Title: Christmas Shopping Author: Michelle Category: MSR Rating: NC-17 Keywords: Smut, angst Archiving: Sure, just let me know where so I can visit and be sure that all headers are still attached! Spoilers: I don't think so...... Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. They belong to 1013 productions, Chris Carter and the rest of the gang who don't want to see m&s get some... Summary: Mulder buys Scully lingerie for Christmas! Feedback: Loved and cherished at racinflames24and48@yahoo.com Author's Notes: Thanks for Donnilee for continuing to encourage me. She was a great beta reader for this one and I think it made this story much better. Thanks again! XXXXXXXXXXXX X-Files Basement Office Federal Bureau of Investigation December 23, 2002 Special Agent Fox Mulder sat in his gloomy basement office on another pointless Monday afternoon. There were no current x-file to be working on, no files to be filed and miraculously, no expense reports to fill out. He sat, staring at his female partner, Dana Scully, who had become more beautiful to him every time he looked at her. It was true; he had lusted after her ever since they had first met. But somewhere around their second or third year of working together, he had fallen in love but couldn't tell her. Scully was a strict, no-nonsense kind of girl who rarely showed tears or laughter. Occasionally she would sling back some of Mulder's innuendo but for the most part, she remained "Agent Scully"..."The Doctor"..."The Scientist", the sensible, level-headed, modest woman. Mulder could see through her solid exterior. Deep down, he sense she was unhappy and knew she wanted a normal life and a family of her own. He even thought that maybe she could love him too. It seemed that every time he touched her it affected her. His familiar hand on the small of her back was comforting, an occasional hug to be sweet or after a traumatic experience showed support and love, but each time Mulder touched her intimately, she flinched or blushed. Sometimes when their eyes met, he could sense she was peeling off his clothing in her own mind. Whenever he caressed her cheek she flinched and if ever their faces were too close, she would back away in a heated blush, knowing exactly what she wanted but would not admit it. After Mulder came to these conclusions, many years ago, he had respected her desire to withhold her feelings until she was ready. Knowing that he was not very good at expressing feelings of love, he decided to let her make the first move. Unfortunately, the imminent move was taking seven years! Mulder was dying to be with her in more than a working partnership. He wanted to live with her, love her and make love to her. Pondering his dreams in the basement office had become the daily routine. He sat tapping the pink end of his pencil, letting the rubber eraser bounce annoyingly on the wooden desk. "Mulder! Would you stop?" Scully snapped. Her head facing his, eyes a stormy blue and her lips tight in frustration. "Sorry Scully," he apologized and dropped the pencil. It rolled slowly to the edge of the empty desk and fell to the floor with a hollow noise. He noticed Scully's quick glance back at him once more and then she returned her eyes to a piece of paper she was writing on. Mulder straightened himself in his swivel chair and glanced around the room. His eyes scanned over the corkboard full of business cards and random notes, phone numbers and magazine cut outs of National Geographic, Science Today, or Sports Illustrated. Next his hazel eyes darted over the "I Want To Believe" poster of an alien space ship, then skipped past the cold, black, metal file cabinets and the open door and settled upon none other than his gorgeous partner. She was dressed in a navy blue suit that tucked and fit to her curves. She was a slender woman with perfect sized breasts for her frame, a toned belly, curvy hips clad in a navy skirt. Her legs were short but muscular. She wore dark nylons and the look was finished off by high heeled shoes. Almost immediately when Mulder's eyes landed upon her he began fantasizing about her. What does she have on under those clothes? Do her nylons stop at thigh-high, complete with little lace and a garter belt? 