From: "cirglas" Subject: New Story ! Date sent: Tue, 7 Apr 1998 17:43:58 +0200 I'm sending this for a friend of mine. Please send your feedback to sierra@oase.tmb.sb.sub.de. TITLE: AN EVENING WITH MULDER AND SCULLY AUTHOR: BlueMistress E-MAIL TO: sierra@oase.tmb.sb.sub.de CLASSIFICATION: MSR RATING: R PART: (1/1), possibly a sequel if you want SPOILERS: SMALL POTATOES TIMEFRAME: AFTER SMALL POTATOES (anyone know the date?) DISCLAMER: I don't claim Mulder and Scully or Pampers (tm) On the street in front of Scully's apartment 20:47 h He pulled the car to a stop and for a moment just sat there wondering why he would be worked up about the whole business. It wasn't that he didn't see his partner all the time. Taking in a last breath he reached for his cell-phone and hit the quick dial. After two rings a female voice intruduced herself. "Scully" Mulder glanced at the big pizza box and the bag of sunflower seeds sitting on top. No way he'd be able to eat all the stuff alone. "Hi, it's me", he said a bit sheepishly. "What is it, Mulder?" came the alarmed reply. "Anything wrong?" "No, no, no.." he answered quickly wondering why she would think that. Had something to be up for him calling? "I mean, you know, I'd been wondering about what to have for dinner tonight and so, well, I ordered a big pizza from Tino's. And suddenly, you know, flipping channels I saw that huge ugly mutant on TV and it scared me SO badly that suddenly I felt I couldn't stand beeing alone at home and, you know, suddenly even my stomach let me feel that I couldn't possibly cope with all that broccoli and spinach and stuff on that pizza and...ah Scully? Happen to want some?" "You were scared, huh...by the TV...AND you ordered pizza with vegetagbles?? Mulder, are you sure, everything is all right??" He could almost hear the grin on her face but with a mixture of embarassment at his story and relief that she seemed to be up to joking he let himself sound hurt when he asked her "Will you ditch me?" "You know that I never ditch you" Scully shot back and added "So came around. How long?" "Just a minute" he told her now grinning himself and hitting the hangup button. Letting the phone drop into the pocket of his leather jacket he grabbed the box with one hand and the handle of the door with the other, yanked both, fished for his key, locked the car and with three big steps was at the door and entering the building. He pondered climbing the steps before taking the elevator. He COULD make it to her faster running the flights but he didn't think it would be any good first showing up with a fleeble reason and then arrive panting at her doorstep. Standing there waiting for the ride to end he had time to go over the take-deep-breaths business again. That calmed him down. By the time he arrived on her floor he'd not only regained his composure but also started wondering what had made him get the pizza and come over expecting her to have time for him. He wasn't even hungry and he certainly hadn't been scared by the TV. He had just suddenly had the desire to have her for company. By the time he had arrived at her door and was reaching up to knock he was thinking about running away again. But by the time he was looking at a Scully with a raised eyebrow in a beige sweater with a deep v-neck and jeans he couldn't help but flashing her his brightest and probably goofiest smile presenting his pizza. "That was real fast" she remarked letting him in. "Only the best service for mylady" he chuckled while he set the box on the table by the couch. He removed his jacked and dumped it on the floor beside it, then settled into the cushins. "What do you want to drink?" Scully shouted over from the kitchen where she was fetching plates and a knife. Mulder thought for a second and asked "Something matching pizza?" A head appeared in the doorway shooting him a look and saying "Oh REALLY??" It shook. "I have coke, iced tea and wine. And some beer. So what?" Mulder felt torn. He wanted beer. A cool beer would be wonderful. But he'd like to drink wine with her. On the other hand the implications made by that would be a bit strong considering recent events. So he settled for iced tea. Maybe iced tea would be suggesting as well. He remembered having mentioned it once in connection with something like that. "If it's iced tea in my glass it could be love!" He told the head with a grin on his face and it disappeared again. He could hear Scully rummaging through her kitchen. And again he wondered why he'd done what he'd done. He looked for the remote control, found it and instantly started flipping the channels. Scully came up beside him balancing a tray with a can of tea, glasses with chunks of ice in them and plates and a knife. She sat the tray down and started cutting the still warm pizza into slices. "I still wonder how came you ordered pizza half vegetables, Mulder, when you'd intended.." "Hush Scully...listen, they claim it's going to rain tonight...can you believe it?" he cut her off feeling embarassed again and hoping she'd finally drop the matter. Apparently he was lucky. She dropped beside him holding a piece of pizza with something green on top. So he grabbed one slice of his extra-cheese with ham and salami and mushrooms. He always thought mushrooms were enough health for a pizza. For a little while they watched and munched in silence. -------------------------------------------------------- ------------ Mulder gulped down the last bite of his pizza. Then he looked at the last slice on Scully's plate. He was still hungry not that he'd gotten the taste of the pizza. He contemplated asking her if he could have it. She would not want it, would she? He chewed his lower lip. But what if she would? He decided to go for it and elbowed Scully. She looked him, chewing. Mulder had an idea. "Scully?" She raised an eyebrow in response. Obviously she was unable to talk. With a quick, fluid motion he made a dive