From: Michelle To: Jamie (whispers) Subject: Two of a Kind Date: Saturday, July 28, 2001 9:00 PM Title: Two of a Kind Author: Michelle Spoilers: Three of a Kind (s 6) Category: MSR, smut Rating: NC-17, all that way! Archiving: Yes, but ask me first! Disclaimer: 1013, Fox and Chris Carter own these characters, not me. But this whole episode could've gone better, so I had to step in! Author's notes: The beginning of the second scene contains most of the same wording as in the episode just mixed around a bit to fit the way I wanted, just thought I'd let you know incase you didn't catch on! Feedback: Yes please, michellef@md.prestige.net or mulderimyours24@hotmail.com *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Two Of A Kind Hotel Lobby Las Vegas, Nevada 9:19pm Frohike approached the group of men surrounding someone in the hotel lobby. As he neared the crowd, he recognized a familiar laugh; it was Scully. "Scully?" he asked, entering the group. "Oh hey.long time no see," she smiled with a squeaky voice. She touched his chest and Frohike noticed that something was extremely different in the way Scully was treating him. Then a man next to her whispered something into her ear, "No that's not nice," she frowned and playfully hit the man in the chest, "I like 'hike," she giggled and ran her hand over Frohike's head and down his chest, lowering her head in hysterical laughter. Frohike smoothed a hand over his messed up hair and smirked. "Cigarette?" another man offered Scully, by letting two or three stick out of the end of the box and lifting it to her mouth. Her eyes glanced up towards him, clear and blue in a desirable manner. "Huh hum," she hummed with a smile and took a cigarette between her berry red lips. "You don't smoke," Frohike intervened. "But who's got a match?" she asked, talking with the cigarette perched between her lips. Just then every man standing around her produced lighters, with hot flames placed right close to her in a ring of fire, "well, I just can't decide who lights my fire," she dizzily toyed with them as she twirled her head slowly around viewing the men standing beside and behind her. "That's it," Frohike pulled the cigarette from her mouth, "alright you dandies, back off! This is Special Agent Dana Scully at FBI and if you so much as touch her, you may be committing a federal offense.c'mon.c'mon," he nodded, pulling her up out of the chair. But Scully was stalled, by the man who had offered her the cigarettes. "We could've been stardust," he smiled lightly. "Maybe next time," she smiled and flirted, hitting his butt on her way out, "uh huh," she grunted as Frohike pulled her along. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "I just got here, thanks for calling me, what in the hell happened to her?" Mulder demanded as he entered Susanne Modeski's hotel suite. He rushed over to Scully who was sitting on the bed, feet dangling childishly, hands in her lap, watching everyone else make intelligible conversation. "They drugged her, that's what happened," Langly responded, crossing his arms then glancing around the room at the other occupants. "Who? With what?" Mulder continued, completely unaware of the situation. "Hey baby!" Scully smiled brightly, putting her hands on his firm chest. Mulder had been feeling her forehead, for a possible temperature and to be sure she was okay when she suddenly behaved in an usual fashion. Langly, Byers and Frohike exchanged smirks at 'Agent' Scully's behavior. "First is was cutie, no it's baby," Langly grinned. "Drugged.Jesus, why is she so gullible and giddy?" Mulder observed, backing away from his partner as if he were scared of her. Scully just kept smiling and glancing up at him as if he were the most gorgeous thing she'd ever laid eyes on. "It's my latest creation, anoectic-histamine," Suzanne explained, "I developed a small batch and kept samples, only Grant and I know about it," she finished. Byers looked at her knowing Grant had to be behind Scully's drugging if indeed he was the only other soul to know about or have access to the anoetic histamine. Suzanne began walking to her lab top on the table, "But I didn't want it to fall in the wrong hands, I didn't want those bastards I work for get their hands on it. We destroyed all the notes but kept enough proof to go public with it," "We'll figure that out later.I personally don't like seeing Scully act like a bimbo," Frohike crossed his arms, clearly frustrated. "I can give her a shot that will counter act the histamine, but it will take some time to work. Meanwhile, John and I can figure out what to do about Grant," Suzanne concluded. The men stood around, waiting for Suzanne to move, once she did, to a bag in the corner of the room. No sounds were made except Scully's infectious giggling as she tried to touch Mulder more, first putting her hands on his waist. Suzanne approached Scully with a needle and advised her to sit still. "I think she's got the hots for you Mulder," Langly remarked as Scully put her hands back on his hips for the second time. Suzanne jabbed the syringe into Scully's upper arm and immediately Scully pouted her lip out like a small child. "Just a little prick," she mumbled, trying to reassure herself. "Mind you, she may get worse before she gets better Mulder," Suzanne mentioned as Mulder tried helping Scully up off the bed. "Lovely," he remarked sarcastically, "We'll be in my hotel room if you need us," Mulder finished as he made a beeline for the doorway, pulling Scully along clumsily. She giggled all the way down