'Humm...wouldn't I love to find out?' he thought. His eyes followed her their own accord. It took him a minute to realize that she had stood up and walked over to a step stool opposite her desk. She climbed it with ease and grabbed at the windowsill for balance. Mulder stared at her ass like it was the best thing he had ever seen. It was perfectly heart shaped and smooth underneath her skirt. No panties lines either, which created more images in his head of her wearing a thong, or better yet, nothing underneath that skirt. Her knee bent slightly, allowing her legs to part seductively. "It's sleeting," she announced, turning to face him, one hand still holding onto the window for stability. "Yeah?" Mulder snapped from his daydreaming. "I think it's supposed to turn to snow tonight. Imagine that...D.C. and snow!" Scully stepped down from the stool and walked back to her desk, using her hands to fold her skirt neatly under her as she sat. "What are you doing for Christmas this year, Scully?" Mulder questioned, retiring his pen and pad into a drawer on the desk. "Nothing," she said, looking down at her desk and leafing through loose papers in a pile. Mulder detected pure disappointment and annoyance in her voice. "You're not going to you mother's then?" Mulder asked. "No. Mom went to Florida to be with Charlie. He's stationed at a naval facility there. Bill and Tara went down to be with them but I knew I didn't have the extra time off to do so as well," she explained. "Well, look on the bright side … I have no one," Mulder implicated her spending Christmas with him. "Any last minute shopping to do Scully?" "Nope." "Well you're no fun! C'mon, let's get outta here early and do a little shopping." "What's the catch Mulder?" she questioned as she slipped into her warm wool jacket. "I need help buying a few presents myself. I figure, you're a woman; you should be good at those things." "'Bout time you realized that," she whispered under her breath, referring to the comment that she was a woman. Mulder and Scully made their way out of D.C., just south of Alexandria to Potomac Mills Mall. They were forced to park in the back of the lot due to the Christmas rush of shoppers. Scully grimaced at the sleet bouncing on the ground as they walked to the entrance. She covered her head slightly by pulling the back of her jacket up over her hair. Mulder placed his hand on the small of her back and led her inside. "So, who do you need to buy for?" Scully questioned as they began walking through the crowds, past various stores. "My mom and you," he replied. "Ahh. I see. How is it that I can shop for you but you can't for me?" "Oh I can shop for you easily. I just get whatever I like for you. But this year I thought I'd actually get you something you want. So feel free to drop hints as we look." Scully smirked again and they made their way into a bookstore. Mulder browsed the isles looking at the magazines, specifically the ones with half naked girls on the front. Meanwhile, Scully browsed the latest novels and even raked over the stocked medical books. "Mulder," Scully called. Soon, Mulder appeared around a bookshelf, nearly scaring her to death. "Jesus Mulder!" she jumped as he startled her. "What is it Scully?" "How about a book for your mom? Or maybe a Calendar?" "Yeah, that sounds nice. Help me pick one out," Mulder grabbed her by the arm and pulled her with him to the racks of calendars. Scully noticed as soon Mulder touched her she was more aware of her attraction to him. Her palms got sweaty and the tips of her fingers went cold. She was having a terrible time resisting the urge to hug him because he was so close and smelled so good, God she could go on forever. Once they made their way to the right section, Mulder released her hand without having noticed his affect on her. She regained her composure quickly and helped Mulder pick out a calendar and a new novel for his mother's Christmas gift. "Where are we going next?" Scully inquired. "To find some things you like. For instance, Victoria's Secret is having a great sale. Do you want some new scented perfumes or something?" "I don't know. I suppose we could look," she replied, knowing full well that she loved Victoria's Secret apparel. Scully entered the store cautiously, peering out of the corners of her eye to watch where Mulder went. To her surprise, he split away from her and went in the opposite direction. She was grateful though. At least it gave her some privacy. She didn't know how she was going to handle looking at lingerie with Mulder trailing her coattails. Mulder proceeded to the corner with the sexiest lingerie in the store. He was surrounded by racks with lacy see through panties with garters, thongs and bras. Unbeknownst to Scully, a saleslady had approached Mulder and began to speak with him. "Are you shopping for that pretty lady over there?" she asked, smiling devilishly. "As a matter of fact, yes, I am. But she does not know that." "I'll be sure to keep it a secret." "Good." "Can I offer any assistance then?" "Oh I don't know. What's a good way to get her in the sack?" The lady chuckled, realizing he was joking because he was uncomfortable. "I can tell you really like her," the