Erotique by Mary Ann

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I had so much fun doing this story, so I hope you enjoy it! Fox Mulder and Dana Scully are created by Chris Carter and belongs to Ten Thirteen Productions and Fox Broadcasting, so CC deserves all the complements. Copyright is permitted, but please keep me as the author. This story contains sexual involvment between Mulder and Scully so, if you're minor or feel easily offended, stay away! Please, don't sue me!

Thanks to: Carol, Claire, Samira, Rachel and Alana for opinions and suggestions.


Erotique by Mary Ann

It was Thanksgiving Day. Everybody was rushing to meet their families. One of them was Dana Scully. She really needed to rush because she was late to go to her mom�s house. The whole family is gonna be waiting for her there. Although, she was doubt about something. She was working on a case and she really needed to concentrate on it instead of having fun. "But what to worry about? It�s a holiday!"- she thought. So while she was keeping her things to leave, the telephone rang:

- Hello?

- Scully, here�s Mulder.

- Oh, hi.

- I was wondering about our case and...

- Stop right there, Mulder! Today is Thanksgiving, right? I don�t wanna talk about the case, OK?

- OK.

- So... would you come with me to my mom�s house to spend the holiday?

- I don�t know... I�ve got some stuff to do and I...

- Yes or no?

- Yes.

- You have 10 minutes to be all set.

- Alright.

- Oh, and by the way, can we go in your car? Mine is at the garage.

- You haven�t invited me just because of my car, have you?

- Actually... no!

- OK, 10 minutes than. I�ll be there. Bye.

- Bye.

Ten minutes later, there he is. Very good-looking, as usual, but a little bit *more* good-looking. They get the car and leave.

On the middle of the road, something strange happens. The car stops because of the battery, that is low.

- Sorry, forgot to change it.

They try to fix it, but the problem was more serious, and the garage man says that it�ll take longer than he thought:

- Maybe by tomorrow.

- What? Do you realize what you�re saying? Today is Thanksgiving!

- That�s one of the reasons.

Scully was very upset. She really wanted to spend the Thanksgiving with her mom. That holiday was going to be the first without her sister.

It was already 5PM, and they decided to spend the night in a Holiday Inn, since they were far from home. But there was a thing that they weren�t counting on. The Inn was almost full. There was just one room with only one bed left.

- Will you take it, Miss?

- What do you think, Mulder?

- I can sleep on the floor. I don�t like beds, remember?

- We�ll take it.

There was nothing to do, maybe watch TV. Scully was sad, but it hasn�t stopped Mulder do make one of his jokes:

- Don�t start snoring, right, Scully? I hate snores! I can wake up in the middle of the night to shut you up!

- Get lost, Mulder!

Time to eat. It was their Thanksgiving dinner. Nothing special, only a couple of hamburgers and some beer.

- Cheers!

Scully was sleepy and sad. She didn�t want to remember her sister. She takes off her shoes and her coat, but stays with her black blouse and long black skirt with little yellow flowers.

- Mulder, I�m gonna sleep.

- Me too.

- Are you really going to sleep on the floor?

- Why not?

- Hey, it�s too cold and you have a flu. Come on, you can sleep here with me, but I sleep on the head of the bed, and you sleep on the other side.

- Deal.

Mulder takes off his dark green shirt and unbuttons his pants while take off his shoes. He goes to sleep just wearing his underwear. Scully starts to sleep very fast, but not Mulder. He isn�t used with beds.

Hours later, Mulder listens to something. Somebody calling his name.

- Mulder?... Mulder?

Then, the voice changes. Now it�s lower.

- Fox?... Fox?

He sits down on the bed. Then, he realizes the voice was Scully�s.

- Scully? Is that you? Is there a problem?

It doesn�t stop.

- Fox?... Fox?

Then, the most unbelievable thing happens. Scully starts to moan. Then starts to gesture, like she was having sex, or something like that. He doesn�t want to wake her up. Scully gets up sleepwalker and touches his chest, his neck, his face. But suddenly, she wakes up.

- Oh, my God!! Mulder, what... what... what am I doing with my hands on your face, for Gods sake?

She takes her hands away from him.

- You know, Scully, you�re doing great. I don�t know who you think I am but... why don�t you keep doing it? It was nice, I swear.

- What?!!! Are you nuts?! I was just... I mean...

She�s scared, horrified. She doesn�t know what to do, what to think. It�s just impossible to her to understand what is going on. She�s thinking about lots of things. One in special: "what do I do?". She wants to keep going, just as he does.

