Author: Andrea



Title: Guilty by Association



Rating: NC-17



Category: MSR, Mulder POV, PWP



Disclaimer: I wish...then there would be no ninth season,

never mind a semi-Mulderless eighth.



Archiving: I'd be honoured, but I'd also like to know.



Notes: Thank you Aly for the great beta!

There are no timelines in the vicinity of this story.



Summary: What is the biggest sexual organ?



Spoilers: minor for all things or not depending on your POV



Feedback: Yes Please! ardywyn@hotmail.com





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There are many words I've dreamt about hearing when I crawled

into bed with Scully; many phrases I've fantasized uttered by

her sweet lips. After we finally became intimate I began to

hear those words and phrases and they sounded more beautiful than

I'd ever imagined. There was one phrase I'd always thought I

might hear the first time I attempted to slide between Scully's

sheets, but since she'd stolen into my bed on that momentous

night, I could not have been more stunned when I am met with

those very words as I join her under the covers.



"God damn it, Mulder," she truly sounds annoyed.



"What?" I ask in complete innocence. I have been in the bed less

than 30 seconds and I can't imagine what I possibly could have

done to piss her off already. I must have set a new record.



"I told you I wanted to get some sleep. I'm really tired," she

sounds exasperated.



"Uh huh," I'm totally lost. Scully told me about 5 minutes

prior that she was exhausted and was going to go to bed

early. Shortly after that I'd given up all hopes of the Yanks

making any kind of comeback, so I'd flicked of the game and

decided to make it an early night myself. Even if I lay awake

for a couple of hours, being next to Scully was worth it. She

has no idea how much time I spend at night simply watching her

sleep.



"It wasn't some kind of code, Mulder. I really did want to go to

sleep," she tells me matter-of-factly.



"I know that, Scully, I thought I could use some sleep myself," I

finally realize that she thinks I've come to bed expecting sex.



"Mmmph," she mutters and rolls to her side, facing away from me.



"No kiss good-night?" I ease a little closer to her.



"Fine," she sighs and rolls over again. "It's not like I'm going

to be able to sleep anyway." She plants a firm closed-mouthed

kiss on my lips and rolls to her back; crossing her arms over her

chest.



"Why won't you be able to sleep?" I'm suddenly lost again.



"It amazes me that you can be so utterly clueless, Mulder," she

huffs a laugh.



"Did I wake you up when I got into bed?" I take a stab.



"No, Mulder, it's my throbbing clit that's going to keep me

awake," her bluntness astounds me.



"Wha...?" I'm practically speechless; primarily due to the fact

that Scully has never spoken to me like this before, but the loss

of blood flow to my speech center hasn't helped.



"Mulder, all you have to do is get into bed beside me and I'm

aroused. I don't know what it is," her hands fell from her chest

to lay limply at her sides. "Maybe it's your pheromones, or maybe

just the association of you being in the bed. I wanted to be

asleep before you got into the bed."



"Sorry," I mumble, not knowing what else to say.



"Sorry?" she chuckles. "It's not your fault, Mulder. I shouldn't

have grumped at you."



"I'll give you more of a head start next time, okay?" I ask as I

snake my hand under her pajama top.



"Okay," she whispers as my hand contacts the softness of her

breast.



As I run my thumb over her hardening nipple, I try to gain access

to her neglected breast. With one hand busy, and the other under

me, I'm not left with much to work with. I attempt to adjust

myself so that I can push away the offending fabric, but Scully

interrupts me.



"You don't need to seduce me, Mulder, and I don't want to spend a

lot of time on foreplay. I really am tired. Is that all right?"



What exactly does she think I'm going to say? Does she think I'm

highly offended that she wants me to get on with it? Although I

do cherish the time I usually invest in kissing and touching her,

there isn't a bone in my body that is opposed to skipping the

preliminaries and heading straight to the main event.



"Yup," I'm pulling off her pajama bottoms as I agree.



"I wish you weren't so hard to please," she laughs before I

cover her mouth with mine.



Since we've barely kissed, not to mention the lack of some good

old-fashioned petting, I ease slowly into Scully, not wanting to

hurt her. I'm somewhat surprised that she's already fairly

moist, but she's not as wet as she normally is when we make love.

Normally I pay a great deal more attention to her before we

get to this point. Once I'm completely inside of her I move my

lips from her mouth and begin to nip at her neck.



"Oh God," she groans and arches her chest toward me when I take

my first stroke.



From the time I gained sexual awareness I'd never encountered a

more erotic sensation than the sound of Scully's voice when she

is aroused. Her voice has a natural deepness, a certain lustiness

that has always thrilled me, but I was not prepared for what

would happen when she became excited. When I heard that new level

of smokiness, that raspy timbre directed at me for the first time,

I knew I'd reached sexual Nirvana.



"Good?" I manage to ask as I take another stroke.



"Yes," she breathes and grabs as much of my ass as she can with

her tiny hands. The feeling of her nails on my skin inspires

me and I increase my pace; her body tightens in response. When

she starts to rock, I know immediately she is trying rub her

clit against me.



To magnify the contact, I slip one hand under her and tilt her

hips toward me. I know I've succeeded when she gasps. I want to

ask her if she needs more, but all I can do is grunt. She is

grinding herself into me now and her vaginal muscles are

beginning to twitch. Realizing that I have brought her to this

level of passion creates a surge within me. It never fails to

astonish and exhilarate me that I can have this effect on her.



The approach of her climax quickens my own. I would prefer to

back off a little, to keep her right on the edge until she is

almost begging for release, but luckily I remember she wants

this to be quick. I know she is coming when she throws her head

back and her body begins to shake. The last thing I am sure of

before I succumb is that her internal muscles are tugging at my

cock. Nothing makes my orgasms more intense than feeling of

Scully shuddering around me.



When I open my eyes again Scully is smiling contentedly up at

me. Before I move off of her, I press a tender kiss to her mouth.

I doubt she'll ever know how deeply that smile affects me.



"I love you," I whisper once we've spooned up.



"I love you, too, Mulder, and I'm sorry I was grumpy with you,"

her tone is gentle as she snuggles against me.



"That's okay, you were tired," I tighten my hold on her.



"No excuse," she mumbles drowsily.



"You don't need an excuse, Scully. I understand completely," I

give her a squeeze.



"Yeah?" her voice is growing fainter as sleep overtakes her.



"You said it turned you on when I got into bed?" I lower my lips

to her ear.



"Mmm hmm," she squirms at the contact.



"I wasn't going to admit this, but now I should confess that all I 

had to do was think about you getting into bed and I was gone."



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