tall, thin woman said. "Yeah, I do. So what do you think I should buy?" "Well, judging this situation by its looks, I believe you should not start in this section." Mulder swiveled on his feet a bit, peering around at the racks behind him. He flicked his head to the side slightly, shoved his hands in his pockets and frowned. "This is where I'd like to be," he admitted. "Why don't you start with the perfumes over there and perhaps keep an eye on what she's looking at around the store. That way you can get her exactly what she likes. What you like will have to come later. Although, most men like anything in this store on their women, don't you agree?" The lady playfully smiled and then walked away to greet another customer near the entrance. Mulder scanned the room for Scully who was now positioned next to a round table, sifting through piles of lacy see through bikinis. A shiver ran through Mulder's body and straight to his groin at the thought of seeing Scully in those panties. Hell in any panties, or without, he didn't care! All he knew was that he was becoming seriously hard. "So, find some things you like, Scully?" he questioned as he approached her. She looked away sheepishly for a few moments, as if she were caught off guard or startled by him. "I like everything here. I haven't bought any new lingerie for a long time. What do I need it for?" she muttered, half to herself. It started to make her angry that she did not have a sex life. It seems every once in awhile she would go through periods where all she wanted was to lay around in sexy lingerie just wishing for a fuck fairy. He never came however, so she stopped wishing and retired to normal, comfortable cotton underwear from Wal-mart. Mulder caught her comment but decided to let it go, since he wasn't exactly sure how he should respond. "Are you not going to buy anything then? Everything's on sale!" he asked. "No. I just like to look sometimes," she responded dryly. "Well, then what else would you like for Christmas?" "You were going to buy me lingerie?" she asked, her eyes big and wide. "If you wanted something, yes I would." She hesitated for a moment, as if pondering the situation and if it was okay to let her colleague buy her undergarments. "Thank you, but I'm sure I could find something else that could be put to more use. How about we go to another store?" she suggested, nervously. He watched Scully head back out into the mall and for some reason he was left behind, watching her, pondering her mood. Was she just cranky? Or was she *frustrated*? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mulder and Scully emerged from their separate cars and proceeded to climb the stairs to get to Scully's apartment. "Thanks for coming home with me Mulder," she said as she opened her door with her key. "No problem. The weather's getting really bad out now." "You're welcome to stay as long as you want," she offered, taking his jacket and hanging it on a coat rack next to the door. "Do you want some tea?" "Sure," Mulder accepted and made himself comfortable on the couch. He began scanning the room with his eyes, noticing the changes she had made since his last visit. The couch was now turned in a different direction, but he liked it better this way. Now he can see the television and at the same time be able to turn his head slightly to the left and see her in the kitchen. The best of both worlds, he thought. He watched the Christmas tree twinkle in the dark room. It stretched to the ceiling, decked in family ornaments, bulbs and ribbon. Mulder reached over to the end table and flipped on a lamp. The light in the room gave him a chance to survey a little more carefully. His eyes darted to the hallway, a stream of light from a window played on the floor in front of Scully's bedroom door. Before Mulder's exploration got any further, Scully came running out the kitchen. "Mulder, I just realized I left my purse in the car. I'm going to run down and get it." "Do you want me to get it for you?" "No, that's okay. I'll only be a minute. Just watch the tea," she told him while throwing on her jacket and exiting the apartment. Mulder jumped to his feet quickly, so glad that she had left him alone for a few minutes. He made his way down the hallway and entered Scully's bedroom. He felt extremely nervous being in her most intimate space, her bedroom. He approached her bed, neatly made, with the blankets being pulled up and tucked under the pillows tightly. Everything matched, from the curtains and the wall border to the bed sheets and the rugs on the floor. Her room was gorgeous and it smelled like her. A waft of warm air that smelled suspiciously like peaches came from Scully's bathroom. The scent and the air hitting his face was a brand new source of fantasies. 