Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2005 11:34:30 -0800 (PST)
From: John O'Connor <lushcoltrane@yahoo.com>
Subject: The X Files - Getting Into Character (lesbian celebrity)

Title: Getting Into Character

Author: John O'Connor

Email: lushcoltrane@yahoo.com

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Dana Scully/Tea Leoni

Category: PWP first time.

Date: December 26, 2005

Series: None.

Website: http://www.asstr.org/~John_OConnor/

Disclaimer: "The X Files" and its characters are the
property of 20th Century Fox and Ten-Thirteen
Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes
only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright
infringement is intended. Nor should anyone believe
this characterization of Tea Leoni is true or valid -
just an aberrant fantasy of mine. The original
characters, situations, and story are the property of
the author.

Summary: Tea Leoni wants to really get into the
character of Dana Scully.  An unaired scene from the
7th season episode "Hollywood AD" but no real
spoilers.

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Special Agent Dana Scully looked around the studio set
as Tea Leoni led her aside.  It was a cheap-looking
mockup of a cemetery complete with fake grass, fake
tombstones and fake zombies.

'Not at all like Sunnydale,' Dana mused, recalling her
last time in California - a solo mission to check out
some weird reports of an odd town north of the LA
area.  She tried to hide a smile as she recalled a
certain young blonde who claimed to be a vampire
slayer.

"So, how do you run in these?" the actress asked
again.  Already taller than Scully, she towered over
the FBI agent.

Dana looked down at the woman's high heels and shook
her head.  "I usually don't wear heels on duty."

"Sensible shoes, eh?  Thought so but I can't convince
these guys."  Nodding to one of the assistant set
directors, she added, "See him?  Brother-in-law of one
of the producers so he's got some pull.  Actually, he
got his start up in the Valley doing porn.  And if
you've ever seen porn, you know they have a thing for
high heels - even when the girl's stark naked."

Dana smiled and nodded.  She had seen more than a fair
share of Mulder's 'secret' porn stash and marveled at
how fake so much of it was.

"Well, Ms. Leoni, this..."

"Please, call me Tea."

Dana nodded, "Dana.  Anyway, I knew that Hollywood was
all make believe but I assumed this shoot warranted a
real cemetery or..."

Tea looked around smiling, "Yeah, pretty cheesy.
You'd think this was something for Fox TV, not a
theatrical release."

"Well, they got your hair right," Dana noted.

Rolling her eyes up, Tea agreed, "Yeah.  I think half
the budget went to the wig when I told them I didn't
want to dye my hair again."

"Again?"

"Sure.  I'm not really blonde but when I was starting
out, it seemed to gain more attention than brown.  But
after 'Deep Impact' and..."

"MS. LEONI TO THE SET!  MS. LEONI TO THE SET!"

Both women scowled at the man with the megaphone on
the other side of the 'cemetery'.  "Gotta go do my
ten-second bit of dialogue for this scene."

"Break a leg," Dana said with a smile.

"Thanks."  The taller 'redhead' started to walk away
then stopped, "Can we get together later?  I have some
more questions about you...and your work."

"Uh, sure," Dana said.

"Great.  Meet me at my trailer in an hour?"

"Well, I gotta...  Sure.  Okay."

"Great.  Off to the zombies..."

* * *

Dana made excuses to her partner and told him she'd
call him later.  She really didn't want to go to
dinner on the Sunset Strip and pretend to ignore
Mulder's scoping out the various dens of inequity
available.

In truth, Mulder didn't seem too upset.  While he
didn't say anything, she knew he was hoping for a
chance to really check out what he called "the
legendary Le Sex Shoppe chain".

Instead, she found herself outside Tea Leoni's
trailer.  It was far nicer than she expected from TV
and the movies.  It was a deluxe RV, not a standard,
off-the-lot model.

Knocking, she heard the star call her to enter.
Inside, the place was nicely made up.  The driver's
area was curtained off and the main area looked nice
and cozy.

