Later That Night
Scully tossed and turned in the bed, knowing that Mulder was most likely tossing and turning on the couch. She sat up and looked over at the clock on her bedside table. It flashed "11:58PM" in bright green numbers. Sighing, she kicked the covers off of her and tiptoed into the living room. Her suspicions were right. Mulder was sprawled out on the couch watching the TV on mute.
"Mulder." Scully sighed, placing her hands on her hips.
Mulder looked up at Scully and sighed as well. "What's wrong Scully?" Even though they were fighting, Mulder still worried about Scully. Always.
Scully shuffled her feet and crossed her arms. "Come to bed. I know that couch is probably soaked from earlier."
"I'm fine." Mulder stared at the TV, knowing damn well he couldn't sleep on a wet couch.
"Fine, suit yourself." Scully yawned and made no more efforts to coax Mulder.
Mulder watched Scully shuffle back into the bedroom out of the corner of his eye. But this time she left the bedroom door open all the way. After a few minutes, Mulder sighed heavily and switched off the TV.
Scully smirked as she felt the bed sink in behind her a few minutes later. She was still mad at Mulder, but she knew she couldn't sleep without him…ever again.
Later
Mulder woke to the sound of Scully's soft moans beside him. He couldn't tell if she was having a bad dream or a good dream, until she started to bite her lip in her sleep. *Oh shit* Mulder hovered over Scully for a moment and relished in the little movements under her eyelids, and how her chest heaved up and down as she kept dreaming. It must be a good dream, yes.
Mulder could feel all the previous anger melting away as he watched Scully pant and whisper "Mulder" in her sleep. He was beginning to feel extremely aroused, knowing that Scully was dreaming about him. And he knew that he had to make it up to her…that he wanted to make it up to her.
Bringing his hand up to Scully's face, Mulder hesitated for a brief moment. Scully had voiced her opinions once before on how sexy it was to wake a woman up through orgasm. Something that Mulder had never done before…until now. Mulder quickly locked in his decision as he gently brushed the hair off of Scully's face and lightly ran his finger across the pulse in her throat.
Scully sighed contently in her sleep, as Mulder slowly ran his hand down her arm, stopping at her wrist. Mulder silently chuckled as he felt Scully shiver, though still visibly asleep. Mulder raised up on one elbow and tucked the other hand around Scully's waist, slowly running the palm of his hand under the silky fabric of her night shirt, finding her soft firm stomach.
Scully arched her back, still probably thinking she was dreaming he imagined. Mulder's eyes twinkled as he watched Scully's peaceful face crinkle up as his hand slid up to her *bare* breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. Ever so lightly, Mulder ran the tip of his finger across the nipple, as it instantly hardened. Mulder knew Scully could be a heavy sleeper, so it didn't surprise him that Scully hadn't woke up and punched his lights out yet.
After a few more gentle strokes of her nipple, he slowly ran his hand back down her stomach, slipping it under her pajama bottoms and cotton panties. *Ohhh Scully* She was already wet, which made Mulder bite his lip, maybe a little too hard.
Mulder's fingers briefly tangled in Scully's soft red curls, before finally resting at and dipping into the warm wet folds underneath. Mulder's eyes rolled in the back of his head for a split second as he heard Scully gasp rather loudly, but still not yet showing any signs of consciousness.
Keeping the small tight circles slow and even with his fingers, Mulder gently massaged the little bundle of nerves, feeling himself harden as Scully's hips began to push up against his hand. Mulder wrapped a leg around Scully's leg, as his hand began to move faster and harder underneath the silky fabric.
Scully's head began to toss from side to side as her breathing quickened and her mouth opened. One hand clutched Mulder's shirt and the other clutched her pillow, as she began to stiffen and moan. She was definitely beginning to wake up, as her eyes slowly fluttered open and then closed a few times.
Mulder groaned into Scully's hair, as he slipped a finger into Scully's warm wet center a few times, before settling back on the little pink nub.
"M—Mmm-"Scully moaned, as she realized that she was grinding her hips up into Mulder's hand. "Wha—what are you do-"She gasped, grabbing Mulder's forearm with one hand, while the other hand still desperately clutched his shirt. "Oh-don't stop." She whispered, throwing her head back.
Mulder placed his warm wet lips on Scully's neck, as he breathlessly whispered "My Scully" against her hot skin.
Scully was feeling too much pleasure to pull away, now fully aware that her dream was actually becoming reality. She had wanted this for weeks.
"Oh-Mulder!" Scully cried out, as she bucked her hips, letting the waves of ecstasy ripple through her.
