She wanted to be wooed, so wooing is exactly what she would get. He woke up early, picking up flowers and breakfast on his way to her apartment. She was put on rest, so he knew she would be home. The gentle knocking startled her at first, not expecting any visitors. She smiled when she looked through the peephole, him grinning back at her, nervousness radiating from him. So this was Mulder romanticizing her, she was interested to see what he had planned.
"Good morning, Mulder." She opened the door with an amused smirk on her face. He smiled back at her, sticking his hand with the flowers out in front of her face. She accepted them, hiding her colored cheeks as she inhaled their scent.
"I just thought since you were stuck inside, I'd bring breakfast to you." He said sincerely, holding up the food in his other hand. She nodded and moved to the side, allowing his entrance.
"Thank you, and thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful."
"I wasn't sure which ones were your favorite, so I just kind of got an assortment." He was nervous, and it was absolutely adorable to her.
"They're perfect. Is this part of your wooing?" She asked playfully, eyebrow arching in question as she placed the flowers in a vase on her kitchen table.
"Well, it's not my best move, but I figured it's at least a start. You're really making me work here, Scully." He pouted.
"You'll score some brownie points if there's something chocolate in that bag." She eyed the obvious pastry bag sitting on her coffee table in front of the couch. He smiled, leaning forward to hand the bag to her. When she opened it, the heavenly aroma of melted chocolate hit her senses, and she spied the chocolate croissant with her name all over it.
"So how am I doing?" He asked playfully.
"Your chivalry is definitely improving." She teased, settling on the couch next to him. They had only really kissed a few times, everything was still new to them, but they enjoyed this closeness.
The day was filled with watching old movies, and him finding small ways to touch her. Whether is was a brush of his hand on her thigh, or pretending to reach over her for his water glass on the table in front of them. She was amused, she'd give him that much. The angst was slowly killing her though, every little touch sending shivers through her body. It was almost like she craved it now that she's tasted it, even as brief a time it was.
"So I was thinking…" He began to say smoothly.
"Well that's never a good thing."
"Ha ha, Scully. No, I was just thinking that I owe you a date this weekend."
"Ah, yes, I believe that was previously agreed upon."
"But I don't want you to be too tired or anything."
"What kind of date did you originally have planned, Mulder?" A nervous chuckle escaping her lips.
"You'll have to find out another time." He leered at her, causing color to rise to her cheeks. He smiled, loving the ability to do that to her. "Maybe we can just go somewhere nice for dinner? If you're feeling up to it."
"That sounds great." She bit her lip, a small smile curving on her mouth.
"I'm, uh, going to head home for a bit then to set everything up, and I'll be back to get you around 7?"
"I'll be ready. Is there a dress code?"
"Oh, right. Um, something nice. Not too dressy, but nice. And bring a light jacket." She gave him a puzzled look, huffing out a small laugh. She had no idea what she was in for, but if Mulder was pulling out all the stops, she knew to expect something extraordinary. She was ready to complete the task, but thought she'd enjoy this just a little while longer.
When it was time for him to pick her up, she was feeling nervous. She wore an off the shoulder fitted dress that had a sweetheart top, showing an ample amount of cleavage. It was a deep purple, and something she's only worn once. It had a great reaction then, she was hoping for the same tonight. She knew she picked the perfect dress when his eyes nearly fell out of his head at first sight of her. He visibly gulped, at a complete loss for words.
"Do I look okay?"
"Scully, I'm trying to come up with something very gentlemanly to say, but I can't think." He stammered, eyes raking her over. "You look beautiful." He leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers in a chaste kiss. She was surprised at first, but sighed and relaxed into the quick embrace. They didn't do that enough, both of them thought. He extended his arm to her, causing her to smile and accept as he led her down to the car.
She kept trying to watch where they were heading, find any clue as to where he was taking her. He kept trying to distract her with simple conversation, knowing it was killing her to be in the dark about their destination. He drove around and took extra streets, just for fun.
