TITLE: Screensaver AUTHOR: A.K. Bowerman E-MAIL: juno_regina@hotmail.com DATE: 17 Jun 1998 RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: MSR KEYWORDS: Seduction, MSR SUMMARY: Mulder (lovingly) seduces Scully at work one day. DISCLAIMER: The X-Files and all related paraphernalia belong to Chris Carter/1013 Productions/FOX. I do not own Mulder or Scully, nor do I claim to. AUTHOR'S NOTES: started 16 Jun 1997, finished 17 Jun 1998; thanks to Steven. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I entered the office this morning to see Scully already hard at work on the paperwork for our most recent file. She appeared to be so lost in thought that she didn't hear me enter, so I quietly shut the door behind me and turned the lock. I sneaked up behind her while she was typing on our computer and wrapped my arms around the flat plane of her stomach as I kissed the back of her neck. I pulled her blouse out from the waistband of her pants and slipped one hand up under the silky material, tracing the outlines of her ribs. On my knees, my hands drifted upwards to find constrained breasts then slid behind her body to unhook the lacy black bra. Scully was rapidly losing interest in the casework. Finding her left nipple, I began to trace circles around the areola, gently brushing against the tip every now and then to the motions of my other hand. My left hand unbuttoned her tailored pants and gently probed under her silk panties. Finding wiry, curly hair, I paused to twirl a few around my index finger, then proceeded on to her soft skin and moist heat. She arches her head back, exposing the creamy flesh of her throat that I love so much. I have to taste it, and before I realise what I am doing I am kissing the smooth skin that lies before me. I trail kisses to her ears and nibble her earlobes, then place a gentle kiss on each of her closed eyelids. My fingertips begin to caress her gently, teasing away the tensions of the day and focusing her into the moment. After a few moments of skirting her sex, I let one finger slowly penetrate the swollen folds of skin. She lets out an incredible sigh of pure bliss. I wonder how I ever got so lucky as to have Dana Scully in my life. She lets out a quiet sigh as my finger slides into her, moving gently and searching for the most sensitive areas. A second finger follows the first and I use my thumb to begin massaging her clit. She shifts in her chair, moving her arms behind her to entangle them in my hair and opening her legs wider to my ministrations. My hands move in unison: one works above her waist and one below, gently bringing her to a strong and forceful climax. She cries my name, quietly, as she comes. After easing her down from the moment, I withdraw my hands from their now sweaty and wet destinations. She takes my fingers into her luscious mouth and sucks on them, an incredibly sensual act that makes me want to take her on the floor right now. But I resist the urge, for this is about her pleasure. I will have my turn later, I know. She slits her eyelids open, giving me a glimpse at her crystal blue irises. I replace my fingers with my lips, covering her swollen cherry lips as I kiss her passionately. I entwine my hands in her bright copper hair, holding her close. Finally, she pulls away, resting her chin on my shoulder and wrapping her arms around my neck. Suddenly, she laughs. "What?" I ask. "That." She tilts her head to the computer screen where my latest quote is scrolling across the screensaver: 'We that are true lovers run into strange capers.' -- Feedback can be sent to A.K. Bowerman at juno_regina@hotmail.com