Title: Truth or Dare Author: Amy McClure mulder89@hotmail.com Rating: NC-17 - graphic sexual content Keywords: Smut, smut, smut Archive: Anywhere is fine, just let me know so I can visit and gloat. ;) Feedback: Love it...need it...thrive on it...mulder89@hotmail.com Summary: Mulder and Scully are the most unconventional "couple" around. Why should their first sexual encounter be...well...conventional???? Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...yada yada yada. I'm not creative enough to make up my own characters, so I have to "borrow" from Chris Carter, Ten Thirteen Productions, David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson. WARNING: Explicit sexual content follows. If you are too young to read smut or do not like reading it, please use your e-mail's delete feature and move on to a cleaner fic... XXXXXXXXXXXX Marriott Hotel - Brookfield, Wisconsin Monday, June 28, 1999 - 7:00 p.m. Steam enshrouded every inch of the bathroom as he pulled the tattered shower curtain back. He pulled the towel from his waist and attempted to dry his hair with it. His thoughts were a million miles away from the mundane tasks he was attending to in his bathroom. Dry the hair, secure the towel around the waist, get the shaving cream out... "Shit!" Okay a sick wandering mind and a sharp razor apparently don't make a real good combination. He reached over to grab some toilet paper and attempted to stop the blood that was now gushing from his chin. He leaned in closer to the mirror and found his forward movement was stopped a little sooner than it should have been. The erection that had formed during his rather unprofessional thoughts wasn't going to let him lean any further against the sink. In one smooth movement, the towel found the floor and his right hand reached down and encircled his cock. He closed his eyes and let his fiery redhead overtake his every thought. His hand moved up and down his length - slowly and gently - up and down - a soft moan escaped his lips as she slid down his thighs and took his cock into her mouth. "Ahhh Scully..." He was careful to keep his voice low. God knows you could hear *everything* through these damn hotel walls. Not only that, he was pretty sure he'd left the adjoining door open just a crack. You never know when your partner may need some comforting in the middle of the night... "Ah shit Scully..." His head fell back and he licked his lips in anticipation of the orgasm that was about to overtake him. "Mulder?" "Scully...don't stop...God don't ever stop." "Mulder?!" He shook his head in an attempt to settle back into reality. "Yeah Scully?" "Are you almost finished?" "Yeah - just give me a second." Well this should be interesting. His cock was still twitching in anticipation and the rock-hardness of it wasn't going to go away anytime soon. "Hey Scully?" "Yes?" "Could you grab the shirt and sweatpants I left on the edge of the bed and bring them here please?" He carefully positioned himself just behind the bathroom door so she wouldn't see him standing at attention underneath the towel he had again wrapped around himself. As he heard her footsteps getting closer, he reached his hand around to the outside of the door. "Thanks." "No problem. Hurry up. I need to show you something." "Does it involve you covering yourself in whipped cream?" "In your dreams. Just come over to my room when you're done. I want to show you something *on television*." "Okay." Boy did she ever have perfect timing. Just five more seconds and he would have been spilling all over his hands and groaning her name - probably louder than he would have wanted to be. He pulled on his shirt and sweatpants and started thinking some unpleasant thoughts to get the swelling down in the crotch of his pants. That did it. He'd learned that trick from Andrew Dice Clay - it hadn't failed him yet. God knows he'd tested it on countless occasions. He quickly grabbed the towel to wipe off the beads of sweat that had formed on his brow and made his way over to Scully's room. "So what did you want to show me?" "I wanted to show you the weather report, but you missed it. What were you doing in there anyway?" "I was just trying to pretty myself up for you Scully." "Didn't quite finish the job did you?" Ha ha. "So what was so interesting about the weather report that you interrupted my beauty ritual?" "Fog." "Huh?" "Look out the window. The fog is so thick I can't even see our car that's parked right in front of it." Mulder pulled the curtain