When Mulder returned with Minnie, Scully was already popping the corn and had the VCR paused and ready to go.
"You were a while," Scully observed with an amused yet trusting smile.
"Our neighbour required a more obvious brush off," Mulder explained and rolled his eyes.
"Not your type?" She teased and shook the foil pan on the hob.
"I'm not sure I have a type…not anymore…"
Scully raised her eyebrows and he smiled.
"Well, if I do, it's become extremely specific," Mulder chuckled as he shrugged off his jacket and then walked to the refrigerator. "Juice or soda?" He asked from behind the door.
"Soda," Scully replied as she emptied the popcorn into a bowl.
Mulder filled two glasses and then followed Scully along to the couch. After he sat in his corner Scully curled up in the other and placed the bowl between them, their feet were at diagonals and almost crossed in the centre. "You ready?" She asked, remote in hand.
He nodded and turned to flick off a nearby table lamp.
Mulder was surprised to find that the movie seemed pretty good – however as soon as the theme moved to the subject of fate and death he looked over at Scully with concern.
Scully smiled back at him reassuringly, "Whether fate is real or not, I'm still here."
He nodded and looked back at the TV just as the scene changed. He felt Scully start to shift uncomfortably next to him.
As the two characters hands glided together with the clay Mulder felt his mouth go dry and he leaned over to pick up his glass and take a long drink. The man kissed behind the woman's ear and Mulder shifted a little in his seat and glanced over at Scully, who's teeth grazed her bottom lip before she licked it slowly.
Mulder looked back at the TV as the music filled the room, 'Oh, my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch, a long, lonely time. Time goes by so slowly, and time can do so much… Are you still mine? I need your love, I need your love…'
On the screen, female hands stroked gently up a broad male back, then his hand slid over her ass and smoothly brought her thigh up…thrusting her core against him.
"Jesus…" Scully gasped faintly and Mulder glanced over at her.
Her breathing was shallow, her mouth slightly open, and her eyes wide and bright in the reflection of the light from the TV.
Mulder felt his cock harden and push up against the denim of his jeans. "Is this a three-day rental…?" he murmured quietly.
His voice seemed to surprise Scully - she looked over at him quickly, scanning his body with a hungry expression.
Mulder glanced back at the TV and watched the man kiss down the woman's neck, he licked his lips again and then gazed back at Scully, the desire palpable on his face.
"Three…" Scully uttered breathlessly.
Without taking his eyes from hers Mulder leaned across the couch, he braced his hands on either side of her hips and Scully stopped breathing. Bringing his face close to hers Mulder scanned down her body feverishly and then hovered over her lips before looking back into her eyes.
Barely an inch away from her mouth Mulder spoke roughly, "I always want to be with you, Scully."
Scully's senses were overwhelmed; his words bounced around her brain, the expanse of his chest seemed to emit heat, the scent of his skin, his sweet warm breath wafted across her lips.
This was it. She could either respond or…
Her lips moved forward a little and she felt him let out a shallow breath as she tentatively brushed her mouth against his.
"Scully…" He murmured, almost like a prayer.
"Mmmm…?" Scully smiled against his mouth and then plucked on his lower lip.
"You're kissing me again," Mulder whispered as one hand slid up to carefully rest on her hip.
"Mmmmm…" Scully hummed and slowly made her way across from his mouth and then along his jaw. "I hoped we were kissing each other," she teased and then moaned when Mulder suddenly moved into action and hungrily covered her lips with his.
"You're so hot…." Mulder murmured in between increasingly voracious kisses.
Scully laughed lightly and then shifted her hips up towards him, her wound was starting to hurt but there was no way she wanted him to stop...he tasted so good.
"I hoped maybe your feelings ran a little deeper than 'hot'," she grinned against his mouth and then reached to run her hand up his waist and then onto his back. Her nails clawed into the material of his shirt and tugged him closer.
