Scully leaned in, further and further, until she could almost hear Mulder's heart beat. Mulder was still holding her gaze steadily, but she felt his body responding to her, could see his breath quickening. At the last moment Scully closed her eyes, plunging into the kiss as if it were cold water. But it wasn't. It was anything but cold. It was hot, and raw, so full of emotions it took Scully's breath away. There was so much longing, such desperation in Mulder's kiss, she almost got scared and pulled back. She hadn't expected the kiss to be so intense. In her dreams, their first 'real' kiss had always started out somewhat like their New Year's kiss, soft and shy. However Mulder was anything but shy in his kiss. On the contrary.
Mulder moved his hand away from Scully's cheek, placed it on the back of her head, and pulled her further into the kiss. His kiss became even more intense, and Scully could feel her desire increase tenfold. As if her body had her own will, her hands were all of a sudden all over him, pulling on his shirt in desperation. She had to feel more of him, so much more.
Mulder pulled back and swiftly pulled his shirt over his head. He then moved in to remove Scully's top as well, but Scully was faster than him, and pushed him back until he was lying flat against the bed. In an instant she was on top of him, straddling him tightly. Mulder was taken off guard, and it took him a minute to recompose himself. He tried again to reach for Scully's top, but Scully stopped his advances by pushing him back down with one hand, before she slowly, very slowly lifted her shirt over her head herself. At her sight Mulder gasped. He actually gasped, and a smirk appeared on Scully's lips. She finally let him touch her. But where Mulder had been bold and dominant before, he was now the complete opposite. Soft and demure, as if touching her was a sacrilege. If he believed in sacrileges.
Scully let him explore her. She watched how he observed his hands moving over her, his eyes wide in amazement, as if he still couldn't believe he was actually touching her. She could practically see him storing every last detail of her in his photographic memory, bury it deep down, making sure he would never forget even the smallest detail. She watched him until his thumb hesitantly reached her nipple, whereupon her head fell back and her eyes shut. She felt the desire wander further down to a very specific spot, and would have instantaneously ravaged Mulder if she hadn't wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
Having explored her breasts long enough, Mulder lay one hand flat against her sternum, before slowly moving his fingers down in a straight line, down towards her belly, until he reached the waistband of her panties. Scully raised her head back up, and halted for an instant, before she went in for another kiss. This time it was her who was greedy for more, oh so much more. She could feel a smile form on Mulder's lips as he kissed her back. His hand moved lower and lower, and his smile grew wider and wider, until he reached her most sensitive area, upon which she broke their kiss by gasping. But in an instant her lips were on his again, ravenous, pulling on his lower lip with her teeth, exploring his hot mouth with her tongue. Mulder had found her most sensitive spot with his thumb, and slowly started to draw circles. Scully grasped his head with both hands and pulled on his hair as if to keep herself from falling.
It only took a few minutes until Scully knew she wouldn't last much longer. She firmly grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand away, before she moved on to pull away his shorts. She lost no time losing her panties too, before she placed herself over him and halted. Mulder had placed his hands flat against the bed on either side of his body, and lay himself completely at her mercy. He knew that it had to be her initiation, that he had to let her make this final step. So he waited patiently.
Having removed the last physical boundary, Scully was straddling him again. She paused and bit her lower lip, enjoying the calm before the storm, her eyes dark with lust.
"You're breathtaking, do you know that? "
Scully blushed. They were about to have sex, for crying out loud, and she blushed because he called her beautiful. But she couldn't help it.
Instead of replying, she lowered herself onto him. Slowly, so excruciatingly slowly, until she felt his presence at her entrance. She halted, and felt him twitch, which brought another smirk onto her lips. With one smooth moment she lowered herself further, until Mulder started to fill her, and she would have stayed like this until the end of time, had she been able to suppress her desire to completely bury him inside of her, to finally feel him all the way. And once inside he felt good. So fucking good. She drew small circles while rhythmically rocking her hips, Mulder watching her intensely all the while. How could he be so god-damned composed? Was he not almost torn up by desire like her? She almost couldn't control herself, wanted to fuck him until she didn't know up from down, but he, he just watched her calmly, as if she wasn't trying to fuck him into oblivion.
"Mulder?"
"Yeah?"
"Fuck me, for the love of God."
"If I let go, I won't be able to hold back."
"Then don't"
Before she could realize what was happening, Mulder had reversed their positions, and it was her lying on her back while he thrust into her. And his force almost overwhelmed her. He felt so good, so unbelievably good, that she almost came immediately. She was close, so close, so fucking close.
"Mulder, please..."
Mulder sensed she was close and paused to let her compose herself. He went in for another kiss, and this time their desire was in perfect unison. When Scully felt the orgasm that had threatened to overcome her retreat, she started moving her hips again, this time in teasingly small motions. Mulder groaned but kept still, letting her tease him. She could feel his willpower being tested, feel him giving everything to hold back, to not thrust into her, sending them both into oblivion.
"Make me come, Mulder"
Her words broke him free, and he picked up where he left of, thrusting so hard into her she almost couldn't breathe. And Mulder did make her come, he made her come so hard he had her screaming "Oh GOD, Mulder..."
Mulder tried to hold back, to draw this out a little longer, but it was a battle lost. Hearing Scully, for God's sake SCULLY, say his name like that, he couldn't restrain himself if his life depended on it. He followed Scully into the abyss, moaning her name over and over again, until he collapsed on her.
Mulder gave her a loving kiss before he rolled off her. They both lied there for a while, until she finally spoke.
"I love you, you know that, Scully, right?"
"I do"
She placidly stretched her legs before stating "This was just as breath-taking as I've always imagined it would be like."
"So you finally admit having fantasized about us?"
"Shut up, Mulder, and come here!"