We parted in the hallway to change into pyjamas. I wondered after a while if he was going to come to my room after all. I didn't have to wonder for very long though. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I turned slowly. I'd been so deep in thought that I hadn't even heard him come in I'd been so deep in thought. I realised I was only standing in my pyjama top and moved to place the bottoms in front of my legs as I moved away from Mulder. "Shy Scully?" he asked coyly.

I rolled my eyes. I had no reason to be shy, my pyjama top covered me sufficiently and unfortunately for Mulder I was wearing underwear.

"Bed, Mulder. Now" I demanded.

"I like it when you take charge Scully!" he said happily.

My face said it all and he didn't argue. I shut of the light and walked over to the bed. Mulder had turned the sheet back for me and I climbed in. The first thing I noticed upon cuddling up next to Mulder was that my pyjama top had ridden up and I could feel his chest against my back. It was bare! I didn't remember him not having a shirt on. I would have definitely remembered that. I couldn't focus on this for long though because he put his hand on my hip.

"Lacy panties Scully?" he whispered in my ear. I could feel my heart racing. I didn't want to start something with Mulder I couldn't finish. Not in my Mother's house!

I turned around to face Mulder. He couldn't see my face in the dark but I could tell he was waiting for me. I put my hand on his chest. "Mulder, please don't start something we can't finish" I whispered.

"Why can't we finish?" he whispered back.

"You know why Mulder" I replied shyly.

"Scully your Mother has wanted this for us since I met her, her bedroom is at the other end of the house, and she went to bed hours ago" his hand crept up past my hip to rest on my stomach, his thumb moving up and down.

"I know Mulder, I guess I just don't want to have to worry about my Mother when we finally, you know" I hid my face in his neck embarrassed by the whole situation. We'd never spoken so openly or in a roundabout way about our attraction, and now we were discussing sex.

"Can you be quiet Scully?" by this time Mulder had rolled us over so that his chin was resting against my breast bone, my pyjama top rolled up to just under my breasts his hands tickling my sides.

"Mulder!" I giggled partly out of embarrassment and also because I was ticklish.

"What, Scully? It's a valid question!" I could tell he was smiling.

"What are you doing?" I tried to change the subject.

"It's called foreplay Scully, you remember?" he was being cheeky.

"Oh? Is that what you were trying to do?" I teased.

"Touché Scully" he murmured.

"I'm sorry Mulder, I was only kidding, you know you're good"

"I could always prove it Scully" I knew he'd be wiggling his eyebrows.

I didn't have long to contemplate his facial expressions because he had already moved and was kissing my stomach. My insides were fluttering and whilst he was kissing my stomach wherever he could he was dexterously undoing the buttons on my pyjama top. At this point I knew I couldn't refuse him, I didn't want to refuse him. He left the pyjama top open but didn't remove it as he moved lower. My breathing was getting shallow.

He was toying with the elastic of my underwear. He paused his ministrations waiting for my go ahead. I touched his head weaving my fingers through his hair. He removed my panties. I thought this was it, that he would kiss me and I could remove his boxers but he didn't come back up. Oh. My. God. Did he just? Oh God. He Did. I had expected something totally different with Mulder. Knowing about his videos that weren't his I was under the impression that he would be a selfish lover.

It felt amazing, I'd never let any man do this before. I was glad that it was Mulder. I'd watched his mouth on several occasions, fantasising about how amazing kissing him would be. I watched him eat sunflower seeds often, his tongue was quite talented. Now that I knew just how talented I'm not sure I would ever be able to watch him the same way again.

"Oh!" I dug my nails into his scalp, the sensation, the pleasure. I could barely contain myself. My hips rocking up towards him, he held them down.

"shhh! Scully, you have to be quiet" he reminded me.

"Oh God, Mulder I, I can't, Oh!" I'd never experienced such build up.

Without stopping he grabbed his pillow and moved it to my face, I knew what it was for. When the time came, no pun intended. I bit into that pillow with all my might, it muffled my screams and when the final aftershocks came round he was already back up holding my face whilst he kissed me. I could taste myself on him, it was so erotic.

"That was amazing Scully" I could hear the awe in his voice.

"Wow" was the only thing I could say.

"You liked that?" he asked sincerely.

"Mulder. God. I have never felt anything like that in my life" I panted.

"What do you mean Scully?" he asked.

"I mean, nobody has ever done that for me Mulder" I turned my head away embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed Scully. I love you" he whispered.

It was a simple as that.