Stella/Scully/Bedelia
Scully sat in the semi-darkness of the hotel bar, feeling dangerously adventurous by the time she finished her third drink. Her eyes glistened at Stella, eyeing the mysterious woman over the rim of her empty glass. She knew that she was drunk by now, her cheeks flushed with the alcohol inside her system. She knew that she should probably stop but lately they were too many things that she shouldn't be doing and everything seemed so much easier now that she had decided to no longer give a fuck.
Ever since she had walked away from Mulder and told him to start living his own life she had been struggling to do the same but she was slowly getting used to it. She felt light and her head was swimming a little but she enjoyed the soft buzz that was rushing through her veins, setting her nerves on fire. She never took her eyes off Stella, taking a deep breath, closing her eyes for an instant. Although she had vowed not to work for the FBI any longer she had been asked to assist on a case with a British Detective Superintendent and, although she had been slightly reluctant, she had never regretted the decision because her new partner in crime had been a tough case to crack on its own; Scully had been intrigued from the beginning without knowing what it was or what made her go back to work every day and wait for the petite blonde to come in and capture her with these icy-blue eyes. She had gotten under her skin somehow and Scully started to make amends with that.
She had been flirting with Scully from the very beginning and had made no secret out of being interested for the sole purpose of having a bit of fun and she'd lie saying that it hadn't sparked her interested on several accounts. Stella was an attractive woman with many secrets, knowing exactly what she wanted and how to get it. Scully hadn't been innocent through the last couple of months nor had she been particularly lonely. She had missed Mulder but she had found ways to erase that from her mind. She wasn't as innocent as some people seemed to believe and she had learned to use that to her own advantage. She had had so many things taken away from her over the course of her life that she had decided to no longer care and take whatever she wanted. There was only one person who had seen right through it from the very first time.
Her favorite and most pleasurable distraction came in form of a psychiatrist by the name of Bedelia DuMaurier. She knew that she had been playing with fire and she had been ready to get burned, but the first time she had met the doctor she had been fascinated and attracted to something that she hadn't been able to explain. She still didn't remember, the memories erased by too much alcohol, how she had ended up in a hotel room with Bedelia with her clothes scattered all over the floor. She almost smiled at the memory and the confusion she had felt after that. It hadn't lasted long and it hadn't been the only time she had sought solace in the arms of the therapist.
She had brought Stella to this place for a reason; she was waiting for Bedelia who was in town for a couple of days. A part of her wanted these two women to meet, putting herself right in the middle of something incredibly dangerous.
Scully put her glass down, her eyes falling to Stella's lips. She couldn't help it, she was dying to kiss these soft lips but something was holding her back. Although Stella wanted just the same she didn't make a move, leaving Scully suffering in her sweet misery. Stella watched her quietly, knowing exactly what the beautiful redhead wanted. She had thought about fucking the former FBI Agent the moment she had walked into her makeshift office but something had always come between them and it was starting to frustrate her although she loved seeing her sweat a little, leaving her hanging while the alcohol slowly lowered her inhibitions.
Scully shifted in her seat, turning towards Stella. Her finger was riding along the rim of her empty glass before she slowly sucked the liquid off her fingertip without leaving Stella out of sight. It took every but of strength she had not to squirm in her seat, trying to remain calm and composed while Scully was slowly driving her crazy; she knew exactly what she was doing. The tension was sizzling between them and they both knew that and Stella wondered what it'd be like to finger her slowly, right here and right now. It'd been a while and she'd lie saying that these thoughts didn't trigger a wave of arousal and far too many delicious images that flooded her mind, slowly dissolving her patience.
Before she changed her mind, Stella's hand came to rest on Dana's bare knee, she almost gasped at the contact of the warm hand, her fingers slowly caressing the soft skin. Scully bit her lip and smirked at Stella, leaning in a little closer.
Scully slowly licked her lips, her heart hammering inside her chest and Stella wondered if she had any idea what the hell she was doing to Stella at this very moment.
