TITLE: A Friendly Hand AUTHOR: Irena E-MAIL: S1163553@gcstudent.ins.gu.edu.au RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: MSR KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully/Romance SPOILERS: None really. Maybe Never Again, but nothing plot revealing. ARCHIVIST: Archive anywhere you want to, as long as both parts are kept together and my name, addy, disclaimer etc, remain attached. CONTENT WARNING: This contains descriptions of loving sexual acts between our two favourite characters. If you're underage, or if you can't stomach the thought of M&S in such a position, bail out now. . . you were warned. SUMMARY: On a beach in Malibu, Mulder and Scully have an experience they will never forget DISCLAIMER: Mulder, Scully and Skinner don't belong to me. They belong to the almighty creator Chris Carter, who never lets them have any fun. I'm using them without his permission, in order to show them the benefits of incorporating some extracarricular activities into the investigation of an X-File. Suing me would be an act of futility. I am simply a poor Australian University student, who's not making any money from this anyway. My only purpose is to entertain. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx A FRIENDLY HAND (1/2) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx At the sound of Mulder's greeting, Scully looked up from the case file she was studying. "Hey Scully, what are you doing?" He walked towards his desk, admiring the way she looked in her glasses. "Just making sure we didn't miss any small details," she replied absently, not looking up from the file. "Take your mind of them for a while Scully." Mulder instructed, failing miserably to disguise the smile on his face. "What?" She asked, surprised to see him smiling when she looked up. He replied eagerly, the boyish grin never leaving his face. "Skinner has consented to send us off to Malibu." "What does Malibu have to do with this case Mulder?" Still smiling, he informed her. "That's where the next abduction is predicted to take place." "How'd you figure that out? Did the perp contact you via telepathy?" She joked. "I stayed up half the night contemplating the pattern." He smiled before contiuing. "I came up with a theory." Scully couldn't resist from good naturedly rolling her eyes upwards, "It's not what you think." He told her, the smile still in place. "I figured out that this series of abductions have all taken place near large bodies of water. A small beach in Malibu hasn't seen an abduction yet. . . ." He trailed off, knowing she would understand his meaning. Perfect Mulder reasoning, she reminded herself sarcastically. Looking down at the case file, she checked his information. While she knew that there was no solid evidence to suggest Mulder was right, she'd long ago learned to trust his instincts on some cases. "Okay Mulder," she eventually conceded. "When do we leave?" "In two hours." He told her, handing her an airline ticket. Scully just smiled as she watched him walk out the room. She didn't know why she put up with him sometimes. A voice in her head reminded her. She didn't know what she'd do if one day she woke up to find that Mulder was not around, to amuse her with his bizarre theories, and equally bizarre taste in ties. With those thoughts, she grabbed her car keys and the case file, deciding it was time to get ready for Malibu. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Once they had arrived, and were settled into their respective hotel rooms, there was nothing left to do except anticipate the perp's next move. Lying half asleep on the beach, Scully now found herself clad in a pale blue bathing suit, enjoying the feel of the sun's rays on her naked back. Mulder had suggested coming to the beach, saying that sitting around the hotel wasn't going to do any good. At least by being here, they would be closer to the crime scene. Mulder hadn't expected that the beach would be practically deserted however, or that Scully would decide to take this opportunity to strip down to a bathing suit and take full advantage of their location, by soaking up some sun. An hour later, he was regretting his decision. Watching a half naked Scully relax in the sun was giving him ideas that should have had no place in his thoughts. The way the sun gleamed on her naked back, shining and illuminating over the form of her rebellious tattoo, was almost too much for him. Any minute now he would reach out to lovingly stroke her back, needing to enjoy the feel of her skin under his hands. As he let his gaze drift to the smoothnes of her thighs, he could slowly feel his control slip away. He reached for the bottle of sunscreen, squirting a generous amount of it onto his palm. He knelt beside Scully and placed his hand directly on her back, applying the cool lotion in the process. Scully gasped when she felt Mulder's hand apply the cream. She felt a tingle of sensation run through her body at his touch. "Mulder, what are you doing?" She managed to ask