TITLE: "Shut Up and..."1/1 NC-17 AUTHOR: Yonada EMAIL ADDRESS: yonada@hotmail.com RATING: NC-17 definitely DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Post or Archive wherever just keep my name with it. SPOILER WARNING: Slight reference to "Paper Hearts" CONTENT WARNING: Sex lovingly described between our two favorite characters. If you are under 18 don't read this. CLASSIFICATION: S, R, MSR SUMMARY: A warm fire. A chat between friends and Mulder discovers that the nick-name Spooky isn't that bad after all. LEGAL STUFF: The X-Files, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully belong to Chris Carter and 1013 Productions. I am only borrowing them for a little while. They'll be back by Sunday night I promise. NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: It has been a while since I got far enough with a story to post it. The whole Leonard Betts/Memento Mori thing was just depressing. I think I have recovered now so maybe I can finish the other stories I was working on and get them out too. Hope you like it. Yonada *************************************************** They sat silently, watching the fire. The soft glow from the fire place was the only light in the room. It had been a really nice quiet healing evening. The week had been long and stressful, actually covering almost a two week period of no rest and little sleep. Even after all that time together they still felt the need to be in each others company; so they had dinner and went back to Scully's for coffee. Coffee had turned into brandy and the fire place. With a contented sigh Scully shifted and turned onto her stomach still watching the flames and enjoying Mulder's company. His quiet strength seemed to fill the room and made her feel safe. Mulder sat next to her, watching the fire light reflecting off her hair and thought how beautiful she was. His partner, his best friend, his... his what? The question hung unanswered in his mind. Her shirt slid up a little above the line of her jeans the bear skin reminded him of the tattoo and that he could have lost her, because he hadn't been there for her. He closed his eyes and shuddered at the thought. He must have made some sound because she turned to look at him. "What?" she asked, questioning, trying to read his face. "What...?" he responded. His expression telling her nothing. "I thought you said something." "Nope, just watching the fire." "Oh," she laid back down facing the fire. He reached over and ran his hand down her back. She shuddered at his sudden touch. No longer surprised at how good it felt to have him touch her. His hand lingered at the bottom of her shirt. "Can I see it?" he asked, softly. All this time and he still hadn't seen her tattoo. He had seen the police report photos, but until now he had been afraid to... hadn't wanted to. It reminded him of things he didn't want to think about. But now... now it was time. She hesitated for a second. She was still slightly embarrassed by the whole thing. She wasn't sorry about the tattoo, but the rest of it... She nodded her okay. He watched, as she shifted around to loosen her pants and then she laid back down. "Go ahead." Her voice barley a whisper. Trying to keep his hand from shaking he gently moved her shirt up and realized he would have to move her pants down to see all of it. "Slide my pants down a little if you need to." Proud of herself that her voice had sounded so steady. He was anything but steady. He grabbed the waist band on either side and tugged down. He pulled a bit too hard and the pants slid nearly over her butt. "Mulder, what..." she gasped. "Sorry." He said a little too quickly. He was silent as he looked at the snake coiling around to devour itself. The colors were pretty, especially the red, then he remembered it was the red that had almost gotten her killed. He reached out and gently traced the outline with his fingers. She let her breath out sharply and closed her eyes at his touch. "Shhh." His hand slid over her back feeling the softness of her skin. "Why..." His voice was so soft she almost didn't hear him. "I don't know. I always thought it would be brave to get a tattoo, daring, but this was just impulsive. That's what appealed to me though. Good old predictable Scully doing something impulsive. I'm not..." "I meant him." He interrupted. "Was he an impulse too? Did I almost lose you because of an impulse?" She sat up to look at him, shocked at the anger in his voice and struck by the pain in his eyes. "Yeah... I guess you did." She answered. Then because he deserved more of an answer than that. "I was lonely Mulder. I can't remember when I felt so alone. I just wanted to be with somebody. To be held..." she gave a slight sardonic smile. "It all seems pretty stupid now." "I'll hold you Scully." He said softly, then he reached over and pulled her back against his chest warping his arms around her. "I'll hold you forever if you want me to." She was astonished buy his words, and she couldn't believe that he meant them the way they sounded. She thought of what Leonard Betts had said to her; forever might not be that far away. "Mulder..." She turned to look at him. "You don't need a stranger Scully ...and if you do I've got to be stranger than anybody you know." He said, giving her that sexy smile. The one that always worked. "That you are Spooky." She smiled