"You need to stop, Dr. Scully," Stella whispered with a low voice. Her hand was moving gently, inching a little closer to the inside of her thigh and Scully couldn't help but spread her legs just a little to give her more space and the second she did she wondered if she was in trouble and she liked that thought. It had been a while since anyone had touched her, since there had been someone else's hand but her own to pleasure her. A soft chuckle escaped her lips and when she tilted her head back it turned into a little more, fueled by a little too much alcohol but it felt liberating.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Scully whispered and from the corner of her eyes she saw someone moving towards them with purpose and a clear aim. She saw the blonde waves before she saw her face, knowing that Bedelia had just set her eyes on them. Scully felt a tingle in her lower belly; she had always felt slightly intimidated by that woman but she had loved the challenge and beneath the surface she was simply a woman with needs and wants and several ways to get what she desired.
Bedelia DuMaurier was an interesting woman who carried herself with pride, always radiating a certain authority that never failed to be deliberately intimidating. Scully had learned that Bedelia liked to be in control; of her life, her job and most of all her lovers. Scully knew that she wasn't the only one but that was not her cup of tea, it was Bedelia's business and she never had the need to overcomplicate matters. She stood in front of their table like she owned the damn place and had any right to be here. She looked gorgeous but Scully wasn't surprised, she had never failed to take her breath away nor had she expected anything less. Her slender body was dressed in a skintight black dress that revealed a generous cleavage and Scully was certain that Bedelia was not wearing a bra; she had mastered the art of teasing and she had often found herself surrendering to Bedelia's wishes. She wore a dark purple coat that made her blue eyes shine and a matching scarf with those gorgeous black fuck-me hells that had already attracted her attention the first time she had laid eyes on the blonde.
"Dana," she purred softly when she approached them and for a moment Scully felt like she was the only one in the room, Bedelia's gaze piercing right through her. The smell of Bedelia's surprisingly sweet perfume invaded her senses and goosebumps lined her skin. She was captured and nervous all of a sudden. There was something tense about Bedelia's appearance, something must have unsettled her and she hadn't been able to let go. Her eyes, on the other hand, told a different story.
Bedelia leaned forward with a gentle and calculated move, placing a slow kiss on Scully's lips. Scully sighed, taken by surprise before she found herself getting lost in the moment until she realized that it was lasting just a little too long for it to be casual and that they weren't on their own. It was then that she became aware of Stella's hand on her inner thigh and a shiver ran down her spine; she still felt Bedelia's lips on her own and she was aching for more.
She broke the kiss and turned to Stella, looking as unfazed as she did when she walked in just a moment ago but Scully realized that there was something else; she was curious and predatory.
"To whom, do I owe the pleasure?" She said with a smile and extended her hand while Scully observed the interaction. She knew she was drunk but she thought that she could use another drink, smiling to herself when she thought about having fucked Bedelia already while she pretty much wanted to do the same with Stella.
"Detective Superintendent Stella Gibson," she said in a low voice and took Bedelia's hand. She held on to it for a few seconds, trying to figure out the woman in front of her. Bedelia loved challenges, Scully thought and she knew that her friend was intrigued, and so was Stella. It didn't take long for Bedelia to figure out that she had somehow found an equal match; much like herself Stella exuded an air of authority that was daunting and thrilling at the same time. Bedelia knew that she had no right to tell Dana what to do, she could do what and whoever she wanted but that didn't keep her from feeling somewhat possessive when it came to Dana.
"I've been assigned to work with Dana," Stella said and turned her head. She suddenly ended up sitting a little closer to her than before now that a third person had joined them. Bedelia sat to her left and Scully felt herself sandwiched between these two wonderful women, trying to remain focused. Before anyone had a chance to say a word the waiter quietly served them the drinks they had before, and added a third glass for Bedelia.
"You are one lucky lady, Stella," Bedelia said and raised her glass. They reached for their drinks and brought it to their lips; the alcohol was warm in her mouth and Scully felt it going all the way to her stomach, filling her with a delicious warmth.
