Mulder woke to the sound of running water and the warm morning sun illuminating the bedroom. Their late night had dictated their late morning. A big grin cemented across his face as he lay in bed, sheets intertwined through his legs.

Make up sex. Really good make up sex.

The water stopped and moments later, Scully stepped out of the bathroom, her hair and body wrapped in a towel.

"Not the grin, Mulder," she said as she made her way to the dresser. Mulder stretched his arms out and placed them behind his head, propping himself up against the headboard. "What grin?" he said, knowing very well what grin she was talking about.

She dropped her towel from her body and pulled out a black bra and matching underwear from the top drawer. "You know, your sex grin," Scully said.

She slipped on the black thong underwear, then with her hips swaying, walked over to the side of the bed.

Mulder took note, minus the bra, and his grin grew wider. "I can't help it. It's my tell," he said, tapping her soft thigh with his knuckle. Scully smiled and removed the towel from her hair, tossing it playfully on the end of the bed.

"Don't get dressed," he said.

Sitting up on the edge of the bed, he placed his feet on the floor and spread his legs open, inviting her to step in between.

Scully moved between his legs, her creamy white skin was in stark contrast to the black lacy material nestled snuggly around her hips. The sight of her drove him wild. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her toward him.

A small moan escaped her mouth as he gently kissed her stomach. Whispering into her flesh, "Don't go to work."

"Mulder," his name on her lips, sent blood rushing straight to his groin. His hands found her breasts. He loved her breasts, the way they fit perfectly in his hands as if they were only made for his kinesthetic enjoyment.

He massaged her soft, ample bosom while his mouth found her nipple. Another moan escaped Scully's mouth as his tongue and teeth seductively tag-teamed an ample amount of oral stimulation to her aroused nipple.

Scully leaned forward and placed her hands on his head, pulling and tugging at his hair while Mulder's mouth sucked and his hands rubbed each perfect breast. Making sure to provide equal attention to both.

"Mulder," she said panting with desire, "you should know me by now."

Scully straddled his lap and his hands dropped to her hips securing her to his waist. "Before we left last night, I told my team I would be taking the day off," she said as her mouth slowly brushed his cheek before pressing her warm lips into his.

"Come here," he said, pulling her down on top of him and they fell back on the bed.

Both laughing as they did so.

"I mean it, Scully," his voice vibrating from his belly, "I'm never leaving you again."

He cupped his hands on her cheeks, and she rested on her forearms. Their eyes locked on each other. "Can we always be this close?" She asked him. Her eyes were big, blue, and wet, and his heart felt like it could burst.

"Always," he said.

Their lips crashed into a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing in the spaces only meant for them.

He rolled her over; he was on top now, and he slowly pulled her underwear down her legs with one hand while the other moved to her center.

Warm and wet, and ready for him.

"Don't worry; I got you." He said. "I'm never going to let you go, Scully." And he moved his face down her body until he was nestled in between her legs. He pushed her thighs open, palming her flesh as his tongue explored every fold of her soft, spongy, wet center.

"Mulder!" Scully whined. "I'm gonna come."

His teeth and tongue worked harder, sucking and pulling her flesh. She arched her back, and Mulder placed his thumb at her swollen nub while he moved his tongue inside her.

She yelled something once more but her thighs had his head in a vice grip around his ears.

The walls of her center contracted around his tongue and her thighs shook as he pushed her to the edge of ecstasy and back.

Her body went limp from dopamine and as he rose from his morning feast, he couldn't help but grin ear to ear.

They had the rest of the day with each other and as far as he was concerned, he'd be grinning the entire time.