"We're here." He finally said, pulling up near the National Harbor docks. There was a nice, older gentleman waiting to escort them when they arrived. Her brow furrowed, eyes wide with excitement. He smiled as he caught her gaze, leaning down for another quick kiss.
"We're eating here?" She asked astonished. The harbor was beautiful at night, all the boats lit up and twinkling lights illuminated the area.
"No, we are eating there." He pointed to a yacht at the end of the docks. Her eyes danced with delight, and he loved her even more in this candid moment.
They made their way to the yacht, him pulling out the chair for her to sit at their intimate table set up on the deck. A dinner on the water, under the stars, just the two of them. Mulder really was going all out. A waiter appeared and poured them glasses of wine, bringing them a light salad to start.
"Mulder, this is - I don't even have words for this. You really didn't have to do all of this. When I said I was looking forward to the wooing, I didn't mean -" She paused, gesturing to their surroundings. She was truly taken back by his efforts, not expecting anything this extravagant. If she were being honest, she pegged him for a few dates and respectable dinners. Maybe a few more steps in their physical relationship, but this was beyond her wildest dreams.
"I'm feeling underestimated. I told you, I have a few tricks up my sleeve." He grinned at her, causing her to chuckle. He definitely was surprising her more by the minute.
"Well, our first date was at a small cafe, so I'd say you're doing better."
"To be fair, I thought I was taking a huge chance even asking you then. You're way out of my league."
"Ah, I see the flattery has improved, too." They smiled at each other, eyes dancing with sparks of new romance. If he kept this up, he'd complete the task by the end of the weekend.
After eating and enjoying the other's company, they took their wine and walked to the boat railing. She inhaled the water, the look of pure bliss bestowed on her face. That's the exact look he was hoping to see all night. He smiled, watching her as she watched the water sway.
"You're staring, Mulder."
"You're nice to stare at."
"I love the water. I think growing up a Navy brat gave me a whole different kind of appreciation for it."
"I know. You had the same look on your face when we were in Martha's Vineyard. I wanted to find another excuse to see you like this again, that's what made me think of this."
"You - you've been planning to bring me here since then? But we weren't even…" Her thoughts bouncing around sporadically. Could he really already be that in love with her? Was he then, too?
She wasn't thinking anymore, letting the sounds of the water take over her mind and calm her mood. She turned and stepped into his arms, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling his lips to hers. It was soft at first, both of them just becoming acquainted with the other. His tongue flickered against her lower lip, causing her to open her mouth to him willingly. As soon as her tongue ran itself on the roof of his mouth, he moaned and leaned her against the railing, closing any space between them. Their breathing became shallow and heavy, both not wanting to come up for air yet. They definitely haven't done this enough.
He reluctantly pulled away from her, seeing her eyes flutter open. His mouth lingered above hers, planting feather soft pecks on her lips. He smiled at her state of complete ecstasy. He felt the same way.
"So, how am I doing now?" He finally spoke, breaking the spell. She chuckled, her breath tickling his throat as they stayed in their embrace.
"I'd say you're definitely earning this task."
"It's a shame, I had so much more planned." He teased.
"I said you were earning it, I'm going to milk this for all I can." She playfully glared at him. They both loved how easy it was between them.
"Fair enough." He kissed her again, neither wanting to leave from this moment.
When they were walking along the docks back to the car, the boat lights twinkled back at them. It was the perfect setting, and everything in him wanted to tell her he loved her again, this time while she was fully conscious to hear it. He just needed to make sure she would say it back. Not to complete his task, but for his own self assurance.
"So what did you originally have planned, without the interruption of a head injury?"
"Well, the boat was going to leave the docks, but I didn't want you to be too far away if any side effects began. My stomach thanks the change of plans as well." He smiled sheepishly at her.
"Ah, strong sea legs?" She playfully smirked as he narrowed his eyes at her, causing her to chuckle. God, he loved that sound. "Tonight was amazing."
"I'm glad you're enjoying the pursuit. I am going to have to up my game though, I set the the bar pretty high tonight."