Dana saw a copy of the script on the sofa and picked
it up.  As she was leafing through it, a voice called
from the sleeping area in back, "Make yourself
comfortable.  There's beer and wine in the fridge and
some harder stuff in the cupboard."

"Thanks," Dana said.  She poured herself a glass of
red wine from an opened bottle and sat on the sofa.
Once again flipping through the script, she shook her
head more than once.

"Not quite standard procedure, huh?" Tea said as she
exited the bedroom.  She had removed the red wig,
revealing her blonde-highlighted locks.  The woman had
dumped her black suit for a simple terry-cloth robe.
She also had a wine glass that she refilled.

Dana smiled and said, "Not exactly.  First, even if I
did see a zombie, I wouldn't read it it's rights."

"I wasn't sure if we were doing a movie about the FBI
or another 'Return of the Living Dead' movie.  A
couple of times, all I thought was missing was a
zombie calling for more brains," Tea observed.

Dana chuckled, "Well, since you didn't write it, I
won't...pick at it too much.  Anyway, you wanted to
ask me some questions?"

Seating herself next to Dana, Tea nodded, "Yes, a few.
 If you don't mind."  Dana shook her head.  "Okay.
You and Fox...  What kind of name is Fox?  Were his
parents hippies or something?"

Dana laughed, "No.  His father...  Well, definitely
not a hippy."  She decided not to discuss the
Conspiracy with this woman.  "He prefers Mulder
anyway."

"Okay, so you and Mulder have been partners
for...eight years?"

"Seven."

"Have you ever..." Tea wiggled her eyebrows knowingly.
 She leaned over a bit and her robe parted slightly,
exposing her cleavage.

"What...  No!  I mean...he's not my type really.  I,
uh..."  Dana realized she was staring at the other
woman's breasts.  She jerked her eyes up to see Tea
looking at her with a small smile on her face.

"What is your type?" Tea asked, standing up.
"Something like this?"  She loosened the robe's belt
and shrugged it off, standing naked before the stunned
special agent.

"You...  You're not..."

Noticing Dana's gaze on her pubic area, Tea giggled,
"No.  Not a natural blonde.  I just hide my roots
better than most."

Dana's eyes traveled up the woman's trim, sexy figure
and found herself standing.  Tea leaned down as Dana
pushed herself up, their lips meeting softly.

Tea pulled back and looked at Dana.  The redhead
slowly opened her eyes to see the blonde looking at
her.  She reached up and her hand slid around Tea's
neck to pull the woman down to her.

This kiss, as the first, started as just lips pressing
lips.  Tea felt Dana's lips part and she snaked her
tongue out into the smaller woman's mouth.  Dana's
tongue responded and the two sensuous muscles danced
and caressed each other, tasting each woman's mouth.

They stood there, the naked actress and the
still-clothed federal agent, trading wet, passionate
kisses.  Dana's hand remained behind Tea's head,
cupping her.  The other slowly stroked the woman's
bare back down to her buttocks.

'I can't believe I'm kissing this beautiful actress.
I can't believe...'  Dana's thoughts faded in her mind
as her arousal grew geometrically.

One of Tea's hands combed through Dana's short, russet
locks and the other held her close.

Finally, they pulled apart slowly, reluctantly.  Dana
looked at the other woman and asked, "Are you sure?
What about your husband?"

"David?  He's out of town.  Anyway, he's willing to
let me explore my wild side.  As long as I tell him
all the details."  Tea kissed Dana again, her tongue
welcomed by Dana.

"Now, let's see about all these clothes..."

* * *

Scully found herself as naked as the blonde actress
lying on her.  Tea's face was hovering over the
agent's breasts, her warm breath feathering over
Scully's hard nipples.  Dana really had no clear
recollection of her clothing being removed.  All Dana
could recall was the soft caresses of Tea's lips and
hands as her skin was bared.  And Tea's fascination
with the smaller woman's larger breasts

Tea obviously enjoyed Dana's 'assets' as she was
fondling them, kissing her nipples with an occasional
lick thrown in.  The woman was enthralled.

