Partners   
(NC17)
by Yonada
yonada@hotmail.com
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Spoilers:  Slight spoiler from Herrenvolk nothing major.

Disclaimers:  The characters and situations of the television program 
"The X Files" are the creations and property of Chris Carter, Fox Broadcasting,
and Ten-Thirteen Productions, and have been used without permission. No 
copyright infringement is intended.

Rating: NC17. That means sex between our two favorite characters.
Story MSR
Relationshipers warning:  Mulder and Scully romance

Summary: What happened after they left Mulder's mothers hospital room and Scully
takes Mulder home for the night.

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Partners   (NC17)
by Yonada

Interstate just outside Washington D.C.
October 3rd
7:30 p.m.

It was raining and cold; the perfect end to an incredibly long week.  The day 
had been even longer and it wasn't nearly as late as it seemed.  The drive back 
from the hospital was eternal. 

Scully was thinking how relieved she had been to see him walk down that hospital
corridor.  The smell of the gas, the way he looked.  She reached over and put 
her hand on his arm.  She couldn't seem to stop touching him.  There in the 
hospital or now in the car.  She had no idea what Skinner might think, but he'd
left them alone.  She had pulled him close and held him, had that been for him 
or for her?  She wasn't sure.  It had just felt good to touch him and know that 
he was back.  She knew he left her behind to keep her safe.  She also knew it 
wasn't because he thought her incapable. She had saved his butt as many times as
he had saved hers, maybe more.  God, they had killed for each other and she knew 
they would die for each other.  That's what partners did.  The concept of 
partners hadn't been as foreign to her as the concept of friend.  She didn't 
have very many close friends and the realization that Fox Mulder was not only 
her partner, but her friend had been a shock; she felt closer to him than anyone;
maybe it was just the nature of their work, it isolated them, who else would 
understand? Pulling herself out of her thoughts she glanced over at him.
"You doing okay?".

"Yeah."  He lied, giving her a weak tired smile.  

The miles rolled by and they were nearly to Scully's apartment.  He was thinking 
how glad he had been to see her when he walked into the hospital.  He knew his 
mother wasn't going to make it now and Scully was all he had left.  The only one 
who cared or understood and she was there waiting for him; taking care of him, 
holding him while he cried in her arms. 

Scully pulled up behind her building and parked.

"I thought you were taking me home."  he said, finally realizing where they were.

"I am home and so are you for tonight,  I don't want you to be by yourself.  
Come on in, you can get a shower and I'll find us something to eat."

"Shower?  Scully are you implying that you don't like my aftershave.

"You haven't shaved in days Mulder and the Super Unleaded cologne isn't all the
sales girl told you it would be."

"You mean it's not a lady killer?"

"Oh, I think it might kill something.  Come on."

With that they dived out of the car grabbing bags and making a run for the door.  
Scully dropped her bag and headed for the thermostat.
 
He looks more exhausted than I feel she thought watching him tense and relax his
shoulders and neck.  She could tell he was still freezing.  

"Go ahead and use the shower.  I'll fix something to eat... and make sure it's a
really hot shower; you need to warm up."

He headed down the hall.  His lack of response telling her how out of it he was.

The shower was hot and soothing, after a while the chill started to subside.  
He couldn't remember when he had last been warm.  He stood in the spray and 
thought how good it had felt to be held by Dana Scully. She had been with him 
through it all. Standing with him against the outside world even if she disagreed
in private.  She had taught him what the word partner meant and then the word 
friend.

Thirty minuets later a much warmer Mulder wondered toward the kitchen to find 
Scully. They didn't talk much while they ate.  The hot soup almost warmed him up.

"That was good.  Thanks."  He said, as he finished.

"I made some hot tea, go sit by the fire and have some while I clean up in here."

"You want help?" he offered.

"No, it won't take long. You go get warm."

He flopped on the couch and stared into the flames.  Realizing for the first time 
how many different sore stiff muscle the human body could contain. His back and
 neck were about to lock up on him.  He decided against turning when he heard 
Scully come into the room.

She stood watching him. She could tell he was still freezing and he looked so 
tired. He was moving his neck and shoulders around trying to get comfortable.  
He wrapped his hands around the cup and stared into it trying to absorb the 
warmth.

"You okay?"  she asked softly, knowing full well he would say yes and be lying.

He raised his head and met her gaze; his eyes reflected everything he was feeling.  
He attempted a smile, but didn't quite make it.
"No, but I will be .... eventually."  He finally sipped the tea.  
"This is good."  After a pause.  "What about you?  Okay?"

"Yeah... eventually.  How's your back?"  She knew he had hurt it, something about
being thrown into a truck, but he refused to admit it.  "And don't tell me you
don't hurt."

