X-otica (NC-17) by Rosie & Sheryl
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Written during one wild five day weekend in Toronto with the Dragon, Sheryl Martin (I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!) ;-) ... and you think Jackie's crazy! Now I know where she gets it!
Oh, one more thing... *WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!* This story contains absolutely no violence or angst against the characters; just plenty of gratuitous sex between them...!
Definitely rated NC-17!!! All characters copyright of Ten Thirteen Productions and Chris Carter... No infringement is intended...
... and justice for all...
X-otica by Rosie... and the Dragon! ;-)
Mulder and Scully sat on the aeroplane, each opening the sealed envelope they had been given upon takeoff. A slew of papers spilled out over their laps. Mulder picked up a gaudy-coloured flyer while Scully reached for the official assignment orders.
"A Senator died of a heart attack a month ago..." Dana started.
"Garden of Eden Lovers Retreat..." Fox read.
"He was on five Senate committees..."
"Sensual and secret resorts..."
"They want us to investigate in case anything was amiss at the time of his death..."
"All your fantasies fulfilled..."
"Excuse me?" Scully looked at him. "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Mulder grinned. "Just doing a little studying on our destination."
"Welcome to the Garden of Eden." The cheerful young man beamed, offering Fox the single room key. He took it, a little confused. "Hope you enjoy your stay, Mr. and Mrs. Mulder..." Dana almost choked.
"I will kill Skinner. I will autopsy him alive and then get really upset... I will..." Grumbling under her breath, she swung the door open ahead of Fox, still struggling with the luggage. She stood still in amazement. Mulder bumped her with the baggage, not realising that she had stopped. Dropping the bags at their feet, they stared at the interior of the small bungalow.
The four-poster bed with ivory silk and satin sheets filled the middle of the room. Rose petals were strewed over the pillows. Two scented candles were burning on the nightstand, their perfume filling the air. A wide screen television set with a video collection filled one wall; the other walls being painted with sensual and erotic images. Champagne was chilling in a silver ice bucket, the two crystal goblets waiting to be filled.
"All your fantasies fulfilled...." Mulder said softly to himself. Scully stepped inside, her eyes wide with embarrassment and confusion.
"I'll kill him... I really will." She spun to face Fox. "You better not have anything to do with this..." She threatened.
"Hey, I don't know anything..." He raised his hands in surrender. "I just read the orders like you did..." He grinned. "Nice place though..."
That afternoon they returned to their room, disappointed at the information they had gleaned from the guests and staff. No one had even been curious about the Senator's sudden attack; in fact they all wondered at the man's stamina...
"He was dating a woman thirty years younger..." Mulder mused as he shut the door behind him, dropping his sweater on the floor. Scratching his bare skin, he tugged at his Bermuda shorts, sighing at the heat. At least here he could get away with not wearing a shirt, unlike the office.
"Guess he didn't have a lot of stamina." Scully smiled, brushing the sand off the front of her sundress.
"But I bet he died with a smile on his face." Mulder laughed as he opened the window, letting the cool afternoon air brush over them. He fell face-first onto the bed with a sigh of contentment.
"You should be so lucky, Mulder." She picked up a feather that had blown over to land at her feet. "What do you think I should do with this?" She said with a mischievous look on her face.
He mumbled, his face buried in the pillow. Taking a few steps over to the bed, she lightly traced the edges of his ear, watching him swat at it ineffectively as he refused to raise his face.
Slowly she trailed it down the back of his ear and over his neck, tickling the soft hairs as she drew it lightly across his skin. He shrugged his shoulders, as if to ward off the sensation. She drew it down his spine, enjoying his reaction.
"Scully..." He murmured into the pillow. "What are you doing?"
"Guess." She watched his skin twitch as she drew lazy circles atop his bare back.
"Don't do that." Mulder shifted his body to one side, trying to avoid the feather. "I said, don't do that..."
"Since when do I take orders from you?" Climbing on the bed, she sat on the back of his thighs, pinning him to the mattress. Running the feather down along his sides, she watched him jerk in response. Tickling lightly, she traced each rib, watching him shift and slide to each side under her. Leaning over, she shifted her weight to effectively keep his movements under control.