back. They both laugh for a moment then the laughter faded as they realized how good it felt to hold each other to be this close. "Scully?" he murmured after a bit. When it felt like she had been too quiet. Her hand caressed the side of his face. "Mulder, there is something you should know about that night with Ed." He tensed, not sure he wanted to hear about her night with another man. "You don't have to tell me if you slept with him..." She silenced him with her fingers over his lips. "That's what I think you need to know. I did sleep with Ed. We had sex, and that's all it was. Just sex. We didn't make love. No feelings, no emotions, it felt like nothing. I wound up more empty and alone than when it started. I humm.... ended up sleeping on his couch." She paused for a moment as they both realized the irony of her on someone else's couch. "and then, in the morning.... well you know the rest." She hated the sad look in his eyes, hated being the cause of his pain. "Scully..." He started, not really knowing what he wanted to say. "I wished it was you." She whispered her eyes locking with his. "What?" Not sure he understood. "The whole time I was with him, I was wishing it was you. That it was you holding me and kissing me, if it had been you, we would have been making love and that's what I really want... what I really need." Watching his reaction she saw a change in his face, in his eyes, as he realized what she was telling him. "I wish it had been me too..." he whispered his voice tight. His hands moved up her back pulling her closer to him. "I still want it to be you." She moved closer. "What do you want?" He couldn't answer, he couldn't speak, he crushed her to him covering her mouth in a long deep kiss. Their tongues tangled and danced. They kissed until they had to breathe and broke apart gasping. His hands fumbled with her shirt. She tore his off over his head. They parted long enough to removed the rest of their clothing before moving back together. Finally the long awaited sensation of skin against skin. He pushed her over onto her back and started to explore her with his mouth. Starting at her shoulder he kissed and licked up her neck pausing to nibble at her earlobes; tracing the outline of her ear with his tongue. She moaned and arched up against him. Her hands were all over him. She wanted to feel as much of him as possible. Her fingers found his nipples and played with them. He moaned at her touch. He moved down to lavish attention on her breasts licking and suckling her nipples, attaching his mouth to one and his fingers to the other. She was so responsive to him. He wanted to touch her forever. She moaned and arched up against him. The sensations sending her higher. "Mulder I'm...going..." she screamed, lost in a flight of pleasure. He couldn't believe what had just happened she had come just from his mouth on her nipples. "God Scully." He looked down at her and then lowered his mouth to kiss her deeply. Taking him by surprise she rolled them over so that she was on top of him. Then she smiled down at him. "My god Spooky, what you do to me." She kissed him then and wanting more of him; she started to kiss and lick her way down his neck spending time at all the places that made him gasp and squirm. She paused at his nipples, then moved down his chest and stomach to settled between his legs. Her hands slid over him tracing the outline of his well muscled chest and legs. She kiss and licked everywhere finally lowering her mouth she traced the tip of his erection with her tongue. The touch was so light he wasn't sure it was there. His hips jerked up at the touch and she let him slid into her waiting mouth. In and back out. He moaned at the contact. His hips arched up to her again, sliding in and out. Then again and again, finally she stayed with him. Taking him in her warm, wet mouth, sliding up and down his length; her tongue tracing patterns over and around. She could hear him moaning and crying calling her name over and over. She reached down and took his balls in her hand to squeeze them lightly, just as he exploded in her mouth. She continued sucking and licking until he started to come back to himself. He reached to pull her up into another long kiss. When he could breath again he rolled her beneath him and smiled down at her. Her eyes were a deeper blue than he had ever seen before. He could get so lost in her eyes. God how he loved this woman and suddenly he realized that she didn't know that. "Scully ..." he paused, maybe this wasn't the right time what if she thought he was just saying it because the were in bed. Well he had to tell her anyway. "I don't want you to ... I mean. I don't say this to everybody....shit..." "I know Mulder," she interrupted him. "I love you too and no I don't think you're just saying that because we are in bed." She smiled up at him. Sometimes... "Wow and they call me Spooky." He kissed her softly. "I don't even know where to begin to tell you how much I love you Scully....Dana. I guess Dana would be better here huh?" "No, I think I like Scully better." "Really?" He was surprised. "It's what you always call me." She reached up running her hand over the side of his face and around to the back of his neck. "There are a lot of people that call me Dana. Scully's kind of like your own personal name for me." "I love you Scully." He whispered