Mulder placed his hungry mouth on Scully's, devouring her lips halfway through her orgasm, as her open mouth trembled against his. But it wasn't a surprise to either of them that Scully's body kept vibrating, as Mulder placed his forehead against hers.
"Look at me." Mulder whispered, as Scully's body still convulsed underneath of him.
Scully opened her eyes and whimpered, until the shudders finally subsided. After a moment of heavy panting, she wrapped her fingers around the back of Mulder's neck and pulled him into another sensual kiss.
"Oh-my god." Scully breathed into Mulder's mouth.
Mulder grinned. "I don't want to fight." He placed a kiss on Scully's nose, and then her forehead.
Scully's icy blue eyes softened, as she pulled Mulder completely on top of her. "I don't want to fight either."
Mulder pushed his erection against Scully's stomach, grinning. "Are you too sensitive for round two here in a sec?"
Scully giggled, wrapping her legs around Mulder. "Hell no."
Mulder groaned as Scully pushed her center up against his hard-on. And without a second thought, Mulder pulled Scully's pants and panties down her legs in one swift motion, tossing them to the floor, as she unbutton and ripped off her shirt.
Mulder's eyes traced every curve of Scully's milky white skin, as he disposed of his shirt and boxers. He could never tire of this, even if he had been holding back the past two weeks.
Scully spread her legs as her breasts heaved up and down with every inhale and exhale. This wasn't even make-up sex. This was just love, in its rawest form.
Mulder hovered over Scully's body, feeling the warmth radiating from it for a moment, before finally slowly lowering himself into her opening. It was warm and wet and tight, as always. A feeling that he could never forget. Scully's satin walls enveloped him. She was his protection for the moment, and he was that missing puzzle peace that filled her emptiness.
The fullness of Mulder always made Scully feel whole again, and he was always gentle. But she didn't want gentle tonight. Not after the way he woke her up. She wanted to make him squirm just as much. So, she roughly pulled Mulder's head down and nibbled on his bottom lip, tugging it with her teeth.
Mulder shivered and groaned. "Scuullee." He gasped, as Scully tightened her inner walls around his penis. "Jesus!" His eyes squeezed shut as a high pitched moan escaped his lips.
Scully grinned devilishly, as she felt Mulder thrust into her. It didn't take long for Mulder to pick up the pace, as Scully matched each thrust, scraping her nails up and down his back and biting his shoulder.
Mulder had never seen Scully's eyes so hungry with desire. He knew he had never felt so much desire for any other woman, that was for sure. They had always played this game with each other…keep everything at arm's length at all times. But now that game was over, and they were starting a new beginning.
The climax hit them both at the same time, ironically, as they both rode the waves out together, while whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears.
The clock only read "4:49AM", as Mulder pulled his slick naked body off of Scully's, breathing heavily.
"Is it just me, or does it get even better every time?" Mulder chuckled, pulling Scully into a tight embrace.
"We should definitely do that more often." Scully smiled sleepily.
Mulder rubbed Scully's bare back, as he stared up at the ceiling. But after a moment, he looked down at Scully, to see and feel her whole body shaking against him.
"Scully?"
"Mulder-I want to talk now." Scully sobbed softly against his chest.
Mulder smiled against Scully's hair, as he breathed in her scent. "I'm listening. I'm here."
Scully sniffled, pondering her words for a moment. "I'm sorry that I keep everything inside lately. I know I confused you when I suddenly stopped making progress. And I know you were only trying to give me my space by pulling away physically. I didn't want you to worry. It kills me to see you worry about me all of the time. It was my fault, Mulder. I thought that if I told you how I felt all of the time, that you would eventually resent me for it. We started this relationship on solid ground, until all of that was shattered beneath us in the same night. I'm a broken woman. I'm healing of course. But I'm still not back to my old self just yet." Scully hiccupped softly.
"Hey, hey. I would never resent you. EVER. I waited six whole years for us to be able to completely open up to each other, about everything. And I've been a broken man for a very long time. You're the only thing that keeps all of my broken pieces glued together, Scully. And I want to do the same for you." Mulder squeezed Scully closer to him.
"Oh Mulder. You're so good to me." Scully's lip quivered.
"I know the past 6 months haven't exactly been ideal. And that we started off a relationship only a few months after a tragic event. Heck, we've been through quite a few bumps in the road, haven't we? But I'm not going anywhere, Scully. Like it or not, you're stuck with me." Mulder kissed the top of Scully's head.
Scully chuckled, nuzzling her face into the crook of Mulder's neck. "My Mulder."
Mulder gently wiped Scully's tears away with his thumb, as they talked for about an hour. Neither of them were exactly sure who fell asleep first, but everything that needed to be said was said. And they were okay.
A/N: It's going to start picking up here soon.
