Title: The Midnight Sinderella Series Pt 4  "What Mulder Likes"
Author: AllthingsX
Rating: NC17 of course
Archive:Anywhere-just let me knowJ
Keywords: Ummm, smut and, that's about it
Summary: Picking up after part 3-Rush Hour- we find Mulder and Scully enjoying
some quiet time in Scully's apartment,er-bedroom. This more of a seduction type
encounter-drawing out the fun just a bitJ

Apartment of Dana Scully- late evening-..


	Scully could not get the events of the day out of her mind. She
and Mulder had chanced being caught on several occasions at the office-
something they would have never risked in the earliest stages of their
new-found intimacy. Both knew how important it was to keep what was
happening in their personal lives away and separate from the bureau. What
they had done during the meetings had completely blown any limits they had
previously drawn as far as the "no sex at the office" pact. She would have
to nip this one in the bud. Oh, how she loved to nip Mulder when-.. "Okay,
bad direction of thought when you are trying to gather logic in your head
in an attempt to resist sex with Fox Mulder any time, any place." She
smiled as the words echoed inside here head.

	She lay in her bedroom, watching the shadows dance across the
opposite wall like spindly phantom legs moving in an ancient rhythm. The
light from the street outside was filtered and splayed by the drawn but
yet unclosed blinds.  She drew the covers closer to her chin and closed
her eyes as she recalled, in full technicolor imagery, the feel of
Mulder's mouth on her body as she gripped the edge of the desk in an
attempt to subdue the primal scream his ministrations induced in her. 

	She began to squirm a bit as she pressed her legs together,
noticing the warm moisture that had begun to build at the mere thought of
his tongue sweeping up and down her center. Squeezing her thighs together,
she heard herself moan in remembrance. "Oh Jesus, Dana, get a grip. It was
just oral sex-," she thought to herself. Then her body smacked her brain
into reality-"Like HELL it was JUST oral sex. Nothing with Mulder was JUST
anything." She had just begun to let herself drift into the land of nod as
she heard a 'click' as a key turned in her front door. 

	A smile made its way across her face as she realized he had
decided to come over after all. They had spoken earlier, after he dropped
her off at her building and after the dizzying car ride home. He had
reluctantly resisted her invitation to join her for the rest of the
afternoon and evening to continue their trend of "one for me, one for you"
they had begun at work. He explained that he had some business to attend
to with the Gunmen, and he may be late that night getting done. With a
disappointed smile of understanding, she leaned across the seat to give
him a simple kiss 'goodbye', and they had nearly risked a ticket for
public fornication right there in front of her apartment building. 


	Breathless, Mulder had pulled back with his hands on her shoulders
to keep some distance between the two of them. He was breathing hard and
she was flushed from their efforts. To say that they were aroused was the
understatement of the day. With a concurrent nod, she opened the door and
stepped onto the curb. They both knew that if he walked her to her door,
he would never see the Boys tonight. She could feel his eyes on her until
she disappeared through the door. He had promised he would call her later,
no matter what time it was when he got home. She had offered for him to
come to her place when he was finished with his urgent business, and he
told her he would think about it if it wasn't awfully late. 

	A clatter from the kitchen brought her back to the present, and
she knew that Mulder was rambling in the dark so as not to wake her. He
was always considerate this way, but she did not let him know that the
mere presence of him so close by always woke her before she ever heard a
sound he made. It was a mystery to her, but somehow by instinct alone, she
always knew when he was nearby. Even when she was sleeping, she never
failed to sense that he was there. "Scary, Dana." She said the words
softly so she could listen to him in the other room. 

	She realized with a start that her reverie had deprived her of the
sense that Mulder was no longer in the kitchen. She felt, more than heard,
his footsteps in the hallway. Quickly, she closed her eyes and feigned
sleep as she heard him make his way to the door of her bedroom. By the
silence, she could tell he was watching her again. He had told her in the
beginning how watching her sleep was one of his favorite pass-times. He
had revealed that he had begun to study her in that way early in their
partnership, and had grown to read her dreams as if they were his own from
time to time. He also said that now, watching her sleep after they made
love made him feel closer to her than he ever thought possible.  Whether
it had been early on while on a stakeout late at night with her head
resting on his shoulder, or more recently as they lay intertwined together
after making love with the warmth of her flushed cheek resting on the
heated flesh of his chest- he had never felt closer to another human
being. 