'Scully in the shower … ummmm,' he thought. He turned and scanned the room a bit more and her dresser came into focus. It reminded him of what he was in here for and he approached it. There were three small drawers on the right side which looked like the most likely place to find her intimate garments. Mulder reached out for the knob of the bottom most drawer and pulled, exposing a drawer full of bathing suits. Not exactly what I was looking for, he thought. He shut that drawer in a hurry, realizing that Scully would be back at any moment. He rose to the next drawer and pulled it open, finding an assortment of panty hose and bras. "Ahh," he groaned to himself as he found part of what he was looking for. Mulder leaned his hand in the drawer. His fingers trembled a bit as he hesitated to touch her undergarments. The whole experience was making him scared and aroused at the same time. He could feel his cock begin to harden as it stretched up towards his navel. He was willing it to stop because he didn't want to be uncomfortable in front of Scully, let alone taking the chance of her noticing his excitement. He finally reached in and grabbed one of her light pink cotton bras. He searched frantically for the tag and read the size. He folded it neatly but quickly and returned it to the drawer. He knew he was cutting time close while he pondered each garment he saw, so he slammed the drawer shut and opened the top one. He exposed her panties in a wide variety of types. It was very interesting how particular Scully was. Each was sorted into their "like" piles and folded neatly. Mulder felt small beads of sweat on his forehead and neck as he reached to the back of the drawer, picking up a tiny black thong. He looked at the tag briefly and ingrained the size into his brain and then he brought the garment up to his face. "Oh Jesus," he sighed as he inhaled the small piece of black polyester. It smelled delicious, like it was just washed in some baby fabric softener and sprinkled with a bit of Scully scent. "Mulder! What are you doing?" Scully exhaled almost angrily as she perched herself in the doorway of her bedroom. Mulder's face looked like he got caught stealing from the cookie jar. "I uh," he stuttered. He could feel the heat in his face, he must be ten shades of red right now and that rarely ever happened to him, he thought. "Mulder what are you doing going through my drawers?" she questioned, her eyebrow raised as, if he didn't answer soon she was going to shoot him. "I'm sorry," he said simply, returning the garment to the drawer and stood up straight. Immediately, he noticed his heavy erection shift in his pants so he decided not to face her with the front of his body. "Sorry?" she muttered, her voice strained. "I-I was looking for a present for Frohike." "What?" "Look, you know how much Frohike loves you! He's always wanted a piece of your clothing. I thought that if I gave him a pair of your--well then that would be the best gift in the world. "Mulder knew inside that this was elementary but he had to think of an excuse-any excuse! "Mulder! I can't believe you would actually-" Scully stopped mid sentence as she heard the kettle squealing from the kitchen. She quickly left the room, running down the hall to save the tea, before her kitchen was a mess. Mulder was thankful that she left. He left her bedroom quickly and entered the hall bathroom. He splashed some cold water on his face and massaged his raging cock through his pants, trying to relieve some pressure. "Scully I'm sorry," he apologized again when he emerged from the bathroom. She was sitting at her kitchen table, a mug of tea in her hand and another in front of a chair across from her. Well that's a good sign, Mulder thought; at least she's not kicking me out yet. "It's okay. I just overacted. Right now, Mulder, that's a sensitive area for me." "What is?" he questioned, completely oblivious. "Never mind. We shouldn't go there." "Scully. I want you to feel like you can talk to me. Come to me with anything you need. You seem a bit closed off lately and angry. If you need to talk I'm here." "I know." she shook her head, staring at her mug. "I know that most intimate things, for example your undergarments are very personal and hard to talk about. I apologize again, I feel really bad." "It's not that Mulder." "It's not?" "Well, it is but...," "Tell me," Mulder prompted as he sat in the chair across from her. "I know I've been a little bit bitchy lately. Everyone has families at Christmas time. Everyone has children they can spoil rotten. Everyone has a house to decorate and dinners to cook. Most women have a man to buy for." "You buy for