Sorry this took longer than expected...life got busy. Hope you enjoy and it was MOSTLY everything you'd thought it could be.
Giddy and drunk with arousal the couple made their way up the elevator. They had booked two separate rooms on this particular occasion but it was clear that they would be spending the night in one bed. Trying not to make a spectacle on the elevator their hands kept to themselves except for Mulder's hand on Scully's hip, giving a nice firm squeeze to show there was no escaping his grasp tonight.
The ding of the elevator sounded not a moment too soon as they waltzed out of the open doors and down the hallway to Scully's room.
"You got your key?" Mulder was impatient as she wasn't prepared like she normally would have been.
"You want to frisk me for it…?" she teased and winked at him. He pinned her against the door, towering over her, he grabbed one of her legs and wrapped it around his own running his hand up her dress again.
"Don't think I won't take you right on this door, Agent Scully." He was firm and assertive and challenged her flirty side. He caught her off guard and she was momentarily taken aback, reaching up in front of him she showed him the card key and handed it over, in return he dropped her leg and withdrew his assault on her. Sliding the key in the door it unlocked and Mulder couldn't rush in fast enough, throwing his coat on the chair and stripping himself of his tie, shoes and belt.
"You aren't wasting any time are you?" she kicked off her shoes and removed her own coat placing it on the chair, looking around to face Mulder she was immediately lifted and pushed against the wall rather firmly, Mulder had pinned her there.
"You..." He had almost a scolding manner about him, and she played innocent, "…you've been the biggest tease tonight." He thrust against her pinning her further into the wall.
"I can't help it with you Mulder…it's so easy and fun…" she whispered in his ear and he bit at her neck. She gasped as he sucked and bit at her shoulder, once in awhile the rough play was wonderful. After so many years in the FBI, handcuffs, taking down bad guys, there is part of you that just wants a little of that roughness in the bedroom. She could feel Mulder's straining cock against her own center and the clothing barrier was becoming frustrating. Mulder pawed at her thighs pulling her legs up around his hips and pushing harder against her, further arousing himself against her. Scully was slowly being driven mad by dry humping she wasn't going to let him do this so easily.
Pushing at him with all she had, Scully was able to propel herself forward catching Mulder off guard and stumbling backwards, falling on his back, her tumbling on top of him. He looked up at her shocked as he now lay on his back her straddling his hips, her dress bunched up around her waist. She had pinned his hands down above him. For how small Scully was she certainly had some strength in her.
"Shit, Scully…" his ass hurt, he was lucky he knew how to fall without getting hurt sometimes.
Leaning down, his hands still pinned above him, she kissed him, passionate and needy. He strained against her but she had over powered him in his moment of weakness and he let the fantasy play out. He secretly loved that Scully liked so much control and when it came to bedroom tactics she was a lot of fun. There was a spiciness and eroticism to her that he couldn't get enough of, she oozed sensuality, it was something he sensed in her over time, it was hidden most of the time but once he got her to let loose, he couldn't get enough. Her kisses were fevered and needy; she ground her hips down on him, desperately needing release. Mulder finally gathered himself enough strength to regain control and rolled her over so he pinned her to the floor and she didn't object. Grinding his hips into hers and ravishing her neck in the process, biting and sucking at the exposed flesh.
"I think we need to remove clothes if you want this to work properly…" she suggested, grinning up at him.
Growling with protest and need Mulder withdrew from her and removed his dress shirt, slacks, undershirt and socks, leaving his boxers for the time being. It'll give her something to work for, he mentally catalogued. Scully was still lying on the floor eyeing him, laughing slightly at his eagerness and the tent in his boxers.
"Scully if you don't hurry I'll just move your panties to the side…" he was ready to go and she knew it but she couldn't help but play the tease sometimes.
She still eyed him, not sure how to make her next move. She looked at him and licked her lips, rolled onto her knees and crawled to him. Her hair was astray from the roughness of their tumbling and her body was flushed with arousal, her eyes dark and needing. Reaching his feet she looked up at him and bit her bottom lip, reached up with her hands and pulled his boxers down until they hit the floor. She stared for a moment, inspecting his cock, which was at attention and twitching at her gaze. Grabbing him firmly at the base she brought her tongue out to meet his tip, enjoying his head rolling back as she licked and nipped at him, wrapping her lips around him she took as much of him as she could, stroking slowly as her mouth wrapped around him.
"Scully—I—I don't have much left in me after all the teasing you did to me tonight…" he panted out, not able to form much more as her mouth descended on his cock, lubricating him for herself, not that it was needed much at this point, but the power she held over him at this point, even on her knees she had complete control as he stood over her. Mulder firmly grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from her oral ministrations and brought his mouth firmly against hers. When he was this assertive she was always a little tense as it scared her a bit but relaxed at his kiss, he reached behind her and undid the zipper of her dress, stripping her of it and leaving a pile at her feet. Gazing at her, clad in bra and panties he couldn't get enough and went to work on her, kissing at her neck and shoulders, down her breast bone, he'd always had a weakness for scantily clad women over naked ones and being able to see Scully in bra and panties, what she might wear underneath her work attire…it drove him crazy to think about what lie beneath the suits.