"Don't get me wrong, Scully…" Mulder confirmed as if it was the most natural thing in the world, "…I adore you. I love you in a way I never even dreamed was possible…" he pulled back a little and smiled at her, "…but you're also really fucking hot…" then he suddenly moved forward and thrust his solid cock against her core.
When Scully's breath caught and her mouth fell open, his tongue slid smoothly inside and explored her. After several seconds Mulder pulled back a little and looked to see a tear slide down his partner's cheek. He pulled back a little and cupped her face with his palms. "Scully? Scully are you okay? Did I do something? Are you in pain…?"
Mulder looked so stricken that Scully couldn't help but smile a little at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Scully?" He asked again with concern.
"You really do love me don't you?" She smiled broadly and another tear slid down her cheek.
Mulder's concern started to wane; he nodded and bit his lip. "More than my own life," he confirmed. "God, Scully, if I'd lost you…I couldn't even…"
She shook her head and brushed her lips chastely against his. She smiled down over Mulder's body as he held himself carefully above her. "I want you…so much…"
Mulder moaned and thrust his hips again. He immediately recognised Scully's answering groan as part desire and part pain. "Shit! Scully…I'm sorry…" He pulled back up and took his weight on his arms, hovering a few inches away from her.
Scully groaned and rolled her eyes back, "Shit…" She let out under her breath.
"Scully?" Mulder asked cautiously.
"Damn Ritter…" She looked back up at his confused expression and smiled. "I really want…I need…" She licked her lips and bucked slightly up towards him. "You're sure about this? About me? This isn't just a reaction to what happened…?"
Mulder's eyes devoured her body slowly; he watched her nipples grow taut under his gaze and licked his lips. Scully's breath caught when their gaze reconnected, she saw his wide pupils, his shallow breath, and the slight gleam of perspiration on his brow. "I want to crawl inside you…" He growled out in a tone that left no doubt.
Scully thrust her hips up towards him, she came into solid contact with his cock and they both gasped with mutual hunger and frustration.
"I need to feel you inside me…" Scully said decisively and Mulder moaned.
"Your wound…" Mulder argued.
"Off the couch," Scully directed quickly, her hands already pushing at her sweatpants.
"Scully?" Mulder questioned in a panicked tone; for the first time, he noticed the sound of the movie still playing in the background. He grabbed the remote and hit mute.
Scully began to carefully push down her sweats.
Mulder stopped her hands, "Careful," he whispered softly.
She shook her head and breathlessly glanced down his body, "Can you…can you take your clothes off?" She asked awkwardly.
"I…" Mulder started and then hissed when Scully reached down and cupped his cock.
"We can't do much…yet…but I want you…" Scully bit her lip and carefully flicked open the button on his flies.
"Mmmmm…" He hummed and followed her lead unzipping and then carefully lifting his achingly hard cock out of his boxers.
Scully gazed down at him...then sucked on her lower lip.
"Scully…" He moaned, then leaned forward to retrieve the abuse lip hungrily.
Their kisses soon became exploring, the wet smack of their lust drunken mouths seemed to fill the room as one of Mulder's large hands automatically slid up to rest protectively just below her entry wound.
After a while, Scully smiled into their kisses and Mulder pulled up a little to look into her eyes. "Can we take this off?" He asked, his voice rough with arousal as the hand not guarding her wound tugged at her top.
Scully grinned and nodded. She pushed up a little and Mulder tugged the top up over her head, quickly followed by her loose fitting sports bra.
As soon as he had access Mulder's mouth descended and sucked, flicked then grazed her little nubs with his teeth.
"Oh, God…" Scully groaned and rocked her head back.
"You're breathtaking," Mulder murmured around her as he revelled in her taste. He shoved the coffee table back with his foot and dropped to his knees on the floor before pulling off Scully's sneakers and socks, quickly followed by her sweats and panties. "I prefer this version of helping you undress," Mulder moaned against her inner thigh in-between wet kisses.