the hall, her voice echoed, bouncing off of the walls. People who passed by noticed, starring at her as Mulder guided her into the elevator. Another man stepped in just as the door shut. "I swear to God she's drunk," Mulder joked, trying to cover up for Scully's conduct. The old man just chuckled. "In 'Vegas.doden't surprise me one bit! But you might get sompthin' outta her!" the man winked and commented in an odd dialect. Mulder shook his head and gave a fake smile and nod gesture, but then turned, cringing at the thought of ever forcing himself upon Scully, just because she was drunk, or drugged for that matter. "Where are we going?" Scully asked, tugging on Mulder's arm as he pulled her from the elevator. "My hotel room," he answered normally as he slipped the key card through the slot. The door opened with a little green light and Mulder entered, pulling Scully gently in the room and shutting the door. "So.what do you wanna do?" he asked, taking off his jacket. "I have a few ideas," she put on a naughty smile and advanced towards him like he was a piece of meat. "Oh no, Scully," he put both of his hands up in front of him, cautioning her. "What's wrong baby?" she pouted her lower lip but persisted with touching his chest, weaving her hands forward and around his to get to him. "Nothing, I just meant that uh.I have thought of something to do," he covered up, having a clue as to her motives and not intending to follow through on them. Finally she had him cornered, pushed back against the hotel room door, a closet on his left and a bathroom door on his right, he was stuck. "I am suddenly seeing you in a new light," she whispered as she moved her lips closer to his face. He felt her breath go up his neck, zipping past his sensitive ears, sending shivers down his spine. Mulder realized that her persuasive techniques were turning him on and he had to put an end to it or he'd end up taking advantage of the situation. "Scully please," he pleaded, gently pushing on her shoulders to gain some breathing room. She held herself there forcefully and kept speaking. "You're so.hot.I want to feel you," she purred, kissing up and down his neck with pecks and then lapping at him with the flat of her tongue. Mulder felt sweat on his forehead, he was beginning to pant but was hell bent on keeping her from knowing what she was causing to happen. Briefly he thought about turning her teasing game around on her, but that was not in his thoughts for long. "Scully.let's go watch a movie," he suggested and slid by her in an alarming manner. Once away from her heated circle, Mulder gained composure, trying to ignore his hard-on. She whimpered but followed him to the bed and sat. "So you don't want me huh? Or do you not like the tease?" she asked, perching herself on her knees in front of him. She held him by the shoulders, toying with little damp locks of hair on the back of his head. "I do Scully. You don't know how bad I've always wanted you. But you're drugged and if I ever have you.I want it to be YOU!" he answered truthfully, trying not to hurt her. "But this is me baby, c'mon," she pushed her way into his lap and he was obviously uncomfortable with the whole position. "This is not you Scully.trust me!" he chuckled and wiggled his way out from under her. Settling on the other side of the bed, he flipped on the television. "Sure, fine, whatever.you don't know what you're missing. I guess I'll just get up and go back to the lobby where all those fun men were," she threatened, standing from the bed. "Oh no you're not!" Mulder resumed, throwing the remote on the bed and standing up to face her. "Well if you don't give me what I want, I'll find it else where!" Scully argued. "What do you want.what are you expecting from me?" Mulder bantered, becoming more frustrated with her behavior by the second. "I want to go out on the town. This is Las Vegas baby.part-tay! Beer, cigarettes and maybe I could find someone to cuddle up with tonight," she admitted. Mulder stood there for a minute, not exactly sure he heard those words come out of Scully's mouth. "Let's just sit down for a minute," Mulder put his arms out for her to do so, trying to keep her calm. She was demanding things like a child would and this drug was making her outrageously opposite of her true character and personality, "why don't we watch a movie and I'll let you cuddle up with me," "That's not what I mean," she began but then thought otherwise. If she played her cards right, she might have him tonight. Afterall, romantic movies tend to get people in the mood, "fine," she agreed. "Good," he mumbled and then sighed. Mulder crawled in bed and propped up all of the pillows against the headboard. Then he flipped off the lights and sank back into them. She did the same, cuddling up against his strong forearm. Scully could feel Mulder's muscles flex gently each time he flipped a channel. "Wanna see what's on HBO?" he suggested. "Whatever you want honey," she cooed into his ear. Mulder felt another shiver as her breath went into his ear and down his spine. "Hey this is a good movie. It's about psychology.it's called 'Final Analysis'," Mulder commented, pulling away from her slowly. Before he even realized it, she had been inching towards him everytime he moved back and now he was at the very edge of the bed. "Okay look, would you just watch the movie.please?" he questioned, throwing his arms in front of him in a pleading gesture. She didn't say a word, but sat back in the pillows and placed her eyes on the glowing screen. About five