me Scully," Mulder gave her a big smile, trying to cheer her up. He knew exactly where this was all coming from. Deep in her heart and soul, there was a longing to have a normal life and a family. "Most importantly, these women don't have to wake up Christmas morning alone." "You don't have to either, Scully," Mulder said and her icy blue eyes shot up at him, not knowing how to analyze his comment. "What are you suggesting? A slumber party, Mulder?" she smiled lightly. "Hum...well that could be fun. Since we're both alone...why shouldn't we spend the holidays together?" "I'd like that. Wasn't exactly what I meant but a slumber party could be nice." "I know that's not what you meant." Mulder grinned and stood up from the table. He began walking towards the door and Scully's eyebrow raised in confusion and her curiosity provoked her to follow. "What are you doing?" she questioned with hands on her hips. "I've got to get going. I need to stop over at the Gunman's for a little Christmas present exchanging. I'll see you tomorrow evening, Scully. We'll have dinner. We'll talk," he finished and shut the door behind him. Scully stood, astounded by his sudden exit. "What the hell just happened?" she spoke to herself in a frustrated tone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Potomac Mills Mall December 24, 2002 9:45am "Hi there. I see you're back. Can I help you with anything this time?" The same tall, thin lady asked as she approached him. "Yes, I'm back. I want to get some lingerie for a woman I want to make my girlfriend." "Okay, do you know her sizes?" "Yes, you wouldn't believe what I went through to find them out, but I have them." "Good then. Anything in particular you want to buy for her?" "A set, I guess, bra and panties. Something sexy but pretty. Comfortable." "Try this area over here. There's some lace garments and silk, everything's comfortable. Maybe choose a color she likes or one you like on her." "Thanks. I'll look around then." "Let me know if you need anymore help. By the way, everything's on sale at twenty-five percent right now." Mulder nodded and entered a section full of wall hanging racks. The Christmas rush made the place look like a stampede had gone through. Bras and panties were thrown in piles and most things were not hung up correctly or even in the right section. Mulder approached a wall that was semi-neat and began to browse. Finally, after pondering what Scully would like and what she would not smack him for, he chose a simple bra and thong set. It was everyday useable and sexy all in one. The set had a fiery cherry red color with orangey-gold designs along the cup's top edges, undersides and the thong front. It had sensual single red ribbons along the thong's sides leading to one piece of ribbon in the back connecting the front. He carried the set low by his side as if he were a little embarrassed. There was a waiting line full of women with arms overflowing with on-sale lingerie. When Mulder finally reached the counter, the saleslady gift wrapped the lingerie in a soft pink tissue paper and then placed it inside a box. On the way out of the store, he overheard the tall, thin saleslady speaking to another saleslady about him. "So, that's the man you were talking about? He's very handsome and very sexy!" "Excuse me?" Mulder confronted them. "Oh, I apologize. I hope I didn't offend you. I was just pointing you out to my friend. I'm certainly not too shy to tell you to your face that you are a gorgeous man." "Well thank you. I'm flattered," he nodded, a faint blush warming his cheeks as he exited the store. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully's apartment Later that evening 5:15pm "Honey, I'm home!" Mulder shouted as he opened Scully's apartment door with his spare key. "What are you doing? Couldn't you knock?" Scully questioned as she composed herself from the fright he gave her by barging in. "Ahh yeah. I could have. But that would be no fun! I've always wanted to do that...it's a small fantasy," Mulder joked. Scully just shook her head, a grin playing across her face as she realized nothing about Mulder would never cease to amaze her. He set the presents down on a table near the door and looked back at Scully. "Can I take your coat then?" she offered. "Sure," he said and then turned as she helped him out of the sleeves. As she began pulling she noticed he had a bare back. Before Scully had time to piece together what was going on, his coat was already limp in her hands. Her jaw went slack and her face blushed crimson when he finally spun around to face her. Mulder was dressed in nothing but a tiny red pair of men's bikini underwear, socks and shoes. "Merry Christmas, Scully!" Mulder said in