TITLE: BED REST AUTHOR: SHERYL MARTIN E-MAIL: smartin@goodmedia.com Please Archive... grin... All Characters copyright of TenThirteen Productions and Chris Carter. No infringement intended on any part... go ahead, take me to court... I'm using the insanity defence... heh, heh, heh... Comments, complaints and just plain talk to sheryl_martin@goodmedia.com Summary: Mulder convinces Scully that inaction leads to action eventually... Spoilers: none... Rating: oh, let's see... smut, NC-17, MSR... smut, smut, smut... fluff... For Brandon who was depressed - and better as hell not be after reading this... xxxxxxxxxxxx The door opened into the drab hotel room admitting first Scully, who dropped her overnight bag at the side of the king-sized bed, then Mulder who shut the door quietly behind him and watched his partner flop face-first onto the mattress. "I am so tired..." The muffled sigh reached his ears as he took off his coat and draped it over the single chair. "Well, I didn't realise that it was that much walking..." He murmured, noticing that she had managed to both kick off her shoes and toss her jacket across the room without actually leaving the bed. "I know, Mulder..." The weary reply came. "But I ache all over. There is nothing on my body that doesn't ache at this moment." "Bet I can make you feel better." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mulder winked wantonly at her. Opening one eye, Scully snorted. "Not a chance, Mulder. I'm too tired to think about that, much less do anything." Feigning disappointment, he loosened his tie; stripping it out from under his collar. "Scully, we've been together for only a few weeks and you're turning me down already?" One eye swept over him, obviously enjoying the view. "I'm not saying no... just no right now." She winked. "Tell you what..." Slipping his shoes off, he stretched out on the bed alongside her. "What if I do all the work?" "You're that desperate Mulder?" "Not desperate." He leaned over, dropping a kiss into the auburn hair. "Just impatient and hopelessly horny around you." "I'm flattered. I think." The mumbled reply came. "But I'm not moving, so you better start checking out the movies on cable." His hand landed on her back; light circular motions sending a delicious shiver up her spine. "Just lie there and let me do all the work." "Can I quote you on that?" "Shush..." Putting one hand around her waist, he pulled the unresisting woman closer. "Just close your eyes and rest." "That's what I want..." She whispered as his hand rubbed along the waistband of her pants, slipping under to touch bare skin. "Hmm..." The seductive purr travelled through her body. "Nice..." "Yep." "Tell me you didn't just say 'yep', Mr. Oxford." "Shush..." Rolling his hand along her bare skin, he deftly began to work on the shirt buttons, wincing as his need exceeded his grasp. "Don't move." He warned; suddenly straddling her body, careful to not put his full weight on her. "Hmm.." She repeated. "You know, a girl could get used to this..." Lifting her midsection slightly, she felt both of Mulder's hands quickly open her blouse completely, then a fast side trip to unhook her bra. "You never told me you were good at undressing women." Scully mumbled, feeling the cool air on her bare skin as Mulder stripped her shirt and bra from her body; tossing the offending articles of clothing to the floor. "I won't tell you what I practised on." The resulting giggle rocked him back and forth for a minute, during which he unbuttoned and removed his own shirt. "Now, about those sore muscles..." His warm hands wandered up and down her spine, pressing and touching in just the right spots to relieve the worst of her pains. Pressing his lips to the back of her neck, he whispered hotly. "Hips up." She obeyed, tucking both hands under her head as she awaited him. Fumbling for only a second with the zipper, he managed to push both slacks and panties down to her knees before giving up. "Stay there." He muttered. Scully shivered as he moved off her, letting the cool air rush over the heated skin. Carefully he pulled the rest of her clothing off, pausing to finish stripping himself. "Mulder..." "Be back in a second..." She shut her eyes, feeling both tired and invigorated by the scenario. Suddenly his hands were on her, rubbing lotion chastely along her back as he stretched out beside her again. Shifting back and forth under his touch, she let out a deep sigh. "Nice?" "Stop and I'll shoot you." "Again." "Yes." A sudden intake of air as his hands moved down, swerving along one buttock before dipping down between her legs then back up again to cover the other cheek with the remains of the lotion. "Should I ask where you got that from?" "No." "It doesn't smell like anything." "Good. I'd hate to think I was making love to a strawberry." Her laugh sent a wave across her body, putting a wide smile on his face. Straddling her again he worked for a few minutes on her shoulders; hearing the contented sighs as the knots disappeared under his hands. Lifting himself slightly, Mulder ran his hands back along her bottom, paying special attention to her thighs as he sat back further on the bed. Suddenly he sprawled out atop her, his breath warm and fast in her ear. "Still tired?" "Maybe..." She looked at him through a tangled red curtain. "But I can be convinced... oh..." He hadn't waited for her to finish the sentence but had started to rub against her, his growing erection nestled against her bottom. Sliding back and forth, he lifted himself off her; balancing on his arms as he slowly pressed himself against her, pushing her hips down into the mattress. Then she was pushing back, arching against him as the delicious friction increased ; the heat spreading out from that one spot to cover her entire body in a thin sheen of sweat. Burying her face in her hands, Scully could only buck back against her partner as he increased the tempo; his breath now coming in sharp pants as he reacted to her, his eyes squeezed shut as one hand slid under her. Arching her hips, Scully let out a gasp as his hand slid down her stomach, seeking out its goal. Bucking back against him, she felt him slip down between her legs; easily sliding into her as his hand began to move back and forth, setting up an explosive rhythm. "Mulder..." Tossing her seat-soaked hair back with a whimper, she pushed back again and again, sliding first forward onto his hand then backwards, eagerly impaling herself on him as he began to increase the pace; his breath now coming in short illegible gulps. "Please..." The whimper slid out between her lips as she turned her head, meeting his lips as they crashed together again. "Please..." Unable to speak, he increased the pace, his hand pressing into her as his own demands began to overwhelm him. Suddenly her head snapped forward; buried in the pillow as she roared and then softly whimpered as he emptied himself into her, his own groans muffled as he pressed his mouth to her back. He felt her go limp under him, his hand trapped for a second under her before he gently pulled it free. Moving to one side to lie beside her on his stomach, he waited for the room to stop spinning before attempting conversation. "Nice?" "Nice..." The mumbled response came, her eyelids flickering as she licked her lips wearily. "Still too tired?" "Yah." She forced one eye open, smiling sleepily. "Wake me in the morning and we'll see if I'm less tired." Tucking one arm around her, Mulder chuckled as he reached for the blanket at the bottom of the bed. "It's a date then." Flicking the lights off with an outstretched hand above him, he curled around her. "After all, wouldn't want you to think that I'm desperate..." "Just horny..." Her chuckle echoed in the darkness. "And that's a problem?" "Not to me..." ****** the end... ;-)