"I know," Stella said with a low voice and looked at Dana; she was so close that Dana was certain that she could feel the warmth of Stella's breath on her face and her lips. It was a strangely alluring sensation now that she could still taste Bedelia on her lips.
Scully closed her eyes, felt them fluttering for an instant when she thought about leaning in and kiss her; she was certain that Bedelia wouldn't mind at all. She had always thought that it would be awkward but now that she was sitting between both women she found herself intrigued by all the possibilities and the fact that they had found themselves a seemingly perfect match.
Bedelia's hand had already found its way beneath the fabric of her blouse that wasn't neatly tucked into her pencil skirt any longer, gently caressing the warm skin of her lower back; Scully sighed contently, leaning back against the touch of her nimble fingers.
"Stella, this is Dr. Bedelia DuMaurier," Scully said, surprised by the emotion in her voice because the whole situation was starting to get to her.
"Doctor?" Stella asked.
"Psychiatrist," Bedelia said with a sigh and Stella smiled; she knew what they both wanted by now; each other and the woman who was sitting between them.
"Rough day?" Scully asked and looked at Bedelia. She still didn't seem to be able to relax, maybe she just needed another drink or two. Maybe she just needed something or someone to soothe her restless nerves; another kiss or a gentle hand slowly fucking her until the sweet release set in after all.
"You have no idea," she said and took another sip from her glass. Her hand was still caressing the skin on her back, slowly wandering to her side.
"Wanna tell me about it?" Scully asked and Bedelia leaned in, their lips only inches apart.
"There are a lot of things I want to do tonight," she whispered against Scully's lips, her breath hot and tingly on her skin. Stella's fingernails slowly grazed the skin of her thighs, warm and soft against the touch. "Talking is not one of them," Bedelia whispered and kissed her for the second time tonight and this time it lasted a little longer than the first; Scully opened her lips a little, softly moaning into her mouth before she remembered that they were still in the hotel bar, surrounded by strangers and the watchful gazes. She broke the kiss and cleared her throat, taking another sip from her glass; a brief moment of embarrassment seized her because she had given in and it felt somewhat rude to leave Stella out.
The detective had watched them quietly, a part of her envying the intimacy between these two women; she had to admit that she was mildly surprised. She had known that Dana Scully had been around but the scene unfolding in front of her wasn't quite what she had in mind when she had accepted the invitation. It wasn't what she had expected of her but maybe her perceptions had deceived her. They had kept their conversations strictly on business, both keen on keeping private business private, but from the very beginning Stella had known that Dana Scully was a mystery that had to be unveiled slowly. She had shown interest in Stella and she'd lie saying that she didn't enjoy every second of it.
She took slow breaths, trying not to reveal how turned on she was by now. Scully had made absolutely no intention to move her hand, had invited her in by spreading her legs as far as the tight confines of her pencil skirt allowed it. Every muscle in her body was tensed, tingling with anticipation; she was painfully aware of the throbbing between her legs and the overwhelming urge to fuck her right here and right now, her panties soaked. She cast a glance at Bedelia, her eyes glistening with mischief and arousal.
The heavy silence between them wasn't awkward but promising but it was disturbed by the buzzing of a phone that Bedelia was unable to ignore. She dug through her bag with a sigh before she emptied a glass.
"You need to excuse me ladies, I have to make few calls," Bedelia said and rose from her seat. "How about," she said and reached for her bag. "We continue this upstairs, it's getting a little crowded down here, don't you think? I could use another drink and I'd appreciate if you joined me," she said and put a keycard on the table. She didn't wait for an answer but turned around and made her way toward the elevator without looking back.
"You have interesting friends," Stella said when Bedelia had vanished from their view.
"Yes, I do," Scully whispered and put her hand on Stella's. She was certain that she smelled her own arousal, her lace panties soaked by the time she put her glass down.
"I hope you know that 'a drink' is not just what Bedelia had in mind," Scully said nonchalantly and this time her lips were so close to Stella's that she felt the hot breath on her face but she didn't lean in just yet, the anticipation slowly driving her insane.
