Too Close, At Last by CMS

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Too Close, At Last by CMS

"Scully!!" She turns to face the sound as an explosion rips the area, and at once finds herself on the ground, shielded from a hail of debris by Mulder's heavy body. Another trap.

Still breathing heavily, they lay still as they lie against each other on the ground. The tension slowly ebbs as it becomes evident that they are safe, but they make no move to get up.

His arms are on either side of her head, his face buried in her neck. She feels his breath close to her ear, in her hair, and becomes aware of the length of his body on hers.

"Mulder..." He doesn't answer, but presses his face harder against her neck, inhaling deeply. She feels his mouth on her; he moves toward her jaw, and his chin touches her neck, his stubble brushing a sensitive erogenous zone. She gasps, and moves underneath him instinctively. Her hands move to his hair, pushing his mouth more firmly against her.

Mulder had hardly been aware of his actions; he'd been pulled closer by her warmth, her smell. But hearing her gasp, feeling her body move underneath him, he is suddenly aware of their position. "Scully..." he breathes; she moans softly and spreads her thighs apart just enough to position his growing erection between her legs. He exhales roughly and presses himself onto her; he can feel her heat through their clothes. They begin to move together, each of them thinking they should stop, but unable to.

The sound of footsteps startles them abruptly, and they quickly pull apart. Collecting themselves, they hurry to the car and take off. It had been a close call this time; much too close.

The drive home is awkward, full of uncomfortable small talk as each of them wrestles with what happened. Neither of them can forget the feel of the others' body. Scully in particular is quiet; her panties are drenched, a constant reminder of their encounter. Lost in thought, she wonders whether giving in to her desire for him would be the biggest mistake she ever made. She thinks of their business relationship, an effort of four years... but God, how she'd wanted him, all this time. After all, they had both wanted it, hadn't they? There had been no mistaking the feel of him through her clothes. The engine is suddenly silent, and she is startled out of her thoughts. She sees then that they are at Mulder's place. As they enter the building neither of them says anything. They each know what they are about to do. Scully begins to breathe faster, the knot in her stomach being replaced by a familiar ache, and when the door closes and Mulder pulls her to him she is ready for him.

His mouth covers hers, kissing her hungrily, moving over her cheeks and neck, back to her lips, where he lingers. Their kisses become frantic; she returns his passion with an eagerness that surprises him, her hands moving to untie his tie, to remove his shirt. The feel of his chest under her hands excites her further, moving her to explore lower. At the feel of her fingers touching his stiff cock, Mulder swallows hard and leans his head back; he can't wait much longer for her, for the feel of her skin, to have his mouth on her. He pushes her jacket to the floor, and kneeling before her, undoes the buttons of her blouse. He reaches around to unzip her skirt, but she pushes him down onto the floor, quickly slips off the skirt and pantyhose, and straddles him, completely naked.

'God,' he thinks, 'She's as beautiful as I thought she'd be.'

He pulls her to him. His hands grab her bottom, then slide up to her waist, feeling her silky curves, finally reaching her breasts. He rolls her over, and takes one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and nipping as she claws at his backside and moves her bare hips against the fabric of his slacks, staining them with her wetness. She throws her head from side to side, barely able to stand the tugging at her breast and the rock hardness pushing at her thighs, arousing her madly. She has to have him inside her, now. She finds his belt and unbuckles it, pushing his pants below his knees. His erection springs up between her legs, hitting the swollen lips of her sex, making her moan loudly. The simultaneous feel of her sex on his bare cock and the sound of her crying out is too much for Mulder. Bracing himself, he grabs onto her hips and drives his penis into her, and as he does it, she cries out again and digs her teeth into his shoulder, while her fingers clench his hips and butt as he fucks her. His movements become frantic; the heat and wetness of her are bringing him too close, too soon.

"Oh God... Dana... oh my God..." His breathing comes faster, and she feels his arms tighten around her; his cock is suddenly huge inside her.

"Mulder... Fox... oh... AHHH!!!" She bucks hard underneath him as she comes, her sex clutching rhythmically at his cock.

At that moment, Mulder quickens his thrusts; he can't hold back another second and lets himself spill into her, pushing himself up against her violently. "Ohhh..." He loosens his grip on her as he relaxes, her breasts still heaving underneath his chest, their bodies lightly covered in sweat. As the urgency of their lovemaking subsides, they each brave looking into the others' eyes.

"Mul-"

He cuts her off gently, and whispers, "Scully, I..."

He is silenced by her finger on his lips. She is smiling up at him warmly, with a sureness that relieves his spirit of any doubt. He grins broadly and bends to kiss her forehead.

He is roused suddenly by the faint sound of a latch clicking into place; looking up, he sees the barest trace of cigarette smoke hanging in the air.

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