"I can't believe how beautiful your body is, Dana.
Your clothes do not do you justice!  These are
magnificent!  You are magnificent!"

With those words, Tea took one nubbin in her mouth.
Using suction, she pulled the nipple in between her
teeth and held it gently while her tongue toyed with
the tip.  Tugging enough to hold it taut, she pulled
back slightly.

"Ooo..." Dana sighed.

Tea smiled around her mouthful.  After a few more
tugs, and accompanying moans from the redhead, she
moved to the other breast.  As she nipped and tugged
on that nipple, her fingers played with damp one.

"Ooh Teaaaa..." the agent moaned.

"Oh Dana.  I've only begun," the blonde said as her
mouth blazed a trail down Dana's slender body to the
copper-colored fur pointing to the agent's treasure.

"So pretty," Tea muttered as she fingered the neatly
trimmed thatch of hair.  Her fingers move lower and
pulled Dana's mound open, saying "So beautiful..."

After saying those words, Tea found a better use for
her multi-talented mouth.  First placing a sweet, soft
kiss on Dana's nether lips, Tea began to explore her
new lover's wet heat.

Dana shivered with unvoiced pleasure as the woman's
tongue snaked around her mound, delving into her
petal-like folds and tasting the agent's intense
arousal.

The feeling of the actress' tongue sliding into her
was incredible.  Scully quickly found herself on the
verge of orgasm.  Her moans filled the sleeping area
as she relished Tea's artistry.

In moments, Dana was clawing the sheets beneath her.
Her moans became a low wail as her body shook with the
force of a fiercely exquisite climax.

Tea felt the velvet walls tighten around her tongue
and the agent's fluid gush into her lips and into her
mouth.  The tangy juice was nectar to the actress.
She wanted more.

Dana was coming down from her climax-induced high and
realized Tea wasn't stopping.  The woman's tongue
continued to dip into her.  "Oh Goddd..."

Tea was able to take her time and thoroughly enjoy her
partner's spicy flavor.  Her tongue started a pattern
on Dana's sex before she changed and explored the
red-furred mound randomly.

Loud squeals exploded from Dana every time Tea's
tongue even brushed her clitoris.  The squeals turned
into a long, loud moan as Tea sucked at the little bud
while her fingers slid into Dana's moist tightness.

"OOOOOOooooooOOOOOOO!!!  GGGGOOOooooooOOOODDDDDD!!!"

Dana collapsed back, her chest heaving as she tried to
recover from one of the strongest orgasms of her life.
 Tea propped her head on her hand as she lay next to
Scully, licking her lips and gazing lovingly at the
sweaty woman she had just enjoyed.

Finally opening her eyes, Dana managed to whisper,
"God, you are..."

When she didn't go on, Tea smiled happily and said,
"You are so beautiful!  So sexy!  So delicious!"

Dana leaned up and kissed Tea, tasting herself.
"Mmm..."

"You like?"

"Not as much as I'll like you..."

Tea laughed, "But you haven't even..."

"I will," Dana promised.

And, in moments, she had her face pressed into the
dripping cleft beneath Tea's dark curls, her tongue
tasting and enjoying the actress' sweet tanginess.

* * *

"We made love for hours.  It was fantastic!" Dana said
as she finished her tale.  "So that was my Hollywood
adventure.  Anything else?"

"So did you ever get together again after that night?"

"Nope.  We met at the premier and it was nice but we
didn't have a chance to do anything...fun."  Dana
chuckled, "Oh, and no one else knows anything about
this."

"So I can't tell Mulder?"

"No!  I'm waiting for the proper moment to torture him
with this myself."

Fingers combed through Dana's rust-colored curls and
into her.  With a chuckle, her lover asked, "So when
you gonna tell me about Sunnydale and this...  What
did you call her, a slayer?"

"Yes, a vampire slayer."

"Sounds like a nice, creepy story, Dana."

"Oh it was, Monica.  It was," Dana whispered as she
snuggled closer to her raven-haired lover.  "Sexy
too..."


John O'Connor
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