"It's fine, nothing that two days of  Massage Therapy and a good Chiropractor 
won't fix."  He shifted around trying to get comfortable. 
"You don't happen to have a Massage therapist or a Chiropractor do you?"  
his small attempt at humor.

"Sorry, just ran out, but I do have some Ibuprofen."  
She got up and went to the bathroom to get it for him.  Returning she stopped 
in the door and watched her partner.  He really needed a massage to loosen up 
his back before it got any worse.  She liked the idea of another excuse to touch 
him.  I'm a doctor, she told herself, he's my partner and my friend.  I can 
certainly do this without it being a big deal.  She handed him the Ibuprofen.

"Thanks."  

"Take off your shirt and lay down Mulder." She told him, walking around the couch.

He looked up at her, startled for a moment, not sure he had heard her right.
"Scully are you coming on to me?"  Not adding the, I hope, that came into his 
mind.

"Of course I am Mulder, I'm always trying to think of ways to make you take your 
clothes off.  You know that."  

He looked at her surprised, then smiled.
"You've been around me too long Scully.  I think I'm starting to rub off on you."

"I know Mulder, and it's not coming out in the wash anymore either."  She waited 
a breath and watched his reaction.  "Now are you going to lay down so I can work
on your back or do you just want to sit here and trade one liners all night?"
She was glad to see the humor.  Maybe he was coming out of it a little.

"Hmmm... tough choice."  He mumbled, he loved it when he could actually get her 
into a verbal match, she usually wouldn't because she considered it encouraging
him, but... she had just offer him a back rub.  The thought of her hands touching
him again, stop, it's Scully, she just means a back rub. Without further comment 
he did as directed and stood to remove his shirt.

She watched him wondering if this was a mistake.  As the shirt was tossed to the
side, she was reminded that he was a very attractive man, she could usually 
ignore her attraction to her partner, but right now it had become very difficult,
and for some reason it had also  become difficult to breathe.

He turned and looked at her.  Trying not to think.
"Where do you want me?"  He asked,  his voice level no hidden meanings anywhere.
He didn't dare, not the way his mind was running.

"What?"  She said absently, and after a pause of just looking at him, "By the 
fire place; so you can stay warm."

"Okay"  he grabbed a pillow off the couch and laid down on the floor.  His back
reminding him why they were doing this.

She stood for a moment looking down at him. Steadying herself.  She didn't want
to make a fool of herself over this.  She moved to kneel next to him.  Starting
at his neck; slowly working her fingers over the knotted muscles.  

Her touch felt wonderful; a low moan escaped his throat.  Her fingers burned a 
trail of fire over his skin.  

She was surprised, had he just moaned? It was probably just from the soar muscles,
she told herself, as she worked her way down to his shoulders.  This wasn't 
working she couldn't reach both shoulders kneeling beside him like she was.

"Mulder, I think I've felt rocks with more give that these muscles.  Next time, 
don't tell me you didn't hurt yourself when you did."  This said to cover her 
nervousness as she  shifted to straddled his hips.

His eyes flew open at the new body contact and she felt him tense for a moment 
then relax again.

"Mmmmm Hmmmm," was his only response.  Your hands feel good could have been the
translation.  He was trying not to think about how good she felt sitting on him,
damn it, this was Scully, he had to stop finding her touch so erotic; the 
reaction it was having on certain parts of  his body was becoming very 
embarrassing.

She worked down his back, her fingers slowly moving down his spine, feeling some 
of the tension relaxing, working some of  the muscles loose.  She ran her hands
palms down, up down his back; the movement causing her hips to rock against his.
Her weight pressing him down into the floor; the motion making him harder.  

Another low moan came from the back of his throat as he tried to keep his hips 
still, not wanting her to realize how turned on he was.  What she was doing felt 
so wonderful he didn't want her to stop.

She worked her hands down either side of his back enjoying being able to touch 
him and have a reason for it.  The motion rocked her hips against his. She could 
feel his hips moving beneath her, couldn't she? No, it had to be her imagination.
Embarrassed by  what she was feeling, she shifted  and moved off of him; causing 
a moan of protest from Mulder, who was afraid she was stopping. She moved down, 
past his hips and down his legs, her fingers worked on his thighs and calves, 
soothing the stiffened muscles and sending Mulder to heaven with her touch.  She 
ran her hands up his legs in long smooth strokes, then not thinking before she 
spoke, "Turn over," surprised at how heavy her voice sounded.

Mulder laid there not moving; she wanted him to turn over.  He didn't dare.  
The husky sound of her voice.  No, he couldn't turn over.

"Mulder turn over.  I can't finish if you don't turn over."  
She kneeled over his legs, waiting, wondering if he would or not and how dangerous
it was going to be if he did. Why had she told him to turn over?

He slowly turned, a soft sigh of resignation at his obvious condition, keeping 
his eyes closed.