minutes went by and neither of them had moved or said a word. The movie had been building up and suddenly Mulder and Scully caught themselves watching a love scene. Well to put it lightly, a love scene. "Whoa," Mulder gasped as he watched a man licking and suckling a woman's breasts. "Um hum.you could've had that tonight.with me," she whispered curling up to him. The harsh breathing on screen was the only sound, which began creating mind-eye images for Mulder. He turned his head away for a moment to think as well as to see Scully, who was intently blowing and kissing his ear. As he looked over, she lifted her head just enough for them to brush lips. He starred at her intently, her blue eyes were slightly hazy. She noticed if she gave him enough time to think, he'd back away so Scully quickly tilted her head up and pressed her lips to his passionately. Mulder was surprised, but he loved her aggressiveness and her lips were so silky soft and hungry that he couldn't resist kissing back. "Ummm," he hummed into her mouth as she forcefully entered her tongue into his misty cave. She had wiggled her way on top of him and was straddling his legs, pressing her hands against his chest as she kissed him long and deep. Echoes of the on screen love making were escalating so that Mulder was getting to the point of no return, "Scully, please ahh God," he moaned and wiggled as she began kissing his neck, both of her hands trailing down his chest towards his tenting erection. His hands instinctively held her hips, pulling her down hard on top of him. "You taste so good," she murmured. Her voice trailed through his skin, tracing the veins in his body until they reached his sensitive nerve endings. "Please stop.please," he pushed her away, her lips tore away from his salty skin with a light pop. "C'mon baby don't do this," she whispered, darting for him again. "NO! No, I won't do this, not until I have the real you!" he rolled out from underneath of her with a lot of effort, "just get ready for bed," he commanded as he headed for the bathroom. Once in his own safe haven, he held his straining erection and tugged two or three times, wiping his precum over the swollen head. He willed himself not to jerk off, that it would go away in a few minutes. Mulder listened closely, noticing Scully had turned off the television. Mulder scanned the large hotel bathroom and spotted his bag. He reached in the side pocket and retrieved his cell phone. He frantically punched in Suzanne Modeski's number and waited while it dialed. "Langly," "Hey Langly, where's Suzanne?" Mulder whispered quietly, looking at his face in the mirror. "Her and Byers went out for a late night snack, why? What's up?" "It's Scully. She's acting majorly bizarre, she's scaring the pants off of me, literally!" "Whoa? Agent Scully getting frisky?" Langly chuckled. "Langly, you know how I feel about her and I don't like seeing her act like a showgirl," Mulder admitted. "A showgirl? What's she doin' strip teases? I'll be over in five if that's the case and I'm sure Frohike would love that too!" "No, no she's not doing that. Look I just need to know how to handle her! I don't wanna be mean or anything but I'm really uncomfortable with this," "Uncomfortable with her coming onto you?" Langly asked. "Well, yes and no. Look I just need to know how soon she'll be back to normal. I dunno, what if Suzanne gave her too much stuff to counter act the drug?" "I don't think so Mulder, it's her creation I'm sure she would know," "Yeah well, that shit is some dangerous stuff to innocent women like Scully," "What exactly is she doing Mulder? Because from what I saw, all she was doing was giggling and acting like a drunk person," "Yeah, she's been giggling. But ever since we got in a room alone she's been hitting on me. She threatened to go back to the lobby with all those guys Frohike found her with," "Well, all I can say is get her to fall asleep, do whatever you have to, to keep her out of trouble," Langly suggested. "Yeah, thanks," "See ya!" he hung up and Mulder heard the dial tone loud and clear. He hung up as well and turned around to find Scully standing in the doorway. "Hi," he weakly smiled and blushed a bit. "Coming to bed cutie?" she smiled a devilish smile and walked towards him. "I'm coming," he mumbled and walked back into the room. It was dark after he'd turned out the bathroom lights. There was a tiny bit of parking lot lights shinning in the cracks of the closed blinds. He had noticed that Scully was very appetizing in what she had chosen to wear to bed. A dark black cupped bra with matching panties. He tried to ignore it, even though his eyes adjusted to the light and he could see her every delicious curve. Her creamy white skin glowed in the darkness, being outlined by the fabric. He sank into the bed and she slid in on the other side, pulling the blankets up to the bottom of her bra, then she turned to lay on her side facing him. Her breasts spilled out of the cups because of the angle she was laying. Scully snuggled up to him, placing her arms around the expanse of his torso. His arms fell around hers and he sighed. "I love you," he whispered so lightly, she never heard it. Be he noticed right away her deep breathing as she fell asleep in his arms. He kissed her on the forehead and closed his eyes. Every single moment of that evening played out, plaguing his dreams as he tossed and turned over his feelings for Scully and the fact that her feelings were revealed to him unintentionally. Or perhaps, it was just the drug, making her