back to see that, for once, she was right. "I guess we won't be making that 9:00 flight huh?" "Doesn't look like it. Mitchell airport is completely shut down. Nothing coming or going, and the weather says it isn't going to get any better tonight." "What about O'Hare?" "Not that I would trust you driving to Chicago in fog like this, but I checked anyway - it's the same story down there. I booked us on an 8:00 flight out of here tomorrow morning - hopefully things will be better by then." "Did you call Skinner?" "Yeah. He wasn't too happy about it, but there's not much he can do." Mulder walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He patted the spot next to him and wiggled his eyebrows. "Room for one more." "Knock it off Mulder. I'm bored, but I'm not that bored." "Come on Scully. When are you going to resign yourself to the fact that you want me?" "If that ego of yours gets any bigger, they're going to have to knock out this wall for you to be able to fit through it." He chuckled and turned his head away from her to take one more look out the window. "Oh yeah. You want me." His head turned back toward her just in time to meet the pillow that she had flung at him. "Mmmmm...wanna have a pillow fight?" "No." "Wanna order some wine from room service?" "No." "Wanna get naked and watch a sappy romantic movie?" "Nope." "Wanna get naked and watch a porno flick? I can recommend some good ones." "Yeah I'm sure you could, but once again, no." "Well what do you want to do? I'm about out of ideas." "Oh that's surprising." "You're just a barrel of laughs tonight Scully." He stood up and went over to the window one last time - maybe the fog's lifted by now. Maybe not. "Oh, I've got it Scully." "What?" The hesitation in her voice was evident. "Truth or dare." "Excuse me?" "Yeah, come on. It'll be fun." "Mulder, truth or dare is a game that teenage girls play at slumber parties. It's been a long time since I've been to a slumber party." "Come on. Lighten up. Let's play. I'll even go first." "Mulder..." "Scully I'm going to hound you until one of two things happens. Either you agree to play with me or...well, you agree to *play* with me, if you know what I mean." "Damnit Mulder. Fine. Truth or dare." "Okay I'm going to start out easy here - Truth." "Hmmm..." "Ask me anything Scully. There's got to be something you've always wanted to ask me." "There are lots of things I've always wanted to ask you, but I'm scared to death of your response." "Come on - ask me something." "Okay, when you were younger, what did you see yourself doing when you grew up?" "Oh man Scully! You're supposed to ask *interesting* questions." "That IS an interesting question." "No it's not! That's boring! Ask me something...something, I don't know...juicy." "Juicy." "Yeah juicy. Ask me about wild things I've done, ask me about old girlfriends, stupid drunken stunts I've performed, ask me about....sex....or something like that anyway." "Fine. How old were you when you lost your virginity?" "Fireman." "What?!" "A fireman. That's what I wanted to be when I grew up. Not very original is it?" "That's not the question I just asked you." "Yeah but it was an 'interesting' answer, wasn't it?" "Not particularly." "Alright, alright, when did I lose my virginity? I was 18. Okay, my turn." "No way! I get to ask you something else." "Nu uh. I already answered TWO of your questions. Truth or dare." "Truth." "When was your first kiss?" "When I was fourteen." "Are you going to elaborate on that for me?" "No way. You didn't!" "Yeah, but I answered two separate questions!" "Truth or dare Mulder." "But..." "Quit whining. Truth or dare." "Truth." "Who did you lose your virginity to? I don't want just a name either - I want some details." "You know that means I get to ask you for details to." "Fine. Whatever. Details." "Her name was Sarah. I'd had a thing for her for about a year, but she was dating a friend of mine. We were at a party one night and Tim - her boyfriend - wasn't there. Let's just say a few beers later, we made our way up to one of the bedrooms." "You had sex with your friend's girlfriend?!" "Well...he wasn't my best friend." "Mulder!" "Hey, *she* hit on *me* - not the other way around!" "You men are all alike." "Yeah whatever. Truth or dare." "Truth." "Details." "What?" "Details about your first kiss." "Okay...I had just started sort of seeing this guy, Jim. My dad had just told us that we were going to be moving - yet again - and I had just told Jim a few hours before. I was