Nervous, she didn't look up at him; she started by rubbing his feet, then working 
her way up his legs.  She hadn't thought that he might be as turned on as she was, 
but the bulge in his sweats... her eyes snapped up to meet his and she gasped at 
the hunger she saw there.  She should back off, and stop this before it went any 
farther, but that wasn't possible. She held his gazed and slid up; her hips 
coming to rest over his.  She could feel him pressing up against her.  He gasped 
at the sudden contact.  She moved her hands up his chest to his shoulders and back.  
She ran her hands over his body.  Their eyes locked. She massaged his shoulders 
then down his chest; fingers trailing over his stomach and back up, this time her 
palms grazed over his nipples.  He gasped and arched up against her, his hips 
pressing into hers.  She gasped in return.  She couldn't believe this was 
happening.  She was really doing this with Mulder. She teased his nipples with 
her finger tips.

He looked up into her eyes, now deep blue with desire.  He couldn't believe this 
was Scully.  No longer able to just lay there and let her touch him, he moved his 
hands up her legs then back over her bottom.  

"Scully,"  he whispered harshly.  He moved slowly enjoying touching her. Up her
legs and back down, in long sensuous strokes, her breathing became rapid and 
uneven.  Moving back around to her front he let his thumbs slid together between
her legs. Pressing in and stroking the sensitive area.  She gasped and moaned a 
little at the touch.  How long had she dreamed of this, of his touch.  He slid 
his hands up her back and sat up to face her.  Their eyes still locked, he ran a 
hand over her face pushing her hair back out of the way.  They moved slowly 
together until their lips touched for the first time.  Hesitant, knowing they 
should stop.  They were headed places they shouldn't go.  He ran his tongue over 
her lips and she opened them to him.  He slid his tongue into her mouth for that 
first gentle exploration.  Her tongue met his and the kiss was no longer gentle.  
He pulled her fiercely against him, his mouth covering hers, his tongue deeply 
exploring every corner of her mouth, then sucking her tongue back into his mouth.  
The kiss was deep and claiming leaving no doubt of what either one wanted.  He 
needed comfort and she wanted to give it.  She knew in that moment whatever 
comfort he needed, she was willing to give.  She loved this man more than life,
and if he wanted her she was his. He had brought her through death and back to 
life.

He was a little stunned, he was actually kissing Scully; she was his partner and 
they shouldn't be doing this, but right now she was a completely desirable woman
as well, and if she wanted him he was hers, body and soul.  He felt like he had 
lost himself to her years ago and was just now being found, here in her arms.  
He had come back from his journey through death to be with her.  Now finally 
after what had been way too long they were able to find peace and comfort in 
each others arms.

Breathless they pulled from the kiss.

He held her face in his hands running his fingers back through her hair.
"Scully?" he whispered, his eyes searching hers, looking for some signal to stop 
and finding none. "I...god you are so beautiful, I..."  he couldn't find words to 
say what he wanted to say; to ask the only question that seemed important at the 
moment.

She looked into his eyes, her lips slightly parted, she couldn't find words to 
answer.  She couldn't speak, her tongue didn't want to work.  She pulled slightly 
away from him to unbutton her blouse, sliding it off her shoulders. She reached
to the front to unfasten her bra, but his hands stopped hers, loosening the 
clasp he pushed the straps off her shoulders and let it fall behind her, pulling
her against him to, feel her cool skin against his.

"I can't believe this is happening." She whispered, holding him close.

"Scully...make love to me Scully ..."  his breath hot in her ear.

"Yes..."

His mouth descended over hers again and he fell back pulling her on top of him.  
His mind whirled, he was holding Scully and they were going to make love.  
After all this time and all his dreams of it, they were together.  He rolled over 
so that they were on their sides and reached for the button on her pants, 
unbuttoning it and sliding the zipper down.  Her hands  moved over his back and
one trailed down to stroke him through the fabric of his sweats, feeling how hard
he was.  He gasped at her touch and she smiled.  He slid one hand down inside her 
pants and under the silky fabric of her panties; his fingers slid to her warm wet 
center.  She sucked her breathe in sharply and moved against his hand.  He let 
her go and moved away from her a little.  She tried to pull him back thinking he 
that he might have come to his senses and was stopping.

"Mulder?"  she questioned.

"Shhh..."  he slid her pants and underwear down and off; removing the rest of 
his clothing before pulling her back against him.  He kissed her deeply, his 
hands resuming their exploration of her body.  She ran her hands down his back
enjoying the feel of his skin.  His lips trailed fire on her neck; finding the 
spots that made her gasp and shiver.  He teased a nipple with his tongue, sucking 
it into his warm mouth; pinching the other one between his thumb and fingers.  
He moved lower kissing and licking his way down to her warm sensitive center.  
His hands gently parted her legs, opening her to him.  He lowered his mouth to 
taste her for the first time.  His tongue found that tender bundle of nerves; 
his lips closed around it as he pushed two exploring fingers deep into her, 
finding the other pleasure spot and pressing on it.

