Title: When the Pawn Series: I Know    
Author: Nialani    
Feedback: Most wanted
Classification: MSR
Rating:NC-17
Spoilers: If you didn't see the season premiere shame on you!          
Archive: Anywhere just keep my name on it          
Disclaimer: I made this! CC: NO! I made this! Okay Chris you win! Don't sue! 
Lyrics by Fiona Apple "I know" On her New Album: "When The Pawn"     
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While you try to find the lines to speak your mind
And pry it open, hoping for an encore
And if it gets too late, for me to wait
For you to find you love me, and tell me so
It's ok, don't need to say it.
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3:00am
Georgetown

It began with a look.

We had just returned home from a particularly hard case in the Midwest. It 
was late when our plane landed. It was even later when Mulder dropped me 
home. He shut off the car and got out. He went to my side and opened the door 
for me. As I got out of the car I realized he was helping take my bags 
upstairs and I smiled. He was always such a gentleman. 

We rode the elevator up to my apartment in silence. I knew he had to be as 
tired as I was. He was the one doing most of the running around on this case. 
While I completed autopsy after autopsy. Even on the last day Mulder was up 
at the crack of dawn. Not that I believe that he got any sleep during the 
nights. He rarely slept during a cases. I'd here him pacing back and forth in 
his room and it'll usually lull me to sleep, but not lately. Not since his 
illness.

I believed I was aware of him before. I thought, Yes, he's handsome and 
smart, ...nice butt. I know I love him. I've known for a long time, but ever 
since I almost lost him that feeling has grown almost too strong for me to 
contain.  Sometimes, when we are alone like right now I just want to kiss 
him. That's all it would take, you know, that's it. But I'm a coward when it 
comes to loving him. 

He was so close. Just two feet away. I could smell his aftershave. I could 
smell the coffee and sunflower seeds he ate on the plane, on his breath. I 
could smell him--his manliness. All I want to do is corner him in this 
elevator press the emergency stop and make love to him. And for some reason 
tonight, I couldn't find a single reason why I shouldn't.

We stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hall. We stopped in front 
of my apartment and I fetched my keys out of my coat pocket. I opened the 
door and turned on the lights. He placed my luggage on the floor and closed 
the door behind him. He turned to me.

Wordlessly, I looked at him.
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"God, the way she looked at me," I thought as she took off her trench coat 
and walked towards me. And it wasn't her usual walk, mind you. Noooo, there 
was definitely a seductive sway in those hips. A sway that I would have 
probably brushed off as fatigue if she wasn't looking at me like I was prey. 
Not that I minded. God, do I want to be Scully prey.

I've manage to avoid her this whole case. I guess that's probably why it got 
solved so fast. I totally submerge myself in the case. I only talked to her 
when I found a lead or when she found new evidence or when she just cornered 
me and I couldn't bolt. I wanted her. I've wanted her for years, but now it 
was getting out of hand. Now while we were on a case, I was contemplating 
going in her hotel room and doing un-partnerly things to her.  Ever since I 
almost died she's been the only thing I've been thinking of.

She grabbed my tie which hung loosely around my neck and took it off. She 
played with it in her hands. Then looked down at it. I'm so aware of her--all 
of her. She was only a foot away and I could smell the lavender shampoo in 
her hair and the strawberry scented lotion she wore on her hands. I could 
smell the ginger ale she drank on the plane and the sweet pastry she ate in 
the car. I could smell her, underneath all the layers of clothes I could 
smell her.

I decided to breach the gap between us and wrap my arms around her shoulders 
and she rest her head against my chest. My heart is racing. I'm about three 
seconds away from hyperventilating. She broke away from me and for a brief 
moment I thought what did was devastatingly wrong. Until she looked up at me.

*I love you* she said with those beautiful eyes and I smiled, relieved.

"I know, Scully." I whisper kissing the top of her head. She hugged me tight. 
We weren't running away this time and hopefully nothing will stop this from 
happening. I run my fingers under her collar and she laughs.

"No bees." She giggles into my chest.

"Scully, I-I..." I begin and she stops me, placing her hands on my face. Her 
thumbs on my lips like the time she did the day she told me Diana was dead.

"I know Mulder." She said running her fingers over my bottom lip. "I've 
always known." 

She kissed me
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I kissed him.