come on to him like that? *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Mulder's Hotel Room 3:16am "Mulder!" Scully shouted as she thrashed back in forth in the tangled sheets, "NO please!" she screamed out in her sleep, kicking and covering her face with her hands. "Scully? Scully wake up," Mulder tapped her shoulder lightly. "Noooo! Ah God please.I love him," she cried, her eyes closed tightly but tears streamed down her sweaty flushed face. Mulder was a bit shocked as the reality of her words hit him. She was dreaming a horrible nightmare, talking in her sleep, confessing her feelings though trauma. Mulder pulled her close and she cuddled into his chest, burying her head between the bed and his side as she heaved and cried. "Shuuushh, it's okay.I'm here Scully," he cooed, gently brushing her hair back from her wet face with the tip of his fingers. She continued to shake but her crying had lowered to sobs until finally she stopped. Once she was calmed, Mulder lulled her back into sleep quickly by rhythmically playing with her hair and smoothing one of his palms over her back. As she finally dozed off, Mulder noticed how intimate their situation had become. One of her legs was between his, they were soft and smooth compared to his hairy runner's legs. Her arms were clasped and tucked tightly between their torsos and the bed, but his arms were around her, embracing her. As his hands lightly drifted over her back, he brushed past the clasp of her bra a few times. With each stroke, more images came to his head, more feelings arose and he could feel himself bulging against her warm bare belly. "I don't know how much more I can take," Mulder whispered to himself and sighed, just as he felt her flinch her hands, which coincidentally brushed right over his swollen bulge. He lay there, trying to get his mind off his arousal and onto more important matters. He dwelled over what Scully had been dreaming about and what she revealed to him, that this time, was not drug influenced. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Mulder lay awake, still positioned in the same manner they had fallen asleep, her cuddled deep into his belly, chest and side as he held her. He felt her breathing against his bare torso and then her head began to move slowly. She opened her bright blue eyes and glanced up at him with an emotion on her face that he barely recognized. "Oh my God," she gasped in a whisper and pulled away from him completely. She propped herself up on a few pillows quickly and lifted up the blanket to see what she was wearing. "It's okay Scully," he began to reassure her as she shook her head in a negative gesture. "This is not okay, this is very far from okay Mulder," she tucked the covers around her little body, pulling forcefully for them to be freed from the bed. She stood up quickly, turning her back to him. "Scully.why are you getting up?" Mulder asked, confused. Obviously her drug has wore off, he noticed. "Mulder.I don't understand. How did I get here? How did you get here? And.and what the hell are we doing waking up together half naked?!" she cried, tears being pushed away by her long lashes. "Hold on a second. Why are you freaking out so much, it's just me!" Mulder replayed as he got out of the bed and headed towards her. She backed herself up against a chair, noticing his lack of clothing and the way he walked, so purposefully. "Oh my God what have I done? This wasn't supposed to be like this!" she continued. "Okay, time out. We're not even talking about the same thing anymore because you haven't done anything that was your fault. Now come over here and sit down and let me explain," Mulder suggested, laying his hand on her shoulder to guide her back to the bed. He quickly found out that she was shaking and clearly upset. She sat quietly but kept her distance from Mulder. "Which question would you like answered first?" he chuckled, trying to ease the tension. "Don't joke," she mumbled and he smiled lightly. "I'm assuming you don't remember much?" Mulder began, noticing her embarrassed face, looking away from him. "Remember? No, I don't. What's going on here?" she sighed and glanced up at him for a moment. "You were drugged by some guy named Grant. The Lone Gunman said they didn't want me on this case, for some odd unknown reason that they refuse to tell me. But anyhow, they called me for help afterall," Mulder started. "Yes I remember the case, but not being drugged," Scully recalled, holding the blanket in a bulge at her chest with white knuckles. Mulder picked up on her tense body and put his hand on her arm. "Relax, why are you so up tight?" Mulder wondered as he stroked her arm. "I'm just really confused. And I am afraid of what I might have done," "I already told you, you didn't do anything," he chuckled. "Then tell me why I'm dressed like this?" "Okay, look. When you were drugged, I told u to get ready for bed and you stripped down to that. That's all there is to it, nothing else," "Are you sure? Must have been some drug," she mumbled under her breath, "So I was drugged and you brought me here and we went to sleep.just sleeping right?" "What are you implying?" Mulder questioned. "Well.," she stalled. "Nothing Scully , it was nothing," Mulder replied and got off the bed, turning his back from her. Just then there was a knock on their hotel room door. "Lay down and act like you're asleep," Mulder whispered, turning to Scully. "Why?" she questioned his motive, back to her old self, he guessed. "Just because," he whined for a moment and then went