softly. "Always have, always will" The last said in his best attempt at a Scottish accent. "You've been watching "Braveheart" again." She smiled. "Well?" he asked. "It's getting better. Your sounding more like Mel Gibson all the time." She humored him. He had driven her crazy after they saw it the first time; trying to sound Scottish. The long car drives had started to become unbearable. "My accents getting better then." He sounded hopeful. "Well yeah, But, Mulder" she was having a hard time no laughing. Mel Gibson's from Australia." Then she did start laughing. "Oh that's really funny Scully go ahead laugh it up. Make fun of the man who just declared his undying love for you. Go ahead." He was trying to sound hurt but he was laughing too hard. "Maybe I need to do something to make you laugh." He threatened, shifting slightly to the side and off of her. "Yeah, like what?" she was still giggling. He loved the sound of her giggling all these years he had never heard her laugh like this. "Like..." he started. The next sound from her was a gasp when she felt his hand between her legs and his fingers slide inside her. "This." He finished. He moved his fingers in and out, exploring the soft moist folds; sliding over her clitoris. He smiled at her response. "Still want to laugh at my accent." He teased. "It's a fine accent" she gasped, as his fingers pushed deeper. He knew just where and how to touch her. "Best I've ever heard." "Tell me you love me." "I love you..." she started. "Spooky" she finished. Then She started to giggle again and before she realized what he was doing he slid out of her arms and down between her legs and covered her with his mouth. She gasped and arched up against him. Lost in the sensation of his touch. He moved his fingers around and found the spot that sent her flying and her covered her with his mouth. He kept her hovering there at the threshold of ecstasy almost over the edge and then he would slow down and pull her back. "Mulder please. I need... Please." She couldn't take the sensation any longer. He lifted his head and moved his fingers deeper his thumb covering her clitoris. "Scully come for me. I want see it happen. I want to feel it happen." She cried out and her muscles clamped down on his fingers and she arched up into his hand lost, flying, diving, screaming his name. "You're so beautiful...yes ... go with it... fly with it ... I love you." As she came back, he moved up to kiss her. She smiled up at him. "I love you too, Spooky." She pulled him down for a longer, deeper kiss. "You know I could learn to like that nick name. They way you say it it's sounds like a compliment." "Oh, but, it was... I think it's spooky the way you know exactly how to touch me." She paused for a moment. "I mean it. It's never been like this. I ..." she trailed off not sure how to finish and suddenly lost in the look he was giving her. She felt him against her leg hard and hot and ready. Wanting her. She moved her legs farther apart and shifted her hips to allow him access. He paused ready to enter her and looked down into her deep blue eyes. He was still having a hard time believing the she really wanted him. How had he gotten so lucky? "Scully ... ?" She could see the hesitation in his eyes. After all this he was still asking permission. She smiled up at him. "Shut up and fuck me Spooky." It didn't take more, at the word spooky, he slid all the way into her, filling her, causing them both to gasp at the way it felt. After all the time and all the wondering they were finally here. He tried to start slowly to make it last. He wanted to be the gentle considerate lover. He tried, but she would have none of that. She moved back against him, harder each time, pulling him deeper, encouraging him to more. "Don't be gentle now Mulder... make me scream again." "You are so incredible." He managed to somehow reply. He thrust into her, hard this time. She cried out some unintelligible sound. "Like this?" he asked, his voice tight with the strain. "Yes." She gasped. Another deep thrust. Another unintelligible sound. "You like it like this?" he whispered. "Yes." He shifted back and moved her legs up to allow him to go even deeper. "Mulder." She moaned. "Spooky." He corrected her. "I like it when you say it like that." "I love you Spooky. I love they way we feel...the way, you feel inside me." "Ohh ... Scully I don't think I can last much longer. This..." "Come for me Spooky" she whispered her voice deep and sexy. She was close herself. They way this man could play her body was amazing. "Come with me, come inside me. Make us one." "Scully..." he moaned. "Look at me ... I want to see you when it happens." Two more thrusts and he was gone, moaning her name as he lost himself deep inside her. Collapsing down into her arms. The look in his eyes as it happened and the feel of him sent her into her own release, holding him, pulling him as close as they could get. "Scully." he murmured softly. "Shh let's not talk right now. Let's just hold each other and feel safe for awhile." He shifted around and pulled her closer. She pulled the blankets over them and for awhile they were able to just be together. End 1/1 "Shut up and..." Yonada@hotmail.com ***************************************************** There we have it another mushy romance. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think.