Hollywood AD (Spoiler)

So I jumped maybe a bit into fantasy land in this one but dammit once I started I couldn't stop. The teasing, the playing, the flirting, I just don't know if it would have happened, but I love hooking them up with each other!

"Mulder, I have something to confess…"

"Oh yeah, what's that?"

"I'm in love with Associate Producer Walter Skinner," the both laughed at the thought and cheesiness the movie had provoked.

"Oh, me too…" they strolled about the fake trees and headstones and out of the movie set hand in hand, joking about how terribly bad the movie was.

"You know Scully, if they only really knew how our relationship was…" he trailed off and smiled really big thinking about much fun they really had outside the office. Mulder's mind was reeling with thoughts of Scully and him in their most intimate moments. Still hand in hand they found their way out of the sound stage, it was nice to be able to walk along as a couple and no one question their relationship, just another cute couple. Mulder had called for a taxi to meet them in front of the studio and they both clamored into the backseat.

"Where to folks?" the cab driver was friendly and noticed the couple was completely enthralled with each other.

"Lacques, West Hollywood, please," Scully had thought about this since Skinner had handed her the credit card. If he was giving them permission to have a good time on company money, she wasn't going to make it easy on them. Reservations were set for two and nothing could hold her back now.

"You look beautiful tonight, Scully. I never get to see you dolled up." Mulder whispered in her ear and he smiled at her, he had removed his hand from hers and placed it on her thigh, higher than he normally would have under the circumstances but they were out of town and not on a case, no barriers, just another couple looking for an enjoyable time. Scully knew she was wearing a dress that was a shorter cut than she usually would wear but for obvious reasons. Doesn't hurt to show him the goods once in awhile, she smiled and sighed as his fingers grazed the inside of her thigh. Scully bit her lip to hold back a gasp and she caught the cabbies eyes in the mirror as he eyed her; she raised an eyebrow at him and grinned. His gaze turned to the road again and Mulder's prying hands were inching up her dress slowly but surely.

"Can I help you find something, Agent Mulder?" Scully looked at him and raised an eyebrow and batted her eyes slowly and drowsily. Mulder bit his lip as he hated when Scully was being professional and sensual at the same time, it drove him wild and he felt his own lap stirring. He had always had visions of him and Scully in their office bent over the desk, on the desk, her straddling him on the chair, the visions went on and on; how taboo they would be and since consummating their relationship his thoughts of her sexually were tenfold.

"I hope you have ideas for a place to stay?" he waggled his eyebrows at her and she laughed lightly in return.

"Who says we need a room….?" She whispered in his ear and licked at his ear lobe. She loved to tease him, she'd done it for so long now but she knew it drove him crazy.

Mulder turned to face her and met her lips with his, passionate and wanting, licking her lips with his tongue, asking for entrance. Scully was slowly becoming drunk with passion and want but knew she needed to eat and knew Mulder needed more in his stomach than just popcorn. The kiss went on and on until being interrupted by the cab driver.

"Here we are." He cleared his throat, Mulder withdrew his hands from Scully to pay the man and bid him goodnight.

"Oh, Scully, I think I might be grateful that this is on the bureau." He laughed slightly as he wrapped his arm around her hip and pulled her close. The feel of her this way was exciting for him, to be able to touch her and not worry what other people were thinking.

Being seated at a booth, both scooting towards the center of it, they couldn't get close enough and Mulder was grateful for cover.

"Wine tonight Scully?"

"Nope, they've got a house gimlet that I've heard is pretty amazing." She smiled. They put in their drink order, Mulder ordering a cocktail himself and placing an order for starters.

Scully was already one drink in and feeling quite relaxed, not sure if she should have another if she expected Mulder to follow through with his earlier actions. His hands had yet to leave her legs, he was making eating damn near impossible, and how he was managing one handed she'd never know.

"So what was it we said awhile back, Scully about zombies?"

"I don't remember much from our 'bath' conversation…well except—"she was cut short by his staring. It was over a year ago and how he remembers these things is always amazing to her. Of course she remembered the intimate phone conversation after Mulder had hung up with Skinner, their admission of bathing and talking on the phone, wine in hand, Scully couldn't control herself.

16 months prior

"I know you aren't really at your computer Mulder…" she had been flirty the whole conversation, the wine always helped her in that department.

