Reply To: davephile@yahoo.com Title: Click Here... Author: Adrienne Classification: VRA Rating: NC-17 Keywords: MSR Summary: (By my friend Jen) (to the tune of...Mulder and Scully sittin' in the tree...) Mulder and Scully in the office learning about the-clitoris first comes Scully with the help of Mulder there then comes Mulder in the office chair! Disclaimer: Fox Mulder and Dana Scully are not mine and I never claimed them as such. Also, the material taken from the website www.the-clitoris.com is not mine and I don't claim it to be either. Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to Jolene because we all know this is Jolene's favorite page. For more of my stories, go to http://members.dencity.com/general_store. It was early Saturday morning and the sun had barely risen. Scully, who had been unable to sleep, decided to get an early start on the mountains of work that she and Mulder had put off until the weekend. She walked the silent halls of the J. Edgar Ho over Building, listening to the echoes of her heels on the tile. It was spooky-yes, spooky-riding down the elevator to the basement at that time of day. No one was around, not even the maintenance workers. She was completely alone. Sometimes she liked it that way. It was a time of contemplative solitude for her. S he entered the office, glancing at rays of sunlight weakly diffusing through the tiny windows. How nice it would be to have an office where the sun could shine and you could see...trees. Other people. But then it wouldn't be the same. She sighed and plopped down at Mulder's desk, tracing a finger over the lightly dusty surface. He had never been big on cleaning house. Yellow #2 pencils were haphazardly scattered all over the desk amongst computer printouts, mugs, pens, and one of those time-wasting paperweights with the goo inside. She flipped it, watching the green ooze drip slowly down the middle. She hated green ooze. Scully flipped the computer on, leaning back in Mulder's chair, liking how the used softness of it enveloped her. She was going to check her e-mail, yes, just for a couple minutes. Before she got down to work. She typed in her password and double cli cked on the e-mail icon. She had two messages. She clicked on the first, from her friend Jolene in Minnesota. "Dana, Check out this website. You might need to show that partner of yours. Just kidding. http://www.the-clitoris.com Love, Jolene" Scully's eyes widened as she read the e-mail. She looked around self-consciously, wondering what to do next. No one was around; Mulder wouldn't be here for hours. She could take a peek. It was a very interesting subject...one that she didn't mind lear ning a few more tricks of the trade for. She clicked on the link and Internet Explorer popped up and promptly crashed. Scully sighed and clicked on the Netscape icon on Mulder's desktop, copying and pasting the URL into the address line. She hit Enter and waited. The page was pink. And it had...a picture of a blooming flower. Jesus, Jolene, she thought to herself as she scanned down the subjects. Anatomy, Development, Orgasm, Masturbation, Cunnilingus, Massage, Intercourse... Massage...Cunnilingus...Masturbat ion. Scully clicked on the link. It had been awhile, she justified to herself. Maybe there were some new techniques. She read down the page, feeling herself become more turned on as she read the descriptions of masturbation. Then she got to the confessionals...things people had tried, and liked, and were willing to share. She gulped and began reading, her eyes consuming every detail. "I love my orgasms and none are as intense as the ones I experience through masturbation. I have two techniques. One is in the shower, standing with legs spread, fixing the shower massage to *pulse* and letting the water hit the side of my clitoris..." Scully bit her lip as she felt blood rushing between her legs, giving her a full, hot feeling. She gently slid her hand down her stomach and rested it over the warm surface, pressing her fingers against the fabric lightly. "The other way is on my back, on the bed, with a tiny vibrator... Again, I move it up and down and in a circular motion on the side of my clit. Sometimes I need to fill myself and have a dildo handy for the last second so I can contract on something, feel like I'm pulling it in..." Scully pressed her hand hard against her crotch now, kneading gently and feeling herself damp underneath her fingers. Yeah, it had been awhile. Probably too long. She sighed softly and read on, massaging herself more, feeling her arousal mounting. Sh e finished the Masturbation section and clicked to the Massage section. She began reading, her eyes running quickly over the phrases as she moved her hand more quickly over herself, finding that she was quickly becoming lost in her excitement. She could f eel the blood pulsing through her sensitive folds of skin, and wondered if she should dare to slip her fingers under her panties, to touch herself in Mulder's chair, in their office. The urge was overcoming her, and she tried to fight it off. "Well, what do we have here." *Oh my god.