Some Things

Some Things by Sheryl Martin

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Author's Note: This story involves that physical stuff... you know what I'm talking about... so you've been officially warned... And for the sake of continuity... this has nothing to do with any of my other stories... no Dragon, no Downtime... just a nice slice of another universe... one I wanna visit...

Some Things (NC-17) by Sheryl Martin

It had started out quite simply; they had ended up back at Dana Scully's place after a full week of chasing false leads and trails. Fox Mulder loosened his tie, throwing his coat off to one side onto the chair as Dana headed for the kitchen. Returning with two cold cans of pop, she had seated herself beside him on the sofa, sighing deeply.

"I wish..." She leaned her neck back, hearing the crack.

"I know..." He echoed her with a smile, opening his iced tea and taking a mouthful. Putting the drink down on the table, he watched as she lolled her head back onto the pillows on the couch; her eyes closed in exhaustion. Getting to his feet, Fox moved behind her to gently place his hands on her shoulders. She jumped at his touch, her eyes flying open.

"Calm down, Scully." He laughed. "Give me a chance to get some of those kinks out - you did do most of the driving this time."

She nodded, feeling his hands start to press and massage through her light blouse. Willing her shoulder muscles to relax, she leaned back again, closing her eyes. His hands worked their usual magic on her tired and stiff muscles; rubbing and pressing in all the right spots to send her off into a mild sleep...

Fox looked down; seeing her lips open slightly as she dozed. The lipstick she had worn had disappeared sometime on the drive back; all that remained was a slight red tint on one side of her mouth... He looked down at the silky white throat under his eyes, suddenly feeling a rush of heat through his body as his fingers continued their treatment on her shoulders... Dropping quietly to his knees, he took a deep breath; smelling the faintest traces of her perfume and of the distinctive scent that was Dana Scully... and he leaned forward...

Dana sighed as she felt the soft lips kiss the side of her bared throat lightly; moving upwards with a series of light touches... The lips ran along her jawline to suddenly hesitate at her mouth... and then gently met hers in a soft, tender kiss...

She opened her eyes groggily; her mind barely discerning that Fox Mulder was actually kissing her... and she couldn't think... Her hands came up to touch his shoulders and neck as he leaned over her from behind the sofa; his eyes closed as he tenderly kissed her again... and she sighed with the intoxicating taste of him...

"Mulder..." She whispered faintly. He pulled back suddenly, a look of fright on his face. Getting to his feet, he walked around the edge of the couch to reach for his coat.

"I'm... I've got to go home." Dana got up, suddenly afraid to let him leave. Placing her hand atop his, she shook her head.

"No." The single word hit him like a brick. Lifting his eyes from the ground, he met her gaze.

"I didn't want... I don't want to complicate our lives, Scully... I mean, it's hard enough without... you know..." He shuffled his feet. " I don't know..."

"I do." She smiled softly. "Come sit with me on the couch, Mulder... let's talk this out..."

He gingerly sat beside her, his fingers interlacing with each other as he looked at her nervously. Dana reached over, tracing his face with a single light finger.

"Tell me what you're thinking..."

He blushed. "Ah... it's been a long week, Scully... and we're both tired..."

"Yes." She nodded. "And what does that have to do with the fact that you were kissing me? And that I liked it?"

He pulled back in shock. "Ah..." His mind spun. She liked it? That meant...

Fox moved closer, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Scully... if we take this step... it might make things worse - you've heard the stories..."

"And it might make things better." She smiled, making his heart race. "I think better, personally..." Leaning forward, she met his lips in a light kiss. "Time will tell..."

Pulling her back atop him on the couch, Fox tenderly ran a hand down her back, feeling the sleek muscles under the blouse. Their eyes met, and they breathed softly in unison. She lightly touched his nose, a playful grin on her face; then met his mouth in a deeper, more intense kiss.