"Yeah well, with how well you seem to be enjoying yourself out here I highly doubt you are packing…" he teased her back, wanting some acknowledgment of what she was really doing.

"So what are you really doing, Mulder?" she finished her current glass of wine and placed the glass down on the edge of the tub and let her hand sink below the water, resting on her stomach, letting out a subtle moan, gauging his reaction.

"I'm—uhh—I'm lounging in the bathtub—"he choked out his response. "What about you, Scully…?"

"I'm taking a bath, you should know how I feel about baths, Mulder…" she sighed heavily and erotically, "it's the best way for me to relax…" she paused waiting for his response, hearing only a slight splash and groan on the other end of the receiver, "…still with me, Mulder?" Her voice had lowered.

"Uhh—yeah," he was quick to respond this time. "…so are—"

"Are you touching yourself to my voice, Mulder?" she teased him, he undoubtedly would be at this point, imagining her naked body laying in the tub doing the same, half a bottle of wine in, covered in bubbles, hair up. The mental picture for him alone was enough to drive him wild.

"God, woman you are going to kill me, why don't you just come over?"

"I know you have an active imagination, I want to know what you can do with it…" she sat quietly in the tub, teasing herself, getting herself worked up thinking about him on the other end doing the same. "Would it help if I said I was touching myself while talking to you…?" she stifled a little chuckle as she heard him cough and regain himself. "What do you want me to do….Mulder…?"

"I—uhh—"

"Here we'll go the other way…are you touching yourself, stroking…thinking about me in the bath doing the same?" she was being assertive even for her.

"Uh, huh…" he was choked up as he stroked himself under the water, rubbing his hand over the tip of himself.

"I love the way the water makes my skin feel, so wet and slippery…"

"Jesus, Scully…" he breathed heavily into the ear piece.

"…Mulder, I'm touching myself for you too, God, I'm so wet thinking about you touching yourself…" she stifled a giggle to herself, she was way out of line and she knew it. This felt incredibly awkward but so arousing at the same time.

"Oh, God, Scully tell me how you feel…." He continued rubbing himself, "…God, I wish I could touch you…"

"Aww poor Fox Mulder wants what he can't have right now huh…?" she emphasized 'Fox' hoping to push the level of eroticism over the top for him all the while touching herself, probing fingers in to her center, which was very much alive and aroused thinking about him. "….are you close Mulder?" she literally panted out her question.

Mulder breathed heavily, she could hear him through the head piece, she could tell he was close.

"Scully….voice…." was all he could get out.

"Come for me, Mulder….I'm right there with you…" she worked her fingers frantically trying to reach her own peak, moaning into the headset while rubbing herself she heard him groan out in pleasure as he reached his and she followed suit, both breathing heavily, trying to regain composure.

"I gotta get out of this water Scully, its fucking cold and—"

"You don't have to finish that sentence, I got you. I'll see you soon." She left him wanting more, though was hoping she didn't have to wait too long.

"You remember that there is a gentler side to the undead, first they eat then they drink…"Mulder waved his hand over the table, "…then they dance and –"

"….make-love…." Scully finished for him, eyeing him curiously. "So are you taking me dancing?..." She smiled and laughed, "…Mulder can you even dance?"

"Jesus, Scully come on…I'm insulted…" removing his hand from her thigh for what seemed the first time in a couple hours. "…I get by." He smiled at her, feeling a little buzz from his couple drinks.

Dinner ended rather quickly by Mulder's excitement of going out dancing with Scully. Making their way out of the restaurant, tipsy and laughing the whole way, they had decided on walking finding a place to dance. Maybe a late night dance on the beach to no music sounded like a much better idea.

"Mulder…I'm tired…why don't we just head back to the hotel, I'm sure we can get some music going…" she smiled as the words slurred from her mouth, her eyelids were heavy and she was quite the lightweight compared to Mulder's 6 foot frame.

"Come on Scully, I was thinking a little sex on the beach…" he whispered in her ear and she melted against his side, feeling woozy.