breathily. "I. . uh. . didn't want you to get sunburnt." He replied nervously. "You seemed to be falling asleep, and I didn't want to put up with your complaints during the rest of our assignment." He continued. "Mulder," she protested, making a move to rise. "I don't need you to . . ." "Calm down Scully." He interrupted her, pushing her back to the ground. "I don't mind doing this, really." He paused then, a gleam reaching his eye. "My touch isn't making you nervous, is it Dana?" He teased her unmercifully. "Don't flatter yourself Mulder." She ground out between her teeth, ignoring the way her heart jumped at his use of her first name. "Is that so?" He challenged her. "Yes." She replied, still tense. His mind compelled him to prove her wrong. He moved his hands in slow circles on her neck, massaging her muscles in the process. He started with her neck and shoulders, applying soft pressure to the area. Gradually he continued downwards, stopping only to apply more lotion to his hands. To the best of her ability, Scully tried to hold back her response. The feel of his strong, gentle hands on her back was not helping matters. With each touch she could feel a tingle of sensation run through her body. It was not long before she could feel that telltale wetness develop between her legs. She reproached herself. Her body refused to listen to the logic of her mind however. It continued to respond to his touch, compelling her to arch her hips backwards, bringing her closer to the source of her pleasure. His hands moved achingly close to her backside, accidentally brushing across it as they moved downwards to the backs of her thighs. She unwittingly moaned in pleasure, regretting it yet unable to stop herself. At her moan, Mulder's hands became even more daring. He moved his position, spreading her legs wide enough to kneel between them, his hands moving to the inside of her thighs. Scully knew she should stop him now, but all she could concentrate on was the feel of his hands, caressing her and teasing her with his touch. She needed to feel his hands on her core. She needed his fingers to delve inside her and give her the release her body was seeking. She needed his touch so badly, that none of her logical objections, or stupid FBI rules about fraternisation were going to deprive her of it. "Please Mulder. . ." She eventually breathed out, wordlessly conveying her need. "Are you sure Scully?" He asked her gently, momentarily ceasing his caresses. "Yes," she replied huskily, urgently. She was surprised by her own behaviour. She wasn't sure why she'd allowed her inhibitions to loosen, but she was sure that when all this was over she would be mortified. At this moment however, Mulder was making her too crazy to care. He tentatively slipped his hand beneath her bathing suit, searching for the source of her desire. Slipping apart the velcro that held it together, he was now able to comfortably cup her mound. He took his time, slowly brushing aside her thatch of auburn hair, exposing her softness to his hand. At his most intimate of touches, Scully burried her head in her hands, doing her best not to respond too loudly. She unwittingly let out a deep guttural moan at his invasion, surprised at the sensation. Her response also startled Mulder, causing him to momentarily pause his movements. Afraid that he would take his hand away, Scully brought down her own to cover his. She guided him deeper inside her, showing him what rhythm she wanted. Faster and faster he thrust, pleasuring her as she guided him within her body. She could feel herself starting to come now, could feel that long-ago familiar sensation start to build within her body. With one last thrust, she yelled out his name, releasing all the bottled-up sexual tension that had been building up inside her for the past four years. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX END OF PART (1/2) XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx A FRIENDLY HAND (2/2) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Turning hesitantly around to face Mulder, Scully refastened the velcro on her suit, taking the time to compose herself. Seeing the emotion in his eyes, she soon overcame her initial shyness and reached up to take his face with her hands. She brought him down towards her, whispering a sweet thank you before covering his mouth with hers. The kiss was tender and yet passionate, everything she had always thought it would be. His mouth was warm and inviting under hers, openening to present her with his tongue. She lovingly sucked on it, enjoying the taste of him. She let her hands slide down his back, bringing him closer to her. When his hips collided with her own, she felt his hardness, remembering how he'd denied himself while pleasuring her. Reluctantly, she entangled herself from his embrace. "What are you doing Scully?" He asked in surprise, his hands reaching out for her. She put out a hand to stop him. "You'll see," was all she told him, walking over to pick up what remained of the sunscreen