  He had said the knowledge that someone, she, would trust him enough to
relinquish her body and then her soul as she slept was overwhelming for
him. He had said he was intimidated by the depth of the feelings he had
for her. His need to protect her and keep her safe was foremost on his
mind every waking moment, and in his sleep he would reach out to find her
and pull her close to feel her not only beside him, but inside him as
well. She felt the slight sting of thankful tears behind her closed eyes.
With Mulder coming closer, the hair on the back of her neck tickled her
senses-.It was about to start again. 
                             
                              ******


"Scully-..Scully-" she heard his words as a mere whisper and she felt his
finger come to move a stray lock of hair from her face. The tickle ran the
length of her spine, causing her to shiver slightly. To cover this action,
she shifted a bit and opened her eyes half way to meet his gaze. 

"Mmm-.What time is it?" she asked in a sleepy voice. 

"It's almost 11:30. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." 

"Yes you did," she smiled back. "How are the Boys?" 

"They're fine. Frohike was a little upset that I didn't bring you along so
he could ogle. His hand came to rest atop hers lying on her belly.  I
couldn't tell him that I can not allow ogling any more." He smiled warmly
at her and her heart did a tiny flip-flop. 

She realized that long before they had made love for the first time, she
had become his, and she liked being able to say that she belonged to
someone. That she was "taken". She had not even looked at another man in
that way for a very long time. And she realized that she had not missed a
thing by keeping her thoughts exclusive to Mulder. In fact, if the female
population only knew--She smiled back up at him as a familiar warmth
pooled in her belly. This was going to be a long night-At least she hoped
so. 


Mulder settled on the bed next to her, close enough for his stomach to
brush against her side. She pushed the covers down and to the side in
invitation for him to join her, but he just stared at her. 

"I missed you," was all he said. His eyes swam with a pent up passion that
had been building since the kiss earlier that afternoon. His hand left its
place on his side, and moved to gently graze her skin, beginning at her
knee and ending up at her belly button. He drew lazy circles around it,
calling forth tiny goose bumps across her stomach. He smiled at her as she
closed her eyes at the sensation. He loved being able to reduce such a
woman to nothing but sighs and moans with his name dribbling from her
lips. 

He leaned over and touched his lips to her collar bone, exposed by the
drape of her pajama top. She was wearing the dark green ones, his
favorite. He moved his hand up her torso, taking care to miss her breast
on his way to her neck where he tucked his fingers beneath the curtain of
auburn hair to trace her jaw with his thumb. 

Simply looking at her would be enough for him-he could stare at her for a
thousand years and never tire of the goddess his eyes brought into focus.
He could feel her soft body against the length of his own, and longed to
be closer to her, mesh with her every pore. He settled instead for draping
one leg possessively over her thighs as his mouth descended on her closed
eyelids. They fluttered with the sudden contact, but she kept them closed.
He was glad- he wanted to talk to her while she was still in the comfort
of her own darkness. 

******


Scully felt his lips like velvet on a warm sun-soaked sash.  She could
feel her body responding to his touch just as it always had. She had no
control once he began his journey of seduction on her flesh-she was lost
in him as always. His lips left her face and she opened her eyes for a
moment to seek an answer to why he had stopped his actions. She was met by
a smoldering laser stare flaming from his eyes. She began to move to bring
herself closer to him when she was suddenly stopped by his hands on her
shoulders. She furrowed her brow in confusion, then all was explained as
he began to speak to her in a voice she heard only when they were together
like this-in their most intimate moments. 

******

 
In silent communication, they removed the clothing that deprived them of
the warmth of each other's bodies, stealing soft kisses along the way, and
she lay back against the pillows as he moved so that he was propped on one
elbow at her side, his other hand disappointedly resting on his hip. 

"It's your turn, remember?." He asked only one question ,and studied her
face to see if she understood. He was quickly rewarded with a gentle smile
and a soft sigh that whispered across his fingers which he had now placed
over her lips to prevent her speaking. He did not want to break the spell
he had begun to cast over the moment. She seemed to understand his
intentions, so began the slow seduction of this woman beside him. This
pillar of strength he had come to rely on being his rock in many
instances, only to finally discover that he had become her rock as well.
They used each other to keep the forces of life at bay, and their bond had
been forged forever the first time they had joined their bodies as well as
their hearts-previously in a friendship that was stronger than any bond of
matrimony he had ever witnessed.