* Scully jumped, pulling her hand away from between her legs, and looked sharply over to Mulder. He was standing at the side of the desk, smiling at her. Had he seen where her hand was? Would he see...*oh GOD...* Mulder walked around, sitting on the edge of the desk. "Are you hacking into my secret files or what?" His eyes flew over the screen and his mouth slightly opened. "I'm guessing not." "Uhhmm...." Scully moved the mouse quickly, going to close the browser. Mulder smacked his hand down on hers, pulling the mouse away. "Don't close that, I want to see what you're reading, Scully." "No, you don't, Mulder." She fought against his hand, trying to move the mouse. He held her hand and stood up beside her, bending over slightly to get to her eye level. "Yes, I really do, Scully." His eyes scanned the page, reading quickly. She watched his face, unable to look at the screen out of sheer embarrassment, and saw his eyes widen just a little. "So, all this is, is advice?" He said, his mouth by her ear. He used his grasp of her hand on the mouse to scroll down the screen. She shivered a little at the breath on her ear. Damn, she was turned on. "Yeah. I guess so. My friend sent me the link." "Nice friend," Mulder quipped, his eyes resting on a passage. "Very gently grasp the shaft of her clitoris with your thumb and index finger..." he read softly, grinning. "Mulder..." "Scully, I'm reading. I'm reading to you." "Stop it." He tightened his grip on her hand and read on. "Gently slide the loose tissue covering her clitoris around, primarily back and forth, getting a feel for the shape and firmness of her clitoris." Scully squirmed slightly, the hot pulsating between her legs becoming harder and harder to ignore. She looked over to the door frame, around the room, trying to disregard his husky voice. Mulder stopped, turning his head slightly so that his lips were lightly touching her ear. "Scully?" She tilted her head away just a little. "What?" "You want to try this, don't you." Her heart skipped a beat. She was shocked. And now, incredibly turned on. "What are you talking about?" "You know what I'm talking about." He gestured to the computer screen with his free hand. "This. What I'm reading. You want to try it." "I guess so." Her throat was dry, voice barely a squeak. She could feel him breathe against her neck for a moment. "I want to try it too." *Oh my god.* *Did he just say what I thought he said?* "Mulder, I..." She stopped in the middle of her sentence as he took his free hand and slid it down her stomach quickly, resting it right between her legs. His advances were surprising the hell out of her. He knew what he wanted to do. She gasped softly and turned h er head, looking over into his eyes. "Do you want me to do this for you?" His voice was low, challenging. She almost whimpered in response. Her mind was swimming with the tension she felt between their bodies. "Yeah..." She whispered, arching an eyebrow. His reaction was a slow smile, as his fingers gently stroked the fabric covering her aroused skin. "I need you to sit on the desk..." "Mmm hmmm..." She rose, and he swiped his hand across it, scattering pencils and papers over the floor. She sat on the edge, and he stood up straight in front of her, never losing eye contact. Scully watched his hand as he slowly undid the button of her dress pants, and pulled down the zipper gently. Then he slipped his fingers slowly down under her silky green panties, past the soft mound of hair, and directly to her clit. He knew where h e was going. She leaned back on her arms slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips. She felt his fingers wander down to her wet opening, gathering moisture, before sliding back up to grasp the sensitive nub, moving back and forth against it slowly. "Oh...Mulder..." Scully breathed. "I think that's what it said to do," he whispered, putting his face next to her cheek. He wanted to watch her closely, observing each reaction. "Aren't you going to read it..." she sighed, gasping as he tightened his fingers. "I think I can ad lib from now on," replied Mulder, watching her face tense. She was barely closing her eyes, a small smile surfacing. He moved his fingers against her clit, back and forth more frequently now. "Mmmmm..." She