for the table, grabbed the slice, then jumped away and stuffed it into his mouth. He could hear unartikulated sounds of mmmph? mmph!! from where he came from. Mulder licked his fingertips and turned around to a slightly infuriated Scully. She looked as if she'd wanted the pizza after all. Good thing he hadn't asked her. Apologetically he shrugged his shoulders and went to seat himself beside her again. Only that he must have made a mistake calculating Scully's desire for her pizza. He had just made himself comfortable again when a face obscured his vision. Scully's face with a look of utterly untypical mischief on it. Suddenly she flung herself onto him, her hands...what were her hands doing?? He tried to shrug them off. He tried to squirm away. He tried to grab them and yank them away from his ribs where they were poking and probing and...hell...where they were tickling him!! Mulder became desperate. He was trying now to to throw her body off his but she was sitting on top of him, straddling his hips and not letting him get away. He spueaked for mercy but Scully would have none of it. Only when he'd begun gasping for breath and trying to get off the couch over its back she stopped tickling and pinned him to where he was with her forearms. His flushed face and Scully's triumphant one were only inches from the other and he became aware of the position they were in. On TV some nurse was explaining that Pampers were indeed the driest diapers ever. For the happiest babys. Yeah. He always got that desire to go and buy himself a bunch when he saw these commercials. He had to grin. "What?!" Scully demanded. She was panting slightly and her sweater had slipped to bare her left shoulder. Mulder had to look at her smooth white skin. He averted his eyes to look at Scully's face. He cocked his head and whispered "Sorry..won't happen again." She took her arms away from his shoulders and with a more gentle expression on her face mumbled "Hope so." Mulder almost couldn't stand having her sitting there on top of him with her body so near his. He felt he should do something soon unless he'd have her feel his physical reaction to that nearness. So he locked his arms around her middle and hurled her to the side. But since she had reacted with clinging to him he found her lying on her back with himself on top. He looked at her and wondered what she'd do now. "Pinned 'ya" he grinned in spite of himself. He felt like giving her a little kiss if she didn't throw him onto the floor soon. It felt funny. He'd never felt like this before. Scully didn't move. Her hands had loosened themselves on his back and were now lightly moving up and down in very tiny motions. Mulder pulled one arm out from under her and lay it next to her shoulder. He lowered his face as if in the process of wanting to right himself up. But on the way he felt his cheek stroke hers. To his surprise he felt her head turn in this direction so that their skin met more firmly. Drawing shallow breaths he, too, turned his head to face her, never giving up contact. Slowly, very slowly their lips were gliding nearer. At the point where they almost met Mulder froze. Could it be that he was lyong there with the woman he respected as a partner pressed to him? What would happen if he dared to do what he wanted now? Perhaps she didn't want it, too: Her small frame was crushed under his much bigger one. And he was nuzzling her face. What was he doing?? This had to be looking as if he was using force. He was about to draw away hoping she'd forgive him his behaviour in the heat of the moment when he felt her lips move further to his mouth and her hands to his neck. Her breath was warm and moist, he could feel it on his skin and then he could only feel her, the texture, the feel of her on his lips and then on his tongue where she was stroking it with hers. He could feel her explore his mouth just as he was exploring hers and taste her, a taste of Scully and faintly pizza, and he closed his teeth around her lower lip and pulled on it gently. Her fingers had continued to his hair where they were burying themselves, pressing his mouth to her until they had to unlock to take in a couple of unhindered breaths. They exchanged a glance, studying the other's expression, trying to find some clue there on what was happening to them. Mulder shifted his weight, letting himself glide onto his back next to her and at the same time pulling her body to his so that she lay with her front to his side and didn't slip off the cushions. Scully rested her chin on his shoulder, her arm on his chest, taking in his face and wondering why he hadn't wanted to stay the way there had been. Maybe he'd been afraid to crush her. She hoped he wasn't shrinking back again, regetting the caress. He met her gaze his eyes slightly questioning. She felt she had to reassure him. She had wanted this so badly for a long time. After the Eddie van Blunth even more. She felt she had betrayed him and she wanted to show him that she wanted him, and him only. Holding his gaze she reached up to his face and with her fingertips traced its frame from the temple over the light stubble there to his chin. She snuggled her body up to be on one level with him and set a little kiss on his cheek. She inhaled deeply, smelling this special scent of him, the fragrance that was so typical Mulder and that she loved so much. Scully turned onto her belly, her weight resting on him and her forearms, one of her legs slipping between his. She started kissing him again while her hands framed his head. But he didn't really response. She looked into his eyes again and softly asked "What is it?" He lowered his gaze and his arms came to hold her. "Do you think we should be doing this? Are you sure? You feel so good...I don't think I could stand beeing sorry later.." "I've waited for this so long, Mulder. I've dreamed of it." She struggeled to catch his eyes again "I want