"I want to do something for you tonight Scully-.." It was a statement as
well as a promise, and he felt her shiver lightly as his words sunk in. 

Without warning, Mulder moved so that he was straddling her hips, his own
need now becoming very evident as he settled above her. He placed his
hands on the mattress on either side of her head, then slid his legs down
the outside of hers as he brought himself to rest atop her. He leaned in
for another kiss, this one deep and slow, as his fingertips started at
here shoulders and made an enticing journey down the length of her arms.
He pulled away with a light suction noise as he lifted his head to look at
her, her chest rising and falling in rapid time with her breathing. He
felt her hands come up and around to grasp him at the small of his back,
kneading the taught muscles there. 

"Ah, ah. None of that tonight." He lightly scolded her as he shifted the
weight to his knees and removed her hands to replace them above her head
on the pillow. She looked confused at his actions, and he reassured her
with a quick kiss to the tip of her nose. He then rolled off her,
eliciting a sigh of disappointment from her lips. 

He did not give her time to worry, however, as he began his quest to find
everything in his power to make this woman scream his name as she writhed
at the pleasure he would bring her tonight. "Close your eyes Scully-" It
was soft, seductive. Dangerous. He felt another tiny tremor pass through
her body, continuing into his own. 


******

Scully could feel herself losing control of conscious thought and reason.
With Mulder touching her, caressing her, doing things to her with his
body, she could not summon one solitary constructive thought to the
forefront. And she didn't much care. All she knew was that the most
incredible man in the world was making love to her in every way
possible-his mind and his body striving with every fiber to bring her
pleasure and find her release before his own.  God, how she loved him.
Just as another thought sprung into focus, Mulder moved his nose past her
ear, nuzzling her hairline just below and behind the tender skin of her
earlobe. She heard herself moan as his teeth nipped lightly before he
pulled back slightly and began to speak in that voice-.. "I asked you
earlier if you knew what I liked-.Now I am going to show you--" 



Mulder felt her body relax as he began. 

Title:Midnight Sinderella series PT 4 (2/2) What Mulder Likes
Author: AllthingsX

	"Sculleeee-."

	She felt his breath warm on her skin as he buried his nose in her
hair, whispering to her as he moved. "I like the way your hair dances
around your face when the wind blows- the copper sets off a flash of fire
against your skin." He took in the fragrance of her shampoo as his fingers
tangled in the auburn tresses. 

	"I like the way you wrinkle your forehead as you wait for me to
answer a question, or when you are trying not to cry." He kissed her in
the center of her brow, his lips lingering for just a moment. 

	" I like the arch of your eyebrow when you send me a silent
warning when I step over the line sometimes." He took her sculpted brow
between his teeth and his tongue flicked it lightly. She moved beneath
him. 

	" I like the way your eyes light up, even for a second, as I walk
into a room- and the way they blaze sapphire when you're holding something
inside." He kissed her lashes, feeling them flutter beneath his lips. She
let out a sensual breath as he adorned both eyes with this action. 

	"I like the way your nostrils flare ever so slightly when I do
something against what your beliefs allow you to follow, and when you're
angry at me for pursuing another "incredible" lead against your advice."
He kissed the bridge of her nose, ending his attention to it with a
whisper-soft nip at the tip. A subtle intake of her breath ensured him
that this was working. 

	"I like to see the muscles in your jaw clench every time Skinner
gives us an assignment that you think is a waste of our time and talent."
His tongue slid from between his lips and began to trace the delicate
curve of her jaw. A low moan was his reward. 

	"I like the way your skin flushes when I refer, in code, to what
we do for each other that no one else sees." He kissed each of her cheeks
in turn, feeling her swallow hard as his mouth hovered over her, his
breath warm and teasing against the pink hue of her skin. 

	"Sculleeee-." He whispered her name again, and she nearly came
unglued.  Something about the way it sounded rolling off his lips when he
was aroused just did something to her. She felt the warmth between her
thighs arise anew. 

	"I like..I love the shape of your mouth, so perfect and full." He
slipped the tip of his finger into his mouth to dampen it, and then traced
her lips as she let escape a sound from deep inside her body. He had been
careful not to touch her, but it was becoming difficult to maintain this
control. " I like to see your lips change to a deep crimson as you respond
to my kiss, and the way your tongue feels as it slides against mine." He
leaned in and brushed her mouth with his own, leaving her seeking more
contact as he pulled away in a torturous manner. He waited only a brief
moment before giving her what she wanted. 

