It suddenly occurred to him, that the "look" she gave him earlier was the wine kicking in. Scully rarely drank red wine anymore because she could never account for her behaviour afterwards. What Mulder assumed would be a quite night in was going to become rather interesting, if the past was anything to go by.

"Hey...", Scully said in a low, sultry voice.

Mulder regarded her from the bottom of the stairs, and tried to suppress a grin.

"Hello to you, too. How are you feelin'?", Mulder said, staring at her.

Scully was wearing tight black leggings, a navy colored low cut tank top and boots. Her hair was in two long red braids, resting on her shoulders and her visible chest, was flushed. She looked INCREDIBLE!

Mulder took a couple steps towards her, grinning.

"I might be a little tipsy", Scully said, nonchalantly, and took another sip of the sweet red liquid and put the wine glass down, very gingerly.

"Yeah?"

Mulder was now standing by the refrigerator, about two feet away from Scully.

"It was a loooong drive, Mulder", she reached out and tugged on Mulder's grey t-shirt, attempting to pull him closer "Thank you for taking William upstairs to bed"

"The kid is getting heavy, Scully", Mulder stretched his arms above his head.

Mulder's t-shirt rose and Scully leered, openly, at his abdomen and the V just peeking over the top of his blue jeans.

"I know", Scully sighed.

Mulder smiled at her, took her in his arms and breathed in (she smelled of lavender bath oils and hope). Scully nestled her face against Mulder's chest, listening to his heart beat. Mulder started running his hands up and down Scully's back. She lifted her face and he kissed her forehead.

"So, you wanna go..."

"Nope", Scully gently pushed Mulder away and grinned up at him.

That was ALL he needed, from her, in the way of a green light.

Mulder pushed her up against the large, wooden kitchen island and kissed, all over her flushed, heaving chest. Scully ran her hands through his floppy hair and moaned against his temple.

He lifted her up and placed her on the island, snaked a arm around her waist and grinded his cock into her pelvis. Scully leaned back, on her hands, accidently knocking the wine glass.

"Careful", Mulder grabbed the glass and put in the sink.

Scully laughed at him.

Mulder just looked at with a mock scowl and picked up where he left off... slipping both hands down to her arse, pulling her to him again.

"Mm", Scully could feel him and it sent a warm rush through her body.

Mulder tugged her leggings, kissing down her inner thighs, until he them around her ankles.

"And what are these, Miss Scully?", Mulder smiled up at her from between her thighs.

She had on a pair of black lacy bikini briefs, that did things to Mulder and that didn't match with the more relaxed outfit she had on.

"Didn't have time to do laundry", Scully shook her head, unfazed.

"Well, I'm glad you didn't have the time" Mulder raised his eyebrows, confused "Never thought I'd say those words"

Scully giggled. Not having the time to do laundry before their trip certainly paid off for Mulder.

"Why don't we take this upstairs?"

Scully was starting to get antsy, and wrapped her legs around Mulder's hips.

"Lets", Scully put her hands on Mulder's shoulders and kissed him, softly on the lips.

He held her hand as she slid off the kitchen island.

"Okay, let's go tipsy McGee"

Mulder rested his left hand on the small of Scully's back, as they made their way upstairs to their bedroom.

"Are you ready, Mulder?", Scully kicked her boots off, and slowly walked towards Mulder.

"Honestly, not sure..."

Mulder removed his t-shirt and began to unbutton his jeans... but she grabbed his hand, stopping him.

"Ok. Definitely, not ready"

Scully stood on her tip toes, and kissed Mulder's jaw and clavicle.

"I'll be gentle", whispered Scully.

"Goddamn"

Scully trailed her index finger down Mulder's chest, stopping above his unbuttoned jeans and slid the zipper down.

"Are you going to let me touch you?", he tried to pull her closer, to him but she wriggled out of his embrace.

"Mm. Maybe. If you're good..."

Mulder had been hard since they basically dry humped in the in the kitchen, downstairs. He was a ticking time bomb, ready to go off.

"Until then... no touching. 'kay?"

"Yes, ma'am", Mulder just stood there, waiting... for whatever Scully had planned.

Scully lowered Mulder's denim jeans down, to his feet and slid her tiny hand down the front of his black boxer briefs. She was breathing heavily against the hollow of his throat, and he reached out to loop his arms around her was waist but was stopped.

"Sit", she gently pushed him down onto the bed, dropped to her knees and yanked his boxers further down his legs. Mulder looked up at the ceiling fan and took a deep breath.

Scully held Mulder's cock in her hand, pumping up and down a few times (pre-cum bubbling at his tip already) before wrapping her pouty, red lips around it.

Mulder subconsciously began playing with her braids "Mm. God, Scully. That feels SO good", trying to stall himself from coming too soon.

He even tried to think of Baseball stats but every little lick and swirl of the tongue from Scully etched away at his ability to control what was coming.

Mulder was now unintentionally using her braids like reigns... he looked down and watched Scully's head as it moved up and down, repeatedly, in his lap.

Scully hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, taking him in deeper into her throat.

"Fuck. Scully...", Mulder started to laugh.

Scully squeezed his thighs, let his cock slip from her lips and looked up at him, through lustful and confused eyes.

"What?"

"No. It's nothing. I just...", Mulder picked up the braids and swung them about in front of her face "I was using them in a not wholesome way"

"Oh"

Scully went back to what she was doing, and almost three minutes later Mulder was coming in her mouth. She swallowed, slowly rose from her knees and Mulder grabbed her, holding her firmly in front of him, by the hips.

"Jesus, Scully...", Scully lowered herself onto his bare lap and locked her arms around his neck, resting her head on her arm and his shoulder "that was amazing!"

"I thought so", Scully smiled coyly.

"I love you", Mulder kissed her breathlessly and a little desperately, now that he could touch her again.