The first kiss was gentle. Slow. Soft. They were sat on his couch holding hands. Neither one was sure who started the kiss; they had began it at the same time. They had started this together and they knew they would end it together. Of course, this was, technically, not their first kiss but neither were sure if the other two really counted. They were reassurances, comforts, celebrations. This was a promise.
It was Mulder that deepened the kiss. He cupped her face and used his thumbs to stroke each of her cheeks. He ran his tongue along her lip, asking silently for her permission. Scully smiled gently into the kiss and slowly parted her lips. Mulder slipped his tongue inside her hot mouth, moving one hand to the base of her neck and the other to clasp her hand. Their fingers entwined as their tongues explored each other's mouths. They broke apart only when they needed air, placing their foreheads together and breathing the scent of each other. Scully was still lost in the kiss that had just happened while Mulder smiled to himself gently before placing a kiss on her forehead.
He pulled back and met her eyes. They gazed at each other, neither quite believing that this was finally happening. They smiled at each other before Mulder placed another soft, chaste kiss on her lips. He began peppering kisses on her neck, suckling her earlobe as he went. Scullys breath caught in her throat and her eyes flickered shut. Her hands moved into Mulders hair and she allowed her head to fall back, giving him access to her throat. He placed one of his hands on her leg while the other slowly moved down her body, ghosting over her breasts and onto her hip before stopping. He pulled away and looked into her half lidded eyes, both of them breathing heavily. He took both her hands in his and gently pulled, motioning her to stand and move into the comfort of the bedroom. This was it. Would she follow him? Or would she think better of it? Either way, things were different now and, no matter her decision, there was no going back to the way things were before. Nothing was said, no words were needed. His eyes asked for consent to go further, at the same time stressing that he was perfectly happy if she didn't want to. He was happy to just hold her in his arms. Her eyes gave it; she wanted this. She wanted him. She always had. She always would. She stood slowly, never taking her eyes from his and he led them into the other room.
After she had closed the door behind her, he caught her lips again in a desperate kiss and softly manoeuvred her against the door. Her hands were back on him, one in his hair, the other on his shoulder while his were preoccupied with caressing her body. He returned his lips to her neck as his hand crept up under her top. He cupped her on top of her bra before moving the cup aside. She moaned as he pinched her nipple before circling it with his finger. "Do you like that Scully?", he breathed into her ear, which was answered with a sighed "yes."
Returning to her lips, he kissed her forcefully as his hands moved to the bottom of her shirt. He slowly lifted it over her body, breaking the kiss only for the second it took to throw the shirt to the other side of the room which was soon joined by his jumper and top. Scully ran her hands over Mulders bare chest, feeling accomplishment from the way she made him shiver before throwing her arms around his neck. He finished the assault on her lips and began biting and sucking the crook where her shoulder met her neck. He placed one hand against the wall to steady his shaking legs and ran the other up her inner thigh and into her skirt. Her breath hitched as he rubbed her on top of her panties before he quickly removed his fingers, licked them, slipped his hand inside her panties and began stroking her bare clit with his wet fingers. Her breaths came in heavy sighs as he parted her folds with two fingers and drew circles with a third. His voice was deep as he whispered into her ear. "That feel good Scully?"
She could barely find her voice. "Yes." Mulder raised his head to look at her and smirked. His well known cocksure grin. Damn him, he was adorable. He felt her pussy get wetter against his fingers and slid his fingers into her cunt; one to begin with, then two, then three. Her breathing began quicker and her moaning became louder with each consecutive finger. Suddenly, Mulder removed his fingers, resulting in a disappointed sigh from Scully. She watched, eyes clouded with lust, as Mulder placed his fingers in his mouth and carefully licked them with an appreciative moan.
"God Scully, you taste good."
"Let me try."
Mulder looked at her with a little shock which turned into pure lust as he slipped his finger back inside of her, never breaking eye contact, and then placed that finger in her mouth. Mulder felt Scullys tongue lick his finger, heard her moan as she tasted herself, felt teeth as she teased him. He removed his finger and undid the zipper at the side of her skirt, allowing it to fall so that she was left in only her underwear. With her arms still around his neck, all he had to do was kneel a little and lift her so her legs were around his waist. Like this, he carried her over to the bed and gently laid her down with him on top.
