The sun bathing his skin and her soft lips around his hard member feel like heaven. There’s nothing like a comfortable lounger on the poolside and losing yourself in the woman of your life’s mouth. The way she opens her eyes and her look pierces through his tinted glasses to reach his gaze when she almost lands at his base drives him crazy. That and the yummy sound escaping her throat and echoing on every fiber of his cock. Somehow, he has always considered this act as one of the biggest proofs of his love. It has been misinterpreted by some in the past, but never with her. He thinks there’s something sacred in a blowjob. He completely abandons himself to her and he allows her to take control, to overpower him. She could hurt him right now. She could severely injure him if she wanted to. She could also release him from this sweet torture any time she wants. She knows where to lick, how hard to suck, when to take him deep and how much time to spend on this spot, at the back of his tip, before he loses it. The most precious part of his body is all hers. He has confided his dick with her lips and his balls to her hand. How this could not be taken as a proof of love?
Oddly, it’s not her tongue swirling on his tip nor her middle finger pressing harder and harder against his ass hole that send him on the edge right now. After all, orgasms could be mostly cerebral, he thinks, because the friction of her hard nipple against his thigh and the sight of her hips raising and lowering as she rubs her sex against his shin eclipses everything else. He can even feel her wetness through the hairs of his leg and wishes he was flexible enough to reach her ass. He wishes he was mentally strong enough to make her stop and turn things around. But his body feels so heavy and weak at the same time. He belongs to her right now, she’s the one who decides when this will be over and how it’ll end.
He hopes it’ll never end.
“I’m done. Can I go now?” she asks with her fingers tightly wrapped around his base and her lips softly caressing the pulsing vein of his cock on every syllable.
He barely heard, his mind is dizzy and his ears are buzzing. He must have misunderstood. Where would she go, and why would she go now anyway? She likes to torture him sometimes, but not like that. Not while still holding him and not when she’s soaking wet on his leg. Now that she’s stopped her exquisite motions, he feels his strengths coming back. Maybe he’s strong enough to lift her and put her on her knees. Hopefully, he’ll be strong enough to stand on his feet behind her.
“Can I go, mister Duchovny?” She uses the sexiest voice she can as he was trying to raise. It still doesn’t make sense, he thinks.
Or maybe it does. She always has to go, it’s crazy. Why would this amazing blowjob be different from their relationship itself? One day she’s here and they’re happy, and the second after she’s on the other side of the world and he’s unable to do anything besides missing her for days. “Yes, go, leave me again! You’re so good at it!” he wants to scream, but his voice remains trapped in his throat and it seems like she’s gone already. He can’t feel her mouth anymore. Her beautiful blue eyes have vanished, such as the sensation of her blond curl brushing the inside of his thighs. What he does feel is the dark hole in his heart, aching and silently screaming for her to come back. In vain.
“Mister Duchov…” A scream of disgust follows his last name and the sight of the back of the cleaning lady rushing towards the house and throwing her apron inside the pool is the first thing he sees as he opens his eyes, finally out of his reverie. After a few seconds of incomprehension, he realizes that his hand inside his tented board shorts is probably the reason of the lady’s anger and disgust. He’ll have a hard time explaining that later…
He puts his glasses on the side of the chair and stands up to jump inside the pool in a gracious diving. He needs to cool both his body and mind after what just happened. Hopefully, after tonight, this kind of dreams won’t end in nightmares of loneliness and abandon anymore. Hopefully, tonight, after her car has crossed his portal for the first time in three months and she has seen the red carpet leading to his door where he’ll be standing in an over-expensive suit, after she walked towards him pretending to not understand what’s happening, after he kneels before her, takes her hand in his, and asks her the same question he had asked her twenty years ago, hopefully she will not go anywhere. Never.
