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Arlington,
Mulder's Apartment,
Friday 8:03pm
Mulder sat dumbfounded, staring at his hand as though it was a foreign object. He could hardly believe his ears, Scully wasn't angry, she was hurt. He raised his eyes to look at his partner so he might confirm his interpretation. Her eyes were fixed on the label of the cooling ointment seemingly transfixed by its ingredients.
"I..." Mulder started but could not find the words. He was confused. 'She's not pissed, she's upset. Not because I abused her trust, not because I tricked her into bed but because I felt the need to pretend I was Mikica... because I wasn't true to myself.'
"Scully, I..." he faltered once more trying desperately to find the right words. "I thought that if I came to you pretending to be someone else I would stand a chance... after everything you told me about him, I knew he was what you wanted, so I figured... well, you know what I figured. I was sure that you would never be interested in just me."
"Why would you think that, Mulder?" Scully asked as she lifted her hand to gently caress Mulder's cheek.
"Well... I'm Spooky Mulder." Mulder replied as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.
"Mulder..." Scully cooed shaking her head in disbelief. "Did it not occur to you what my nickname is? I've been 'Mrs. Spooky' for as long as I care to remember... Mulder, in all the time that we have worked together, have I ever given you any reason to doubt how much I care for you? Have I ever turned you away from my door?" Scully didn't give him time to answer her rhetorical questions before she continued "Even if you had arrived at my door in your trench coat and a suit covered in mud, I would have still invited you in..."
Mulder stared deeply into Scully's eyes trying to gauge her sincerity. The eyes he saw returning his gaze shocked him from his ravine. The purest blue eyes he had ever seen were looking straight back at him, straight into his soul. This was not the first time he had noticed how shockingly clear Scully's eyes were but it was the first time he had bared witness to her innocent gaze with all her normal guards and barriers down.
"Mulder, Mikica may have been my first love but you... Mulder, you should never feel the need to try and be someone else with me, 'never'. If you had of given me any indication..." Scully halted her words wondering if she were revealing too much.
'Well... he gave plenty away by showing up at my apartment in the middle of the night and making love to me like he did. Like he said earlier 'you have complete control' and I don't think he was just referring to the massaging chair.' Scully thought before continuing.
"Mulder..." her voice noticeably lowered "...I still would have invited you to my bedroom... You've always been there for me; Tooms, Barry, Pfaster, the list goes on but it is always you... you always find me. Like Mom always said 'When it's true love you will always find each other.'" Scully went suddenly silent after divulging her revelation before adding in a meek voice "Unless it was just, what did you say? A 'not-so' supernatural booty call?"
"Scully, No!" Mulder replied shocked "It wasn't just a bootie call... I could never do that to you. I wanted you, I wanted to be close to you. I wanted to make love with you... I've wanted that for a very long time but I never conceived that you might want the same ... Did you say true love?"
Scully leaned forward and with the slightest touch brushed a chase kiss across Mulder's lips, she pulled away quickly before he had time to process the gesture let alone return it. She smiled coyly up at him from behind her long eye lashes. "Ummm... Did it ever occur to you to try and, I don't know! Maybe seduce me?"
Smiling broadly Mulder replied "Oooohhh Scully... I've been trying to subtly seduce you for years..."
Worrying her lower lip she replied innocently "I've never been good with subtlety. Why didn't you just ask me out on a date?"
Mulder waved his hands in the air as an encompassing gesture "Helloooo... I cooked for us. How could I have been more obvious that this was a date?"
"This, Mulder, doesn't count. This is after the fact... after you already bedded me and left me thinking it was just a wonderful dream..." Scully arched her brows as a seductive smile turned up the corners of her lips.
'Oh... How I want to kiss those lips... Why not?' Mulder thought before he slowly leaned forward and brushed a chase kiss across her lips just like she had done to him moments earlier.
"I've asked you on a date before."
"What...? You have not... When?" Scully replied bemused.
"A long time ago, a couple of months after I got you back, after Barry. I had vowed to myself, while you where gone that when you were returned to me I would make my feelings clear to you... I needed too tell you how much you meant to me... I asked you out but you didn't seem very enthusiastic about the notion."