sitting on a swing in the park and Jim came by and found me. We talked a little bit and then...he kissed me." "Awww that's so sweet." "Shut up! If you're going to make fun of me, I'm not going to play your stupid game!" "Okay, okay, sorry. Go on." "No that's all you get. Truth or dare." "Dare." "Feeling gutsy huh?" "The real question is do *you* feel gutsy enough to ask me to do something interesting?" Scully sat silently for a few moments - thinking intently as she stared at the beige carpet. "Stand on your head." "What?!" "You heard me." "I can't stand on my head. I never could." "Well you're gonna have to try. Your game, remember?" "Shit Scully. I'll get you for this." Mulder took a quick look around the room and decided he'd better try to brace himself up against the wall. He gave Scully a disgusted look and headed over to the wall by her bathroom...fewer things to fall against when he failed. He took a deep breath and got down on his hands and knees, facing the wall. He planted his head against the floor and attempted to bring his feet up over him. He failed miserably. Scully broke out into hysterics as he tumbled over to his right - taking the table and lamp along with him. "No really Scully, I'm fine. No cause for concern here." "I'm...uh...I'm sorry Mulder. Are you okay?" The words barely made it out between her giggles. He made his way back to his feet and flopped back down on the bed. "Truth or dare Scully." "Dare." "Take your shirt off." Oops. The look she was giving him let him know he'd crossed the line. "No." "Scully...that's the game. You have to do it." "And what if I don't?" "Then you have to submit to the other idea I told you about earlier." Her icy glare wasn't fading. "Come on Scully. It's nothing I haven't seen before." How that glare got even colder, he'd never know. "I mean...uh...I've seen...other women before. Not you." "Fine." She stood up and began unhooking the buttons on her white silk blouse. When the last button was undone, she paused and chanced a look over at him. "From the look on your face, you'd think you'd never seen a woman without a shirt before." A quick, witty comeback was in him somewhere, but damned if he could find it. She opened her shirt and let it slowly slide down onto the floor. "There. Happy?" "Mmmm hmmm." "Truth or dare Mulder." "Dare." "Okay. I *dare* you to go back to your room now - and stay there." "Not a chance in hell." "Does this mean I win?" "No. You can't dare me to quit the game." "Fine. Have it your way. Kiss me." "Wha?" "You heard me. Or are you too chicken?" "Ask and you shall receive Scully." His heart was desperately trying to beat its way out of his chest as he stood up. His knees almost gave way underneath him, and he had to reach over and grab the wall for support. "Legs working okay?" She giggled as he shakily made his way over to her. He took a seat next to her and put his left hand on the back of her neck. His fingers rubbed and touched playfully as his right hand made its way over to her chin. He looked deep into her eyes and leaned in toward her. A surge of electricity coarsed through every nerve in his body as his lips met hers. He brushed his lips softly against hers and then took her bottom lip in between his and sucked playfully as he pulled slightly away from her. She moaned her discouragement as the contact between them was broken. Her hand came up and ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him back to her. Their lips met again and she opened her mouth to allow his tongue to push and probe inside of her. His hands began to roam over her milky-white skin and came to rest on her breasts. Scully breathed in sharply and pulled away slightly. "Truth or dare Mulder?" "Dare,." he growled at her under his breath. "Take your shirt and sweatpants off." "Yes ma'am." He stood before her and pulled his shirt up over his head. He paused for a minute to let Scully's eyes roam over his bare shoulders and chest. Her gaze burned hot against his flesh as he reached down and hooked his thumbs in the elastic of his pants. He pulled them to the floor and stepped out of them completely. Scully's hand instinctively reached out toward the bulge she could see growing under his silk boxers. Mulder took a step back. "I didn't dare you to do that yet Scully." "Dare me then." "Nope. I've got something better in mind. Don't move." He left Scully shuddering on the bed and went back to his room. He searched frantically for his overnight bag and fumbled around until he