"Well, lucky for you, I don't think you'll have too much more time to think of new things. Although, I am thoroughly anticipating the rest of this courtship." She teased, a gleam in her eyes. He nodded and smiled at the implication of her words.
When they arrived back at her apartment, he walked her to the door, nothing more intentional to happen. This was the gentlemanly thing to do, and he was trying to woo her. She leaned her back against the door, teasing him with her body language. Her eyes danced with arousal and anticipation.
"Tonight was breathtaking, thank you, Mulder." She played with the collar on his jacket as he leaned in closer to her.
"This is only the beginning, so I hope you're fully prepared for more wooing." He leered at her, mouth lingering above hers. She smiled, reaching up to meet his lips with hers.
Their breathing became heavy and there were indistinct moans of pleasure emitting from both of the back of their throats. Their tongues were flickering against the other's, lips gliding smoothly together. She was pushed against the door, completely covered with his body. She began to get light headed, a mix of complete bliss and her recovering head injury. Reluctantly pulling away, a small smile appeared on her face.
"I would invite you inside, but I don't know how much more I can handle. We'll have to wait until I'm fully recovered for that." She said as her eyes danced at him. He visibly gulped at her implication, nodding the only action he could manage. With one more parting kiss, she escaped inside, leaving him standing there in a daze.
Mulder made his way to work following his blissful weekend, a skip in his step if anyone paid close enough attention. There was a meeting scheduled first thing to finalize the details of the case. He was startled when the back of a familiar red head stared back at him. He leaned in close to her ear, whispering in attempt to catch her off guard.
"You should be resting." She smiled, not flinching. She sensed his presence as soon as he walked in.
"I've been cleared for desk duty. Plus, I was there for the final actions of this case." He smiled at her persistence, knowing she was stubborn.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm actually pretty good, rested. A few headaches, but nothing I can't manage."
The other agents in the room looked upon these two, suspecting grins on their faces. It's as if Mulder and Scully had completely forgotten they had an audience. As soon as the Agent in Charge began to speak, they both turned their attention to the front of the room. Mulder gave a tight-lipped smile when they praised him for the capture, Scully slightly gripping his knee in response. This was going to be interesting if they kept working together on cases.
They were dismissed, both realizing that their working together, at least for this case, was over.
"So, it was a pleasure working with you on another case, Agent Mulder." She said, extending her hand. The other agents found it amusing at the casual nature they were trying to play.
"The pleasure was all mine, Dr. Scully." He took her hand, slipping a note inside. She gave him a puzzled look, almost as if he suspected this moment to happen. Of course he did, he was always one step ahead of her.
'Meet me in the basement for lunch.'
She smiled at the note, anticipating more of Mulder's wooing. This was becoming her favorite task yet.
As she made her way downstairs, she began to feel exhausted and lightheaded. She didn't know if she was pushing herself too hard, but being on rest was going to drive her crazy. She took a deep breath as soon as the elevator dinged, plastering a smile on her face, suppressing her unease.
"You went from a dinner on a yacht to this?" She teased, seeing the small, intimate table set up in the middle of the room. There was a salad and sandwiches separated on two plates for them. He playfully glared at her, causing the small chuckle to escape her lips.
"Tease all you want, Scully, but these happen to be some of the best made sandwiches in DC." He said with a confident nod.
"Well, I thank you for all your hard work then. This looks great, Mulder. Thank you."
"Are you feeling okay?" He asked, suddenly worried by her paled complexion and clammy skin. She winced, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"I think I overdid my first day back. It's just all catching up with me." She gave him a shy smile. He began to nod in understanding, carefully packing up their lunch. She furrowed her brow in confusion, stomach growling in protest of his actions. "What are you doing with my lunch?"
"We are just going to change venues." He said nonchalantly, a lightness in his voice.
"But I'm hungry now, why are we going somewhere else?" She pouted, watching him put the food back in the bag. She was too tired to argue as he began to escort her out of the office, his hand resting on her lower back.