"You did not... I'm sure I would have remembered that." Scully was bewildered.
"Vikings versus Redskins, Scully, in the Metrodome. Forty yard line. You and me." Mulder repeated his exact words to her using his eidetic memory.
"That was your way of asking me on a date?"
"Yeah... pitiful huh? Anyway Pfaster squelched that idea."
"Mulder... I never realized. I thought you just wanted to see the game... All this time?"
"Yes. All this time."
"You've been...?"
"In love with you? Yes." Mulder stated without hesitation.
A tear slipped down Scully's face before she had time to realize it had begun to form. Leaning over Mulder attentively wiped the tear away with a gentle caress before extracting the cooling ointment from her grasp. He was sure that the bottle would exploded from the pressure Scully was inflicting on it unconsciously.
"I don't expect anything from you. I wanted to make love with you... even if it were just once, even though you thought it wasn't me and even though you thought it was just a dream. Nothing ever has to happen between us again..." Mulder stated the last in a whisper before adding "... Not if you don't want it too."
"Nothing has too..." Scully repeated "Like hell it doesn't." she stated as she dominatingly throw her leg over Mulder to straddle his lap. "You can't make love to me like that and expect me to act as though nothing has happened... I can't, I won't. Mulder, you got to make love to me... knowing it was me you were making love with. Don't I deserve the same in return? I want to make love with you and know that it is you, not Mikica, not a 'dream' Mulder but you, the man I have worked with and been best friends with for the past five years." Scully placed her hands on Mulder chest and pushed him back on the couch, wiggling her hips slightly to obtain a more 'comfortable' position.
"Just once?" Mulder asked fearing her response.
A small shy smile played on Scully's lips as she shock her head almost imperceptibly in the negative before whispering "No, not just once."
"Scully?" Mulder questioned taken aback. "What if I fuck up? I am kinda renowned for it where you are concerned... Hell I thought I already had!"
"Mulder?" Scully saw the resignation in his eyes and realized what he was thinking. 'He is willing to give up what we 'could' have rather then risk what we do have... What do I say to convince him that we aren't risking anything? Screw words...' Scully thought as she crossed her arms over her abdomen and grasped the hem of her top, pulling it over her head with ease. She bared her breasts to him incased, just barely, in a white lacey bra. "Take me. Right here, right now... or throw me out. The choice is yours? We never have to speak of this again, if you don't want too."
He remained motionless with shock, his only reaction being his hitched and rapid breathing. Her heart seemed to stop beating as she awaited his reply 'Please don't let him ask me to leave.' She pleaded to any deity who might be listening.
"Like hell... Oh God... You know I love it when you take control." He murmured as he leaned forward and began nuzzling her neck, his hands stoking up and down her exposed back and sending shivers down her spine.
"Ummm..." Scully whispered as she molded her body against his. "Don't ever do that again..."
Mulder froze, unable to read her tone of voice. 'God please don't say you were just winding me up.' Mulder begged silently 'Please don't say this was just payback... Don't play mind games with me Scully... I can't take it.'
Sensing Mulder's fear she continued "Don't scare me like that again... I though you were going to..." Scully lost her train of thought as Mulder relaxed and began tasting her neck with a ferocity he had never before known.
"Scully are you sure about this?" Mulder mumbled between kisses. "You know, I can be awfully over protective..."
Scully giggled as she ran her fingers over Mulder's chest and lowered them to his waist, tugging hungrily at the hem of his polo shirt. "Like you aren't already..."
"Hummm..." Mulder's hum reverberated off Scully's collarbone causing her to whimper. Drawing her hands up slowly she lifted Mulder's shirt, allowing her fingertips to travel over his hard muscles and pulled it free. She felt momentarily cold at the lack of contact until he grasped her waist and pulled her close, crushing her chest against his. Shifting her hips she felt him pressing hard against her core.
She moved her upper half back slightly, to allow her to look into Mulder's hooded eyes and saw his desire reflected there. Brushing her lips to his in a chase kiss she inhaled his aftershave deeply savoring the aroma. He ran his hands down her back before cupping her ass in his large hands and squeezed gently as he pulled her harder into his groin. Loosing all restraint the kiss transformed into a passionate lip lock, tongues teasing and caressing with a hungry wanton desire.
