Title: Right Now Author: SueBee E-mail: SueBeePhile@aol.com Rating: NC-17 Category: MSR Keywords: RST, Smut sequel Summary: Sequel to "So Right." Post-EP for H. A. D. It would be helpful to read that one first, but it is not completely necessary. Spoilers: Hollywood A.D. and up through season 7. Author's Note: NC-17 for consensual sexual situations. I could call it water ballet, but we all know it's just smut. Archive: Yes to Spooky's, Gossamer, and whoever wants it. If possible, drop me a line and let me know where it is going. Disclaimer: They're not mine. Dole out the money for the lawyers if you want, but I'm broke. Author's note: This one is for Cal, who wanted to see more out of that bath tub scene. Thanks again to the shippers for their support. Thank you to Rio and Von for their excellent beta services. Feedback: It makes my day! I print it out and keep it. ************************************************** The pull of sleep was overwhelmingly seductive. Mulder was in the blissful stage between real and surreal and he didn't mind hovering there a while. His senses were still acting and reacting, although his body felt heavy and peaceful. It was the peripheral awareness that he wanted to savor before drifting off completely. Running his tongue along the roof of his mouth, he realized that he could still taste her. He smiled a bit at the memory of imbibing in the salty sweet stickiness of her. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating and the taste of her body almost addictive. From now on, he would never be able to have enough. In the midst of this tranquility, he could hear the beating of his own heart and feel the pulse of blood rush through his body. He had never felt more alive than he did right now. Scully's sleep laden breathing traveled in slow puffs from her lips to the smooth warmth of his shoulder. That was the one stake in reality that he clung to vehemently. If he could still feel her next to him, then this wonderful evening wasn't all a dream. His hand lay on the bare curve of Scully's hip and he reflexively squeezed the soft flesh as an added assurance of her reality. "Mulder?" Her voice was low and thick, mingled with a light glaze of indulgence. "Hmmmm?" "Mulder, I'm hungry." Her hand trailed up his stomach and traced the line of his collar bone. "You're kidding?" He could feel her eyelashes brush against his skin as she blinked away sleep. "No, strawberries and popcorn were all I've eaten tonight. Our picnic was cut short, remember?" "Mmmmmm. Oh, yeah, carriage driver." Scully propped up on one elbow and looked at Mulder hopefully. "Why don't you order some dinner from room service while I draw a bath?" Mulder grumbled a bit as he shifted on his side. "Can't we take a nap first? I mean, I don't think I'm as young as we thought." He glanced up at her with hazel eyes under heavy lids. The candles scattered around the room had burned down to their bases but the dim light flickered enough to illuminate the angles and lines of his body. The sheet was tossed haphazardly over his hips but the shadows and light only accentuated what the thin linen tried to hide. Scully sat up and stretched languidly. The contentment on her face reminded him of a satisfied cat arcing her muscles in warm sunlight. "Well, Mulder, I'm still relatively young, and I need some food." Leaning down, she pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth and let the sheets slip away from her body as she eased off of the mattress. Taking a candle from the night stand, she moved away from him. He gazed at the beauty of her small nude form as she took a few steps toward the bathroom. She walked slowly, quite aware that she was being watched. Upon reaching the doorway, Scully placed her hand on the jamb and looked back at him. "Are you sure you would rather take a nap?" While nodding his head yes, he grinned as his voice belied him. "No." Her eyes glittered playfully. "Good. Order the most expensive and decadent thing on the menu because Skinner is still paying for this." She slipped into the bathroom and started running water into the tub. "Scully?" he called out to her. Poking her head out, she eyed him questioningly. "Yes, Mulder?" "Remind me to send him a thank you card. I really do believe I love that man." Arching an amused eyebrow, she went back in the other room. He heard her muffled voice request, "Please, don't forget the champagne." Glancing at the bathroom door, then back at the menu by the telephone, Mulder gave in, thinking that sleep was highly overrated anyway. He donned a courtesy robe and began blowing out candles around the room. After throwing the clothes from the floor to an adjacent chair, he felt he had done his part and made his way to the bathroom. His eyes slowly adjusted to the dim candle light. Mulder could barely make out Scully's red hair amidst the mass of fluffy bubbles inundating the tub. "Scully, you in there?" Laughing, she replied, "I'm sure you'll find me. Did you order the food?" He shook his head while he watched the mound of foam become even larger as more water rushed into the tub. "Oh, uh, no, not yet. I came in to see exactly what you wanted." With one wet, sudsy hand, Scully accepted the menu and mulled over her choices. "Let's see, more champagne, some cheese and crackers, the fruit plate, the deli tray, and some chocolate mousse for dessert. Oh, and whatever you want, if you're hungry too." Mulder stared at her in stunned amusement. "Forget to eat this week?" Slipping a knee out of the water, she parted the suds with just a hint of her thigh. Mulder was mesmerized by the action. "Sex makes me hungry. I can't help it. Just indulge me and I promise that I'll share." "Well, in that case, your wish is my command." Mulder placed the order, grinning as he requested the check be billed to the Bureau account. To his relief, the food came quickly. He was awake enough now to realize he was hungry too. He really hoped Scully was serious about sharing. Wheeling the tray to the door, he asked her to join him at the table. She sank further in the bath while her pretty polished toes emerged from the bubbles. "Let's eat Hollywood