When they arrived outside of her apartment, she sighed in defeat. She felt exhausted, and there was no denying it. He escorted her and the food upstairs, letting her get settled on the couch as he situated the food in front of them. She gave him a genuine smile, this side of him was something she could get used to.
"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling good?" His tone was accusatory.
"I was fine, until I was in the elevator. I think the movement with the exhaustion just hit me all at once. Sorry for ruining your lunch."
"This lunch was for you, it's not ruined, we just had to make some quick readjustments." He shrugged with a sheepish smile. "Sorry it's not as extravagant as our last date."
"No, it's perfect though. Thank you." She leaned forward, a smile playing on her lips. She placed a chaste kiss on his mouth, cradling his cheek in her soft hands. She's never had someone cater so much to her needs, it was overwhelming, but she welcomed it.
When she leaned back, she could see the pure adoration radiating from his eyes. The look on his face was blissful, loving, warm. Her breath caught in her throat by the way he was looking at her, could he honestly feel that strongly for her? Of course he does, because she was beginning to feel the same way about him. She opened her mouth to tell him just that, interrupted by the shrill of a phone. They both sighed, anticipating the moment to follow.
"Mulder." She watched as he nodded at the words that were being spoken to him. There was no doubt about what was happening, he was getting called in to work. The slight frown appeared on her face, she knew the job, she would never hold that against him.
"You have to go?"
"They just want me to finalize some things on my end. I can be there and back in an hour, two tops." He began to say frantically. Every time they began to move in a more positive direction, there was always something there to stop them.
"Take your time, I'm probably going to try to rest for a bit."
"I'll call you when I'm done." He nodded, leaning forward to kiss her, as if it was the simplest, most comfortable gesture between them. He could definitely get used to that more often. She smiled at his effortless move, a simple kiss goodbye meant the world to both of them.
After Mulder's meeting, he was in a different mood. He got his ass chewed out for going in without back up, endangering a fellow bureau employee. There was a lot more questioning about why Dr. Scully was there with him in the first place. Despite the grueling two hours he spent in the impromptu interrogation, the thought of seeing Scully again made him smile.
"Mm...Scully." Her voice was deeper, husky from sleep. If she wasn't feeling lightheaded every time she exerted too much energy, he'd be all over her in an instant.
"Good morning, sunshine. How you feeling?"
"I'm just waking up. The headache is thankfully gone. How'd your meeting go?"
"Definitely not as I expected. I'm getting ready to leave right now, do you want me to bring some dinner?"
"You're spoiling me, Mulder."
"This is all part of the wooing process, Scully. The charm is all I've got going for me."
"Well, it does seem to be working." He could hear the playfulness in her voice, loving this side of her.
When he arrived back to her apartment, she had a spring in her step. There was a flirtatious gleam in her eye that made him want to devour her right then and there. After they ate dinner, they were just watching movies on her couch, sitting comfortably beside one another. She kept inching herself closer, cuddling into his side. Wishful thinking would tell him that she was making implications on what was going to happen tonight, his lack of self-confidence would tell him she was just thanking him for being so considerate.
She was so melded into him, her thigh curled up, resting on his. She began making lazy circles with her index finger on his toned torso...she was definitely feeling better. He began to worry that maybe this was just in response to her medication, had she taken it today? He didn't want to deny her small notions, but wanted to make sure she was ready and fully willing to take that next step between them.
"Whatcha doin' there, Scully?" He asked playfully, keeping his gaze focused ahead on the television set. He could feel her head shifting up to look at him.
"Nothing, just...relaxing." Her tone was light, at ease as her index finger began circling its way further down.
"Uh, Scully, if you keep that up, we're going to have a different kind of problem." She giggled, catching his implications. He loved that sound. Her finger ran over where she could feel the waistband of his boxers, stroking it gingerly. He shifted slightly, a small groan escaping his lips. She knew exactly what she was doing.
"You're not playing fair."
"I'm not doing anything." She looked up at him with her bright blue eyes, attempting to feign innocence. That mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
"Like hell you're not." He growled, gripping onto her, and flipping them so that he was laying on top of her. In better thought, the quick motion might have caused her head to spin, but he was losing his will power with every stroke of her finger.