was starting to come now, slowly, achingly. He slowed his kissing and his stroking, leaving her hanging over the verge of explosion. She drew her mouth away from his. "Mulder, mmmm please..." He kissed her again, speeding up his massaging, and she felt herself quickly approaching that level again. Then he slowed. She moaned in agony against his lips as she rose and fell; he played her teasingly several times, bringing her to the edge and pulling her back just as soon as she hit it. "I wanna come..." she groaned against his mouth, her eyes glaring into his. She wasn't angry, just desperately seeking the resolution of his sweet torture. His eyes were dancing. "I'll make you." He sped up, and didn't stop this time. His fingers moving faster, and pressing harder against her clit. She felt her body arch up, her lips pressed against his as she felt herself teetering on the borderline. Biting his lower lip gently, she came wit h a soft moan, the breath through her nose coming out hard against his cheek. Her chest was heaving. She let go of his lip, and he let go of her clit, hand cupping her lightly. "So..." Mulder whispered, kneading his palm against her. "Sooo..." she moaned back, breathless. "What part of this website should we go to next?" Mulder's eyes scanned the subject listing on the left of the screen, intently searching for a new topic. He moved his hand to her cheek and stroked it lightly. Scully could smell herself on him, feeling the incredible urge to kiss him hard and pull h im on top of her body, to make love to him, if he would let her. But she couldn't...this was a man with a plan. "Orgasm...already covered that..." he grinned, leaning over and kissing her ear. She laughed softly, nervously, her earlobe burning hot. "Hmmm..." "What?" Scully asked, leaning over the screen. "Well, the next topic is Masturbation." Her heart again skipped a beat. "What's next?" "Hold on, there, Scully." Mulder looked into her eyes and smiled. "Why don't we discuss this a little longer." "Why?" she asked, leaning her head into his hand that cupped her face. He kissed down her neck gently, and she felt herself melting again. "Because, Scully..." She could feel his breath against her skin. "I've always wanted to watch you do it." "You have..." she breathed. "Oh yeah." Scully didn't think she could get more turned on. But she did when he said that. "I...okay..." she replied faintly as he nipped at her ear. His mouth moved to her lips and kissed her fully, slowly. She responded just as slowly, savoring the silky texture of his mouth on hers. He pulled away and brushed the hair out of her face, s miling. "Only if you want to," he said, his eyes honest and sincere. "Mulder, I want to." He kissed her again, harder, in response. "I can't keep my lips off of you," he moaned close to her mouth, "but I can, I will." "Are you going to read to me?" "I wanna know the way you do it...not anyone else. Show me how..." She kissed him, taking his beautiful lower lip into her mouth. "Kiss me..." And he did, watching her between kisses as she slipped her right hand down, over her stomach, fingers seeking her oversensitive clit. She shivered at the sensation, a low breath escaping her chest slowly. He kissed the line of her jaw, letting her br eathe. Scully moved her fingers around lightly, then harder, finding herself more aroused than ever before. She had never done this with another person right in front of her, and it was turning her on incredibly to feel her fingers against herself and his m outh on her body. He ran a hand over her shoulder, and down her chest slowly as he found her right breast through her suit and squeezed, his palm cupping the underside lightly. She moaned softly and kept her thumb at her clit while her two middle fingers found her wet opening, prodding inside. She thrust them deeply-she loved to surprise herself with the hard penetration, to make herself gasp. She could feel him watching her as he ran a hand up her arm, from her wrist between her legs to her shoulder. She moved her thumb harder over it, flicking and rubbing, letting her head loll back slightly on her left shoulder. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply as she felt the dual sensation of her fingers and his sucking the hollow of her throat. She felt herself coming again, after a few minutes of rubbing and fingering herself for him. She whimpered softly, fingers moving faster, and he stopped to watch more now, his cheek against hers, his wispy dark hairs tickling the back of her neck. Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist, stopping all movement between her legs. "What are you...what are you doiiing..." she gasped, her hand fighting against his. "I don't want you to come again...you have to save that energy, Scully." "For what," she growled, gritting her teeth at the general progression back down from climax. Falling...the searing state of calming arousal. "For when we move to..." He looked at the screen quickly. "Cunnilingus." "What?" "You know what that is, Scully?" "Mulder, you've got to be kidding me..." Scully moaned, shifting her hips. "Yeah, you know. Tongue fu. Eating out. You know?" Scully laughed lightly. "Mulder, I know what it is, damn it." "You don't want me to do this?" "Oh god...yes...I do." She kissed him, pressing her tongue against his teeth until he parted his jaws slightly, kissing her back. He wrapped his arms around her waist as they kissed passionately, pushing her back on the desk and cradling her head wit h his hand while he moved his lips over her neck and face. "Stay here..." he whispered, trailing his tongue over her ear and down her neck. She moaned and turned her head to him slightly. He kissed her once and then moved down her body, bypassing her chest completely, getting on his knees as he skillfully sl id her pants and panties all the way down her legs. He lightly pulled her shoes off, and then her clothing down over her feet. He then spread his fingers over her satin thighs, kissing and sucking the inside of her knee hanging over the desk. She sighed softly, nervously adjusting her hips again. He pushed her legs up with his palms on the bottom of her feet, directing them to the edge of the desk, spread just enough so that he could fit nicely between them. She moaned, and felt the cold air hit her warm, moist folds of skin as her legs separ ated. "Mulder..." she sighed, feeling his presence there but no touch. "Hey, Scully. Listen to this," he started, looking at the screen, his fingers lightly tracing the tender skin on the insides of her thighs. "Since your tongue may grow tired, be sure to use your lips and tongue to caress and suck on her delicate tiss ues in alternation." "God, Mulder. Yeah." "If you extend your tongue fully, and you're not use to it, it will soon get tired. It is better to get your mouth as close to her clitoris and labia as possible. Use short strokes with your tongue just extending from your mouth," he continued, with a quick open-mouthed suck on her leg. "Jeeeeesus." "Sounds good to me, eh Scully?" "Fuck..." "Wow. Scully, you talk dirty when you're hot." He let his lips travel, feather-light, over her leg, up and down. She squirmed, hands up on the top of her thighs. "Mulder come on..." She twiddled her toes, sighing. She felt his mouth hot on her flesh and arched her back involuntarily. He sucked at her skin, drawing it into his mouth and nibbling gently. "Mul...Mulder..." she gasped, barely audible. He flattened his tongue against the skin in his mouth and stroked, letting go, and running his tongue through her folds slowly, exploring every inch of them. He brought his tongue down to her wet opening and traced around it, then slowly moved back up, gauging her sighs and pausing when she flinched. He concentrated in the sensitive spots that made her moan aloud; the side of her clit, her inner folds. She wasn't incredibly vocal, but knew how to tell him what she wanted. He flicked his tongue around, against her clit in short strokes, while his teeth grazed against her skin a little bit below it. It made her pant a little, made her squirm. "Come on Scully...lose control." His words shocked her...how did he know? "I...I can't." "Yes, you can." He took her clit between his lips and sucked hard, making her buck her hips and whimper softly. He pushed the tip of his tongue against it, flicking hard and suckling gently. "Mulder I...Mulder..." she moaned, her hips drawing away from him. He grabbed her hips and held her at the edge of the desk, continuing his assault on her senses. She squirmed, feeling shots of pleasure reverberating through her body. He nipped and s ucked, slowly inserting two fingers into her, pushing in little strokes until they were fully in and then pulling out slowly. Pushing in faster. Pulling out more slowly. Hearing her baited breaths and pants. "Jesus...mmmmmm....god..." she whispered, whimpering. "Mulder...please..." He quickly flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit, running around it in circles in between bouts of tongue strokes. "Shit, Mulder, oh GOD..." she moaned loudly, moving her hips against him, her fingernails digging into her thighs. "Come..." he murmured, continuing his tongue movements. "MMMmmmmhhh...yes...Mulder..." She was almost screaming. He was glad it was so early in the morning that no one was there. She was really getting into it