"Oh…fuck…me too…" Scully laughed and bucked up towards him before suddenly gasping out with the pain.
Mulder stopped quickly and moved up to her face. "You okay, babe?" He asked with concern, his palm cupping her cheek gently again.
Scully nodded, "Good, better than good."
They felt the tip of his cock brush against the outside of her wet folds and they both groaned.
Scully looked down at him, huge and straining up towards her. "Clothes…" She gasped and met his eyes with an affectionate smile. "I need you naked."
Mulder laughed and forced himself to pull back, tugging off his t-shirt and then reluctantly standing. "I've dreamed of hearing those words from your lips for years," he admitted with a smile as he quickly tugged off his sneakers and then pushed down his jeans and boxers. His socks went with them and he kicked everything to one side.
As Mulder came back to his knees, Scully's hand slid to his hips and she pulled him close. Her legs came up around his waist and her ankles locked at the base of his spine as they both revelled in the feeling of his rock solid cock sliding threw her dipping hot core.
"Years?" Scully asked eagerly.
Mulder's eyes rolled back for a second and then he held her gaze firmly.
"Years," he confirmed.
"I dreamed of you…like this…in the office…" Scully admitted with a cheeky smile.
Mulder bit his lip and his hand carefully slid back up to protect her wound. "Oh God, me too…" He groaned and brought the other hand to grip his cock, he stroked himself a couple of times and then looked up and met her eyes. "You're sure? The wound on your back?"
Scully nodded and swallowed hard, "There's no pressure on it…I promise…just…go slow…" she ground out between her teeth, desperation painted on the face.
Mulder nodded and then carefully placed himself at her entrance. "I can't believe this," he whispered in wonder as he watched Scully's perfect taut body stretched out underneath him.
Scully looked up and met his eyes, "Come here…" She whispered.
Mulder bent forward a little closer and gasped when he felt himself push a little inside.
With just the head of his cock filling her Scully tightened her core and stretched up to meet his lips as they moved closer. She pushed back against him and felt Mulder slip inside another couple of inches. Their eyes locked as he continued until he was fully sheathed inside her hot…wet…tight…body.
Scully closed her eyes and rolled her internal muscles, savouring the uniquely complete feeling of Mulder's cock so deep inside her. Then she reached around to cup his ass and locked her gaze with his, "You…are the love of my life," she whispered, her breath ghosting over his lips, "…you, are everything to me."
Mulder's eyes welled up and he kissed her softly, his lips sucking on hers and then lazily rolling around her tongue. He looked into her eyes, "Love…" He started to reply and then just kissed her again as he pulled back a little.
His cock moved about two inches and then he gently pressed back home, his head pushed at her cervix and Scully's whole body automatically rolled up against him.
"Careful…" Mulder said with concern and held her hips firmly in place. "Just lie as still as possible," he whispered.
Scully laughed a little, happiness evident across her whole demeanour. "Easier said than done, Mulder," she whispered huskily.
"Damn, you sound so sexy…you always sound sexy, but…" Mulder smiled, licked his lips and them brushed a soft kiss against her mouth. "Going to make you come, it might not be fireworks…but later when you're feeling better…" He held her with one hand as the other came to her clit. His fingers rubbed with firm circles.
Scully closed her eyes and licked her lips, "You…you're always fireworks. You feel fuckin' amazing…"
Mulder grinned and leaned to bite on her taut nipple.
"Oh yeah!" Scully gasped and Mulder felt her internal muscles flex.
"Come for me…" Mulder whispered and moved up to cover her lips as he thrust gently and continue to rub firmly on her clit.
"Yeah…good…perfect…" Scully sighed, "…Mulder…oh, God…it's really you!"
"Only me…" Mulder muttered roughly against her neck as she came, then he pulled out slowly before pushing inside her to the hilt. "I'm yours…" He groaned.
When Scully started to come back down to earth she opened her eyes to find Mulder looking down at her and smiling, "You're so fucking beautiful…" he whispered and kissed her.
