TITLE: Merged 1/1 AUTHOR: Natalie O'Brien E-MAIL: obriens@mulberry.com RATING: NC-17 July 7th, 1997 You asked so nicely Dee, so here it is ;D ****** *Disclaimer: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully and the X-Files (all encompassing) belong to Chris Carter, Ten Thirteen Productions and the Fox Broadcasting Corporation. No serious infringements are intended. If you wish to reprint this story, please be sure that the author's name and email address are attached as well as this disclaimer. Same goes for archiving. *Warning: This story is erotica. For that reason it carries a SEXUAL CONTENT warning. If this isn't your style(or if MSR isn't your style) this is the time to check out. This is dedicated to one of my best cyber-friends(and daughter ) Teresa Horne, for archiving all my stories at http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/2054/natalie.html (Nothing like a little self promoting, right? ). Thanks Tee . Oh, and there's also a little tribute to her smut 'Framed Emotions'. If you haven't read it, you should ;) And of course thanks *always* go to my wonderful editor, Ra "That's not the only thing getting harder" Enright . On with the story.. ;) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scully sighed as she stretched out her much-abused arms as she leaned her head back against her couch. All night paperwork sessions were not her idea of a good time. She was so tired... She looked over to the man next to her, still busily tapping away at the computer. His hair was slightly mussed, a result of running a hand through it every time he got frustrated. Which, she knew, was a lot. His tie had long ago came off and the first three buttons of his dress shirt were undone. Her eyes feasted on the revealed skin. His eyes were shadowed; she was unable to see them under the glasses he wore. It was amazing really, what those glasses did to him. They made him look exactly like a young University professor the kind she had always secretly lusted over by always thought out of her reach. Her eyes traced lower down the silhouette of his body in the dim light. Scully felt herself become mesmerized by Mulder's thighs. She had always loved men's legs. The taunt muscles she could see underneath the dress pants teased at her, making her want to.... Okay, maybe tired wasn't the right word. Maybe horny is the right word, she thought to herself. Oh, and what to do about that... Her lips curved into a little half smile. Mulder typed on, seemingly oblivious to the close scrutiny he was receiving from the woman beside him. Scully moved very quietly, not wanting to disturb him. Not just yet anyway. Silently, she ran one neatly manicured nail on Mulder's thigh, starting at the knee, softly caressing till right before his hip. Mulder looked up. His eyes were still hidden by the glare of her lamp against his glasses, so she could only guess at what he was feeling. Eyes had always been the window to the soul with Mulder. She just tried to look innocent as he examined her. Finally he went back to his work, the typing a little slower this time. Scully went back to *her* work. Just as lightly she stroked his leg, on each trip she would move her trailing fingers a little closer to his inner thigh. Mulder continued to work, attempting to seem unaffected but Scully could see the way he bit his lip everytime she got close to his cock. She smiled, the smile of a woman well pleased with the world. She began to vary the pressure of her stoke, one minute just a whisper of a touch, the next a warm heated hand, coming closer, always closer to where she wanted to be. Mulder was trying to work, but it was getting harder for him. He keep on shifting, trying to communicate with unconscious body movement exactly where he wanted her hands to be. Scully feared for her laptop. But still he typed. Scully's hand was touching his inner thigh only now. As she felt up and down with her seeking hand, the backs of her fingers brushed Mulder growing erection. She heard his sharp intake of breath. But she kept her eyes trained on her hand and is movements. His legs were falling further and further apart. Scully wanted to be on his legs, to feel his erection against her even through there clothes. But everything worth having was worth waiting for. And *this* was worth it. Scully abandoned Mulder's leg, now stroking his erection with fairy like touches, just barely there. But the reaction it produced in him was violent. He thrusted into her hand, trying to increase the pressure. Scully grabbed her laptop with her other hand, ignoring Mulder for a minute. This was fun but not the price of a laptop fun. Idly she glanced at what Mulder had been typing while she attempted to seduce him. "riuutyreiufmkdfhreiutu uirety cjvhkfckhjgieu5pq[prldi6954 dffugtuy45986745 fugy485967ydkrgjfd;aporiq43 /zzv.dti5 orirygjd; dktiu trtn t;b mcnvgksjfkdfjesoireqwp gyiuer nbcn vdcffutyer dljvz;wpeoiwrr " She burst out laughing. Mulder grinned, sharing her mirth. Then he grabbed her, pulling her on top of him. She tried to reposition herself against his erection but nothing was close enough. She held on to his shoulders, trying to encourage him to lie on her. Mulder smiled but didn't not follow her unspoken instructions. He went to remove his glasses. Scully frowned. "Do you *really* have to take those off....?" Mulder nodded seriously, but the expression was marred by the way his eyes danced. "We've done that before, Scully. I fog up so much I can't even see! This time they come off." Scully sighed, a little sadly, as Mulder placed the glasses back in their case, but she was willing to concede the point. With that, Mulder laid her back against the couch, placing himself on top of her. As her head bumped the end Scully reminded herself to buy a bigger couch. Maybe a leather one, she thought as she remembered all the fun she had on Mulder's.... Oh, God, he was kissing her neck now. Delightful shivers ran up her spine. Scully shifted her hips so that Mulder's erection pressed against her pleasure point even through their clothes. She moaned. Mulder smiled as he rocked into her. Pressing himself against her body, increasing the sensations. "Does that feel good, Scully?" He asked and he rubbed himself against her even harder. She