	He closed his mouth over hers, opening his lips and searching her
entrance with his tongue. He felt her lips part as a guttural moan
vibrated from deep in her chest. She sucked his tongue between her teeth,
holding him in place as she assaulted his mouth. Her tongue became
desperate in her efforts to move deeper into the kiss, her hands now
clenched, but remaining where he asked her to leave them on the pillow.
With wet suction and barely restrained passion, they remained locked
together this way for several moments, drinking from one another as if the
other was the only source of life on earth. 

	He held her face between his hands for an instant, then pulled
away from the kiss, leaving them both gasping and breathing heavily. His
eyes once again swam with something unidentifiable and reckless. It turned
her arousal up a notch to see him this way. The warmth she felt at her
core had grown to obvious arousal as her center became wet with the
evidence of her state of readiness. 

	Under labored breath, he continued and moved so that he was a bit
further down her body. The heat of their skin touching sent a volt of
electricity through his veins, nearly causing a short-circuit of sorts as
he felt his own need growing by the second. 

	He focussed once more on the task at hand, as Scully was nearly
whimpering with desire. Following a feather light touch with his
fingertips, "I like the way your chin quivers just before you cry, and the
way it gets these little lines when you laugh out loud." He smiled at the
memory of her blinding smile.  It was one of the many things he loved
about her. The smile was infectious, and he could not help but return the
gesture every time she chose to bath him in the radiance it shone. He was
truly a lucky man. He kissed her chin with an open-mouthed caress,
noticing that this caused her to grip the material covering the pillow
above her head.

	"I like the way your neck curves as I touch you, and the movement
of your throat as you swallow hard, your breath becoming shaky as we start
to make love." His tongue was again active, moving from the base of her
neck to the juncture of her earlobe and jaw. She bit down on her lower
lip, succeeding in stifling another moan as his mouth left liquid fire
along its path. He felt her stir beneath his body. The taste of her was
intoxicating, and he was drunk from the simple essence of her aura. 

	As Scully lay trying to keep her wanting in check, Mulder moved
again, this time to straddle her body once more. His erect cock now leapt
to her attention, not because she could see it-her eyes were still tightly
closed. More so she could feel his arousal extending out over her body and
the heavy tip rested contentedly on her stomach.

	Mulder sat for a moment just taking the sight before him-Dana
Skully, completely naked, moving and moaning beneath him- her body
caressed not only by his hands and eyes, but also by the soft light from
the bedside lamp. Her reaction to his touch was worth every bit of waiting
for his own release-this was for her tonight. 

	His hands wandered to her shoulders as he bent over her. He slid
them inward to the base of her neck, continuing down her body until he
cupped her breasts over her already taught nipples. They were tight and
deep cherry-red, reacting even more to his physical touch. He began a
slow, sensual massage of the firm mounds of flesh beneath his palms. She
again bit her lip, and did not attempt this time to squelch the groan of
raw pleasure that coursed through her body, bubbling up her torso,
squeezing through her throat, and escaping her mouth in the form of his
name-. "Mulderrrrrrr--" 

	"I like the way your breasts feel against my skin as you pull
yourself close to me, your nipples brushing over my skin. I can feel that,
Scully." He leaned forward, removing his hands as she let out a gasp of
frustration, but her eyes never opened. He quickly justified the momentary
loss of contact by replacing his hand with his mouth, taking the rosy tip
of one breast into his mouth, suckling her and earning a very noticeable
shudder from his partner. 

He nipped her gently, her body jerking under him, and he lavished the same
attention on her other breast, finding matching responses to the first. He
heard an audible whimper as he let go of her nipple and raised himself up,
albeit reluctantly. Scully aroused was something he could revel in for the
rest of his life, and having her breasts in his mouth and hands was high
on the list of ways to get her to and keep her at such a state. She had,
on occasion, even been driven to orgasm at the attention he payed to her
breasts with his talented tongue. He took great satisfaction in the fact
that she had admitted that no other man she had ever been with had been
able to cause such a reaction. 