"I hope so," Stella said with a smirk and rose from her seat, feeling a little weak on her feet but she immediately regained her composure. "Let's not make her wait, shall we?" Stella said and Scully reached for the keycard on the table.
She had had a little more to drink than she had first thought, realizing it only by the time she stood on her feet. Slowly they made their way toward the elevator and it suddenly seemed to take twice as long to get to the ground floor. Scully felt nervous for an instant, her fingers trembling a little. Her heart was hammering inside her chest and she tried to remain calm; her pulse was rushing in her ears and for an instant she thought she'd get nauseous but maybe it was simply the anticipation that was overwhelming her. Much to her relief the elevator was empty when it arrived and the moment they stepped in and the doors closed behind them everything changed. She barely had time to punch the button for the fifth floor when she found herself pushed against the wall.
Scully gasped at the surprise sensation before her lips crashed onto Stella's their tongues dancing between them. They shared a passionate wet kiss and Scully moaned out loud when they parted, her hands gripping Stella's hair by the neck. She sucked the warm skin on her neck, just below her ear, drawing the sweetest sounds from Dana's lips. She almost forgot where they were and that Bedelia was waiting for them. She was panting heavily, cupping Stella's boobs through her blouse while she cursed her rather inconvenient choice of clothing for tonight, at the same time.
"I've wanted to do that," Stella whispered against her lips and paused to catch her breath, kneading her boobs just a little too hard through the fabric of her clothes because it was the only part that seemed accessible right now. „Since you walked into my office," Stella finished and nibbled at her bottom lip.
"Oh fuck," Scully hissed, her hands tangled in Stella's hair while she pulled her in, melting into the kiss. The contact was brief but intense and the elevator ride was over before they had a chance to even catch their breaths. They broke apart, gasping for air when the door opened with a soft ping on the fifth floor and they stepped into the empty floor. All of a sudden it was quiet and they walked beside one another as if nothing had happened, though it didn't last long. Stella ran her hand through her tresses, trying to smooth what Scully had messed up while she herself attempted to put her shirt back in place but who were they fooling?
Both were left gasping for air, trying to calm their raging breaths. Scully was sure that her lipstick didn't look quite as perfect as it had by the time she had left her apartment and her cheeks were flushed, her pupils dilated with unmasked desire and she couldn't care less. She wanted her with every part of her aching body, she wanted them both. Much to her pleasure Dana was in a similar state of disarray and it mildly pleased her, knowing that she was responsible for that.
She looked positively aroused, ready to take whatever was thrown her way. Scully was so turned on and drunk that there was nothing to hide any longer and Bedelia knew her too well, she would be able to tell immediately.
"Ready?" Scully asked when they stopped in front of the door that would lead them to a long night of pleasure.
"Yes," Stella said and put her hands on Dana's hips, pushing her against the door to kiss her once more before Scully had a chance to slip the keycard in, continuing right where they had left off in the elevator. They finally broke apart Scully and the door opened with a soft click. They stepped inside quietly, finding Bedelia pacing the living room. She was still talking on the phone, pacing the room in her heels. The coat was hanging over the back of the sofa and dressed all in black Bedelia was an elegant vision, dangerously alluring. She looked up and waved them in when she saw that they had found their way to her room after all. She smiled wordlessly when she saw the condition they were in and it was exactly what she had been counting on; she relaxed a little, thinking of what the night might have in store for them. It sparked a slow-burning flame inside her lower belly, waiting to be lit. By now she was listening only half-heartedly, slightly distracted.
She motioned for them to get comfortable while she sat down at the table on the other side of the room, trying to cut off whoever was keeping her from a pleasurable night.
Scully walked to the bar and found a chilled bottle of white wine.
"You want a glass?" She asked and Stella nodded, quietly watching while Scully poured them a glass each. It wasn't like she was nervous about what was to come. She was pretty certain that, at some time tonight, she would fuck Bedelia and Stella and she was utterly comfortable with that. She didn't want to drink anxiety away, she had another glass of wine simply because she felt like it. She liked that it made everything seem so easy, everything seemed so much lighter, more pleasurable and arousing. That small voice inside her head, that used to caution her, had long been silenced.
