"Be Mine, Only Mine"

**Prompt: Mulder is jealous of the new agent assigned to Scully.**

Mulder tried to find his cell phone where he thought it had slipped between the cushions of his couch. The incessant ringing seemed louder in the tranquility of the morning. Where was his phone? He swore he misplaced that thing just about every other day. The ringing stopped. Oh well, the person would call back if it was important.

It was early on a Saturday morning and he had just come back from a long run. Sweaty and exhausted, but high from his run, he felt a bit better. He had needed to work off some tension.

Jogging had always helped him focus on the hundreds of thoughts that went through his mind. When he was in Behavioral Sciences it had helped him work through his profiles. With the cadence of one foot in front of the other he dissected, analyzed, dismissed or saved ideas.

Today's run, however, did not offer him any solace. A short, independent redhead was driving him insane.

He had been trying, unsuccessfully, to keep her in the "friend zone" but it was not working and never had. From day one, she had worked her way past all his barriers and made a special place in his heart.

It was just lately his feelings had begun to... over flow. They had been arguing. Or more like he was being an ass and she was reacting to his insolence. He knew he needed to apologize and soon, but how could he explain that he couldn't handle seeing her standing too close to the new agent, or that her smile, that incredibly rare smile, was his? How did tell her that her sarcasm and her brilliant analyses were only for him or when she wore her perfume …my God, her perfume, it drove him crazy.

He felt one of the reasons he was losing control was that every once and awhile he thought he might have caught a glimpse of the same confusion, the same suppression of attraction in Scully, that he was trying to hide. He knew she cared for him. They were best of friends and he knew she would always watch his back, but would she literally watch it? He had to smile at the thought that he would ever catch Scully watching his butt. He really needed to get some sleep. His thoughts were becoming ridicules.

A pounding fist against his apartment door shook Mulder out of his thoughts. What the hell? Who would be knocking like a crazy person on his door at this time of the day?

He froze as he looked through his peephole. Scully?

"Scully, what's wrong?" He said as she stormed through his door then turned around to look up at him in a furious twist of fury.

"Mulder, so you don't answer my phone calls now. I am sick of this. Sick of your behavior towards me." She was so beautiful in her anger he thought. He had been on the edge of lust for days and her fire...it ignited an inferno in him.

"I have tried to be patient and tried to remember that you've lost both of your parents and …" Her tirade was cut off as Mulder swooped down and kissed her.

The softness of his lips were at odds with the roughness of his hands that enveloped her face. What? Why? Wow … were some of the words that sped through Scully's mind as she tried to catch up with what was happening. Was Mulder really doing this or were her dreams spilling into her waking hours?

She had to stop her body's need to following his lips as Mulder pulled back from their kiss. He hovered over her mouth as his own surprise then fear flashed in his eyes.

"Oh my God, Scully, I'm so sor.." He started to sputter before Scully closed the space between their lips once more. Mulder's hesitancy melted as acceptance of what he just did, became a demand. Kiss me back Mulder, kiss me like I'm the air that you need, kiss me…

Her hands reached up to grab his hair and pull him closer till her petite body was pressed along the length of his body. The thin material of his running shorts left little barrier between his growing reaction to her and the silk of her shirt. They permitted an easy slide and grind of their bodies. Scully moaned against his lips.

She groaned because of him.

It was the most erotic sound Mulder had ever heard.

The world outside the apartment no longer existed. Only the here and now mattered. Only the wanton needs of two hearts that longed for each other.