	He again shifted to move down her body. At this position, he felt
a surge of heat pass through his body, as he caught the scent of her
arousal. A completely feminine, musky aroma. A completely Scully aroma. He
had come to recognize the signs at twenty paces, and now he was down to
less than half of one. The oral seduction continued-. 

	"I like the way your stomach curves and and sets off the shape of
your body.  You're so beautiful, Scully." His fingers splayed, he moved
his hands over her torso, squeezing lightly as he reached her sides. He
bent again to bath her skin with his tongue, leaving yet more trails of
liquid heat. "I like the way you taste, and I want to know everything
about your body, every detail." His tongue moved in and out of his mouth
as he finished by finding her belly button, plunging his tongue inside,
causing her to gasp and arch into his mouth. 

	Mulder looked up to find Scully with an intense grimace on her
face, eyes remaining closed as he had requested. She now had a death grip
on the poor pillow cushioning her head. Tiny beads of sweat had broken out
over her face and body, and she positively glistened in the soft amber
light of the room. 

	He now moved to the end of the bed, pulling her down so that her
legs were bent at the knee and her feet were planted at the mattress's
edge. He grinned as he watched her trying to hide her anticipation of his
next move. She held her knees together, in what was perhaps a flash of
modesty, but her inhibitions vanished as he placed his palms on her knees
and slowly parted her thighs, thus revealing her true state of arousal.
Mulder did not think he had ever seen her so wet. The auburn curls nestled
between her legs glistened with the warmth that was now flowing from her
body, causing his now very erect cock to twitch in realization. He was
determined not to rush this, and started his journey again. 

	"I like the feel of your skin as I move my hand over your muscles
to pull you to me." He kissed the outside of first one thigh, moved is
mouth to her navel, and then to the other side. Scully was nearing the
edge at an alarming pace.  "Mulderrr-.." He heard her whisper his name
again, this time with a dose of pleading urgence in her tone. 

	His assault went on- "I like the way your legs feel as you tighten
them around me in the heat of passion, pulling your body closer to mine.
He kissed down the length of one leg, then back up the other, becoming
lost in the cries of desire pouring from her lips. 

	He saw that she was nearly suffering with need, and he decided it
was time to speed things up a bit. Inhaling deeply, he took in her essence
once more before he moved to cover now slick center with his mouth. He
felt a violent tremble pass through her as she felt the contact of his
tongue against her swollen flesh. He began his final assault on her body,
bringing her to the brink several times before letting her fall. 

	He felt her need as well as heard it in the pleas her throat
ground out. He loved the sound of Scully at the height of arousal, about
to lose her body to the pleasure he gave her at every opportunity. She now
screamed his name, loud and low. The tone of her voice at this point
always encouraged him to move with more intent. She was nearly begging him
now, her pleasure almost painful. 

	In a mad dash for the finish line, Mulder found her pulsing clit
and sucked it between his lips, moving one slender finder to her opening
and burying it within the pink folds. His hand soon shone with the flow
from her body, and he felt her begin to tense. He withdrew his finger,
taking a split second to run it across his lips just before he returned
his mouth to her clit, throbbing with the need for release. 

	Again, she begged him to end her misery, knowing that she was
often overcome by the intensity of her orgasms. His tongue moved in rapid
fire circles over and around the tiny, tight nub. This action never failed
to take her over, tumbling into oblivion as her body shook and she
screamed his name as she rode the tidal wave and then endured the
aftershocks in the cage of his arms. He felt her body stiffen, and his
tongue made one last hard pass over her, and it was all over-.. 

	She clenched her eyes, gripped the sheets at her sides now, no
longer able to keep her hands above her head. Her entire body performed a
simultaneous contraction, struggling to hold on to consciousness as the
residual ripples of her climax jittered through her system. Once again
Mulder had taken her into his embrace to hold her to him as she came back
to earth. 


	He heard her voice, weak but clear, "Mulderrr..I can't..I-Oh
God-." 

	"I know Scully, I know." He tightened his grip on her now sated
body.  There was no room for casual banter right now-he knew when she was
to overcome by her body's reaction to joke of snide in any way. The jokes
could wait for later, when they compared battle scars and devised a plan
on how to hide them from their co-workers the next day. 


END of Pt 4 Well?? Still going well? Let me know at:  AllthingsX@aol.com
  
I promise part 5 will NOT be so long in coming! No pun intentede-Heehee


Angie

"Talking about love is like Dancing About Architecture."-Angelina Jolie