found what he was looking for. "I knew this would come in handy sooner or later." He returned to her with a wicked grin on his face. One hand was carefully hidden behind his back. "What do you have there Mulder?" "My next dare to you." Scully's jaw dropped nearly to the floor as his secret dare was revealed to her. "Use this for me Scully. I want to watch you." Every fiber was trembling as she reached out and accepted the toy he had brought for her. "Mulder I'm afraid to even ask you why you just happened to have this with you." "Boy Scout motto Scully - always be prepared." "I thought you were an Indian Scout." "Yeah well, be prepared has a little different meaning in Indian Scouts." His eyes had melted into hot pools of desire and Scully found herself completely helpless against their pleading. She stood and unzipped the back of her skirt and let it fall to the floor in front of her. Her eyes never left his as she took her panties and slowly slid them down her legs. Mulder let out a low growl as her bra followed her panties to the floor. She turned and walked to the other side of the bed and leaned herself up against the pillows piled against the headboard. The vibrator began to whir as she spread her legs to completely reveal herself to him. Mulder pulled up a chair to the foot of the bed and leaned back, resting his feet on the comforter. "God you're perfect Scully." She flashed him a wicked smile as she reached down and parted herself with her fingers. The whirring vibrator made its way down to her center. Scully threw her head back and gasped as she began to rub it up and down both of her folds. A scream escaped her as the sensations found her sweet spot. "Oh God Mulder..." Mulder never knew an agony so sweet as hearing his name cross an aroused Scully's lips. His erection throbbed to the point it was almost painful and he rubbed his hand over it to try to ease the ache. The vibrator was moving quicker and more deftly over Scully's center and she began to writhe uncontrollably with pleasure. "Put it inside you Scully." Scully lifted her left foot off the bed to give Mulder a better view. She secured her arm under her knee to open herself completely to his gaze. She lowered the vibrator and put it just barely inside her. "Let me see you Mulder." Without hesitation, Mulder lifted his hips off the chair and slid his boxers down to his feet. Scully's tongue licked her bottom lip as she took in his cock. It began to twitch with excitement as her eyes admired it. "Mmmm...Mulder...God...I want you inside me." "Ohhh Scully...do it...please. Do it for me." Another scream crossed her lips as she slid the toy fully inside of her. "Oh Mulder...fuck me..." She brought down her left hand to grasp the bottom of the dildo, and began to thrust it hard and fast inside of her. "Touch yourself Mulder..I want to watch you while I do this." Obediently, Mulder's hand encircled his cock. He held it steady and squeezed while he watched the dildo thrust in and out of her. He growled at her and began to rub himself gently. "Can you come for me Scully?" "Mmmm yeah...oh yes...Mulder..." Scully's right hand came down her body and her fingers began to rub her clit. "Mulder!" "Let me see you come Scully." "Mulder...come here...please." He moved forward onto the bed and kneeled down before her. "I want you to come all over me Mulder." "Oh shit Scully...ahhh God...come for me." Her fingers began to rub fast against her clit while she thrust the dildo in and out. Every muscle in her body tensed as she felt the waves wash over her. "Mulder! Oh God Mulder!" His hand was moving slowly up and down his cock so he wouldn't finish too soon. He wanted her full attention when he came. Scully's moans subsided and her breathing became more regulated. "Come all over me Mulder. Please...oh God...now Mulder." His hand again rubbed hard and fast on his cock. Scully scooted herself down to let him come on her breasts. "Oh Scully...I'm gonna come...Scully!" He leaned forward and propped himself up with his left hand. His body shuddered as he cried out and his orgasm overtook him. When the waves subsided, he rolled over and laid down next to her. Neither one of them spoke for quite some time as they laid there staring up at the ceiling. When words finally came back to him, Mulder broke the silence. "Jesus Scully. I figured I would at least get to touch you during our first sexual encounter." "Nothing else about our relationship is typical Mulder...why should the sex be?" End xxxxx