Title: Couch
Author: Amal Nahurriyeh,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Summary: What happens when you get out of the taxi. (Sequel to Taxi Ride.)
Pairing: MSR.
Rating: NC-17 for drunken, awkward, yet ultimately successful sex
Warnings: None.
Timeline/Spoilers: Er. I have written myself into a box here, but there's a bed and it's not absurd, so technically post-Monday, but I set the prequel in the first half of s6, so, um, don't ask me, OK?
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xf_santa, as a gift for mimic117. Perhaps not as plotty as you were hoping for, but I really do hope you enjoy. Many thanks to maybe_amanda for the beta.
This is a sequel to Taxi Ride, which I wrote for a long-ago pornbattle. It will probably not make sense if you have not read the previous story, but the gist of it is: there was a great deal of alcohol, and a very pleasant cab ride. And Scully's underwear are in her pocket now, though she's going to forget that shortly.
( Neither of them are talking as they walk up the steps to his building. )
There is, theoretically, a third part to this story. Hopefully it will take me fewer than 15 months to produce it.
Author: Amal Nahurriyeh,
amalnahurriyeh/amalnahurriyeh, amalnahurriyeh at gmail dot comSummary: What happens when you get out of the taxi. (Sequel to Taxi Ride.)
Pairing: MSR.
Rating: NC-17 for drunken, awkward, yet ultimately successful sex
Warnings: None.
Timeline/Spoilers: Er. I have written myself into a box here, but there's a bed and it's not absurd, so technically post-Monday, but I set the prequel in the first half of s6, so, um, don't ask me, OK?
Written for
xf_santa, as a gift for mimic117. Perhaps not as plotty as you were hoping for, but I really do hope you enjoy. Many thanks to maybe_amanda for the beta.This is a sequel to Taxi Ride, which I wrote for a long-ago pornbattle. It will probably not make sense if you have not read the previous story, but the gist of it is: there was a great deal of alcohol, and a very pleasant cab ride. And Scully's underwear are in her pocket now, though she's going to forget that shortly.
( Neither of them are talking as they walk up the steps to his building. )
There is, theoretically, a third part to this story. Hopefully it will take me fewer than 15 months to produce it.
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