I’ve never been a B&B type of guy. Until now. Until Scully.
Mulder and Scully and a vacation at a B&B.
This fic is the ultimate in escapism; it's the beauty of what an unencumbered M&S in love look like. It started as a IWTB Mailing List punishment fic, handed out over grave misdemeanors such as posting a story twice to the list. There are quite a few really juicy fics resulting from such punishment, and I'm hoping to collect as many as possible and combine in one volume here.
Meanwhile, this is the final story in my daily PWP distraction from US political drama postings, I hope. I'd like to think that as long as Mulder and Scully are doing the wild thing, all is right in the world. Hopefully we're back to M, W & F posts. 🙂