Scully walked around the counter and brought the glass to her lips. The chilled wine was deliciously smooth in contrast to the whiskey they'd had earlier. Stella stepped closer, taking a step towards Scully and closed the remaining distance between them. She took on last sip before putting the glass on the counter behind the doctor and leaned in for a kiss. Scully managed to put hers down before she accidentally dropped it, her hands reaching for Stella's slender body. She kept her close; she liked the way her gorgeous tits were pressed against hers and was dying to get rid of the clothes once and for all.
"I want you so much," Scully whispered flush into Stella's ear, her hands tangled in her hair.
"I like that," Stella whispered breathlessly. "What about-"
"Don't worry about Bedelia," Scully said and started to unbutton Stella's blouse, revealing her ample cleavage and a beautiful black lace bra that she wouldn't be wearing for long, that much she was certain of.
"She'll do whatever she has to do," Scully said and gave all of her attention to Stella, pushing the soft fabric off her shoulders. Stella had been so distracted by the redhead that she barely noticed how she was being stripped off her clothes and it wasn't something she was used to or allowed. She had to turn it around, had to make sure that she was the one in charge, if only for a moment. She knew that Bedelia was another league but at the moment it was just the two of them and Stella would make all of it.
She put one hand on Scully's lower back and the other one in her neck, pulling her in for a hungry kiss with teeth clashing and tongues teasing. Scully moaned softly when Stella broke apart; she immediately missed the warmth of her soft lips. Scully closed her eyes; she was so wet that she couldn't wait to shed her shirt, impatiently trying to get rid of her damp panties.
The next time Bedelia turned around she found both woman in various states of being undressed, engaged in a long sensual kiss. She was so mesmerized by the beautiful image in front of her that she ended the call and sat down on one side of the couch, watching the scene unfolding in front of her. They didn't even pay attention to the third person in the room, slowly french kissing. On any other day Bedelia would've felt left out but she was enjoying herself too much to be offended. She was dying to touch both of them; it had been a while since she'd fucked Dana and she couldn't wait to put her hands on the gorgeous woman that was Stella Gibson. Bedelia had felt drawn to her immediately and she could see why Dana liked her; Stella was a strong woman who liked to be in charge and Bedelia thought that there was nothing sexier than that.
She leaned back with a sigh, her body slowly relaxing though she found herself craving release to erase that awful day from her mind.
Scully raked her hands up and down Stella's spine, smiling when she felt her gasp at the sensation; she opened her eyes and glanced over the blonde's shoulder. She caught Bedelia's eyes, watching them hungrily. She knew that look, it was so intense that it almost felt like a touch, arousing a low moan in the back of her throat. She knew the feeling of Delias cool hands when she cupped her boobs, and it took everything she had not to moan out loud again. Scully licked her lips without taking her eyes off her friend while Stella found the zipper on her skirt; it was all the encouragement Bedelia needed. She rose from her seat and crossed the room to where they were standing.
Scully smiled through hooded eyes when Bedelia stood right in front of them. She put her hands on Stella's hips, surprising her when she trapped the blonde between them for a moment.
Stella surrendered and closed her eyes. She felt Dana's soft skin, warm and inviting against her own; Bedelia was pressed against her back, her hands caressing her flat stomach before she cupped her boobs through her bra, teasing the already erect nipples. Her breath was hot against the skin of her neck and Stella tilted her head back; Scully captured Bedelia's lips in a hungry kiss.
„So beautiful," Bedelia whispered against them and unclasped Stella's bra. They stepped apart and Stella let it fall from her arms; her skirt was next before she turned toward Bedelia, wearing nothing but her panties and high heels. She loved the way the psychiatrist regarded her, her eyes grazing over her naked body and for the first time that night she found herself facing the stranger. She kissed her once before she said:
„Turn around," and Bedelia complied. Slowly, Stella unzipped her dress until it pooled at her feet and Bedelia stepped out of it.