Overpowering her again he pushed lightly towards the bed, as the backs of her knees hit the bed she sat, staring at him, wanting to know his next move. She scooted herself backwards to make herself comfortable and lounged back, Mulder crawled over her, kissing at her exposed abdomen, skin pulled taunt against her ribs, he loved that part of her body, she was toned and in shape, definitely an FBI agent body, strong yet lean. Mulder pulled her arms above her head and pinned her yet again, elongating her torso, admiring her shapely body. Kissing her with furious passion, he was hungry for her body, wanted to feel and touch every inch of her, bring her to the edge then pull away. She wanted nothing more than him over her, kissing, biting and grinding into her but Mulder was taking his sweet time.
"Mulder—please…." She was desperate and he knew it but after her teasing tonight he couldn't help but do it back.
"Payback's a bitch isn't it…" he whispered into her ear as he rubbed his cock against her center, getting guttural moans back. "…You are the most maddening tease…" he thrust against her with each word. Scully groaned back in frustration and want. Her panties were becoming quite uncomfortable with wetness but Mulder was enjoying himself, she brought this on herself. "…Fuck Scully…." He moaned into her neck not sure how much longer he could tease her without being driven mad himself.
Laughing at his predicament, Scully pulled her legs together and pushed Mulder from her with her feet. He retreated willingly as she removed her bra and shimmied out of her panties, sprawled out across the bed as Mulder joined her with a moan of approval. Rolling in between her legs, Mulder nipped at her breasts, bit at her chest and neck, feeling his way down her waist to her hips and grabbing firmly tilting her up towards him. Scully's head fell back to urge him on. No longer could Mulder control the urge to be inside of her, she was writhing and ready under him, reaching down he guided himself into her with an assertive thrust.
"Mulder!" she was shocked more than anything, trying to adjust to him that quickly was the hard part.
"Sorry, Scully—but fuck—you've just been the worst tonight." He thrust into her with each pause. She moaned as he continued thrusting, not wasting any time at the moment. Her head rolled back and forth as he found a rhythm that they both found pleasurable, she grabbed at his shoulders wanting more of him on her and he obliged, bent down and kissed her with absolute passion, licking at her lips as his cock worked its way in and out of her. The dual pleasure was unbelievable for her; he seemed to find all her pleasure spots at once this time around, her lips had always been a huge erogenous zone and for them to be sucked at and licked at during sex…it was magical!
Mulder slowed up for a minute, Scully catching his gaze and smiling coyly, swiftly he pulled her tight against him and rolled so she was on top. Pausing and looking down on him, this had always been a favorite position of hers, especially with Mulder, being able to run the show and be in charge of angle and penetration plus not having him towering over her made her feel extremely sexy and dominant. Scully rotated her hips, squeezing her insides purposefully, getting Mulder to bite his lower lip. Again and again she repeated her actions, adding more thrusting, she was getting her own rhythm down and Mulder was reciprocating with savage thrusts up into her, catching her off guard a few times.
"Jesus Mulder…" she was panting trying to maintain decent rhythm. "God, this…Mul—"she was speechless as his thrusts into her became deeper and harder. She was quickly approaching her orgasm and Mulder hadn't stopped thrusting, his eyes were closed and chanting to himself to hold out. Scully had always brought out the animal in him, he couldn't seem to control himself but he was always good within an hour to go for following rounds. Their sexual prowess was a perfect match they couldn't have asked for better partners and it could only get better the more they 'practiced.'
"Scully…." Mulder bit his lip again and opened his eyes, Scully eyes were dark and he could tell she was so close; she looked at him, open mouthed and gasping. Her loins were burning with the anticipation of her orgasm, her body was starting to quiver, ready to let loose, Mulder reached his hand down between them and rubbed at her clit, willing everything that she had left out and she rode him into oblivion. Silent screams and gasps, Scully wasn't often loud, as she held her breath, mouth wide, he'd notice a few groans of pleasure deep from within her. The way she looked when she came was what drove Mulder over his edge most often, visuals is what did it for him for years and to have the real thing instead of videos was much more erotic. Thrusting erratically as her inner muscles had a grip on him; he came with a deep moan and panting.
She sat on him, staring down at his heaving chest, drunk with passion. Catching his eyes, Scully smiled at him, never so happy that this is where their 6 years had led them.
"Scully, if vacations let you let loose like this we need to take more time off…" he smiled at her and she laughed, hitting him playfully, rolling off of him and making her way to the bathroom.
"As long as it's coming out of your paycheck and not mine, I don't think the bureau will—"she was cut off.
"Shut up, Scully and get back in bed, I'm fuckin' tired." They laughed together and dozed off into a peaceful slumber.