He still couldn't believe this was happening. After seven years of love for this woman, she was in his bed and they were finally together. He was overcome with the sudden desire to kiss her again and he quickly pressed their lips together. Everything he felt for her was in that kiss. It all came flooding back. The first day he'd met her, their first case, the way she trusted him so quickly, the way she put the scientific side to the impossible, her abduction, the cancer, nearly losing her, getting her back, the amount of times he had saved her life and the amount of times she had saved his. She was the day to his night, the light in his life, the yin to his yang. She completed him and gave his life a meaning. Whenever he had wanted to stop fighting, she gave him strength. He didn't believe in God but he didn't need to. He believed in Scully.
They broke the kiss, desperate for air. Slowly, Mulder began grinding against her and Scullys legs tightened around his waist. He continued grinding while he entwined his hands in hers and raised her arms above her head. He kissed down her neck, nibbling the hickeys he had already made and moved to her throat. When he kissed down to her breasts he stopped. He disentangled himself from her legs, climbed off of her and slowly rolled her onto her stomach. He began planting kisses down her spine, starting at the back of her neck. When he reached the clasp of her bra, he unhooked it and kissed the newly bare patch of skin. When he reached the bottom of her spine, he rolled her over again, removed her bra and laid himself on top of her once more. He kissed her again before moving down to her now bare breasts and taking a nipple into his mouth. Her breath caught as he circled his tongue around one while his hand mimicked his movements on the other. He gave it a gentle bite eliciting a quick gasp from Scully. He swapped so that her other nipple would be given the same attention as Scully softly encouraged him. He began to move down her body once more, kissing her stomach before moving down to her thighs. He licked the length of her thigh, doing the same to the other before pulling off her panties at a teasingly slow speed and throwing them across the room. Barely able to hold back his grin, he looked at her to see her reaction. She smiled at him, completely at ease. He cocked his eyebrows, then spread her legs wide so she was open before him. He lowered his head to her clit and began licking her wet pussy, slipping two fingers inside of her for added effect. She began to buck underneath him, moaning his name on a seemingly endless repeat. Her eyes were shut, her mouth was open and her hands were gripping the bedsheets. He swapped his movements, his fingers now on her clit and his tongue inside her cunt. God, she tasted good. He couldn't get enough. He moaned in appreciation, sending vibrations through her entire body. Judging from how loud she was getting, Mulder figured she was getting close and he wasn't quite done with her yet. He stopped abruptly and threw a smug little grin at her. She would've hit him if her limbs had allowed her. It was then she realised something.
"Mulder," she said breathlessly, "too many clothes."
She cocked her eyes down to his still clothed erection before he laughed and climbed back up her body to meet her lips with his own. She suddenly found the energy to flip him onto his back, remove his jeans and boxers and take his cock in her hand. She slid her hand up and down the shaft, paying close attention to his now ragged breathing. As much as he hated to stop her, he had to.
"Scully, I'm not gonna last much longer if you keep doing that."
She smiled down at him as she placed herself above him. Mulder took hold of her hips as she slid herself onto his hard cock. She moaned breathlessly while he all but growled. She started to buck on top of him and his fingers gripped her hips so hard, they were both sure they'd be bruises there in the morning. Her hands gripped his chest before she ghosted her fingers over his nipples. God, he loved seeing her like this; head thrown back, mouth open, moaning, breasts bouncing as she bucked. He needed this woman more than he needed air. He pulled himself up to meet her, catching her lips with a kiss before flipping her down onto the bed. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust into her. He gripped the headboard for extra pull, her desperate moaning encouraging him to go as deep, hard and fast as possible. He was close and so was she. Without warning, both came together screaming the others name before collapsing into an embrace.
Like everything in their relationship, they had started this together and they had ended it together. Mulder was the first to move. He positioned himself onto his back and placed his arms around Scully who had now lain herself down on top of him. They lay there like that for what felt like hours, he kissing the top of her head and caressing her arms, she listening to the steady, reassuring beat of his heart. For some reason, she felt the need to tell him she could hear it. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she delivered the fact. "I can hear your heartbeat."
He smiled into her hair and answered that fact with another just as softly as she had done. "It beats only for you." For the first time in forever, Mulder fell asleep quickly and slept soundly. For the first time in forever, he had no worries, no fears. They could wait till tomorrow. What he had now was the woman he loved cradled in his arms. She was his and he was hers. That was all that mattered.
Scully had been thinking about the paths people took through life. Could it be changed in a single moment? Did she want to change hers? Now she had her answer and it was simple. She had always known it. Mulder was her path and she would follow it until it's end.