"Oh God Mulder."  She gasped, arching up against him as his fingers slid inside
her.  She couldn't believe what he was doing to her.  He had just started to 
touch her and she was on the edge of an orgasm.  His fingers moved against her 
a little more and she was lost.  She screamed and came hard against his hand.  
After a few moments when she could focus again, she looked at him and smiled. 
"Wow ...."

"Wow?"  he smiled down at her, "do you know your beautiful when you come?"

"I am?"  Was this Mulder?  All this time all those fantasies...he was.. he knew
 exactly how to touch her.

"Yeah, you are."  He kissed her gently, his eyes full of love and passion.  She
could still see the heat of his desire burning in them. 

"Turn over." She said, pushing him so he was under her. She kissed him, her 
tongue exploring his mouth and lips.  She broke the kiss and whispered, 
"Now it's my turn to watch you."

Her tongue trailed down his throat; her lips stopped and lingered at his nipples 
before continuing their descent.

"Scully you don't have to..."

"I don't have to ... I want to."
She lowered her mouth over him, swirling her tongue around the tip.  Her hands 
stroking him, she sucked and licked learning the taste and feel of him.

His mind spun, her warm mouth and her lips. He was really lying here and, his 
partner and best friend was doing things to him that he had rarely dared dream 
of.  The sensation was incredible; he was close to the edge, but he wasn't ready 
to go there yet.

She watched him knowing he was close, and then he was pulling her away.

"Scully, stop, please.  I want to be in you.  I want the first time to be with 
you."

She moved up and kissed him, then looking into his eyes she raised up and slowly 
lowered herself over him.  Feeling him slide into her, feeling her body respond 
as he filled her completely.

He held his breath as she took him inside.  He didn't think he had ever seen 
anything quite as erotic as watching his hard member slowly disappear into her 
warm soft body.  This was Scully, his partner, accepting him into her body.  
He looked back up at her and they watched each other as their bodies started to
move together.  She braced her hands on his shoulders as their hips started to 
move.   He reached up to tease her nipples then pulled her down into a kiss. 
She slid against him as he thrust up into her.  Their movements becoming more 
frantic as their passion grew; meeting each other thrust after hard thrust, until
they screamed together in a shattering climax.  

Regaining her breath she raised up and looked into his eyes.  This was Mulder, 
her partner she was lying on; their bodies still joined.  He looked up at her 
and smiled; she kissed him gently.

"I love you Mulder." She whispered softly.

"Fox," he responded.

"What?" she was confused.

"Call me Fox."

"I thought you didn't even let your parents call you Fox." She reminded him.

"I didn't, but I'm closer to you," then after a pause,  "say it again."

"I love you, Fox." 

"I love you too Dana."

"God Mulder ...Fox, what are we going to do."

"We could do it again." He suggested helpfully.

"That's not what I meant..." she stared, thinking that he was joking then she 
realized she could feel him getting hard again.  Her world shifted around her 
and she was suddenly beneath him.  He covered her mouth with his as his hands 
stared to move over her body.  He pulled all the way out and then entered her 
again, over and over; almost all the way out and then back deeply into her.

"Does this feel good Dana?"  he asked his voice deep and soft. 
"Do you like it like this?  Deep and hard.... tell me how you like it."

He drove into her again and again.

"Yes ...Mulder ...Fox you feel ... this feels so good."  Her voice was a 
breathless whisper.

"I love you Scully." 

He pulled back a little and shifted her legs up toward her shoulders changing 
the angle of his entry.  Thrusting deep and hard until she screamed as he hit 
that certain spot inside her.  He felt her contract around him sending him 
spinning with her into another intense orgasm.

This time as they recovered, he rolled off of her and pulled her into his arms, 
holding her close.

"I don't know where we go from here Dana.  I only know that you are the most 
important part of my life  I can't imagine going on with any of this without you.
I think of this, as making us partners in one more way."

"I love you too Mulder ...Fox... " she smiled, "I'll get used to that I promise 
I will."

"You better.  You know what Scully ... Dana.  I think I'm finally warm."  
He smiled at her.

"Oh I think your much more that warm Fox.."  she responded 
seductively.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah.  You know I do have a bed."

"Really? Scully are you propositioning me?" he teased gently.

"Of course I am," she joked back.

"I think I should remind that I'm your partner." His voice very serious, 
but his eyes burned into hers with unspoken passion.

"Yes you are, now let's go to bed Mulder."

"I thought you would never ask. Scully."

He stood, pulling her up and they headed down the hall.

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