Summary: I couldn't keep you hangin'. We're off to the races...

Chapter 8 – B.B.F.S. (Bare Back Full Service)

The dynamic duo had to put their ideas on hold until after the meeting with Skinner. Mulder was especially looking forward to this to see just how infatuated his boss was over his partner. The older man has lost his wife a few years ago and he seemed like a healthy red-blooded male, if that prostitute he was with meant anything. Playing pimp to Scully had to have affected him.

They walked into his office to see the large man staring out of the window. He turned and the reflection off of his wirerims made his face unreadable.

"Mulder, Scully—please have a seat." He waved them to the chairs in front of his desk and the agents sat in their usual spots. However, instead of sitting down, Skinner walked to the back of his office, grabbed a bag and stalked back, placing it on his desk with a clatter.

"These are all the confiscated DVDs that were made of your…ahem…performance, Agent Scully. I tried to get as many as I could and Tom Colton is on suspension for the selling and distribution of…um…confidential material. Let me know if you find any agents that still have a copy as they have been warned."

Mulder and Scully glanced at each other. Mulder prayed Skinner wouldn't find his DVD. He desperately wanted to keep it. However, he hoped that Walker's version got confiscated—the kid didn't need that kind of temptation. He kinda liked him and didn't want to have to break anything on his body.

"Um…thank you, Sir?" Scully didn't know what to say.

"You're welcome." Skinner responded to her and Mulder noticed he avoided eye contact with his partner. "You did good…uh…work on the case and I know that was a little out of your comfort zone."

*Probably out of yours too, Skinner* Mulder snickered silently.

"I'll see that you are given a commendation for your…efforts."

The poor AD. He couldn't even look at Scully and the discomfort he was showing discussing the case was palpable. Skinner cleared his throat and turned his attention to him.

"Ahem. Now, Mulder. There was a very good reason you weren't told about Agent Scully's assignment and one of them was so that you didn't interfere. You could have compromised the case and Agent Scully's well-being."

"But I didn't, Sir." Mulder tried to look contrite.

Skinner looked fierce and leaned forward. "Following Scully was the wrong move. Showing up at my home at midnight was the wrong move. Threatening me was *definitely* the wrong move. The only reason you are not being disciplined is because nothing happened that would have affected the outcome of this case. Next time I won't be so generous."

"Yes, Sir." Mulder usually was more combative, but he wanted to keep that DVD. Skinner had to know he had a copy and hasn't ordered him to surrender it.

"That's all for now." They got up to go. "Agent Scully—will you stay behind, please?" Skinner practically was staring at his desk.

"You can talk in front of me, Sir." Mulder offered. He didn't want to leave Scully alone with him. What if he overpowered her, bent her over his desk and took her?

"This is private. Please ask Kimberly to hold my next meeting until I buzz her."

"Skinner, I think I should really remain behind…"

"I'm not going to touch her, Mulder. I'm sure she has told you the details of why she was over my condo that night. Please go."

Mulder slunk out, but waited outside in the secretary's office for his partner. The pacing was driving Kimberly crazy. Even the rookie agent, already nervous about seeing AD Skinner, was getting stressed.

"Agent Mulder, please have a seat. I'm sure Agent Scully will be out in a moment." She glared at him and he sat and sulked. Kimberly went from giving him strange looks to sympathetic ones.

When Scully emerged, fully dressed, Mulder was so relieved he jumped up and almost hugged her in front of Skinner's secretary. Managing to pull it together, he lifted his head and walked out while they both tried to ignore the ravenous stares from the other G-men as they went down the hall. Mulder had a stare of his own for them and it said: *Fuck off! She's taken. Stripper Scully is TAKEN!*

Mulder was having a very hard time maintaining his professional façade. It wasn't the first time he noticed the sway of Scully's hips and certainly not the plumpness of her petal-like lips. Her hair was soft and divine, but now he was starting to rhyme. He wasn't even sure when he started wanting her in his head, all he knew is who he wanted to bed. *Calling Dr. Seuss… Therapy session needed….*

By the time they got to the basement, his hormones had reached a fevered pitch and he couldn't take it anymore. Closing the door, he swooped her into his arms and kissed Scully passionately. She returned the sentiment and before either one of them knew it, Mulder had her bent over his desk, his erection digging into her stomach.

"I need you—now!" He hissed and after she nodded, he pulled up her skirt, tore her pantyhose while ripping her black lace underwear off .*Black lace?* Scully frantically unbuckled Mulder's pants and reached for his manhood.

Mulder let out a moan as her little fingers closed around his pulsating cock and she squeezed. "Scully!" He pushed her up on his desk and all the pencils and paper crashed and fluttered to the floor in a frenzy. Spreading her thighs wide, Mulder thrust, aggressively, into Scully hot and wet core. She gave a shout and Mulder started grunting in time with his lunges.

Scully was holding onto his arms as she tried to keep pace and their eyes locked. This wasn't the horizontal mambo, or submarine races, they were fucking like animals. Mulder nearly came meeting her burning hot gaze and he never saw a hungrier look on a woman's face. He was sure he mirrored her and the moans and cries that came from those perfect lips were making him even more frantic.

Finally, he was pounding into her so hard that the desk started to move, but he didn't stop. "Come for me, Mulder. Come inside me!" Scully nearly screamed and he hoped no one heard that. He leaned down and kissed away her cries as he pushed deep and exploded. Little black spots danced before his eyes as he drained into her. My god. He has never felt anything like this.

They started to calm down, chests heaving from the exertion and sweat droplets were on their faces and necks. Mulder's eyes never left hers and the electricity exchanged between them was still ricocheting around the room. He kissed her passionately. Scully returned the fervor, but slowly it softened into tender exploration and eventually they resumed logical thought.

When he grew soft and slipped out, he felt like he was leaving home for the first time. He wanted to do it again, but they shouldn't have done it this time—at least not here. Mulder took out his handkerchief and wiped himself, then tenderly cleaned her. The look in her eyes and the wide smile, showed she was very pleased—with everything. Mulder put himself back, zipped and helped Scully to her feet.

"Wow, Scully." Mulder said pulling her into his arms. "That was incredible!"

"Yes it was. I knew our first time would be explosive…" She reviewed the state of the room. Files and pencils were everywhere. "But this?..." Scully was amazed, but very happy. She pulled his head down for a kiss. "We had better clean up."

Mulder started picking up the devastated room as Scully tried to calm down her hair and affix her clothes. Her hose was ruined and she took it off. The little scrap of lace on the ground must have been the remnants of her panties. Mulder put them in his pocket, surreptitiously. He wanted to keep them.

Suddenly there was a rap at the door. Both agents jumped.

Author's Note: Could it be Walker or Skinner looking for a threesome or just an innocent agent with paperwork? Will the hot, heavy smell of sex be noticed? Stay tuned! Our dynamic duo isn't done yet!

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