Title: What Scully Wants
By: Faith D'Meilko
Rated: R
Keyword: MSR
Summary: What Scully wants, Scully gets
Disclaimer: Not mine, blah, blah, blah. 1013's, yadda, yadda, yadda.
What Scully Wants
She begged. "Mulder, please. Just one more time, I promise it wont take long."
"No Scully, we can't. Remember yesterday we got about four complains about the noise."
"I know but I promise to be a little more quiet this time."
"Last time I swear I almost pulled something, being squished against that wall."
"Well then I'll be against the wall, and I could swear it was you who told me you liked tight spaces." She said with a sly grin on her face.
"Okay, fine. We'll do it. But this is the last time, I don't want anyone finding out."
"Oh yes, it will destroy our spotless reputation." Scully said and they both laughed as they removed their jackets and started for the third time this week.
He put his hands in the perfect positions and she did the same. Soon they were both grunting and poor Mulder was trying so very hard to get it in the exact spot that Sully wanted it.
"Mulder please. *Grunt* A little. *Grunt* To the left. *Grunt*"
"Is that good?" He said between pants.
"More, just a little more, c'mon Mulder, harder."
"There that's good. Right. there. See don't you like the filing cabinet there better, now you and get to the copy machine without having to walk all the way around the desk. That and I kept stubbing my toe on the damn thing."
"Wow Mr. Spooky Mulder actually re-organizing his furniture, that has got to be a new rumour in the making."
The End.
What Scully Wants
She begged. "Mulder, please. Just one more time, I promise it wont take long."
"No Scully, we can't. Remember yesterday we got about four complains about the noise."
"I know but I promise to be a little more quiet this time."
"Last time I swear I almost pulled something, being squished against that wall."
"Well then I'll be against the wall, and I could swear it was you who told me you liked tight spaces." She said with a sly grin on her face.
"Okay, fine. We'll do it. But this is the last time, I don't want anyone finding out."
"Oh yes, it will destroy our spotless reputation." Scully said and they both laughed as they removed their jackets and started for the third time this week.
He put his hands in the perfect positions and she did the same. Soon they were both grunting and poor Mulder was trying so very hard to get it in the exact spot that Sully wanted it.
"Mulder please. *Grunt* A little. *Grunt* To the left. *Grunt*"
"Is that good?" He said between pants.
"More, just a little more, c'mon Mulder, harder."
"There that's good. Right. there. See don't you like the filing cabinet there better, now you and get to the copy machine without having to walk all the way around the desk. That and I kept stubbing my toe on the damn thing."
"Wow Mr. Spooky Mulder actually re-organizing his furniture, that has got to be a new rumour in the making."
The End.