She yelped, giggling at the sudden movement. Her head was swimming, but in the best way possible. She was absolutely intoxicated by this man, her adoration for him growing with every little gesture he made for her. He was lingering above her, their lips inches apart. Her eyes had that gleam in them, that look that he absolutely loved.
He leaned down and kissed her, fiercely, passionately. She scooted herself so that she was further under him, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him even closer into her. Their lips were gliding together, mouths opening willingly, tongues dueling for control. There was a small moan of arousal that emitted from her throat, causing a certain bulge to grow tighter in his pants. He reluctantly pulled away from her, causing her to chase his mouth with her own. He chuckled, allowing a few small pecks before pulling further away. She pouted slightly, asking the silent question with her eyes.
"How are you feeling?" She wanted to roll her eyes at how overprotective he was being. It also made her want to kiss him again for being so caring.
"I'm fine, Mulder. I'm feeling much better." She said as she began to play with the buttons on his shirt.
"Yeah, I can tell." He teased, causing her to blush slightly. "I just, don't want you to do too much too soon."
She nodded, licking her lips as she was in deep thought. She wanted this, but she knew he was right. Her want for him overpowered her better judgement.
"We can...go slow?" She asked in a small voice, not meeting his eyes. Her fingers were still playing with the buttons on his shirt, craftily undoing them.
"Only if you're sure, Scully. I don't want-" He paused by the look in her eyes. She was sure. He nodded, sitting up and offering his hand to lead her to the bedroom. She bit her lip in anticipation, the arousal growing inside of her.
Once in the room, he let her take the lead. She ran her hands up his torso, pushing the shirt off his shoulders gingerly. Just her touch was causing him to lose his mind. If nothing else happened that night, he already felt like a winner. She lifted the shirt up over her body, revealing a black, lace bra. She wanted this more than he thought, she had prepared. He placed his hands on her waist, placing small kisses from the base of her neck, down to the top of her breasts. Her breath hitched at his touch, running her hands through his hair as his lips painted her body.
They managed to make it to her bed, passionate kisses exchanged as his body covered hers. As far as clothing went, they hadn't made much progress. He pulled back, staring down at her with such love in his gaze. She searched those hazel eyes, knowing this was right.
"Scully, you're sure?" She smiled, leaning up to capture his lips again.
"Make love to me, Mulder." Her lips tickling his ear, causing a new sensation to run through him. She reached down, cupping him through his pants. That was all the answer he needed.
"If you keep that up, this will be over before we even get started." He growled into her mouth, causing her to chuckle at his eagerness.
He gently removed her bra, followed by her pants, and then her matching lacy underwear. His own clothes magically made their way off as well, she was sneaky, he liked that. Once they were both sans clothes, he situated himself in the valley between her legs, kissing her as his hand made its own journey south. He could feel her slickness, hot and ready for him. She moaned into his mouth as he dipped two fingers into her, taking his time. Her folds began to swell, he knew she was close. The sensations running through her body were overpowering, feeling herself reaching that edge. His mouth moved to capture one of her hardened nipples, causing her to spasm around him. He let her ride out her orgasm, removing his fingers slowly, planting feather soft kisses on her plump, swollen lips.
"My god, Mulder..." She breathed, catching her bearings. "That was - I might need a minute." He smiled, nodding in understanding. He placed a soft kiss on her neck, trailing down to her chest.
"We can stop." He mumbled into her breast. She mustered enough energy to nudge him to lay on his back and crawl on top of him. He hissed as his erected cock teased at her center. "I thought you said you needed a minute." He said through gritted teeth. He was about to lose it in about 2 seconds if she didn't stop her slow, grinding movements against him.
"I'm feeling just fine." She said in a sultry, teasing voice. She could see what her actions were doing to him, she loved having this effect. She leaned back on his legs, just enough to situate herself on him, slowly at first. After letting herself adjust, her movements picked up again, the sensation between the two of them was absolute ecstasy. She leaned forward, her breasts bouncing against his chest. He wasn't going to last like this.