style. Join me in the tub?" "Oh, how quickly Tinseltown takes a hold of you," he joked as he poured the champagne and placed the tray on the floor. Her eyes never left him as he shed the robe and slipped into the foamy hot water with her. Easing into the bath, he brushed his hair roughened legs against the slick smoothness of hers. While Scully ate her meal and sipped her champagne, she just couldn't stop smiling. "You know, Mulder, I could get used to this." Finding her foot he kneaded a path along her instep in smooth sweeps. Scully's eyes closed as she gasped in surprise and relief. "God, that feels so good, Mulder." He continued his massage as he told her in a husky voice, "Just relax, Scully. I'm here to make you feel good." She had already given in as his fingers relieved the tension in first one foot and then the other. Her creamy leg had been lifted out of the water and Mulder enjoyed the view of the candlelight shimmering off of her bare, wet thigh. He needed to feel more of her under his hand, wanted to memorize every inch of her with his touch. Taking her hand, he gently pulled her in the water. "Come here, Scully." The water danced in miniature waves as he pulled her against him and then faced her the other way. Her head swayed back as his fingers found the muscles of her shoulders. He pushed and rubbed and circled his thumbs around her wet skin as she let out a low moan. "God, Mulder, where did you learn to do that?" Gliding his hand lower, he splayed his fingers down the tiny bumps of her spine. Her muscles were being soothed yet she could feel her body become undeniably aroused. Her breasts felt heavy as she ached to feel his hands on them. Her head rested on his shoulder as she unconsciously rubbed her hands along the frame of his thighs. He was encompassing her and she was sinking in willingly. Mulder kneaded his way to the dip of her belly. She gasped at the contact as he traced maddening patterns along her rib cage. Scully arched against him, needing more. Unable to stand the sweet torture, she placed her hands over his and pulled his fingers up to cup her breasts. He squeezed the pliant flesh as she moaned into the humid air. Her skin was slick and his hands slid over and around her as he massaged and pulled gently and rhythmically on her taut nipples. One hand cupped his neck as the other dug into his leg. His mouth found her neck as he sucked in tiny bites while he passionately tantalized her body with every squeeze of his palms and tug of his fingers. He released one breast only to move his hand under the water in a slick soapy trail. He ventured down her sternum, over her belly and into her center in one slow, deliberate movement. Her knees came up and parted as water and scented foam washed down her legs. His fingers seduced her as he rasped in her ear, "Is this what you want, Scully?" Almost soundlessly, she replied, "Yes." Circling the tender flesh in strokes that made her muscles hum, he continued, "You like this, don't you?" "Yes, oh, yes, Mulder, like that...ohhhhhhh." Her hips were out of the water in one splash as she was pulled on top of his thighs. She ground against him as his fingers prodded and pushed into her. She welcomed the wicked invasion as she pumped her hips into the air, meeting each thrust of his hand with a sweet, deep counter thrust. "Oh, God." She could feel the electricity build and suffuse through her body. He was thick and hard behind her, and the only thing she could think of was feeling him pound inside of her. "Mul...Mulder...I need..." His breath came in excited gasps as he glorified her with every swirl and push of his fingers. Panting with undeniable need, she felt the throbbing pull in a liquid rush from her stomach to her sex. "In me...need you...in...me." Scully fell forward until she was leaning on her knees grasping the edge of the tub. Mulder pushed onto his knees as well and rained wet kisses along the curve of her spine. The rough hair from his chest teased the sensitive skin of her back as he placed his larger hands on either side of hers on the tub. She could feel the hardened length of him slide between her thighs, slick and hot from the warm soap and water. His voice was tight as he whispered to her, "Tell me what you want Scully, and I'll give it to you." She bucked back against him as his hand found her breast again. "Give it to me, Mulder. Need you...in me... all of you." His hand dropped from her breast to the cradle of her hip as he pushed the tip of himself into her swollen entrance. The water splashed against them in warm foamy waves while she tried to sheath herself around him. "What do you want, Scully? Is this what you need?" With that, he thrust into her in one crashing movement. She gripped the tub harder as she welcomed the hot penetration of his body. Her walls expanded and welcomed him eagerly. "Yes...like that...more..." He pulled out and pushed in, pressing her against the smooth porcelain. She lowered her head and arched her back up to sweeten the angle. Mulder slammed deeper into her from behind as water cascaded out of the tub and onto the floor in a pulsating waterfall. He reached down and twirled his fingers around her bundle of sensitive flesh. Push. Pull. Stroke. Circle. The rhythm was maddening and she couldn't stop crying out in unison with Mulder's moans. The electric heat pulsed up her thighs and radiated in the place where they were joined. Her walls surged in pulses around him as she came in an intense stilling of the rest of her body. The sensation coursed down her frame until her toes curled. Mulder met her thrust for thrust until his climax came and he spent himself inside of her. He kissed the sweet spot between her neck and shoulder and released himself from her. His legs were shaky as he sat back in the shallow water. Scully turned around to find most of the water had splashed onto the floor. As she sat, she smiled at the mess they had made. He grinned back, completely satisfied with the flooded floor. "Mulder?" "Yeah, Scully?" "How about a shower next?" Rising up, he held his hand out to her, "That's not very Hollywood, Scully, but I think I like it." The End