sighed. "Yes..." She replied, wrapping her legs around his hips. She felt like she could come just from this, in fact she had come from something like this before. But Mulder wasn't anywhere close to where she was. She would have to change that. She pushed him back so he fell to the opposite end of the couch. She was on top now. She went to work on his pants, thanking God that his dress pants were so much easier to get off then his button fly jeans. "You know, Mulder, this would be so much easier if you didn't wear clothes." Mulder laughed. "What? You want me to walk around naked all day?" Scully licked her lips, momentarily distracted by the thought... She shook her head. "Well, you should at least wear things that are a little more easy access." She grinned at him, kissing the tip of his nose as she pulled his pants down. Scully felt warmth fill her as she looked at Mulder erection clothed in his black silk boxers. She had to find out where he got those and get him more.... She lifted herself up from his body, removing her own work pants. Then settled herself back against him. The only thing separating them now was their underwear. They sighed in unison as she pressed herself harder against him, rocking, causing the delicious type of friction between their bodies that threatened to steal all thought. Mulder tugged Scully's shirt off over her head. He placed his hands on her shoulder blades, pulling her down against him so he could bury his face between her breasts. Scully sighed at the sensation of his hot breath against her breasts. She reached behind her to unhook her bra, eager for Mulder's mouth against her naked chest. Mulder lifted his head from her breasts for a minute to allow Scully to remove the material. He brought his hands to cup her, lightly pinching the puckered nipple. Scully sighed and pressed herself down against his body. He ran his tongue around one nipple, the blew on it, watching as it became even tighter and more erect. "Please, Mulder..." How could he refuse such a request? Lightly he sucked on the hard nipple, barely keeping back his own moans as she moved against him, shameless in her pleasure. He loved that Scully could be this way with him, unhibited in a way he doubted anyone had seen her but him. He wanted to be inside of her now, that was the only time he felt complete. He let go of her nipple. "Did you know, Scully," He said, inbetween groans. "That some people believe that the world started with a certain amount of souls? And as more people entered the world, the souls had to split?" "Mulder..." She moaned. "That's impossible." "But doesn't it feel true, Scully? You know when you met someone and you feel so close to them? Like kindred spirits." Mulder slipped his hands underneath Scully's underwear, touching the ultra-sensitive skin just above her curls. All she could do was moan and give him a vague nod in response. "Like they were a part of you that you never knew you were missing till you meet them..." Mulder had pulled down her underwear, causing her to shiver as his hands touched her thighs. He pushed her on her back gently as she fought to get rid of his boxers as well. Finally they were both naked, Mulder positioned himself just above Scully. Only their feet were touching. Scully moaned at the absence of the warm body that had kept away the cold that now tightened her nipples even more. Mulder paused, his cock just a breath away from being inside of her. "That how I feel with you Scully." He whispered, his eyes serious below the cover of arousal. "I feel like your the other piece of my soul.. The piece I didn't know I was missing till I had it." He slowly pushed inside of her, letting out a low moan as she covered him. "I feel complete when I'm inside you, Scully. Like my missing half has been merged with me again." He was beyond words now as she moved against him. He thrusted into her, deep, always wanting to be as close as he could be to this woman, the other half of his soul. She was close to the edge, he could feel her muscles get ready for her release. He looked into her eyes, wanting to see how beautiful she always looked when she orgasmed. Tears were escaping from her closed lids. "Scully?" He asked, immediately stopping all movement. She grabbed his ass, squeezing slightly, trying to reassure him. "Mulder, I'm fine..." She smiled through her tears. "It's just.." She let out a soft sigh as he restarted his movements. "Sometimes I think you don't have a romantic bone in your body and then you go say something like that... You sure know how to get to a girl." "Just cause I'm not the flowers and dancing kinda guy Scully, doesn't mean I don't love you..." She smiled, kissing his lips lightly as she tightened her legs around him. "I know that." He smiled back at her. Scully never ceased to amaze him. She made him happier then anyone else ever had in his whole life. He wanted to make her that happy. He nuzzled her cheek, inhaling her as he did. "Come for me, Scully." He whispered as he moved one hand downwards, toward her pleasure centre. Lightly he touched her clit, delighting in the moans that fell from her lips. He thrust harder and faster as her legs, hands and sighs encouraged him. She was close, oh so close. Her inner muscles tightened around him. "Oh God..." He moaned. the pleasure overloading him. His hand and hips moved faster and faster till he could feel Scully come under him, around him. He groaned. Pleasure shouldn't be this intense. He let go... He came down off his high, as Scully stroked his slightly wet hair from where it fell on his forehead. "How do you feel?" She asked. He grinned at her. "Couldn't be better. Except..." He trailed off. She arched an eyebrow at him with a slight smile. "Yes?" "I'm a little bit hungry..." Her eyes widened. "You have got to be kidding." "For food, Scully. Some people and their dirty minds..." He shook his head grinning. He got up from the couch and pulled her up with him. They walked hand in hand to the kitchen. THE END So.. whatcha think?? I would love comments, and as always I promise to reply. Oh, and BTW Lee Ann, the ending was for you . Thanks for reading, Natalie O'Brien *Proud Member of the United Association of Procrastinators! 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