He flipped them again, taking it slowly, moving in and out of her. She had never felt this loved before, had this intimate of a connection with someone during sex. She'd had it fast, drunk, and rather boring, but this...this was slow, sensual. It was like she could feel every ounce of love Mulder had being poured into her with his gentle touches and thoughtful rhythm. She could feel herself building again, not just from his movements, but from their emotional connection. It went deeper than just what was on the surface. He picked up the pace, sensing that she was close by the way her back began to arch.
"I love you, Scully." He whispered into her ear, kissing the tender spot on her neck. That's all she needed to completely let herself go, never experiencing something even close to that in her life. A few more thrusts, and he followed, burying his face in her neck, losing himself in her in every way possible.
He rolled himself off her, gathering her naked form in his arms and cuddling her into his side. Their breathing was in tandem, coming down from their intimate high. He could feel her smiling against his chest where her head was resting, causing him to follow suit. He definitely had no intention of this coming here tonight, she was absolutely wonton, and he loved it.
She could feel his breath evening out and growing heavy, he was on the verge of sleep. This felt right, not even a second thought on what this meant for them.
"Mulder..." She whispered, placing a small kiss to his bare chest before glancing up to look at him. His eyes were closed, a contented expression on his face.
"Hmm..." His only response to let her know that he was still coherent.
"I love you, too." His eyes remained closed, but she saw the smile appear on his face before she cuddled back into his side, both of them drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, Mulder roused before Scully, momentarily startling at his surroundings. He sighed, remembering the events that transpired the night before. How could he ever forget?
He extracted himself from the bed carefully, making sure not to wake her just yet. She woke to the smell of coffee, a new smile on her face.
"And here I thought the wooing would stop after you completed your task." She teased as she appeared in the kitchen. He was reading the paper, drinking coffee at her table. There was fresh fruit and pastries laid out on a plate in the middle.
"The charm never stops, Scully. It's one of my greatest attributes." He flashed her that boyish grin that made her go crazy. "Good morning."
She walked over to grab her own cup of coffee, stopping to stand between his legs, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on his lips. "Good morning, Mulder."
"How are you feeling today?"
"Never better." She attempted to suppress the smirk, hiding it behind a bite of fruit.
They enjoyed a simple week and weekend together, exploring more of what they first experienced as she regained her energy to full capacity. He was falling more in love with her by every touch and kiss.
When the following Monday rolled around, they had made their way to Scott's office together before heading into work. He could instantly see the visible shift in their relationship, knowing already that the task had been completed.
"Morning! I see you've brought your proof of completion with you today. It's always nice to see you, Dana." Mulder frowned slightly at the use of her first name. He was jealous, that was just a natural instinct for him, especially when it came to her. She could sense him stiffen beside her, grasping onto his hand for reassurance.
"It's nice to see you, too, Scott." She smiled pleasantly, glancing at Mulder to continue why they were here.
"I - uh, the last task was finished." He managed to get out, smiling sheepishly. She found it absolutely adorable, the color rising to her cheeks as well.
Scott flashed them both an amused grin, glancing between them, knowing something more had definitely happened. He nodded, escaping to his office to retrieve the next card. When he handed it to Mulder, Scully instantly eyed it, more curious about the next task than him.
He chuckled and shook his head, handing the card to her to read. He knew the suspense would kill her. They got as far as the door of the office before she nudged his arm with her own. He gave her a puzzled look as she handed him the open envelope with the card sticking out just enough to read. She had a mischievous smirk on her face, that gleam in her eyes again.
'Love her, both intimately and spiritually. Take that next step, show her how much you love her.'
He huffed out a silent chuckle, meeting her eyes again. Her eyebrow was raised suggestively, biting her lip as the color rose to her cheeks again.
"Uh, Scott..." Mulder began, clearing his throat. He turned to face him again, suddenly becoming shy in the moment. "This one's already been completed, too."