15. “I’d say, ‘why don’t we just have sex? Let’s get it on with right here on the table of this coffee shop!’ He better fucking say ‘yes’!” – Gillian Anderson
14. “I’m here and I heart Scully.” – David Duchovny “And I heart Mulder all the way from Belfast.” – Gillian Anderson
13. “Nate’s…Nate’s the single guy.” – David Duchovny
12. “There’s an attraction. Maybe more than an attraction, but it’s not going to happen.” – Gillian Anderson
11. We’ve known each other for more than 21 years. We are best friends. And always will be.” – Gillian Anderson
10. “Gillian has beautiful eyes. Her eyes anchor me to the scene. They’re big and they’re blue and they’re wet.” – David Duchovny
9. “I think as you get older, I think if you’re lucky, if you’re maturing, the stuff that used to bother you, the little things, kind of evaporate and all that’s left is the heart. And that’s all we have left is just total appreciation of one another.” – David Duchovny
8. “Lying in bed in Jodhpur watching live NYCC panel. Miss you guys. Especially one of you.” – Gillian Anderson
7. “We see each other on rare and pleasant occasions and it’s nice. It’s a great relationship and I’m very fond of it and him.” – Gillian Anderson
6. “It’s magical and difficult, wondrous and painful, frustrating and joyous, as any intense , intimate relationship is.” – Gillian Anderson
5. It’s a little as if we have secrets between us. Everything is conveyed by communication beyond words. Perhaps, after all, you could interpret that as love.” – David Duchovny
4. “We embraced and I just burst into tears. We held our embrace for a really long time and I think it was just flooding over us, the importance of this agreement that we’ve had to be in each other’s lives in a very powerful way.” – Gillian Anderson
3. “We have a connection, not just in the fact that we experienced that together, but we have, as two human beings, we have a connection and a camaraderie and a dynamic between the two of us that is also unique to me than any other relationship that I have in my life. There’s an intimacy there, that only exists there, in that particular way.” – Gillian Anderson
2. “David and Gillian stood in that room together alone, and held each other for a good five minutes. They didn’t talk, they didn’t move, they just held each other. Tears running down their faces.” – Kim Manners
1. “You could just see it in their faces, how much they truly did love each other. And that wasn’t just Dana and Fox, that was David and Gillian. They truly, truly loved each other. Oh, I never saw anything like it. I’ve been in this business all my life, literally. And I think David and Gillian’s relationship, Scully and Mulder, are one of the greatest male/female in TV history.” – Kim Manners
First of all, because life is not a fanfiction and I don’t believe they spend every minute together fucking in a pool, I assume she can still be a regular mom and be with David at the same time, just like he can be a dad and be with her.
Then, usually, when she disappears like that, I assume she’s vacationing somewhere. Sometimes, she’s “alone” (remember Mexico, and the time she sunbathed fully naked?), sometimes we know she’s with her boys because they’re spotted with her. It’s Easter break right now, so I guess those boys must be with one of their parents right now. So they could be vacationing with Gillian somewhere, maybe they were in LA when she was spotted there, maybe the whole family is in Costa Rica with Piper, or maybe they’re with their father. Gillian and Mark share their custody, so he has to be a regular father too. That’s something we usually tend to forget. Gillian isn’t their only parent and sometimes, she’s just not with them because that’s the way it is.
Since we still have no news from her and we know she isn’t in London, my headcanon is this one: she spent two weeks with David in LA, and now that David has resurfaced in NY, she left LA to keep vacationing somewhere with her boys as she split the Easter holidays with Mark.
The sun bathing his skin and her soft lips around his hard member feel like heaven. There’s nothing like a comfortable lounger on the poolside and losing yourself in the woman of your life’s mouth. The way she opens her eyes and her look pierces through his tinted glasses to reach his gaze when she almost lands at his base drives him crazy. That and the yummy sound escaping her throat and echoing on every fiber of his cock. Somehow, he has always considered this act as one of the biggest proofs of his love. It has been misinterpreted by some in the past, but never with her. He thinks there’s something sacred in a blowjob. He completely abandons himself to her and he allows her to take control, to overpower him. She could hurt him right now. She could severely injure him if she wanted to. She could also release him from this sweet torture any time she wants. She knows where to lick, how hard to suck, when to take him deep and how much time to spend on this spot, at the back of his tip, before he loses it. The most precious part of his body is all hers. He has confided his dick with her lips and his balls to her hand. How this could not be taken as a proof of love?
Oddly, it’s not her tongue swirling on his tip nor her middle finger pressing harder and harder against his ass hole that send him on the edge right now. After all, orgasms could be mostly cerebral, he thinks, because the friction of her hard nipple against his thigh and the sight of her hips raising and lowering as she rubs her sex against his shin eclipses everything else. He can even feel her wetness through the hairs of his leg and wishes he was flexible enough to reach her ass. He wishes he was mentally strong enough to make her stop and turn things around. But his body feels so heavy and weak at the same time. He belongs to her right now, she’s the one who decides when this will be over and how it’ll end.
He hopes it’ll never end.
“I’m done. Can I go now?” she asks with her fingers tightly wrapped around his base and her lips softly caressing the pulsing vein of his cock on every syllable.
He barely heard, his mind is dizzy and his ears are buzzing. He must have misunderstood. Where would she go, and why would she go now anyway? She likes to torture him sometimes, but not like that. Not while still holding him and not when she’s soaking wet on his leg. Now that she’s stopped her exquisite motions, he feels his strengths coming back. Maybe he’s strong enough to lift her and put her on her knees. Hopefully, he’ll be strong enough to stand on his feet behind her.