"Mulder…have you ever actually had sex on the beach?" she was getting a little put off at the thought, it wasn't sexy at all and she knew it. Both of them would end up with sand in places they wished there was no sand, or wondering how the hell it got there at all. She tugged at his arm back the way they came, a cab was needed, "…come on, let's get a cab and get back to the hotel." She was begging at this point, her feet were tired and she was feeling quite tipsy after a few drinks. Coming across a hotel that they had passed awhile back, Mulder walked them inside, Scully plopped herself down on one of the lobby's comfortable chairs and Mulder went and talked to reception. She had no idea what he was up to and if he got a room in this hotel—Skinner would be pissed to say the least.

Walking up to her with a grin on his face she was hesitant even taking his hand.

"Mulder…" she hated not knowing what was going and wanted nothing more than to head back to her own hotel.

"We are just going to hang out down here for a few minutes; I got us a ride back to our hotel." He smiled coyly and sat down next to her taking her hand in his. Several minutes had passed and Scully was slowly starting to fall asleep on Mulder's shoulder, a gentleman from the lobby approached them and smiled.

"Mr. Mulder your car is here."

Mulder turned and looked at Scully who was almost asleep on his shoulder and put his arm around her waist. She sighed and smiled at him sleepily. The man in the lobby walked them out to the curb and approached the limo door opening it for the young couple.

"Mulder…?" she was sheepish but very much awake now.

"Go on, Scully. Skinner gave us a card and told us to basically have a good time," he smiled a big grin at her as she climbed into the back seat and sat very comfortably in the seat…her dress riding up a little along the way. Mulder told the driver where they were headed and that he would prefer to take a nice long drive around before hitting their final destination. Looking back at Scully he noticed a nice flash of her thigh and made himself comfortable at her side placing his hand firmly where it had kept residence most of the evening.

"Mulder…I cannot even believe you did this. I don't think we'll get away with it-it really should have been, 'hey go out have a nice dinner, maybe some dancing…' not this. Skinner is going to be furious."

"I'll take the rap for it Scully don't worry about it," he smiled again and rubbed her thigh, eliciting a tiny moan from her deep in her throat as he snaked his hand under her dress. Scully stared straight ahead, looking at the back of the driver's head, still shy when it came to people watching her with Mulder. He didn't seem to have a problem touching her but her reserved side came out a little when in public.

"Mulder…" his hand was inching under her dress further and she wasn't sure she could do this right now, he had never been this aggressive with her and she wasn't sure she was in the mood for it this way. Slowly snaking his hand into her lap he felt the silkiness of her panties and she gasped, biting her lip, she turned to him and kissed him passionately, a kiss of promise for when they returned to the hotel.

"No…" Scully was firm in her statement and completely serious. She felt Mulder's hand pull away in respect for her and place it on her knee gently. "…thank you." He smiled at her, understanding, he knew she was tired and wanted her to be comfortable, at this point he wasn't holding out for anything, she might be asleep by the time she hits the bed.

"Scully remind me for future reference to cut you off after two drinks," he grinned at her and got her to laugh at him.

"It's not like I'm completely drunk, Mulder…"she put on a straight, serious face, "…I just wouldn't mind stripping down and being completely comfortable."

After the long drive and enjoying the sights they arrived at the hotel, Scully had finally started to sober up and was looking forward to an eventful evening with Mulder. He had undone his collar and had removed his dress coat not long ago and she couldn't help but take in his masculinity. Licking her lips thinking about what she wanted out of the evening, Mulder had always been good to her when it came to intimacy, but sometimes she wanted nothing more than to praise his body. Straddle his waist, run her nails over his chest and feel his hands gripping her hips…

"Scully…? What's on your mind g-woman?" She had been lost in a daze and Mulder teased her so well when he knew where her mind was. Slinking her way out the open limo door, making sure to give Mulder a little leg show as he helped her out, always being aware of her short stature she made sure to lengthen her legs as much as she could around him. Mulder bit his lip as he helped Scully out of the limo, surely her buzz was gone but something else was making her woozy.

Grabbing her around the waist to support her, Mulder escorted them through the lobby, Scully playfully pretending to be more buzzed than she really was so she could lay her head on Mulder's shoulder without feeling completely like a floozy. Heading towards the elevator, Scully's hand drifting down to tease Mulder's backside, it wasn't very often he liked teasing but from her, God it was erotic.

"Keep that up Scully and we won't make it to the room," he whispered in her ear, darting his tongue out to tease her lobe.

"Is that a promise, Agent Mulder?" she smiled at him with dark eyes and a subtle bite of her lip as the elevator doors closed with them inside.