Author:Andrea

Title: Distractions

Rating:NC-17

Disclaimer: They belong to CC et al;

Spoilers: Up to and including The Great Maleeni

Notes: Thanks to Dan and Aly for speed and support.

Warning: Pure Fluff-assumes relationship


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"Scully! Wait!" I was running to catch up to her. "See what I can
do?" I was doing the growing thumb thing, but she wasn't watching.

"Mulder, there isn't anything you can show me that I would find 
even remotely interesting."

"Nothing?" My voice cracked as I answered.

She was still I couple of steps ahead of me.

"Nope," she shrugged her shoulders.

I finally caught up to her, but since we were still in the police 
station I kept my voice low and leaned down towards her ear.

"I could show you this site on the internet where this guy has 
a camera set up and you can see--"

"I meant something that you could do, Mulder."

She tried to keep her face straight, but she couldn't keep the 
corners of her mouth from turning up. 

"Maybe I could just *show* you something?" I waggled my eyebrows
at her.

"I've already seen it, Mulder. And like I said--not even remotely
interesting."

We were out of the station and heading to the car.

"Wow, Scully, I must be having a bad influence on you. When did
you fall into the gutter?"

"I'm a navy brat, Mulder. I was in the gutter before you started
shaving."

"I know you can curse with the best of'em, Scully, but taking my 
suggestion and turning it into something so..."

She stood there, hands on hips, eyebrows raised, just waiting. I 
opened her door.

"So base," I finished my sentence.

She got into the car and closed the door without responding. I 
walked around to my side of the car and got in.

"I don't mean to be petty, Mulder, but isn't that the pot calling
the kettle black."

I gave her my best *who me?* look and she started to laugh. 

"What?" I tried to sound confused.

"Shut up and drive, Mulder."

I shrugged and started the car. When we were underway she spoke 
again.

"Was I stepping on your toes, Mulder?"

"What?" Now I really was confused.

"By turning the tables on you-beating you to the punch line," she 
still had both of her eyebrows raised.

"No, not at all. I guess I was just distracted."

It was her turn to look confused.

"How can you expect me to be at my best when you're distracting
me all the time?"

"How did I distract you?" she laughed.

"Come on, Scully!"

"Look, Mulder, I have no idea what you're talking about?"

"You really don't have a clue, do you?"

"I really don't, Mulder."

We were about halfway back to the hotel. We couldn't get there
soon enough, in my opinion.

"We had an agreement, didn't we?"

"You've lost me, Mulder."

"We agreed that we would keep our relationship out of our work."

"I'm still not following you," she had turned sideways to face me
more. "Did I do something I shouldn't have? I don't remember 
saying anything or touching you."

"Well, no, it was something else," I was having a hard time 
concentrating on the road.

"What, Mulder? What did I do?"

"I guess we need another rule."

"Okay?" she sounded skeptical.

"When we're on a case, could you not get down on your hands and
knees."

She burst out laughing. I waited for her to stop. She didn't. She
laughed even harder when she saw the way I was looking at her. 
Tears started rolling down her cheeks. Soon she was gasping for
breath. It used to be one of my favourite sounds, Scully gasping,
now it was quickly falling out of favour. We were almost at the 
hotel when she regained her composure.

"I'm sorry, Mulder," she said finally.

I was feeling a little sorry for myself, so I didn't say anything.

"I think that request is a little unreasonable, Mulder," she
continued.

"Why?" I asked as we pulled into the underground parking of the 
hotel.

"With all of the cases that you have dragged me out on, Mulder, 
you have the audacity to ask me why it might be unreasonable for 
me *not* to get down on my hands and knees."

"Oh," she had me. There was nothing I could say to that.

"I really didn't mean anything by it, Mulder. Well, I was trying 
to make a point. I wasn't trying to distract you."

"What point were you trying to make?" I was curious.

"That illusions are just that, you just need to know the secret,"
she explained.

I pulled into our assigned parking spot. She popped her seatbelt 
and turned to face me.

"I didn't even think about what that position might do to you. 
Sorry." 

"S'okay. I know you didn't do it on purpose."

She squeezed my hand.

"When is our flight back?" she asked.

"Later tonight," I told her.

"Damned agreement," she sighed.

"We could break our rules," I offered.

"I have a better idea," she perked up.

"Let's hear it," I have recently learned to love Scully's ideas.

"This case is officially over, right?" 

"Right," I nodded.

"Our agreement was no fraternizing on bureau time, right?"

I nodded again. 

"You go and change the plane reservations to tomorrow. I'll go
and settle our bill. Then I'll get us a room on *my* gold card."

"I love how your mind works, Scully."

"I'll book my room," she got out of the car.

"I'll pack my stuff and meet you there." I followed her to the 
elevator.

"You couldn't wait until we got home tonight?" I asked once the
elevator doors closed.

"You telling me that I distracted you, um, distracted me," she
admitted.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one suffering here," I chuckled.

The doors opened onto the lobby. Scully stepped out. 

"I'll be as fast as I can," she smiled. 

I let out the breath that I hadn't realized that I was holding. I
did up the button of my jacket, just in case anyone joined me on
the elevator. There was only one person I wanted to share my raging
hard-on with, and she was downstairs making all the necessary 
arrangements.

When I got to my room, I called the airline and changed our 
reservations. One thing down. By the time I had my small bag packed
I heard Scully in the other room. I opened the adjoining door.

"What am I supposed to do with my key?" I asked her, holding up the
card. 

"Just leave it on the dresser. I made arrangements to have someone
come up to get it," she grinned.

"You think of everything," I smiled.

When I got back she was already down to her bra and panties. And I
thought I was eager! Being the gentleman that I am, I quickly moved 
to help her with the rest. Her hands worked as quickly with my 
clothes as they had her own. When we were both naked I pulled her 
over to the bed. I sat on the edge and pulled her between my legs. 
This arrangement brought her breasts level with my mouth.

At the first contact between my lips and her breast she groaned.
When I began to flick her nipple with my tongue she almost 
collapsed on top of me.

"God, Mulder, one night," she breathed.

I knew what she meant. We had only slept apart for one night and
seemed like an eternity. I tried to agree with her, but my mouth 
was full, so it sounded more like a grunt. 

I opened my eyes to look up at her. Her head was thrown back. Her 
hands were in my hair, holding my mouth to her breast. When I 
tried to move to her other breast, she stopped me. 

She shook her head at me and pulled away. I was confused for about 
two seconds. She climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees. She 
looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. 

Now Scully has a whole array of smiles and all of them are very
becoming. Until recently, however, I had never see her "fuck me"
smile. Whenever she bestowed it on me, my brain turned to mush. I
scrambled onto the bed as fast as my hormone ridden body would
carry me. 

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back into my cock. We both
groaned at the sensation. I kept my hands on her hipbones as I 
began to move in and out of her. It hadn't taken me long to 
discover that primal little erogenous zone located there. A 
circular movement of my fingers along with a little pressure and 
she made the sexiest noise I had ever heard. I could feel her 
internal muscles tightened. I thrust harder in response. I felt
her muscles grow tighter and her entire body grew taut. She was
meeting every stroke. I felt her muscles ripple over my cock. She 
was still looking over her shoulder at me, but her eyes were 
closed. When she came she cried my name and seeing expression 
of ecstasy on her face was enough to send me over the edge.

We collapsed onto the bed panting. I pulled her close and we
lay quietly, resting.

"Mulder?" she finally had her breath back.

"Umm-hmm?"

"Would you do me a favour?" she snuggled back against me.

"Anything, Scully."

"Could you try to find cases closer to D.C.?"