lotion. Seeing her movements, Mulder obediently lay himself down on the sand, exposing his naked back to her hands. Her movements were gentle and loving as they spread the lotion over his back. She straddled his hips, running her hands soothingly along his flesh, feeling his muscles tense. She enjoyed his response, her hands memorising the feel of his body. Her movements were getting bolder, moving closer to the tight flesh of his buttocks. It was all he could do to keep from turning around and burying his swollen flesh into her welcoming crevice. With gentle hands Scully finally ventured to apply the lotion to his thighs. She teased him maddeningly, paying him back for his earlier actions. On hearing his moan of desire however, she relented. She turned him around, applying the lotion to his chest before brushing her hands over his hard male nipples. "Scully," she heard him moan in response. She moved her hands downwards, to the waistband of his skimpy red speedos. Looking him boldly in the eye, she slowly but steadily moved them down his hips, revealing his arousal to her gaze. Smiling at him, she moved her hand down to the base of his erection, slowly caressing him, trailing her fingers from his tip to his base. "Oh God!" Was all he managed to say before passion overcame him. The more aroused he became, the faster she moved her hand. When she felt him nearing the end, she reached out and placed her mouth over his tip. She sucked him inside, relaxing her throat to take him fully. One hand now caressed his base, guiding him steadily into her mouth. She eagerly accepted his essance inside, placing her hands on his buttocks to squeeze him dry. When he was finished, she allowed him to slowly slide out of her, licking her lips in the process. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx She stared lovingly at the naked man lying spent at her feet. He looked so vulnerable and adorable, forcing her to admit the love she felt for him. She realised it had been building up for years now, getting stronger with each obstacle they had faced. She was about to express her feelings in words, when she noticed an unusually bright light overhead. "Mulder!" She yelled instead. "Look at that." She pointed upwards, to the origin of the light. He was up in two seconds, donning his speedos in record time. "This is it Scully." He told her in exitement, running eagerly towards the light. "This is what we've been waiting for." She ran after him, reasoning with him. "It could be anything Mulder." "I can feel it in my bones." He yelled back. She was about to respond, when she spotted the craft nearly ten feet away from her. She stared at it wide-eyed, scared because she had no viable explanation for it. It was hovering about thirty feet from the ground, shaped like nothing she could recognise. It looked to be propelled by some sort of jet, yet the vessel was emitting no sound. Before she had time to further analyse the situation, a mass of people appeared in front of them. Looking up to see if the dome- shaped craft had anything to do with their appearance, she was surprised to find no trace of it. "What is this Mulder?" She turned to her partner in shock. "What is going on here?" "The abductees have been returned." He told her solemnly. "Apparently they've completed their purpose." She was about to argue with him, but thought better of it. She felt that Mulder needed to hold onto this belief for the moment. Now was not the time to burst his proverbial bubble. "We'll discuss this after we get them to a hospital," she told him instead. "Thanks Scully." He whispered into her ear, brushing a soft kiss along her jawline. "I need to believe this right now." "I know love." She told him, surprised at how easily the endearment had slipped out. "I, uh. . ." She stumbled in embarrassment. "Dana." He said her name gently, interrupting her stammering. "I love you too." With those words, he leant down and kissed her lips soundly. Pulling back slowly he stared into her eyes meaningfully, before picking up his cell-phone and calling for assistance. Taking his lead, Scully picked up her own phone and called Skinner. While informing him of the situation, she couldn't help but bask in the knowledge that her relationship with Mulder had finally taken a necessary turn for the better. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX END OF PART (2/2) XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX So, what did you think? I'm working on a sequal. Should I finish it? If you liked it, hated it, or even if you simply read it to releave boredom, please email me. All comments and feedback will be welcomed and replied to. Flames will be used to throw fireballs at Det Whites, Bambis, Pheobes, Uniblondes, and any other MulderBabes Chris Carter dares to dish out. Send comments to s1163553@gcstudent.ins.gu.edu.au xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "The truth will save you Scully, I think it'll save both of us." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Mulder:(MM)