Mulder's hands traveled to Scully's breasts gently kneading them through the thin fabric. He felt her hands fumbling with his jeans button before slowly drawing down his zipper and slipping her hand into his boxers to grasp his member. His hips jerked involuntarily into her grasp nearly toppling her from his lap. Scully looked him in the eye from beneath he lashes and licked her lips to signify her intention.
"Oh God No." Mulder said then explained half heartedly upon seeing the fear of rejection in her eyes. "Not unless you want me to revert to a sixteen year old boy on his first date."
"Well this is our first date." Scully giggled as Mulder's hands traveled up to unclasp her bra. Lowering the bra off her frame he leaned back to marvel at her body, in awe of the fact that she was offering herself to him knowingly.
"You are so beautiful..." he murmured as he left a trail of kisses down her chest seeking one of her perked nipples. His other hand made quick work of her pants fly and clip before dipping his fingers into her panties and feeling her wetness. Scully arched her back, forcing him to take her breast more hungrily. "I do have a bedroom you know... with a bed."
Smiling Scully stood and extended her hand to him, he accepted it and stood before her but instead of heading for the bedroom she unceremoniously pulled down his pants and boxers before pushing him back onto the couch. She eyed his exposed erection and thought to herself 'Oh God, it wasn't a dream...' her breathing was labored but she managed to answer his unvoiced question. "This couch has starred in so many of my fantasies'..."
Shimming out of her pants and panties she stood before him bearing her body unselfconsciously before returning to his lap. Straddling him once more she felt her hot wet soft folds rub against his hard shaft and rolled her eyes back in pleasure. Mulder devoured her body hungrily wanting to experience everything they could offer each other.
Wrapping her arms around his neck she braced herself as she felt him slip into position eager to enter her. His swollen head was poised at her entrance anxious to be one with her but not demanding her submission. Slowly she lowered her hips as there lips met once more in a feverish kiss. They felt ever millimeter of movement and gasped and moaned into each others mouths in ecstasy at their joining.
Scully quickly developed a steady rhythm, using her strong thigh muscles to lift herself and lower herself back to his hard shaft. He matched her thrust for thrust, imbedding himself to the hilt in her hot sanctuary. "Oh God..." she started whimpering 'I couldn't possibly... not this quick." She thought to herself as she increases the speed of their union. "Oh my God... Mulderrrr." She shrieked as her inner muscles contracted around him and she fell into the ether feeling his seed spill into her as she did.
She collapsed boneless in his embrace, burying her face in the nape of his neck she managed to whisper "That was incredible."
"Mmmmm..." Mulder responded dreamily "and I'm not even finished with you yet."
"Ummmm?"
"Not even close." He replied as he lifted her into the air with ease and settled her down on the reclining chair.
Scully looked up at her partner... her lover and was unable to protest his movements, she still felt like she were floating. Leaning her back in the chair, he kneeled between her legs, spreading her open before him. He leaned down and kissed her tummy before laying soft butterfly kisses leading lower. He paused just before her red coppery curls and looked up into her eyes. "I want to taste you." He whispered before dipping his tongue to her without awaiting her response.
She gasped and withered with delight as his tongue explored her gently. He lapped at her using the soft flat of his tongue before probing her with the tip of his pink moist muscle. "Mulder... Mulder..." she chanted as he worked his magic on her responsive body.
He found her clitoris through gentle exploration and began to lave and suck the tender bundle of nerves unmercifully. She bucked her hips beneath his mouth using a reserve of energy she was unaware she had. Lapping at her one last time he positioned his strong tongue against her opening and pushed hard. "Mulderrrrr..." she screamed as a second orgasm overtook her fiercely.
Mulder nuzzled her inner thigh tenderly while she lay lifelessly with a look of glorious contentment masking her features. "God bless those sunflower seeds." She whispered almost inaudibly.
Mulder lifted up and leaned back admiring his partner lying naked before him. "Scully..."
"Mmmmm?"
"I want you again." Mulder leered.
"What...? You couldn't possibly"
"Oh Scully..." Mulder whispered "You know I have always
believed in extreme possibilities." He rubbed his hard
shaft against her inner thigh causing her inner muscles to
twitch in anticipation.