Running her tongue over his lips and teeth lightly, Dana pushed the small voice of indecision into the back of her mind, gasping softly as she felt his response - the hungry hot wet mouth demanding satisfaction and getting it from her. Pulling free with an effort, she stared down at the man beneath her.

"Do you..." She didn't believe she was saying this... "Do you want to go someplace more comfortable?"

"Miami?" He grinned. With a playful laugh she pulled Fox to his feet, pushing him ahead of her down the hallway to her bedroom.

She paused at the doorway as he entered; still trying to control the thoughts racing through her mind. Mulder turned, sensing her discomfort.

"Hey." He gathered her into his arms, his hands resting on her waist. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to... I never had any charges for date rape in Oxford."

"That's because you didn't have any dates, Mulder..." She laughed. Dana put her head down on his chest for a second, listening to the beating of his heart. Her eyes closed, she felt his hands slowly stroke her hair; holding her tight. After a few minutes, she pulled away.

He looked up at her, biting his lip. He didn't want to lose her friendship for a single night of wild abandon... but his mind was racing with the possibilities... Slowly reaching up, she pulled his tie free, dropping it to the floor. Taking his hand, she led him to the bed, climbing up to kneel on the thick comforter.

Fox kicked off his shoes, moving up to kneel in front of her. Solemnly he drew a hand along her neck; dropping down to begin to unbutton her blouse slowly. She responded in kind; deftly undoing the buttons on his shirt. Taking a deep breath, he moved closer to nuzzle into her neck, sliding the silky material down and off her arms. The soft skin shivered under his lips as he made his way along her neck again; up to her mouth and then down to her shoulders; his hands snaking behind to undo the bra.

She wasn't lazy in her own right; pulling his shirt free and tossing it to one side of the room. Moving her hands up along his bare back, Dana sighed as he hit a sensitive spot at the base of her neck... and she responded by dropping small light kisses along his neckline as well, moving up to his face and hair as he tentatively explored her body. Pushing him away for a second, she laughed at his expression - then removed her bra slowly, enjoying his reaction. His eyes widened and a soft smile touched his lips as he leaned back on one elbow as she threw her blouse and bra onto a chair to the side of the bed.

"God, Scul... Dana..." He shook his head. "I don't know what to call you..."

She moved closer, drawing her fingers lightly over his bare chest. "It doesn't matter..." Their mouths met again, this time hungry and eager. Fox rolled over, propping himself up over her on his elbows. The smile on his face was like a young boy at Christmas... He dropped another series of kisses down her cheekbone and face, roaming down to lick and caress her breasts; savouring her sharp intake of breath.

Dana took a mouthful of air, feeling the want and need begin to override her calm, logical mind. Taking a firm hold in Fox's hair, she pulled him back up to face her. Their eyes met and locked, the softness speaking volumes that would never be put into words... and couldn't...

Her hands traced over his front; tickling lightly at the nipples as he tensed under her touch... and then moved to his waist; touching his belt. Still looking deeply into his eyes, Dana moved a hand slowly across his front, feeling him rise through the fabric into her hand. He closed his eyes, breaking the connection with a low moan. Her hands came back up to unbuckle the belt; flipping the button free and sliding the zipper down. With her own short gasp she slipped her hands down under the elastic; touching him.

"Ah... Scully..." Fox, his eyes still tightly closed, bit down on his lip. "Oh, god..." She left one hand there, sliding the other around to pull his pants down towards his knees; leaving his shorts still on. After a few minutes of touching and stroking he gently pulled her hand out, a tight smile on his face. "I don't... give me a few minutes..." His breathing was ragged, and he paused for a second. "Right." He grinned. "My turn..."

His fingers danced across her bare midriff for a few seconds, then moved to the single button of her pants. Deftly snapping it open, he pulled the zipper down with a wink and a soft kiss. Dana obliged, lifting herself slightly off the bed to allow him to pull the thin material off to rest around her legs. With a swift kick she saw them fly across the room. Fox stared at them, then back at her.

"Eager, aren't we?"