an enthusiastic tone. He bent down rather quickly and slanted his lips over hers, brushing lightly back and forth. The kiss did not work; she was shocked and not responding at all to his movements. Mulder took a new approach by licking the crease of her slightly gaped lips to get her to open her mouth more. She adjusted her lips to his and began to kiss him back very slowly. Her head jerked once or twice as if she were hesitating. Mulder took this opportunity to put her head in his hands to hold her to his lips. He let his tongue snake out and entered her mouth slowly, licking her bottom lip and then the top, the roof of her mouth and her bottom gums. He could hear her breathing quicken and he knew his ministrations were effective. His thoughts pulled him away from the kiss. He was afraid he was moving too fast and the only way he knew for sure was to look at her. Mulder held Scully's face in his hands, her hair tickling the backs of his hands as he looked into her baby blue eyes. He was not sure what he saw in her eyes; a different message than he usually saw or maybe a few messages combined. "Merry Christmas to you too," she gasped, her head bobbing a little as if she felt the need to shake it to organize and collect her thoughts. Her hands released the grip she had on his hips and let them wander up the expanse of his bare chest. His muscles were clearly defined and his nipples were a light shade of pink, puckered from the cold air. "You feel really good," she whispered, letting her fingers tickle his sides, making him buck into her. "Gosh, I shouldn't be touching you like this," she realized, hanging her head in embarrassment. She never realized she would feel this way around a man ever again after years of celibacy. "Yes, you should. You have my permission to touch anything you want!" Mulder chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "What are you doing in that?" she asked, trying to shift the subject from her to him as she stepped back and pointed at his tiny red bikini. "Well, you seem like you could use some cheering up. Now whether you laugh at me in this ... or get some other kind of satisfaction, I don't care. As long as it makes you feel good." "I feel fine. I'm just not used to having half naked men walk into my apartment," she responded as she began walking towards the couch. "Maybe you should get used to it," Mulder said, before he realized that was not the comment he wanted to make. "Do you have something you want to tell me Mulder?" Scully turned to him, raising an eyebrow, looking completely disgusted with his innuendos and "beating around the bush tactics." "Later. First I want you to open your gift," he said as he picked up the box and handed it to her. She took it and went to the couch to sit. Mulder followed uncomfortably and sat next to her on the couch, putting his hands in his lap to hide his growing package. Scully began to tear open the wrapping paper at the ends and finally lifted the top of the box. "Oh...wow. Mulder, this is very pretty but I don't know if I can...," "You can accept it. You are beautiful and just because you don't need lingerie right now, in your opinion, at least you can feel beautiful in it." Scully held up the thong, and lifted her eyebrow towards him. Finally she put everything back into the box and set it on the coffee table. "Go put it on Scully." "What? Mulder, what are you playing at? It's bad enough you're sitting here in that!" "Scully," Mulder sighed, not knowing how to tell her. "Scully, I don't know how to tell you this ... I guess I just wanted to have some fun. We've both been bummed out this Christmas. What would it hurt?" "What? You think it would be fun just to sit around in barely any clothes." Well, actually, yeah, Mulder thought. Not exactly what he had in mind, just sitting, but I guess it's a start. C'mon Scully, I'm trying my best to get you to make love with me right now, why isn't this working? I know you're smarter than that, you know what's going on here! Mulder thought. "Just go put this on. We're both adults." Scully picked up the box and went off into her bedroom. Mulder sat on the couch, lightly patting his member, coaxing it to lie down for a few more minutes. Just the thought of Scully in there, undressing and putting on the lingerie he bought for her was enough to make him painfully hard. His head snapped up when he heard her bedroom doorknob click and she emerged. Scully stood up straight, confident, as if she had acknowledged how this little game was going to end. Her skin was a creamy pale color, soft and already hot just from wearing sexy lingerie. She approached the couch, sitting down on her end. Mulder immediately shifted closer to her and laid his