Scully smiled and flexed her core, "You didn't come."
"I didn't want to risk hurting you…" Mulder explained and then pulled back a couple of inches and slowly pushed back inside.
His self-control surprised Scully, but his desire to protect her above his own needs did not. "I want to watch you come…" she said softly her fingers combing through his hair.
Mulder kissed her, their lips mating lazily. "You do crazy things to me…" he grinned pulling out a little and then pushing back inside.
Scully smiled and had an idea, "So let's wait a few days. We could have a second 'first time'."
Mulder raised his eyebrows.
"Move up onto the couch…" she whispered gently, not wanting to break the mood.
Mulder trustingly moved up, he started to lift her gently with him but then Scully shook her head.
"Pull out…" Scully said a little nervously.
"Never," Mulder teased and then hissed a little as he withdrew.
"Lie alongside me," she directed and then carefully slid her hand around the base of his cock. "You're so wet...with me."
Mulder gasped and rolled his head back, he closed his eyes for a second and then forced them open again. "It feels amazing to hear you say that shit," he grinned as their foreheads came together. There eyes linked for a few seconds and then he looked down to watch her hand slide firmly up and down his shaft.
Scully laughed lightly and kissed his cheek, then down the side of his nose. "This feels amazing, period."
Mulder hummed in agreement as her hand sped up a little, his mouth fell open and Scully drove inside, her tongue sliding possessively into his mouth as her thumb swept across the underside of his sensitive head.
"Ah fuck!" Mulder gasped into her mouth.
"Soon..." she smiled against his lips, "...you feel so good, Mulder...no one has ever filled me like you..."
"Oh, shit..." Mulder hissed then ran his teeth down her throat sucking hungrily, "...gonna come..."
Scully sped up firmly swiping his cock and nodding, "Yeah, Mulder, come on me..."
Mulder groaned. his neck stretching tautly as he felt his partner's tongue slide along his throat, "Love...you..."
"Mmmmm..." Scully hummed and looked down to watch Mulder shudder and come over her stomach.
Mulder's face breathlessly dropped against Scully's shoulder, his mouth open as he licked and sucked at her skin, ravenous for her taste.
"Wow," He gasped against her throat as his head began to stop spinning.
He felt Scully's wet hand sliding smoothly into his own sweaty palm and looked up to smile at her. "So fucking sexy…"
Scully laughed, her head falling back sleepily against the arm of the couch, "I must look a mess."
Mulder's eyes danced up and down her naked body, hovering for a few seconds on the smears of his come on her belly, and then the nearby dressing that protected her wound - the gunshot that almost stole her away without warning. Then his eyes came back to her face; flushed and glowing, with strands of wet hair plastered to her forehead. "You're absolutely perfect," he assessed honestly.
"You're delusional," Scully laughed.
He bent over her carefully, grabbing his t-shirt off the floor, and then using it to lovingly clean her up before throwing to one side and retorting, "Well, I'm yours…take me or leave me…"
Scully combed her hand through his hair and then slowly ran her palm down the side of his face before running her thumb across his lips, "Consider yourself claimed."
Mulder smiled a little tearfully then puckered his lips against her digit. He glanced back over her body again and then looked back up with a little concern, "You're sure you're comfortable? No pain?"
"Very," She replied peacefully.
They lay for several long minutes, the forgotten movie flickering silently to itself.
"I thought of you…" Scully said quietly after a while.
"When?" Mulder asked, watching his fingertips carefully tracing her hipbone.
"I think of you all the time…in lots of ways…" she grinned and then teasingly kissed the top of his head, "…but I meant when I was with Fellig."
"When you were shot?" Mulder asked looking back up to meet her eyes.