"Oh, and you're not?" She leaned forward to meet his lips, her arms entangling around his neck. "I don't think so, Fox Mulder..."

She could feel his hand sliding under her underwear; the fingers lightly drawing circles around and in the copper-coloured hair. His kisses increased in intensity as his hand moved lower; to move slowly over her and feel the heat increase under his touch. She pulled her mouth free, a gasp escaping her as he grinned. In response, she moved a hand down to hold and stroke him boldly; savouring his sudden shudder from head to foot.

With a slight effort Fox pulled the material free, feeling her toss it away. He looked deep into her hazel eyes with a tender smile as he ran a finger tentatively down into her, feeling the moisture increase as he began to stroke and touch her. A choked moan escaped her lips as she stared at him; totally trusting and loving... Dropping a kiss into her hairline, he pulled his hand free; running it along her sleek sides as he began to kiss his way down her front with a devilish smile...

Dana knew where he was headed; knew what he was going to do... and she was drugged; intoxicated; whatever you wanted to call it - she couldn't do anything but enjoy the waves of sensation running over her body as he made his way down past her hips, hot sweet kisses shaking her to the core.

With a softness he never knew he had, Fox eased her legs apart; sensing her anticipation and want... Lowering his head, he touched her lightly with his tongue, feeling her shudder at the touch. Slowly moving in circles, he could feel the tension begin to build in her body; the shivers racing through her muscles as he ran a hand over her stomach.

She reached down, intending to take ahold of his hair and try to prolong the sweet agony he was inflicting on her... But a set of hands met hers, holding them to each side. Their fingers interlinked as she took a deep breath; feeling the waves begin to move and grow...

Her fingers tightened on his as he flicked his tongue lightly at first; then harder and harder in circles and lines across and into her; the grip intensifying as he felt the first electric shocks break loose. Fox lifted his head quickly, enjoying the sight of Dana lying above him; her head thrown back in ecstacy/agony as the full force of the pleasure hit her; her back arching away from the bed. Her hands began to loosen from his; to fall away as she fell limp around him.

Moving back up the bed, he pulled her into his arms; feeling her breathing slow and stabilize as the minutes passed. With an obvious effort she opened her eyes, seeing the wonderment and love shining down on her from his face.

Silently she reached down to hold him; pulling the boxer shorts free as she boldly stroked and touched him. Fox gasped once, then grinned as she met his lips in a fierce kiss. Her tongue devoured him; adding to the arousal he already had from seeing the pleasure he had inflicted on her...

Dana growled once, pulling him down to her with a knowing smile. With all the willpower he could muster, Fox moved between her legs; trying to be gentle. She felt him slowly enter her; hearing his soft moan as he began to move inside her; slowly at first, then faster as she began to hear his breathing become ragged.

Withdrawing almost totally, he kissed her deeply and lovingly, then tenderly reentered her; savouring her low moan. Moving faster again, she could feel the pressure begin to eminate from him; the tension of a panther ready to strike running through his muscles as he thrust deeper and deeper into her, reaching into her very core to claim her for his own.

He let loose with a soft cry, burying his head in her shoulder as he came; his body shuddering with the release under her hands. Grabbing her tightly in his arms, he lay quietly as the last shivers reverberated through his body. She could feel him fall against her; his hands still tightly tucked around her.

Dana ran a weak hand through his hair; caressing the soft silky back of his neck. Suddenly she realized that his body was shaking...

Pulling his face up, she looked at a tearful Fox; the wetness on his cheeks running down onto her bare skin.

"I'll never let them hurt you again..." He whispered. "I'll never let them, Dana..."

She felt the tears begin to flow down her own face, nodding in agreement. "And I'll never let them do anything to you, Fox..." He grimaced. "Mulder... some things don't ever change, do they?"

He kissed her lightly, reaching for the side of the blanket to cover them. "And some things do change... for the better..." Gathering her into his arms, he watched her doze off; safe and secure in his embrace.

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