, but he also knew that going to bed 
when on a hunt was one of the hardest things for an agent 
to do.  

"Home sweet home" Franz murmured as Mallory undid her belt.

"Well, for tonight at least" she smiled back at him.

He removed himself from the car and went around to the trunk 
to grab their bags.   Mallory was used to this chivalrous 
act of his and walked directly to her room and started to 
fumble with her key.  She opened the door and Franz walked 
past her placing her bag on the foot of her bed.  When he 
heard the door close he turned to face her.

"Mallory, we need to sleep" he chastised her.

She walked toward him like an animal circling its prey "I'll 
sleep much better after some exercise."

She got close to him and pulled at his tie.  He smiled at her 
and couldn't help but look flattered.

"Let me at least go and brush my teeth." 

"You're perfect, just the way you are" she said as she 
started to undo his tie.

"Mallory, I have 2 days sweat and dirt on me.  Let me have a 
shower" he said moving away from her "not all of us can stay 
as pulled together as you."

"You can have a shower, or a nice long bath, whatever you 
want...after" she said undoing the buttons on his shirt.

He watched as she slid each button from its hole and his 
shirt fell more and more open.  

"You're not making this easy" he grinned at her.

"Who said anything with us is easy?" she smiled as he 
reached for his belt.

"Don't you want easy...one day?" he asked as she slid the 
belt out of the loops.

"I've always been the one to take the road less traveled" she 
smiled as she ran her hands over his big, hairy chest.

"You are very convincing" he said as he lunged in for a kiss.

She met him with equal amounts of passion as his tongue slid 
in and out of her moist mouth.  His hands danced across her 
back as he pulled her shirt from her pants and reached for 
her bra clasp.  She whimpered as he roughly shoved his knee 
between her legs and ground his thigh up against her with 
purpose.  

With one quick movement he pulled her shirt over her head and 
snapped the bra from her body.  She was naked from the waist 
up and he leaned in to taste her skin.  Her breasts were sweet 
like almonds, the curve of her neck smelled of honeysuckle and 
her shoulders were soft as Egyptian cotton.  Franz committed 
each spot to memory, as he always did, thinking in the back 
of his mind that this may be the last time he was with her.  

She gyrated against his thigh and arched her back to reveal 
plump, pert breasts waiting to be suckled.  Franz dove into 
her chest licking and sucking her nipples as he bit at her 
mounds and roughly ran his hands over her stimulated 
areolas.  

She moaned in his embrace and her chest heaved as she got 
closer and closer to orgasm.  He reached to undo his pants 
and they dropped to the floor at his feet.  He grasped the 
button on hers and popped her free of the encapsulating 
fabric and underwear.  She kicked her pants free of her 
feet and pulled at him as she moved toward the wall.  

Franz smacked his body into hers when she hit the wall.  
She smiled at him and he rubbed the back of her head 
where the impact was.  He moved her legs apart with his 
thighs, pulled her up with his arms and pushed himself 
unapologetically into her.  She gasped at the intrusion 
and then sunk around him tangling her hairy mound with 
his.    

They both gyrated against the other, he making fast pumps 
into her body while she circled his cock with her hips.  
The pressure was perfect, the friction divine, and the 
moaning very loud.  It was a familiar dance with him and 
her, they knew each others bodies very well, they both 
knew what pleased the other and sought out that pleasure.  

She banged her head hard against the wall when her orgasm 
overwhelmed her.  The wince of pain across her face almost 
got Franz to stop seeking his own release until he saw a 
look of utter calm wash over her face.  He continued to 
pump fiercely into her longing for his own orgasm.  She 
smiled at him and reached her face closer to lick one 
nipple.  That simple act was his undoing and he spilled 
himself into her and heaved his body over her shoulder.  

They stood joined to each other for a few minutes, each 
trying to gain their breath. Franz released her slowly 
to the floor; his penis fell from her body, and then took 
one step back.  She opened her eyes and smiled a slow, 
sweet smile at him, telling him she was really happy he 
obliged her request.  It was that smile, not the orgasms, 
that kept him coming back again and again.

He reached to pull up his pants "I didn't wear a condom.  
We usually use a condom." 

"Have you been with anyone else recently?" she asked as 
she walked towards her luggage.

"No" he said. 

"Then we're fine" she said as she opened her bag.

Her avoidance of him was telling.  He knew the answer to 
his question before he asked it.

"Have you?" he closed his eyes as he asked.

There was a long silence.

"We used protection" she said not turning to face him.

"Good" he said as he did up his shirt.

She paused to look at the bathrobe in her hands.  He knew 
she wasn't that interested in the robe.  She was 
contemplating telling him about her encounter with the 
other man.  Franz was her best friend and she longed to 
share these details with him, she didn't because she knew 
it would break his heart.  

"It was nothing" she mumbled under her breath.

He walked over to pick up his bag by the door.  Without 
turning he uttered "I'll see you in the morning".

Franz walked out her door and went down the walkway to his 
own room, where he would not sleep for the rest of the 
night.

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The end scene 36