"Mulder, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't like baseball, I just don't know enough about it."

Scully sat on his couch, legs criss-crossed with a pillow in between her lap; she had kicked her shoes off as soon as they made it back to his RV. He suspected shoes that high would hurt but she wore them like a champ, and he rather liked her in them.

"Okay Scully, I'm making a mental note to myself to conduct a baseball 101 seminar for really smart doctors, and you will be my only student."

She let out a hearty laugh and it made his stomach flip. He loved it when he made her laugh.

Mulder made his way to the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and he suddenly remembered the flowers he had bought her earlier.

"Hey doc, I forgot I picked these up for you." He carried the flowers and two plastic cups in one hand and the bottle of wine in the other and headed over to the couch.

"They're beautiful, Mulder, thank you," she said, tipping them to her nose as he handed her the bouquet of flowers. He set the bottle of wine along with the cups down on the coffee table and plopped down beside her, letting out a big sigh. She placed the flowers on the coffee table next to the bottle of wine and shifted herself to face him.

Mulder opened the bottle and poured Scully's first, then for himself, "I hope plastic is okay? Apparently RVs don't come with wine glasses."

She let out a small giggle, and her cheeks were a perfect shade of pink.

He was batting a thousand tonight.

He handed her the red solo cup and held his own cup up. "A toast."

She raised her cup to meet his and he continued, "To the desert at night, trailer parks, morning runs, and everything in between, but mostly to you… for allowing me the opportunity to get to know you, I am definitely the one who has benefited the most… cheers ."

As their plastic cups connected, Scully smiled from ear to ear at him, "Go on," she said with a flirtatious undertone.

He returned a warm smile, tilted his head and gazed into her eyes. He grabbed her cup and put both hers and his down on the coffee table and leaned in closer to her.

"Well, I could go on with more words, but I would prefer to just show you."

"I would love that."

He shifted his weight forward into her space and put one hand on her cheek and the other rested on the couch lightly grazing her hip. Scully shivered. His lips met hers and they didn't waste any time exploring each other's mouths with their tongues, fevered, as if they had been denied access from each other for an eternity.

Scully moved closer; she sat up on her knees and placed her hands around his neck, still latched onto his lips. She pressed her chest against his and he had to brace himself against her weight. She pulled back from his kiss, and he instantly missed her.

Breathing heavily,"Mulder, I have to tell you something."

Her voice alone, not to mention her kiss , caused all the blood to rush to his groin.

"What is it?"

Scully straddled his lap, softly kissing his left cheek, then spoke. "At work today," kissed his right cheek , "I kept thinking about you," kissed his forehead , "and my mind wandered," kissed his chin. "Annnd, then," kissed his neck , "I moved myself to pleasure," she landed her lips back on his and put his bottom lip between her teeth and sucked earnestly.

And just like that, Mulder's mind went on lockdown and all he could do was think about her and how much he wanted her, all of her.

Scully couldn't help herself, Mulder placed a spell on her the moment she met him. And now he was in front of her. She needed him, and she needed him now. She pulled away from his kiss, waiting for a reaction. She stared at the man in front of her, swollen bottom lip, eyes as deep as a fall colored forest, and she couldn't help but feel utterly and hopelessly surrendered to him.

He didn't take long to respond, "Scully…" she heard nothing else before he placed his hands on the small of her back and pressed his lips passionately into hers. She could feel how hard he was and her center responded and pushed into his lap. Their hands explored areas that they had longed to venture but never had access to. But now, the freedom was apparent to both and they seized the opportunity.

"Scully," he said her name again but this time with a soft moan and it sent her over the edge.

She half-haphazardly pulled at his sweater, "Mulder, off," she begged, and he obliged.

She returned the favor and pulled her sweater over her head. She smiled to herself at her choice in undergarments. She had worn her all-lace black bra and she knew the lace offered a tiny peek of her nipples. Mulder leaned his head back and tipped his chin forward, she could tell his eyes were drinking her in, bathing in the sight of her. He groaned in the spirit of a man desperate for his lover.

He moved his hands to her breasts and gently cupped each one while he tipped her forward using his pelvis. A rhythm she would dance to forever if she could.

He kissed behind her ear and whispered, "You are beautiful, I would like to take you to my bed but only…" his breath was warm and her body responded with gooseflesh. She didn't even let him finish. "Yes, Mulder, please."

Scully climbed off him and grabbed his hands, pulling him into her. They stood together for a moment, shirts off, smiling at each other. She couldn't help but blush as a soft hum escaped her at the sight of him.

"Shit Mulder, you are so damn hot."

He laughed at her observation of him and led her down the hall to his bedroom. When they entered the room, Mulder lifted her hand and placed it at his bare chest. He kissed her fingers. "I am willing and ready, but I want to make sure this is what you want."

Scully leaned into him, standing on her tippy toes and he bent down to meet her halfway. She whispered into his ear, "It is the only thing I want."

He let go of her hand and pulled her hips against him. He took her breath away as he traced around her stomach with a finger and stopped his hands at her pant button. He slowly unbuttoned her pants as he gently kissed her neck. His hands were grounding and made her feel safe with every touch.