He stopped moving, feeling her atop him. Fox felt her soft breath on his skin, causing shivers to rake over his body. With a growl, he flipped himself over, deftly catching her in his arms as she fell to one side then back atop him. Wrapping his arms around her, he chuckled as she struggled to get free.
"I told you to stop." His hands flew to her sides, tickling and tracing over the thin summer fabric. She squirmed back and forth, laughing as she tried to get away.
Suddenly Mulder put his head back and groaned, his hands tightening at her waist. She stopped moving, feeling him rise underneath her; the intense heat taking her breath away. Shifting slightly, she watched him bite his lip.
"Ah... don't do that..." Closing his eyes, he increased his grip on her. With a smile, she stopped moving.
He slowly rotated his hips, hearing her gasp as a tremor ran through her body. Putting her head down on his chest, she avoided his eyes. Reaching up, Fox grabbed her hands, intertwining their fingers as he raised them above her head. Opening her eyes, she found herself inches from his face, their eyes locking. Slowly he began to move, feeling her instinctively mirroring his body motion,grinding her hips against him. Excruciating pleasure etched itself on his face as he rose to meet her. The pressure of their grip on each others hands increased as their motions gained urgency. Suddenly Dana closed her eyes, arching her back as her body stiffened against him. He felt the strength of her climax running through his own body, causing him to explode in a burst of heat.
"So that's what I should do with that feather..." She gasped, lifting her face to his with a smile.
Dana let herself in the room, relaxed after taking a leisurely stroll. She walked over to where Fox lay sprawled on the bed, a bowl of strawberries and whipped cream in front of him.
"As far as I can tell there's nothing at all strange about the Senator's death. I checked in with the front desk and there's a flight out tomorrow at noon...Mulder? Mulder?"
She watched as he licked a dab of whipped cream from his upper lip, never once taking his eyes from the screen. She glanced over to see what he was watching with a questioning look on her face. Tilting her head from one side to the other, Dana frowned.
"How on earth do they do that?"
He smiled up at her. "It's simple."
"Oh really? Then how did you figure it out?"
"Is that a challenge?" He rolled off the bed and approached her. She raised an eyebrow.
He slid his right arm behind her knees and effortlessly swept her up. Carrying her out to the garden, he walked over to the ivy-covered gazebo. The scent of jasmine filled the warm night air. A rope hammock hung inside, stretched from one side to the other.
Fox placed her tenderly into it, then swung his leg over to straddle her thighs, his feet still firmly on the ground.
"I never refuse a challenge."
Leaning forward, he took one foot off the ground; the motion causing the hammock to spin wildly. They suddenly found themselves entangled in a rope cocoon.
"I don't remember this part." She deadpanned.
His head was pressed against her chest, one hand wrapped around her waist and the other trapped between their intertwined legs.
Fox could feel Dana's hands resting behind his head, the fingers tenderly touching his neck. Silently he began to caress the back of her knees, tickling the sensitive skin. She tried to get away, but couldn't. Leisurely his hand began to creep up higher, lightly stroking up and down. As he reached her upper thigh, he paused.
He felt her soft kiss in his hair, encouraging him. His hand continued to travel upward under her dress. Fox felt her quick intake of breath as he moved between her legs to rub her gently through the fabric for a few minutes. He then slipped under the silky material, his fingers lovingly probing.
She restlessly moved against him; biting her lip. His fingers continued their sensual exploration, becoming more bold as she groaned aloud. Dana was overwhelmed by the sensation - the tension in her belly was coiling tighter and tighter craving sweet release. She desperately wanted it... arching her body, her hips moved sensually, pressing against his hand. Her eyes shut tightly, she gasped loudly.
Fox seemed to know exactly how to work her body for maximum pleasure and continued to draw her higher and higher. Slowly he moved his hand up to lightly rub the most sensitive spot on her body with his index finger.
The results were immediate. Dana cried out as she came in such an intense climax that she thought she would faint from the sensations shattering her mind and body. Heart pounding; her breath coming in short gasps, she just lay there.
A few minutes later, Fox untangled them from the hammock. Getting to her feet, Dana could feel him looking at her. She wouldn't meet his eyes. He leaned forward, tenderly raising her face with a finger under her chin. Gently brushing her lips with his own, he pulled back.
"So which do you prefer, fantasy or reality?" He asked with a soft smile.
"Reality. Definitely reality." She said, returning his smile.