"No…I mean, yes, of course…but I meant before then...when we were talking," Scully explained. She sighed sadly, "I didn't understand him at first...when he talked of his lack of sympathy for the dying. His lack of basic human compassion. But then I stayed and listened. Mulder, I felt empathy for him. You know, he told me that he had forgotten his wife's name?" She sighed and closed her eyes, breathing in his warm comforting scent. "I don't know, maybe love doesn't last forever, but that took my breath away…the thought of ever forgetting you…of not even remembering your name."
"Scully…" Mulder whispered softly.
"Maybe we don't have forever, Mulder…but 75 years, maybe 85...with you...I'll take that."
"If I lived a thousand years, I could never forget you," Mulder assured her.
"I wouldn't want to live forever…" Scully was silent for a few seconds before continuing, "Have you ever heard of the Greek myth of Tithonus?"
Mulder shrugged a little, "Vaguely…"
"Tithonus was the son of the king of Troy, loved by the Titan goddess Eos. She asked Zeus to make Tithonus immortal, but she forgot to ask for the same. Tithonus did live forever, but she damned him for an eternity…to spend endless sunrises waiting for the sweet release of death." Scully sighed, "I understood what Fellig was saying, Mulder. What he did was wrong…but watching everyone you love die and then having to carry on…that would be hell, that would drive you insane."
Scully looked up into his eyes, "I wouldn't want to live forever, Mulder. What's the point of forever without love?"
Mulder smiled and leaned down to kiss her, "We've had enough close calls, Scully. I love you."
Scully nodded tearfully, "When you think the end is coming, that really is all that matters."
They kissed again and then after a few moments Scully rested her face against his throat.
"We should get you to bed," Mulder said softly.
"I think we're going to bed this evening," Scully laughed a little and closed her eyes contently.
"I didn't want to assume," Mulder smiled and traced his fingertips along her forearm.
"Feel free to assume. If I had my way we'd stay this way forever."
"We will," Mulder confirmed.
"That might be impractical," Scully grinned, "...I can't imagine what Kersh might say in meetings."
Mulder laughed, his lips constantly on a journey to find new Scully skin to kiss. "It seems like Kersh might be looking to split us up anyway."
Scully shook her head dismissively, "Not happening, Mulder."
"We might not have a choice in the matter," Mulder pointed out.
"We've always had choices, Mulder, now we have an even stronger foundation to make them from. If he thought we were difficult before he ain't seen nothing yet."
Mulder laughed joyfully, "God, Scully, I adore you."
Scully smiled, "Bed?"
He nodded, "Bed."
They got up, Mulder picked up a bottle of pain meds from the coffee table, and then they walked through together, their fingers linked loosely.
"Shower?" Mulder asked as Scully walked bathroom.
"Tomorrow…" Scully said sleepily as she walked through to go to the bathroom. She smiled when Mulder naturally followed after her. She sat on the toilet watching him as he brushed his teeth and then filled her a glass of water from the bathroom sink. "You have a really nice ass..." She observed.
Mulder turned to grin at her and then winked before walking back through to the bedroom.
After finishing up Scully washed her hands and smiled secretively at herself in the bathroom mirror. Mulder loves me, she thought and watched a smile spread across her face. She picked up her toothbrush and quickly cleaned her teeth before walking back through.
Mulder nodded towards the glass and meds by her side of the bed and then climbed in.
After taking her tablets Scully crawled in next to Mulder, he slid closer and spooned behind her.
"Wow," Scully whispered softly.
"Yeah," Mulder agreed, this felt even better then he'd imagined. He kissed her neck and tucked his arm carefully above her wound. "Is your back okay?"
"Good…" She replied, sleep already creeping up to claim her.
"I could get used to this…" Mulder hummed contently.
"Please do," Scully replied. She brought his hand to her mouth and brushed her lips over his fingertips. "We missed the movie…" she murmured quietly.
Mulder closed his eyes and smiled, "Don't care…you're kinda distracting, so I wasn't really watching it anyway."
Scully chuckled, "We'll watch it tomorrow."
Mulder nodded as he began to drift off to sleep. "Kay…"