to answer the door. Scully was curled under the blankets and comforter, completely covered up to her neck. Her tired eyes closed as she pretended to be asleep, just as Mulder opened the door. "What's up Mulder?" Langly questioned. Mulder stood in front of the doorway so that no one could enter but Langly peeked around his shoulder to see if Scully was any better. "Oh.I see how you handled her last night, got her in bed," he whispered, grinning and winking at Mulder's angry face. "Sushhh!" Mulder put a hand to his lips, hoping Scully didn't hear that, "Whatya want?" "Wanted to tell you that Suzanne and us are goin' after this guy full-throttle today. We wanted to know if you two.," Langly waved at Mulder then a motion over his shoulder, meaning Scully, ".were tagging along," "No, I don't think so. We'll catch up with you this afternoon when you come back, okay?" Mulder told him and began pushing the door shut. "Hey, wait! Is she okay? I heard some screaming last night," Langly mentioned, being genuinely serious. Scully lay there in bed, putting this conversation into perspective and the added information made her very uneasy. "She had a bad dream earlier this morning. But I think it'll be okay. See ya," Mulder smirked and shut the door. Then he turned, his back flush with the door, his hand still on the knob, the other in a fist. He had his eyes closed as he let out a breath of air. "What did he mean by that?!" Scully flung the blankets back and sat up, putting on one of Mulder's t-shirt that she spotted on the floor. It smelled like him and that really distracted her but she also had other things on her mind. "Mean by what Scully?" Mulder asked, still standing at the door as if it were holding him up. "Handling me last night.what happened?" she yelled, "Please Mulder, this is what I was afraid of. Did we.?" "Did we what?" Mulder argued back. "Did we.did we have sex?" She screamed, frustrated that he didn't even get her drift. "NO!" Mulder answered quickly, "No, we didn't," he sighed for a moment. "Then what? Why can't you tell me what happened? You're my best friend, why can't you be honest?" she hit the bed with her hand in a frustrated gesture. Mulder moved slowly, and sat down on the bed next to her. Her bare feet were dangling gently, her legs soft and silky all the way up to the t-shirt, which fell just above high thigh. "I didn't want to tell you because I thought it might embarrass you," he paused. "Tell me," she encouraged softly. "You were like I had never seen you. So wild.you wanted beer, cigarettes and sex. I didn't know how to handle you and that's what Langly was talking about," "He knows?" "See I told you you'd be embarrassed," "Who else? Who else saw me like this?" she asked, tears in her eyes. "All of them. But they all don't know how you were when we got in the hotel room. And that you should be thankful for," "What did I do Mulder," she continued. "Well.you came onto me. I tried to push you away so much but it was really hard. I know you know we're attracted to each other, that's just an unspoken obvious.but it was the hardest thing I ever had to do, last night," "I want you to tell me everything. I need to know," she insisted. "You were touching me a lot and I just pulled away the best I could. Then you kissed me. I couldn't stop myself from kissing back, please understand," "I kissed you?" she looked away, blushing and shocked, "I understand," "Then I knew I couldn't hold on much longer, so we watched a movie. Then a love scene came on and you started up again. That's when I turned it off and you got ready for bed," "That's it?" she asked questioningly, making sure she knew the whole story. "That's it. I promise. As much as I.as much as I wanted you, I needed to make sure that you were you.not a drugged Scully," he answered truthfully. "Oh God," she breathed, standing up and walking over towards the bathroom, holding her hot cheeks in her hands, "And the screaming part?" she whispered. "Like I said, you had a bad dream. You woke up screaming and crying and yelling for me. We fell back to sleep the way we woke up. I'm telling you the truth Scully, we didn't do anything," "Okay.uh I'm sorry," she turned to face him, one tear dribbling down her cheek, "I didn't know what I was doing. I don't understand why I was so fixated on sex," she whispered, half thinking to herself as she rubbed her temples with her index and middle fingers. "Maybe because you haven't had it in awhile," Mulder mumbled, getting up from the bed as she turned her back to him once more. "How would you know?" she asked, shaking. "It doesn't take a genius to notice a woman like.Scully, I'm with you twenty- four/seven most of the time, I just know," "Well, it doesn't matter, I don't need it," she breathed out, her tears streaming down her face even more but she kept part of her back to him, her embarrassment flooding through her. "I think you do," he whispered in her ear as he placed his cold sweaty hands on her shoulders. "You know what.uh, I can't handle this right now," she pulled away and sniffled her tears back. "No, don't run away from this Scully.I know it took me awhile to tell you what I'm feeling and we're still not totally clear on that but don't run away anymore. We've been doing it for five.six years and last night was our breaking point. God, as ashamed as you seem to be, you were absolutely gorgeous and I don't want this to hurt us," "It won't hurt us if we just stop now," she whispered. "It will, you can't deny this anymore, it's out. You need someone to make you