Mulder hugged her, savouring her relaxation and comforting hold on him."Let's go see what's on CNN for their midnight wrap-up of the news." They headed back towards the bungalow.
Taking her morning shower, Dana raised her face, feeling the hot water run over her head and down her body. A blast of cold air ran across her back as she heard the shower door open and close behind her. She didn't turn around.
She felt his familiar touch on her shoulder; gently kneading. A shiver ran down her spine as his lips lightly brushed the back of her neck, the day-old stubble on his face tickling her skin, heightening the sensation. He paused, waiting.
Her hand reached around behind him to grip the back of his head, bringing him forward as she turned her head. Her eyes stayed closed. Lightly she kissed his mouth, then released him as she turned back away from his face.
His fingers spread as he skimmed them slowly down her back to caress her buttocks before moving back up to trace the curves of her body.
She drew in her breath as his hands crept up to cup her breasts, the thumbs brushing across the already-stiff nipples, working them into hotter, harder points of arousal.
With his right hand, he reached up and tenderly turned her face towards him again. Her eyes still closed, Dana parted her lips, waiting. As his lips met hers, she felt a rush of lightheadedness as his tongue duelled hotly with hers.
His body pressed tightly against hers, one arm encircling her waist. When his other hand slipped down between her legs, she gasped into his mouth. Fox answered her with a growl deep in the back of his throat. He tightened his hold on her waist and she could feel him pulsing firmly against her hip.
Tilting her hips back, she leaned forward, bracing her hands against the cold tiles in front of them. Still pressed tightly against her, Fox followed her movement, his hands coming to rest next to hers, their outer fingers entwining. A shiver ran through her body, mirrored in his own as he felt her tremble under him.
He ran his tongue along the back of her neck, darting up to her earlobe where he tugged playfully with his teeth. She moved restlessly against him, laughing lightly as he swirled his tongue inside her ear. Turning her head away,her eyes still closed, Dana tried to shake him loose, but in response he went to the other side, meeting her lips again. Running his tongue over her lips and teeth gently, he felt a jolt of pleasure as her tongue fought back, invading his own mouth in retaliation. Their kisses became more urgent; more demanding. After a few minutes of this jousting, he pulled back, his pulse racing.
He bent his knees to position himself between her legs. She was hot and wet as he rubbed against her. The sensation was electric as they gasped in unison.
Fox buried his face in her shoulder, stifling a moan. She responded by thrusting her hips back in invitation. She let out a gasp as she felt him enter her, throwing her head back, eyes tightly closed. He lightly nipped and sucked the length of her neck, savouring the incredible sensation of being inside her. Restlessly Dana growled, urging him on.
He began to slowly move, arching his back as the waves of pleasure surged over them both. Lifting his head, he let the hot water run down over his face and between their bodies as their movements increased. Reaching back, she brought his head forward again, taking a firm grip in his hair as she let a deep moan escape her lips. He kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck... anywhere he could reach. Pulling his hands off the wall, he wrapped his arms around her, one hand tightly around her waist. The other dropped down between her legs to stroke her eagerly, feeling her tighten around him in anticipation.
Suddenly her whole body stiffened; shuddering against him. He tightened his grip on her as a moment later he exploded within her; sucking air in sharply over his teeth. Feeling her sag under him, he supported her as their breathing returned to normal, nuzzling the back of her neck as his heart slowed. Her eyes still closed, she leaned forward again, resting her forehead against the cool tiles. Fox leaned forward with her, hugging her tightly as he kissed her shoulder tenderly. Releasing her, he backed away.
She heard the shower door open and close again, the cool air running in to fill the space he had left. Lifting her face again to the hot water, she opened her eyes.
Mulder pulled up in front of Scully's building. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow at the office then." He said.
"I guess so. I hope Skinner's not too mad that there wasn't anything mysterious to this case."
"Are you upset about the trip?"
She looked at him directly. "No, I'm not upset. Not upset at all... I'll see you tomorrow."
He waited until she was safely inside the building before he pulled away from the curb.
"All your fantasies fulfilled..." He murmured, a soft smile on his face.
Note: X-otica does NOT fit into the timeline of any of the stories from Sheryl Martin's Dragon/Downtime/Paperwork series. Comments to the author at [email protected]
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