I felt like a thirsty man just out of the desert. Finally drinking from a 
cold fountain after a thousand mirages. My tongue explored his mouth lips 
teeth. He groaned and the sound sent shivers through me. He grabbed my hands 
and entwined his long fingers with my own. He broke away from me and I 
whimpered at the lost. I searched his eyes for why he had stopped us. I saw 
love and apprehension in those hazel eyes.

"Scully--" he began, "I want you...this...us. I want it more than anything 
but-," I silenced him with my mouth, briefly.

"I've waited for this for seven years, Mulder." I said squeezing his hands 
gently. "I want you. And I will fight whoever there is who would stand in our 
way. Rather it's the bureau or a flukeman" I pulled my hands from his and 
removed his coat, his holster, and unbuttoned his shirt. 

Apprehension still lied in his eyes. I didn't know what else to say.

"I don't want to lose you." He whispered. "I couldn't take it if I lost you."
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"I don't want to lose you," I managed to get out, "I couldn't take it if I 
lost you."  That was the truth I'd probably die if she was taken from me.

It was so hard for me to express myself. I wanted to tell her that I'd fight 
for her -- for us. How I'm willing to take on the world.  And that there was 
no going back on this, after tonight I could never--ever -- let her go.    

She smiled at me again. And I realize I must look like a dufus, standing in 
front of her staring off into space. She pulled my shirt over my shoulders 
and arms. Reaching down she unbuttoned the cuffs before yanking it to the 
floor. 

"I know, Mulder. I know that we can't take this back. It'll mean too much to 
the both of us to forget this never happened. I know things will change, both 
personally and professionally between us, but it's time. I-" her voice broke, 
"I can't go through almost losing you, again. without telling you and  
showing you how much you mean to me. I'm not running from this. I'm not 
ignoring this. Damn it, Mulder...Fox ... this is going to happen."

I was speechless. She knew. Yet she wasn't going to run like Diana did. She 
was staying with me. Fear left me and was replaced by love and lust. I lost 
it. I grabbed her face and kissed her with all the repressed passion I had 
for her for the last 7 years.

She shuddered.
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My knees buckled.

We slid bonelessly to the floor. His hands ran through my hair and down back. 
Up my thigh. He helped me remove my jacket and holster. He unbuttoned my 
shirt. He kissed my neck and clavicle. And I lost it. I laughed. Then he 
laughed.

"You're doing wonders for my ego here." He chuckled.

"No, it's not you," I gasped.

He smirked, " What? Did you just realize we have the sex lives of Vulcans." I 
cracked up again and he smiled. " I love hearing you laugh." 

"I love you." I placed my hand on his cheek and her sucked my palm. I was 
shocked that that simple action sent bolt of pleasure to my groin. My shirt 
finally came off and he stared at my chest. I felt a little apprehensive. My 
boobs were never ever big. I was flat chested all through high school. Halter 
tops fell to my waist when I put them on. 

He reached behind me and expertly unhooked my bra. He gently took it off with 
his fingers through the straps. My nipples hardened at their own accord. God, 
what this man does to me, I think, and he's not even started.

"God, how do you do that?" I think out loud.

"It's not me. It's us. Our bodies are rejoicing." He says and I'm glad ego 
boy didn't come out and say something lame like "I just have that kinda of 
touch" or something. I was about to say something seductively witty when he 
abruptly stood up and then picked me up off the floor.

He carried me to the bedroom and laid me down on the bed. We began to make 
out like we were seventeen. Groping and fondling each other, I kicked off my 
shoes and  he did the same.
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Just as I was going to return to nibbling on that spot on her neck right 
under her ear, that spot the makes her squirm and moan, she slid off of the 
bed and stood up. I rose up until I was sitting in the middle of the bed. She 
gestured for me to sit at the end of the bed. I followed her directions. She 
unzipped her skirt and it pooled on the floor at her feet. She turned around 
and picked it up giving me the full view of her black lace thong. I groaned 
and fell back on the bed. 

"A thong, Scully? All this time we've been working together, and you've been 
wearing that under your skirts?"

She laughed and straddled me. "Wanna help me remove it?" she whispered in my 
ear.
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"Wanna help me remove it?" I whispered in his ear. I ground myself against 
his groin. He was so hard and big. Boy, was he big. I didn't have to see it. 
I could feel it. He stilled my hips and flipped me on my back.