feel that way again, like you wanted last night," "I do want it," she mumbled as he put his hands on her shoulders, turning her to him. "I know and I want it too. So let's stop talking about it and do it," he grinned, holding her face with his hands, his palms brushing her warm cheeks tenderly. She hesitated, about to reply when Mulder slowly bent his head down and weaved his lips in between hers. He pulled and tugged on her hungry lips, sensing her frustration as she moaned lightly into the kiss. Suddenly she was probing his lips with her tongue, seeking entrance and then finding it once he opened his mouth more. Scully's tongue slipped passed his teeth, gliding along his sensitive gums to the back of his throat. He moaned deeply when he felt the tip of her tongue touch the back of his throat, teasing and tickling his flesh. She broke the kiss quickly, shaking, thinking that maybe she had gone too far. "Whoa," Mulder gasped and pulled out of the kiss at the same time she did, "That was.damn you can kiss!" he chuckled, pushing her hair back from her face with a smile. She started to smile shyly when she felt his hands come up her sides, pulling the t-shirt along with it. She let him take it off, tugging it over her head and then letting it fall to the floor. He couldn't help starring for a few moments. Her perfect breasts were round and soft, being hugged by the silky bra she wore. "I want to touch you," she whispered, starring him in the eyes seriously. "Oh God yeah," he gasped again and she smiled, noticing how easily she made him become incoherent. Mulder watched Scully's face as her eyes gazed down to watch her own hands. Scully held the hem of Mulder's t-shirt and pulled it up his body a little bit, then she slipped her fingers up under it, testing his hard abs. "You feel so good.I want you," she mumbled as her forehead fell forward onto his chest and her hands slipped around his sides. She felt him flinch when her chilly hands ran over his sides, up and down, slowly teasing each time by going higher to his arm pits and lower to his hips. Then she moved her hands across his chest in one swift motion, stopping with both hands on his nipples, pulling at them. That's when he began to moan, Mulder's hands came up on Scully's back and pressed her to him, making her feel his arousal through his tenting boxer shorts. Scully understood his unspoken reaction and she knew she had to continue or he might not make it. So she let her hands fall to the elastic around his waist. She pulled on them and guided them down his hips, lowering herself as she went. Mulder yanked his t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor, stepping out of his shorts at the same time. Scully glared up at his erection, which was long and tight, pumping hard with blood to hold it in it's upright position towards his belly button. She leaned in and blinked her eyes right near his skin. He could feel the tickle of her long eyelashes, feather light as they brushed over his belly button. "Can I?" she asked for permission quietly. He nodded and put on hand on her shoulder to help reassure her. Next, she took her fingers that were by her side and started to trail them up Mulder's toes, then up his legs. Scully darted around the back of his calves, which were sensitive to her light touch. She continued up the back of his tights then going between his legs to his inner thighs. She watched him the whole time, he was getting beads of sweat on his body, his eyes closed, concentrating on keeping his body standing. Scully let her hands cup his soft, tight balls and she began to move them around, slowly molding them in her delicate hands. "Oh God," he began to groan, pulling her head towards him. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick his length, tracing the blue vein on the underside all the way to his tip. Scully opened her mouth and sunk her teeth into his head, squeezing out white precum then licking it up with her tongue. Her hands found his base and began to pump his shaft slowly, pulling hard upwards and then relaxing, "It won't.be.long," he whimpered, holding onto both of her shoulders now. Scully continued, now shoving his thick cock in her mouth, sucking hard and long. "You taste so good. I've never tasted a man this good, please Mulder, give me more!" she mumbled, the vibrations of her voice surging up his shaft and through his body. The blood began to pump in his ears, making everything around him muffled, his penis, engorged, swollen, and throbbing was becoming more painful and harder to withstand. "Ahhhhhh ugh.damn..oh God," Mulder began to yell, bending over her trying to support some of his weight as she continued to stroke him, her head bobbing as she sucked and swallowed, "Scully! Ahhh, I'm gonna.come.," he warned in a strained crackly voice. He reached down quickly, pulling her head off of him. She stood up as he roughly embraced her, clawing at her bra clasp until it was freed. He fumbled around until it was roughly pulled down her shoulders and off of her body. Mulder tossed the garment behind him on the floor and lowered his head to her neck, kissing and sucking as he pushed her down on the bed, crushing her. Her hands instantly pushed through his soft hair, pulling his head closer to her body. After a few moments, Scully moved her hands just lower, until they rested on Mulder's muscular sides. He managed to grab her hands and push them up over her head, holding them there so that she couldn't move. She wiggled, trying to get free, not at all used to being