now. He pressed his face into her more, tongue working hard against her clit, fingers darting in and out of her, thrusting hard, making her climax. "Mulder!!" she cried, her hips and back arching up, as he kept his mouth on her, feeling her come through the spasms around his fingers. She couldn't speak, her mouth agape slightly. He kissed her flesh lightly, all around, little licks here and there. She was rolling in her orgasm, involuntary spasms wracking her body, making her gasp and writhe. He hadn't ever seen her lose control like this before. It was so unnatural for her, but seemed so right now. He kissed her legs and moved up to her lips, pressing his body against hers and kissing her neck gently. "Mmmmm." Scully put her arm around his head, pulling him closer. "Is that all you have to say?" he replied, running his tongue over her skin. "Yes." She turned her head and kissed him hard, her hand roaming through the back of his hair. He kissed back, pressing his body against her side, and she felt his erection against her bare hip. Her hand traveled down his side, down the front of his stomach , feeling his heat through his clothing as she cupped it, squeezing unrelentingly. He broke the kiss and moaned slightly, but she pressed her lips against his again, muffling his sounds with her mouth. "What's the next section," she murmured against his lips. She knew what it was. She just wanted to hear it from him. He glanced over at the computer screen, eyes widening a bit, looking up at hers. "Inter...Intercourse." He cleared his throat. "What's wrong with that, Mulder?" She moved her hand up against his cock. "Oh, god Scully, there is nothing wrong with that at all," he gasped. She circled her fingers around him as well as she could through the fabric of his dark pants. "Mmmm hmmm. So, are you going to read to me?" He groaned, his hips thrusting gently against her hand and her side. "I'd rather just show you how it works...ohh, Scully, you don't know what you're doing to me." "I think I have an idea, Mulder, I'm a medical doctor." "Well good, because I think I need some work done." He began unbuttoning her suit top urgently, his fingers working hard at the small black buttons. The sides of her suit jacket fell away, exposing her chest and green lace bra. Spreading his fingers out over her bare stomach, he lightly grazed his teeth over the front of her neck. "I like green...it looks good on you," he whispered, panting slightly as she worked her hand against his throbbing cock. He moved down slightly, immediately missing the feel of her hand on his groin. He began licking her stomach, trailing the tip of his tongue around her belly button. She moved slightly under his mouth, putting a hand on his head and pressing it to her tummy. He kissed her abdomen and teased the skin with his teeth. "Mulder...I like you." "Oh yeah?" He moved his mouth up to the tops of her breasts, running his lips over them. "Mmmm hmm." She curled her fingers around his hair. "Well Scully, I like you too. But I would like you better if you took this bra off." Scully laughed, sitting up to his questioning eyes. "I think so too," she whispered, kissing him again. He put his hands on her waist, kissing her hard. She unhooked the back of her bra and it fell loose, as she swiped the straps down her arms. He st ared into her eyes as they kissed, both observing the other's reactions. He didn't stop kissing her when he reached his hand up to touch her left breast, fingers curving over the top, underside resting on his palm. He just watched her flutter her eyelids a few times, sucking on his lip and never breaking her intense gaze. Mulder moved his other hand up and did the same to her right breast, gently kneading. She could feel her nipples getting hard against his hands as he worked them, breaking their kiss for a breath, diving into it again before he could say a word. She moved her hands down his well muscled back, curving her fingers against his ass and gripping it. She had always wanted to do that. Always. He removed his hands from her breasts to unbutton his dress shirt, exposing his tight white t-shirt underneath. She immediately moved her hands up to his pecs, feeling the defined lines down to his torso. She pulled his shirt up over his head and he took hold of it, grabbing it and throwing it across the room. Scully couldn't control herself-she pressed her lips against his chest, between his nipples, kissing the tan skin open-mouthed and moving to his nipple. She sucked it and heard him sigh, rolling her eyes upwards to watch his lip twitch just a little as her mouth rose with his deep breath. His hands went to the top of her thighs, sliding back down between them, and over her stomach. They were everywhere, leaving a path of tingling anticipation. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and they fell with a mere push of her hands on them. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of them, leaving a Mulderesque pile of clothing and shoes on the floor. He pressed into her, her inner thighs pressing against his hips as she felt his hard cock next to her. "Jesus, Mulder..." "Not yet..." he whispered, sucking on her ear, and down her neck. He slid himself against her, stroking her clit with his erection, and she moaned and pushed her hips against him. "Oh god, why not." He stepped away, kissing her jawline, his fingers lightly pressed into her back. Then he moved away and sat on his chair. Scully looked at him, his body slightly glimmering with the formation of sweat on his skin, his cock hard and at attention. She put her hands on the edge of the desk, tossing her hair gently, raising her eyebrows. "Come sit on my lap, Scully." She shivered as she processed his request through her sex-fogged mind. She hopped off of the desk, walking the short distance over to him and stepping over his thighs, straddling him but hovering just above his body. "Never thought we'd be using your chair for this," she murmured, dipping her head down to kiss him. "I did." He kissed her back harder. She laughed against his lips and he returned a lopsided grin. "You did, huh." She ran her mouth down the tendons straining lightly from his neck. "Yeah...in my dreams...I'd meet you down here and we'd fuck just like this." "We're not fucking yet." She smiled and looked into his eyes. "Well...we are now..." Mulder muttered, grabbing her hips and pushing her down on top of him. The aim was perfect, like he knew right where to go. "Oh god..." she whispered, feeling him penetrate her slowly, deeply. She put her hands on his shoulders and gripped them, her mouth slightly open. He put his lips between her breasts, sucking gently as he pulled her back up. She gripped his shoulders harder, pressing herself down in a desperate attempt to feel full of him again. His hands moved up her hips, her sides, and down to the small of her back. "Scully," he moaned against her skin, grating his teeth lightly against it. She gasped, tilting her head back a bit, rising back up only to lower herself back down harder in his lap. He began to move his hips, starting a rhythm that quickly ran out of control between them, emphasized by the moist slap of their skin together as he thrust into her body. Scully concentrated on the sound for a few moments before losing herself in the sensations of his cock massaging her from the inside out. She panted, making sounds that crossed between moans and whimpers as she slid around him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hands in the back of his hair, tugging as she felt herself rising to yet another climax. This one burned inside of her, and his hand reaching down to rub her clit only made it ache more. "Mulder..." she moaned between pants, squeezing her muscles tightly around him. He breathed deeply, moving just a little faster into her. They weren't fucking hard-it was just right, just enough to let each of them know that the other was there. She felt him groan between her breasts, the vibrations sending a powerful sensation down her spine. His fingers on her clit massaged harder and she felt the first wave of orgasm hit her deep inside, moving up with her hot blood to her head and taking her home. She gasped, mouth agape, a little whimper escaping with a sharp breath out and back in, as if she were drowning in it. Mulder felt her writhe in his arms, spasms both inside and outside her as she pressed her mouth against his, a deep, probing kiss. He felt himself explode, his denial of the urge to climax no longer essential. He pulled her hard against him, thrustin g a few more times, feeling her over every inch of his body. They sat in each other's arms, balancing on the chair with expert ability. He stroked her back and played with the back of her hair as she put her head on his shoulder. "I wonder when someone's gonna come down here and find us like this," he joked against her neck. "No one ever comes down here, Mulder." "Sure they do. Hell, Skinner could come in any moment." Scully shivered and pulled him closer. "He'd probably like it." "Probably." He massaged her tense back muscles, feeling them ease under his fingers. "So, what are your plans for today?" "Well, I have one more e-mail left to check. I wonder who it is." "Oh, that would be me." He kissed her shoulder. "Why did you e-mail me?" She kissed his ear. "To tell you I'd be in to work early."