hand on her left arm. She continued to watch him as he crawled onto her and cupped her face in his hands. "Let me make love to you," he whispered in her ear as he began kissing the side of her neck . He felt her shaky arms wrap around his back, pulling him to her body and in between her legs. He continued his kisses down the valley of her breasts, licking and sucking at the swelled mounds spilling out of the bra. Finally her hands reached his head, combing through his hair as he kissed her body. He lifted his head, eyes still closed and pressed his lips to hers. Scully immediately responded. The kiss erupted in a heated battle that left both of their breathing ragged and shallow. Mulder dug his hand under her body and held one of her bare butt cheeks in his hand, kneading it with the tips of his fingers as his other hand snaked under her thong and found her hot, wet folds. "Oh God!" she breathed, when his fingers shifted through her curls. "Do you like that Scully?" he growled, pushing two fingers into her quickly. She moaned and tossed her head around as he pumped his fingers into her. "This feels so good. It's been....so long!" she cried out and finally opened her eyes, giving him a small hint of a smile. Mulder could not wait any longer. He cursed himself for letting himself get this far so fast, but he raised up and pulled his red bikini down to his knees. His penis gently sprang free and bobbed upwards towards his navel. Scully just watched, intimated by the reality. He slid her underwear over with his forefinger and leaned down, pushing himself inside. "Mulder....ugh...Mulder....maybe we...shouldn...," she struggled to talk as he buried himself within her. He allowed his face to meet hers. "Don't do this...Scully....don't do this to us....please, just let it happen," he pleaded, hugging her and kissing her neck. He knew she was just scared. He knew she did want this. "It's feels so....ugh...maybe you're...right." Mulder began to move within her, quicker with every stroke until he was pounding into her as fast and hard as he ever had any woman. "Oh God, yes...Mulder....please!" she begged and he moved faster. He pulled at the cups covering her breasts until her mounds were completely free and he bent down to bite and suck on her puckered nipple. He stroked within her for a few minutes, creating a rhythm that they both enjoyed. Scully seemed to settle into the new feeling and continued to brace herself with both of her hands holding firmly onto his hard biceps. Before she knew it, the waves had begun in her lower belly and spread like a small electric shock throughout her body. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, panted and moaned until her release was complete. She sighed, with her eyes still closed as Mulder finished himself off within her and then laid his head on her belly. "Wow." he mumbled, starting to feel sleepy and still overcome with emotion. Scully stroked her hands through his tousled damp hair and cuddled with him. "Thank you." she whispered. "Thank you?" he said in a questioning tone. He raised his head and looked into her eyes. "Thank you for making me do this. Or helping me at least. I did want this, I was just...too stubborn to admit it." "You are stubborn, that's for sure. I just could never find the way to tell you. I figured Christmas was a wonderful opportunity. And as much as I wanted to tell you I love you...before we made love, God when I saw that Victoria secret store … the man in me just couldn't do the right thing." "You did the right thing. I know you love me. And sex is just an added bonus. I mean...what we just did wasn't I had planned for our first time." "So you did have it planned huh?" "Yes. I pictured it differently. But for two people who haven't gotten laid in years ... I'd say that was pure sex." "Well, maybe some ... but I do like to think of it as making love," Mulder mentioned. "Yes, in some aspects. Anyway...bottom line...are we going to continue this?" "Only if you want to. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want, but I hope this wasn't just a good holiday pity party." "It's not." Scully sat up, alarmed at how this conversation was progressing. "I just mean...it's all new. And I think we should have some rules. You know...no sex at the office..." "Got it...rules..." he mumbled, clearly beginning to block out the rest of the conversation as he started kissing her belly and nudging his nose under her bra. "Mulder...I think were going to be okay," she smiled, realizing that it was love and nothing was going to change how they feel about each other. Even sex wasn't going to come between them...figuratively of course! The End. Feedback Please! racinflames24and48@yahoo.com