„Now," Bedelia whispered and smirked at Stella. „Dana," she almost whispered. She was slowly getting over the endless foreplay, wanting to get down to business already but somehow Scully was still wearing that awfully inconvenient skirt and Bedelia had enough of it already.
They stood in front of each other and Scully tried to resist the urge to take her beautiful nipples into her mouth and suck until she begged her to stop. Stella made quick work of the zipper and Bedelia pushed it down. She walked over to the sofa, feeling utterly confident albeit being naked, and sat down.
„I do love watching you," she purred calmly. „But I don't like to be left out while I do so," she said. „Come here Dana," she said and Scully walked toward her. She wanted to straddle her but Bedelia shook her head. „Turn around, let her see you."
Scully sat down, carefully leaning against the woman who was holding her; she found herself beyond the point of caring. She was naked, wearing nothing but her black high heels and she had never felt better, more at ease and turned on. It may be the alcohol that made her feel so good or maybe it was the way their naked bodies were pressed against each others. Bedelia was hugging her, fondling her boobs from behind. Scully gasped and Bedelia chuckled against her shoulder before she turned her attention to Stella, smiling mischievously.
Scully's legs were spread, draped over Delia's thighs leaving her in a position of surrendering to whatever these two had in mind. Her arousal was shining through her panties and Stella licked her lips at the sight of it, dying to taste her.
„Now, Stella," Bedelia spoke calmly and Stella leaned over, hovering above them. She kissed Bedelia once before she leaned down, latching onto the pale pink nipple, her tongue circling the sensitive skin. Scully's lips parted on a moan, gently squirming in Bedelia's arms.
Stella looked up, realizing that the agony came from a different source. Bedelia had entwined their fingers, keeping her hands on either side of their bodies; she was denying her a chance to touch. Stella smiled and repeated her actions on the other side.
„Yes, that's it," Bedelia whispered and kissed the skin on Dana's neck without ever losing Stella out of sight. „Make her come for me," she whispered and Scully tilted her head back, moaning softly and it was all the encouragement Stella needed. She abandoned her boobs and got down on her knees between their parted legs. Stella hooked her fingers under the waistband of her panties, slowly sliding it down her legs to reveal her glistening, wet pussy.
She pushed her own hair aside, wanting to tease her but she was so aroused that her own body was aching for a quick released before they'd be able to take it a little slower. She leaned in and kissed the insides of her damp thighs, the earthy smell of her arousal making her feel light-headed. She kissed her swollen clit gently at first and Scully trembled above her, crying out in pleasure. Her tongue darting out to meet her slick and swollen folds; she quickened her pace, felt herself growing wetter while Scully whimpered above her. Her face was contorted with pleasure, her brows furrowed in concentration while Bedelia held her hands by her side.
Her lips closed around the aching bundle of nerves and Scully moaned a little louder, whimpering almost desperately.
„Fuck her," Bedelia whispered and bit the soft skin on Dana's shoulder, bringing their entwined hands to her boobs, teasing them roughly. Bedelia knew exactly what Dana liked, what would pushed her right over the edge and she was dying to feel that.
Stella pushed two fingers inside, gliding into her pussy; it felt wet and warm and heavenly. She hooked her fingers in a come-hither motion, smiling against her pussy when Dana bit her lips, a strangled moan escaping her lips. She knew she had found just the right spot, felt her sweet cunt tightened around her fingers.
Her chest was heaving, her face flushed. She had turned her head a little, french kissing Bedelia while Stella fucked her into oblivion. Stella quickened her pace, sucking harder until Scully fell apart and the orgasm crushed over her. She trembled and squirmed and Stella didn't stop sucking until Scully cried out in pleasure and begged her to stop.
She was a blabbering mess in Bedelia's arms and an incredibly gorgeous sight that Stella couldn't take her eyes off. She felt Scully's juices on her lips and her face, slowly leaning down to kiss Bedelia. She shared Dana's taste, their tongues entwined and it was just a small triumph when she felt Bedelia moan into her mouth.
„How about we continue this in the bedroom," Stella whispered in a low voice and held out her hand, pulling Dana to her feet.