So she gets up and walk to the window. She wants to see the stars. She seems to be upset. Mulder goes up to her.

- I didn�t mean to hurt you, Scully, I mean... I was enjoying, really.

She doesn�t say a word. She�s confused. Lots of thoughts scrambled like a puzzle in her mind. He wants to kiss her, but he realizes she is very vulnerable. He crossed a line never crossed before. The line between friendship and romance. She decides to face him, to don�t hesitate anymore. They are so nervous that if someone knocked the door, they could scream. He can�t stand it. It�s time to make a decision. He looks up to her face and finally kisses her very softly on the lips. There�s no reaction. He walks to the bed and sit down. She goes up to him. He looks at her, and she kisses him. First, very softly, then deeply.

After a deep and long kiss, they look at each other.

- What have we done, Mulder?

- Just what destiny has reserved for us.

They�ve got to do it!

Scully starts to take off her clothes and help him to do the same, while he is having trouble with his belt, he can�t take it off. They show desire. That desire, that she�s never had before. More than that: hunger for sex. A deep emotion, a precious moment, they were like one being, a magic one. Nobody could describe what she was feeling. They were in fire.

Mulder really knows what he does and how to do it. He wants to put more fire in it. He picks up his handcuffs.

- Oh, Mulder, what are you gonna do now?

- I�m sure you�re gonna love it.

- Handcuffs, Mulder? Don�t you have something more original?

- The handcuffs can�t be original, but just wait to see what I can do with them and you�ll change your mind.

He ties her up on the bed�s leg. She�d never think doing something like this with a person like that. Actually, she�d never think of doing *it* with *him*. Strange but nice, so nice.

She was on the bed�s leg, both hands tied by handcuffs. She couldn�t move them, just her body.

- Let�s see if you�re good with your body as you�re good with your hands...

- I can show you more than that...

He was right. They were doing great, in a perfect harmony. She couldn�t wait to be untied, to do what she wants, touch him. During this thoughts, he licks her belly, her breasts, her neck, her ear. He likes that. Tasting her skin, tasting everything. They have animal sex. All night long, without stopping. Mulder is absolutely in a good shape.

Dana wakes up first, and Mulder is still sleeping like an angel. She�s never had such a great night like that. Despite of the fact that the night was wonderful, she was still thinking about her mom. She didn�t call her the day before. She takes a nice shower and calls her mom. The line was busy. "I�ll call her later. Maybe she�s calling my house"- she thinks.

Mulder wakes up.

- Good morning, Dana, or should I call you Scully?

- I prefer Dana. It reminds me last night when you called me �Dana, my sugar�.

- OK, �Dana, my sugar�. Have I told you that this was my best holiday?

- No.

- Alright. Yesterday was the best holiday I�ve ever had.

- I agree.

Mulder comes up to Scully and says that she�s wonderful right next to her ear, and it makes her happy and very excited.

- I�d repeat anytime you want, Fox, or should I call you Mulder?

- What about �oh, Fox... please... go...�.

- Well... I prefer just Fox.

It�s time to go and see if the car is ready. They take their things, pay their bill and leave without even take breakfast. The car was OK, so they take it and go.

On the way, they listen to some music and laugh a lot, not worrying about their lives anymore. What about the future? Both don�t care.

When they arrive, there isn�t anyone, and Scully remembers that her mom mentioned something about spend the day after Thanksgiving on her uncle�s house.

- Now I remember, mom�s not home...

- Tell me something I don�t know.

- Let me finish, Fox. She�s at my uncle�s.

- I�ll make something to eat.

- Allow me. I�ll use yesterday�s leftovers.

She turns. He gets her up and puts her on the table. Mulder kisses her and than goes to the living room.

Mulder enters the room. Scully is sleeping. He tries not to wake her up, but bumps into a folder that falls on the floor. Scully wakes up.

- Fox, where am I?

- At the office, where else?

- I was having an unusual dream.

- Whatever it was, should have been great, �cause you�re sweating.

- Stop it, Fox! I was dreaming about an alien chasing me.

- It has probably been a very attractive alien.

She suddenly, without even wanting says:

- But the alien was you!

- What?

- Oh, forget it! You�d never understand!

- I think I�ve already understood.

They look at each other knowing perfectly what they�re talking about, but, without using words, they could perfectly match their thoughts, trying to figure out when they can commit that sin.


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