"Oh God...!"
"Turn over." Mulder demanded causing Scully's eyes to fly open in surprise.
"What?"
"Turn over." Mulder repeated calmly. "What's the matter? You trust me don't you?" Scully didn't even justify his question with a verbal response; instead she flipped onto her tummy without hesitation.
"Oh Agent Scully..." Mulder practically drooled as he repositioned her hips so that her clitoris was pressed hard against the cold leather of the recliner. "You have no idea how log I have been fanaticizing about you."
Scully smiled to herself, she had a good idea. Mulder reached around her and squeezed her breasts lightly before pinching her nipples then resting her back on the cold leather as he began caressing her back. He drew lazy circles down her back before stroking her tattoo languidly. He positioned himself so that only his head could slide into her, gently stretch her muscles. He moved away from her for an instant but was back quickly.
"Mmmmm... Mulder." She purred enjoying the slow onslaught for a brief moment before she felt the massaging chair beneath her stir to life "Oh Fuck." She cried out in pleasure as the vibrations ticked her in all the right places. Mulder ardently sank into her filling her to the hilt.
"Scully... Oh Scully..." Mulder moaned feeling as though he were in some kind of wonderful dream.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck." Scully chanted unable to summon up any other words. Mulder pumped into her at a steady pace. 'Why didn't we do this, years ago?'
"Oh Scully..." Mulder groaned as he grabbed her ass cheeks firmly whilst still thrusting steadily.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck... No." Scully whimpered causing Mulder to freeze mid thrust. Scully took a deep breath and tried to still herself. "Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me Mulder."
Mulder did not need to be told again. He began zealously pounding into her with such force that he was afraid he might hurt her, hearing her moans and whimpers reassured him that this was not the case.
"Oh God..." Mulder groaned as he felt his balls lift ready to empty themselves. "Oh... God... Scully..."
"Do it..." she pleaded unsure how much more of this extreme pleasure she could take.
"Sculllllyyyyy." Mulder yelled as he emptied into her and felt her inner muscles seize him in a vice like grip before she clasped boneless against the chair with his name on her lips.
Mulder leaned over her momentarily unable to support his own weight as he stroked her hair lovingly and inhaled the unfamiliar fragrance of their ardor.
Mulder lean back and sat on the floor before pulling her into his lap. She leaned into his embrace and wrapped her armed around his neck before murmuring sleepily "Jesus Mulder... You are supposed to work up to physical exertion like that."
"Sorry... I guess I got carried away..." Mulder chuckled.
"Mmmm..." Scully replied sleepily as she snuggled into Mulder's neck and began to kiss gently, tasting its saltiness. Mulder found his strength and stood, still cradling her in his arms and headed for the bedroom. "Mulder I couldn't." Scully began to protest.
"Relax, I just think we will be more comfortable in there." Mulder finished as he crossed the threshold of his bedroom. He laid her down in the bed before crawling in next to her, and then pulled her up against himself needing to feel the continued body contact.
Scully giggled girlishly as she stroked Mulder chest hair. "Shouldn't we have had dinner before desert?"
Mulder rolled his eyes even though she was not looking at him. "And you say my gags are lame." Mulder felt her smile into his chest and basked in the moment before allowing his subconscious to make him ask the question that had been playing on his mind since their previous encounter.
"Scully... Last night. All night you were calling me Mikica... but at the end when you climaxed... you shouted Mulder?"
"Did that surprise you? I always call out your name Mulder... Are you shocked?" She asked groggily.
"Hell yeah." Mulder answered stunned.
"You are the only man I have been with in years, Mulder... even thought it has only been in my fantasies until now."
"Wow..." Mulder stated in awe as he felt his eyes begin to feel laden. "Scully... I'm not the kind of guy that normally does this but..." Mulder paused to yawn "... I'm beat... you really wore me out..." Mulder waited for her reply but heard none. He paused a moment longer listening to her even steady breathing. "Scully?" he whispered as he looked down to see his partner sleeping on his chest, dead to the world. He smiled a contented leer before murmuring "I love you... sweet dreams." Then closed his eyes and succumbed to slumber.
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