Mulder scooped her up from her backside and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He squared his center to hers and he could feel her warmth through his jeans. He gently placed her on the bed and hovered over her, scanning every inch of her stunning body. He kissed her with passionate focus. Her mouth, wet and warm, tasted like honey. He pulled back, lips departing from hers and she whined, "Mulder.."

He traveled and explored other areas of her body with his tongue, kissing, licking and sucking her milky white skin along his journey.

She tasted sweet and his body pricked at her scent. Playing with her breasts through her bra, he teased her; his mouth on her nipple.

"Mulder please," she hissed, grabbing desperately at his jeans.

Not giving in, he moved her hands from his pants and placed them over her head. With one hand he held both of hers, his other hand moving freely down to her center and in sync he kissed her mouth and moved his hand under the lace fabric of her underwear. He is pleasantly surprised at the smoothness of her center and it makes him moan into her mouth.

He can feel how hot and wet she is as he moves one finger lightly around the outside of her opening, and her hips jolt in response. It's taking everything in him to not plunge into her, he wants her badly but he wants to enjoy her, please her, every bit of her. One finger moves slowly inside, two fingers and she lets out a slow whimper, "Mulderrrr…."

"Scully you're so wet, tell me what you want."

"You, Mulder, I want you."

Her declaration was all he needed and he moved his fingers in and out of her soft center, he released his other hand from holding hers above her head and she scrambled at his jeans and this time he let her work to remove them.

He helped her remove his jeans. But before she could remove his briefs he lifted her up toward him and reached around her back to take her bra off. "Front clasp," she said, out of breath. He reached the center of her chest with his hand and released the clasp to her bra, her breasts spilled out and he instantly cupped them both in each hand, bringing one to his mouth while his other hand lightly pinched her erect nipple.

"Mulder I'm..don't… stop."

He knew she was on the edge, ready and he quickly relinquished any last item of clothing they both had on.

She moved to the center of the bed and he followed her, kissing anything he could along the way.

"I want you inside of me."

Mulder propped his arms by her head. He aligned himself with her center, plunging in, she felt soft and warm. "Dana, are you okay? '' he whispered into her ear. He watched intently for her response. Her eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip, a small moan escaped her mouth and his body pleaded for hers.

"Yes.. mhmm…"

As he moved in and out of her, she hooked her feet at his calves and he felt her legs tighten at his hips, then they fell into a perfect rhythm. Neither one competed for completion but rather they rode the wave to euphoria together in tandem.

Scully's eyes rolled back and he could feel her center tighten around him and he knew she was close. Soft sounds of lovemaking escaped their lips and he followed her to the edge, they came together in perfect unison.

Their bodies shook and swelled in pleasure. Mulder collapsed on top of her and moved his head to rest above her shoulder. She turned her head toward him and rested her hand on his sweaty cheek.

Panting, "Mulder, I…"

Breathing heavily, he responded, "I know, me too."

Mulder laid in the bed, the moments playing back in his mind only made him more convinced he had fallen in love. He hadn't questioned it before, but if he ever needed more reason, it would be solidified by the events of last night.

Scully stirred, and suddenly he could feel his arm come back to life, grateful he didn't have to move it himself. He liked the way she looked. Sexed… no, better, he thought' loved, she looked well loved. A swell of pride came over him and he couldn't help but smirk to himself, I did that .

"Morning, how did you sleep?" He placed his hand on the center of her bare back.

"Mhmmm, the best sleep I've gotten since I've been here." Scully replied. She scooted her naked body up so that her face was opposite of his, leaving the blue bed sheet draped at her hip, while her torso and breasts were exposed.

He flipped to his side while she did the same. They laid facing each other both smiling. He would never get tired of seeing her this way. He placed his hand on her hip and gently traced her naked torso all the way up her arm and stopped at her hand. He intertwined his hand in hers,

"I love you."

Scully heard the words and heard herself repeating them back. She knew of course, early on, that she had fallen for him, but matters of the heart needed to be fortified in time before love was declared. At least that's what she thought. But then Fox Mulder entered her world and every rational thought she had about time frames and love went out the window.

"I'm gonna make us coffee, then would you like to get some breakfast together in town?" Mulder said, pulling her out of her thoughts. He quickly followed up, with a concerned look on his face, "Where are you right now, are you okay?"

Scully smiled warmly, "Yes, I'm sorry, I was just thinking of everything that led us here." She continued, noticing his worried look, "Fox Mulder, you have nothing to be worried about, I am unequivocally happy, but I'll admit coffee would make me happier at this moment." She leaned in to steal a quick soft kiss and all show of concern disappeared from Mulder's face.

"Then, coffee it is." Rolling out of bed, he grabbed a pair of sweatpants from his dresser and slipped them on. Scully liked the idea of a naked Mulder under his sweatpants and suddenly missed his warm body next to hers. He walked back over to her and planted a kiss on her lips. She sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck and parted her lips inviting his tongue into her mouth. She wanted to taste him again, feel him all over her. Suddenly coffee didn't seem to be a necessity anymore.

"Oh Scully," with a mischievous grin, he pulled away momentarily before he climbed into bed with her once more, succumbing to her feminine wiles.

"I changed my mind, Mulder, coffee can wait. I think I need something else to warm me up."

She giggled as Mulder removed his sweatpants under the bedsheet and started his second exploratory phase of her body with his hands and mouth.

They made love a second time, crashing into euphoria together.