restrained during a sexual act. Mulder placed open mouth kisses all over her collar bone, following it over to her arm pits. There he licked the sensitive skin on the edges and followed the trail around the soft heavy curve of her breast. Once he made it to the middle of her chest, he buried his head in between and moaned deeply, then lifted up and took one pert, throbbing nipple into his mouth. Scully's breathing had become extremely shallow and loud as Mulder continued his ministrations. He sucked as much of her breast in his mouth as he could, pushing and pulling, nibbling gently with his teeth. "Bite Mulder.please.oh God I can't take this," she screamed, forcing him to let go of her hands above her head. He complied and began to sink his teeth into her tender white flesh. By this point, she could feel him grinding himself against her thigh, trying to relieve his painful erection. She felt her own arousal dripping down her thighs, making it slippery enough for him to get some pleasure from his movements. He felt her hands pushing him insistently lower, until he obeyed her signals. He ran his large hand along her sides, just lightly enough to tickle and make her squirm beneath him. Poking his tongue in, Mulder explored her navel with great enthusiasm. He held her by her hips as she squirmed and clutched at the bed sheets with white knuckles. He slipped his forefingers under the elastic lining of her panties hugging her hips and slowly pulled them down her legs, testing the wetness of the center with his thumbs and savoring her scent of arousal. "Oh please.hurry I can't take much more," she whimpered, her head thrashing back in forth between the fluffy pillows. Mulder let his fingers trail back up the insides of her thighs and then he bent low to touch his tongue to her misty, wet, auburn pubic hair. Using the flat of his tongue he lapped up the wetness there and teased his way down, circling her clit and then sucking it into his mouth, pinching it with his teeth. "Oh God!" she screamed, bucking her hips up into his face. Mulder's lips and the tip of his nose were covered in her juices but he didn't seem to mind. "Tell me what you want," he murmured into her slick folds. "Uhhh," she gasped. "C'mon baby," he encouraged as he glanced up at her with his hazel eyes. He saw her head thrashing back and forth, her tiny fingers were pinching her hard coral pink nipples, her eyes were closed and there was a flush of heat and a sheen of sweat radiating from her chest and throat. Mulder grinned slightly and decided to enter two fingers into her slippery entrance. Her body arched up to meet him, her eyes flew open in bright blue flashes as she realized the pleasure he was about to give her. "You like that Scully?" he asked, pumping his fingers into her cushioned tunnel, all the while deliberately blowing on her wet clit with every breath he had. "Ohhhhh.ahhhhhhhhhh," she began a long high pitched scream. She had pulled a pillow close to her head and was now breathing harshly into it, trying to conceal her vocalization. Scully continued pinching her nipples tight, he could see her shaky hands as she fought her own orgasm. Mulder teased a bit more, putting his tongue down to her warm skin and licking up all of her juices from the top of her to clit, around her entrance where his fingers kept their pace and all the way around her anus, penetrating there also. "Oh scream.please.come for me baby," he shouted as he lifted his head to lock eyes with her. She starred at him, trying desperately to keep eye contact but it was just impossible when she felt her walls give away and collapse, squeezing his fingers tight and dragging them inside her body further. "Ahhhh Mullldderrrr! Ummmmm," she breathed out after screaming once again. Scully couldn't take anymore teasing and decided that it was time to make this happen. She threw her body weight to her left side, causing his fingers to slip out and his hands to grab her sides in attempt to hang onto her. As she rolled on top of him, they stopped instantly, Scully noticing Mulder's surprise look. She broke the eye contact quickly when she put her lips between his and began sucking on his plump bottom lip. His mouth was still agape in shock and she continued tugging on his sensual lips, licking the corners of his smile and then dipping her tongue in to meet his. Once the shock subsided, Mulder began pushing on her hips until he had rolled her over once more, so that he was nestled between her legs once more. Her hands fingered his hair, pulling on the locks as he kissed her breasts once more. She pushed on him again until he had rolled over once more, they were nearing the edge of the bed and Scully had herself straddled just over his hips, towering over him. His erection had a purplish tint to it, the blood pumping through his veins at an alarming rate, pulsing and demanding release. Mulder darted up at her, kissing her lips as he sat, cuddling her into his lap. She could taste herself on him, thick and tangy. She pulled away for a moment and kissed his cheek, noticing his light stubble. Scully continued, sucking on his ear lobe and occasionally teasing him more by tracing the curves of his ears until the maze of cartilage fell into his earhole. He jumped at the sensation, sending them falling wildly onto the floor. Mulder held Scully tight around the waist and she landed on her back with a light but unpleasant thud. She winced for a moment but it was soon forgotten as he kissed her lips once more, shoving his tongue down her throat and then