“Can I go, mister Duchovny?” She uses the sexiest voice she can as he was trying to raise. It still doesn’t make sense, he thinks.
Or maybe it does. She always has to go, it’s crazy. Why would this amazing blowjob be different from their relationship itself? One day she’s here and they’re happy, and the second after she’s on the other side of the world and he’s unable to do anything besides missing her for days. “Yes, go, leave me again! You’re so good at it!” he wants to scream, but his voice remains trapped in his throat and it seems like she’s gone already. He can’t feel her mouth anymore. Her beautiful blue eyes have vanished, such as the sensation of her blond curl brushing the inside of his thighs. What he does feel is the dark hole in his heart, aching and silently screaming for her to come back. In vain.
“Mister Duchov…” A scream of disgust follows his last name and the sight of the back of the cleaning lady rushing towards the house and throwing her apron inside the pool is the first thing he sees as he opens his eyes, finally out of his reverie. After a few seconds of incomprehension, he realizes that his hand inside his tented board shorts is probably the reason of the lady’s anger and disgust. He’ll have a hard time explaining that later…
He puts his glasses on the side of the chair and stands up to jump inside the pool in a gracious diving. He needs to cool both his body and mind after what just happened. Hopefully, after tonight, this kind of dreams won’t end in nightmares of loneliness and abandon anymore. Hopefully, tonight, after her car has crossed his portal for the first time in three months and she has seen the red carpet leading to his door where he’ll be standing in an over-expensive suit, after she walked towards him pretending to not understand what’s happening, after he kneels before her, takes her hand in his, and asks her the same question he had asked her twenty years ago, hopefully she will not go anywhere. Never.
That’s too much honor 😀 I’m good beside a strep throat which makes me stay at home today and probably the whole weekend, so I’m sorry in advance for flooding your dash 😀 And As soon as Gillovny’s out, we organize the biggest gathering party and I won’t accept any excuse for not attending. Everyone ditch your kids, husbands, wives, jobs, we all forget about money issues and we meet up and party like there’s no tomorrow. Actually there’s no tomorrow, because she will party the day after and the day after again!
No, things like that don’t make me doubt at all, because actually, even if we assume they’re only friends, they still can’t attend such events together. They can’t go to regular places to have a meal, they can’t walk regular streets together, but still they have meals together, attend events and parties together, and do things together without us knowing it. They’ve admitted it during interviews many times.
So things like that don’t make me doubt. They just make me hope that some day they can peacefully do it together. But it’s probably a wishful thought.
Skeptics read their press and interpret it differently, which is fine. Antis don’t read it and still manage to twist her words at their advantage. This is something else…
“gillian, give me this fucking phone. let’s forget the whole thing and make sweet and tender love.” “no.” “okay. let’s make hard and fast love.” she laughs again. he loves her too much. “it’s tempting but no, thank you.” “gillian, i’m begging you. i’ll do anything you want.” “anything?” “yes.” “alright… you’ll go to baftas with me. you’re gonna be holding my hand, you’ll be smiling at me and you’ll kiss me in front of the crowd.”
he doesn’t have to think about it. they’ve already discussed it. they both decided that they’ll come out once they both feel ready. seems like she does so he’s got nothing left to lose. he looks at her and sees that she’s not joking. he gets serious, too. “i’ll go to the baftas if you marry me.” “what?!” “you know how i feel. i know how you feel. we both want this to be forever. i can kneel right now or at any other occasion. you just have to say yes.” “i’ll say yes if you move in with me.” david thinks about it. he knows it’s not impossible anymore. his kids are grown up, they’ll be still seeing him over the weekends, he may get used to the rain and weird accent. “i’ll move in with you if you agree to do more x-files.” “oh my god, are you serious? david, we’re too old for that shit.” “speak for yourself.” “i am. i’m tired. i’m old and i don’t want to wear that terrible wig ever again.” “so no x-files?” “no.” “okay, i won’t move in with you.” “okay, i won’t marry you.” “i won’t go with you to baftas.” “i will post that photo of you!" david freezes again. she’s laughing again.
"alright” he sighs. “let’s take it slow, step by step, okay? you won’t post this photo, i’ll consider going as your plus one. you’ll consider marrying me. and now you’re gonna put that phone away and get naked again.” she agrees. when she lays on his chest she smiles. “you know i wouldn’t post that picture in the first place, right?” “what?” “i wouldn’t. you’re too cute to share."
(i got carried away and it doesn’t make sense, sorry :D)
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Oh my god! It’s so sweet, and also, what the hell was on that picture????!!!!
Just Holding Hands 