His fingers pulled at the sides of my panties and I lifted my hips to help 
him pull them down. When they reached my knees he stopped and placed a kiss 
on the very top of my cunt. I hissed, he smiled like a predator. He lifted my 
legs and finished removing my panties. He placed his hand on the back of my 
thighs and spread me open.

"You're beautiful, everywhere." He whispered. I felt tears form in my eyes 
but I pushed them away. He slipped a finger inside me and kissed my abdomen. 
My inner muscles clenched around his finger briefly in expectation. He 
groaned. He had to made of steel. I remember feeling his hardness against my 
belly when I hugged him in the living room. I decided to take pity on him. 
Well until he licked me right in between my folds.
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She growled, my Scully actually growled and her back arched. I licked her 
again and again, until her hands twisted in the bed clothes and a her hips 
moved in rhythm with my tongue. I pumped my finger into her and sucked on her 
clit. That was all it took. She was a screamer. I knew that waay before 
tonight. I remember hearing her in her hotel room one night.

She shivered and thrusted and thrusted in my mouth. "Shit ." She yelled and 
whimpered clutching my head to her center. My finger was being squeeze by her 
inner muscles and my dick was becoming insanely jealous. 

I thrusted my finger inside her letting her ride out the last of her orgasm 
and then I stood up. My pants felt like a vice. I unbuckled my belt and 
unzipped my pants. I took them off along with my black boxers.
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I stared. No actually I gawked. I thought he was big. Well, that was a big 
understatement. He was huge. Long and thick. I had to touch it. So I stood on 
shaky legs and walked to him. I knelt in front of him and he squeezed my 
shoulders as I grabbed him in my hand, stroking him. He swayed and I could 
have swore that I heard him whimpered. I placed my mouth just on the tip of 
him. My tongue swirled around it and he flinched.

"Stop." He asked. I ignored him I was enjoying this power I had. The power to 
make him squirm and cry out like, he made me do only minutes earlier.

"Scully, don't." He growled. I began to bob my head and down his cock and he 
grabbed my face and pushed it away.

"And why not sir?" I said with a smile, stroking him harder with my hand.

"Cause... I'm-- I'm," he took a minute to composed himself. That didn't work. 
He was sweaty and flushed and completely sexy. I was getting incredibly 
aroused again which surprised me. I'm not the multiorgasmic type of girl. 
Usually one good one like before is more than adequate. He sat on the bed and 
I moved with him between his legs.  "I don't wanna come in your mouth." He 
said in a rush.

"Why not?" I pout. 

"Because I wanna come inside you." He panted.

"Later." I said. Going down on him again. There were no more objections.
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I don't mean to sound like a pig, but if I knew that she had such a talented 
mouth and that she enjoyed giving head, which is obvious. I would've have 
never brushed off the hallway incident as a fluke.

God she was good. 

I grabbed the edge of the bed to prevent myself from doing something stupid 
like grabbing her head and fucking her mouth. She's deep throating me and I'm 
holding on despite the pleasure that was becoming pain. And I'm watching her. 
I never watch, but I couldn't take my eyes off this red headed goddess.
 
Her head is going up and down and her hand is following the path her mouth is 
taking. 

"Jesus." I groan I felt my balls tighten and my heart begin to race. My 
breath catches and I try to warn her that I'm was coming. 

She knew and smiled around my cock.  "Come baby." She whispered and then she 
continued to suck--hard.

I hissed and my hips jerked reflectively. I came in her mouth. 
Once...twice...a third time. And she swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed.

I fell back on the bed and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. She kept on 
until I reached up and grabbed her. I pulled her on top of me. When I was 
fully recovered I sighed and she rubbed my abdomen.

"Never in my thirty-eight years, Scully, have I had an orgasm like that. 
Never ever ever." I mumbled running my hands up and down her back.

She wore a self satisfied smile on her face. I grinned. 

"You're going asleep, before act two..." she sighed, but in happiness not 
disappointment.

"S'rry." I yawned and she kissed my chin.

"It's okay."

"Make," Yawn," up to you t'morrow" My eyes drifted close.

"I'll hold you to that." she laughed and pulled the covers over me.
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He slept and I knew it wouldn't be fitful tonight. We found peace tonight.

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The End, Next up: On the Bounds