retreating, giving her room to do the same. "Fuck me Mulder," she whispered so lightly, as if shy to be saying such a thing. He groaned and continued kissing as he used his hand to guide his hard on into her tight opening. "Uahhhhh," Mulder moaned as he began to move, pushing into her hot tunnel and then retreating almost all the way. "No Mulder.please now.faster.oh God go faster," she panted, holding onto his strong shoulders. He placed his hands flat on the floor and began thrusting into her as hard as he possibly could. Suddenly she was scooting across the floor and the penetration was not working as well as planned. "Sit up," Mulder breathed, quickly using his hand on her back to pull her up into a sitting position. He now had her back to the hotel room wall, his knees touching the floor and the wall. Scully sat in his lap, allowing his erection to enter her once more. Mulder pushed her hands back onto the wall above her head and he sucked on one of her nipples, biting and pinching it with his teeth as he began thrusting again. She slammed against the wall with every stroke, feeling him pushing against her insides, their bodies being crushed. "Harder!" she screamed, her face becoming flushed once more as she felt another orgasm pooling in her lower belly and surging into the nerves and muscles of her uterus. He freed one of her hands and she let it wonder across the expanse of his chest, pinching his brown nipple and then following his ribs lower, tracing every inch of skin. She reached his trail of light brown hair under his belly button, leading to his groin. She let her finger nails rake through it with excellent skill and technique until she dipped her whole hand down between them, grabbing his sac in her sweaty hands. She massaged them at his first moan and continued to mold them into the shape of her hand. "It's coming..oh God.fuck..," Mulder screamed, slamming her into the wall harder each time. Her breasts crushed to his chest, he became so rough and forceful that her arms were wrapped around his shoulder, hanging onto him. "Don't let go of me," she whimpered. "Oh Sculllleee," he screamed as he felt the familiar surge of liquid flow up from his sac into the shaft of his blood filled penis. Finally, he came, burning her womb with his hot fluid, filling her quickly. It began to run out of her, down the insides of both their thighs. Mulder collapsed backwards onto the floor and Scully fell on top of him, her arms still embracing his limp sweaty body. She laid on top of him, listening to his heart beat rapidly, pounding against his chest. He caressed her back with his finger tips until their harsh breathing had returned to normal. "That was hot," he grinned, setting a kiss into her hair. "Really hot," she smiled against his chest, "Mulder," "Yes?" he answered. "When you said.earlier.that you wanted to be with me last night, but you couldn't.," she stopped, at loss for words. "Yeah?" he questioned. "How long have you been keeping that desire from me?" she whispered. "A long time," he yawned, "You seemed to want this. Was it an after affect, no strings attached thing or do you really want this?" "I've always wanted this. It's a real shame I had to be drugged in order to loosen up enough to even hint at what I wanted," "You've always been good at hiding your feelings. But.you couldn't fool me, I knew that when you were ready you'd tell me. But you weren't ready last night.I wasn't either," he explained. "Mulder," "Hum?" "Thank you," "For what?" "For not taking advantage of me last night. I trust you, you know," "I didn't want to betray that trust and our friendship. I needed you.you know why?" "Why?" she asked, as she let her lips touch his salty skin. He continued toying with her auburn hair as he spoke. "Because I love you," he uttered. Mulder used a hand on her jaw to lift her head. She gazed at his eyes, dark green with desire and fulfillment. The more she starred, the more salty tears pooled in her eyes. "I love you too," she smiled and blinked them away in a habit of concealing her weaknesses. He caressed her cheek with his thumb and smiled at her still flushed hot face. "You okay?" he asked, when she lowered her head back down to his chest and buried her head into his side. She sniffled for a moment and then prepared to answer in a composed voice. "Wonderful.just a little cold," she mumbled. "Put my t-shirt back on," he suggested, using his hands behind his own head to retrieve the gray cotton tee that was under his head. She sat up for a moment, and he manipulated the garment so that she could slip her arms through as he held it for her. She did so and then pulled it down over her head, some of her locks becoming trapped in the material at the back of her neck. She winced a little as she pulled him from her body. He watched her get in a comfortable position, noticing her still hard nipples poking at the cotton shirt. He got a sudden urge to suck on one through the material, but then thought better of it as she laid back down on his chest. "Let's sleep a little while," Mulder sighed, realizing how much energy he lost. "Just don't let go of me," she replied, cuddling up to him and draping her arms over his shoulders. He embraced her, massaging her back and her hair. They fell into a deep sleep together and didn't wake until Frohike began banging on Mulder's hotel room door, yelling something about new evidence. They tired to ignore it, not wanting to pull away from each other's heat, but it was inevitable. They need to go back to their case. The End!!!!!