you. Don't you want me, too?" "But I do, Scully" he whispered burying his face in the nape of her neck, exhaling his hot breath. "I do." "Then won't you let me feel it?" She planted another little kiss on his ear. He tightened his grip around her deciding to turn the tables once more and lay on top. He touched her face much like she had touched his before. "You are so beautiful" he whispered. "So beautiful, Scully." Silently he kissed her on the side of her neck and then her one bare shoulder. He traced her neckline, first with his slender fingers then with his mouth. She could feel his tongue slipping out, touching her skin. She felt hot suddenly. And she wanted to touch him, too. She reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled. She let her fingers glide over his skin tracing the lines of his strong body. It was not enough. She took the shirt and pulled it over his head. He looked at her his fingers playing with the bottom of her sweater. She smiled and nodded, then arched herself up, helping him to free her of the garnment. *Oh* thought Mulder. She hadn't worn a bra. He could have guessed, he guessed, but he'd been busy. He took a finger and let it glide from her collarbone downwards. First he rounded one breast, then the other. Scully had her eyes closed now. Tenderly he cupped her, weighting her, small and firm, then circled her nipple, feeling it harden even more. Not stopping he lowered his head to her other breast doing the same with his mouth. He could hear her heart beat. Steady. He closed his eyes, too, and tasted her. Suddenly the thumping changed. It took him a moment to notice that Scully had tensed. It thumped again. No. The door. No. Hastily she pulled herself out from under him, pulling over her sweater and walking to the door and peering through the peephole. She looked at him. He'd been sitting dumbfounded. She had to gesture at him until he noticed that he was sitting with his chest bare. While he pulled on his shirt she weaved her fingers through her hair which stood on end and then opened the door. "Package for you, miss" the boy at the door announced. "Sorry to have disturbed you" he added smirking having seen the touseled Mulder. Scully glared in his face while he handed her a pad and a pen. She was about to sign the form when she caught the name on the box. "This is for Smith!" she shouted at the boy who shrank back. "Smith lives in the apartment over THERE!!" she pointed her finger down the hall. Her voice assumed her loudest interrogation tone: "Haven't you jerk fucking learned to READ??!" She almost threw the pad in his hand and slammed the door. Then she leaned against it. She didn't look happy. Mulder couldn't suppress a little smile. He stood up and went to take her into his arms. In his embrace she mumbled "It just wasn't fair. I hate to be interrupted." "No harm done, Scully" he chuckled and nuzzled her hair. He could sense her pouting now. Out of impulse he reached to sweep her up into his arms. He had to chuckle again about her surprised look. "Lemme down. Mulder! Lemme down!" "Why should I?" "Lemme DOWN!" "You afraid?" He started towards the bedroom. "NO!" She clung to his neck. "Easy, Scully. You don't want to choke me, do you?" This was funny. He'd be able to use this on her sometime. When he reached the bed he sat down with her still in his arms. She grunted and wriggled to free herself. "This is for tickling me, you know" Mulder grinned and let her down. Scully sat on her heels and growled a little growl at him. He was delighted. "You're so cute. A little tigress." "Right you are" she told him matter of factly before starting to rip off his shirt again. She sat on top of him as she had on the couch some quarter of an hour before, smiled and lowered her head to nibble all over his chest. Then she nibbled all over his belly paying special attention to his bellybutton which caused him to shiver one or two times. Then, slowly, she let her hands glide lower, tracing the bulge in his jeans. He gasped. She sat up and much more tenderly and very carefully opened one button after the other. She had to smile when she saw that he was wearing these black boxers. With his help she pulled the trousers off. He could see her sitting there and studying his features. He felt he wanted to study her features, too. So he went to carry out just that. Soon both were wearing nothing. The air in the room was sweet and heavy and hot. Mulder just had to ask. "Scully...do you take something?" "Huh?" "Well, you know...contraception things" he felt a bit foolish. "Take? No, I don't." "Ahm..oh. Will we need something?" She smiled at him "I do think so." "Will you go to the drugstore with me?" He didn't feel very eager to the prospect. "No. Why should I?" He was puzzled. "Could have been. I hadn't thought you to be the type of woman who thinks it's a man-thing." He started to untangle from her and the sheets and already had one leg in his trousers when she reached for him and pulled him back into bed. With his jeans half on he lost his balance and thumped down next to her. "Don't go." "Why, Scully, we can't do very well without." Mulder was uncomfortable. How could she think they could...no way. And he understood her even less when she started to giggle helplessy. "Oh Mulder, you should see your face..." She reached for the nightstand and from a drawer produced a package of condoms. "I had asked you.." he creased his forehead. What was going on?? "No you didn't. You asked me if i took something, not if I HAD." She opened the little box and pulled one of the foils out and held it up grinning. Are you letting me try?" THE END Eat me. But this is the end. The evening's over. Not NC-17 enough? Do you want more? Squeak for mercy ;) Or don't you want A NIGHT WITH MULDER AND SCULLY? Comments to sierra@oase.tmb.sb.sub.de. By the way that's me. Changed my name. Call me Blue. BlueMistress. I want a milk. Shook, not stirred.