Story: Dirty Girl
Rated: NC17
Author: Nichole
Classification: MSR, RST.
Archive: Yes, but let me know where.
Feedback: Hell yeah! scoob4u@yahoo.com
Summary: A continuation of my previous
story "Dirty Woman". Scully is set out to seduce
Mulder, and he is more than willing to oblige.
Written in Mulder's POV.
Spoilers: None, this story is set sometime
during season 6.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mulder and Scully.
They belong to Chris Carter, 1013, and FOX.
(I'm just borrowing them for a little NC17 fun.
And God knows CC won't ever do it.)

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We barely spoke in the car, it was as though
nothing had happened. I tried to think of how
many times this routine had come into play before.

When we reached the police headquarters and we
calmly walked up to the steps, like so many times
before. We hardly even looked at each other as
we walked side by side.

"You first." I motioned her through the door
before me. She took slow, deliberate steps,
showing the curves of her shapely hips as she strode
inside.
I watched her walk, my desire for her climbing once
again to uncontrollable heights.

"I'm Agent Scully with the FBI, this is my partner
Agent Mulder." She flashed her ID at the man sitting
at the desk. I pulled the my ID out of my left jacket
pocket to show the man my credentials as well.

"We are here to see Detective Wallace." She finished.

"God, I love how this woman takes control, how she is
so professional and so honest." I thought to myself
as my partner spoke.

"Right, his office is just down the hall, to
the left." The man instructed, pointing with his
right hand.

Scully led the way down the hall, with me
walking right behind her.

"Ouch!" She said, stopping dead in her tracks.
I bumped into the back of her, the mound in my
pants hitting her lower back. I could swear that
I heard her moan, but it was probably my own
that I had heard. Leaving her body still against me
for a moment, she abruptly bent over, reaching for
her shoe.

"Got something in your shoe?" I asked, trying not
to sound too obvious.

She slipped her shoe back on and slowly turned around
with a small pebble pinched between her index finger
and thumb.

"Damn gravel outside.." She looked up into my eyes,
expecting me to say something in reply.

"Damn gravel." I whispered. She turned around
and began to walk again, stopping outside
the office and knocking on the doorway.

"Yes?" A voice said from inside.

"I am Agent Scully and this is Agent Mulder.
You asked to speak with us about the Wonamaker
case?" She once again took my breath away with
her formal introduction.

"Yes, come in and have a seat." The Detective
kindly instructed. Scully stepped into the office
and I followed her. It was then that I saw the good
Detective. Early 40's, clean cropped light brown hair,
thin build, but had muscular overtones.
I immediately saw him as a threat. He smiled at
Scully with a full set of white teeth, taking her
hand in a formal handshake. God how I wanted to kill him!
He reached out and shook my hand before I took my seat
next to Scully.

I could tell that Scully was impressed with him by
the expression on her face. It was so sappy that
I wanted to smack it off of her. I tried to take over
the conversation so that the spell he had put on her
would be broken, but he purposefully avoided my
questions just to talk to her.
Damn him! I wanted to reach across the table and
choke him with the ugly-ass tie that was neatly tied
around his neck.

I had been kicked out of the conversation the
minute she laid her eyes on him, and it hurt.
It hurt a lot. How dare she make moves towards
me and tease me as she did, then turn into a
two-timing hussy? No, not my Scully. She would
never do that to me. Or would she?

My cell phone rang and I used it as an excuse to
leave the office, telling them that I needed to take
it. -They barely noticed my absence. A few moments
later, Scully emerged from the office with an unusual
grin on her face.

Damn it! That was the grin that I was supposed to
leave her with, not that asshole!

"So did you give him your number?" I asked impatiently
as we began down the hall.

"No, he didn't want it." She said, strangely comfortable
with talking about it.

"I take it you two just set a date then?" I pried.

"Mulder..." She stopped walking abruptly.

I turned around to look at her, asking the question
again with my eyes.

"I said he didn't want MY number."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean Scully?"

"He wanted yours." She said with a giggle as she
began walking again.

My mouth gaping, I stood there for a moment trying
to comprehend what she had just said.

"You didn't give it to him, did you Scully?"

"Maybe." She said, teasing me while opening
the glass door and walking out of it.

"You're fucking kidding me Scully." I began
to get upset, but then realized the humor in it.

She didn't answer, but continued to walk to the
car, standing outside the passenger seat door,
waiting patiently for me to unlock it.

"You know, that wasn't nice Scully." I said quietly,
fumbling for the keys in my pocket.

"Neither is this.." She said with a grin as she ran
the back of her hand against the zipper of my slacks.
I gasped, looking into her eyes. I couldn't believe
that Scully could be such a dirty girl.

"I love it when you are not nice Scully." I breathed.

"Take me home and I will show you how 'not nice'
I can really be Mulder." She leaned forward and
whispered into my ear.

Without any further thoughts, I got into the driver's
side of the car and drove back to the office.
The remainder of the work day was silent, a few
glances were the only type of contact we kept.
I found this type of teasing to be extremely exciting,
and so did she. We were playing hard to get, but
also easy at the same time.

"I'm going home Mulder. Would you like to join me
for dinner?" She asked, trying to sound innocent.

"I sure would Scully." I replied, giving her a smile.

When I reached the door to Scully's apartment, an
overwhelming sense of fear and anticipation swept
over me. Was this really going to happen?

Scully opened the door and the sweet aroma of her
perfume filled my nostrils. She was dressed casual,
as I was, in jeans and a fitted T-shirt.

"I hope you like pasta." She said, as she turned
to walk back to her kitchen.

"Love it!" I yelled after her, closing the door
behind me.

"Good, come on in Mulder." She called back.

The enormous plate of steaming alfredo that
she set in front of me, instantly sent my stomach
into rumbles. I didn't realize that it had been
over twenty-four hours since I had last eaten.

"This looks delicious Scully." I grinned.

We remained mostly speechless throughout the meal,
occasionally looking at one another, trying to
keep some form of contact through our silence.

"Hey Scully.." I nodded my head in an upward
direction as I eyeballed the smear of white sauce
above her lip.

She began to reach for it with her napkin, but I
stopped her, leaning forward and grasping her
hand in mine. She looked up at me with her luminous
blue eyes, questioning my move with them silently.

"Allow me.." I leaned forward and covered her lips
with mine, my tongue licking the delicious sauce from
above her lips.

When I pulled back, her eyes were still closed,
her face still locked in a memorable smile.

"What do you have for desert Scully?" I ask softly.

"What would you like for desert?" She asked in
a deep, sultry voice that I had only recently grown to
recognize.

"Something sweet." I answer, trying to match her
sexy tone.

Before I could elaborate, she got off her chair
and walked over to me, standing just inches from
my face, she took my left hand and put my knuckles
to her lips, running them between her soft lips,
opening her mouth slightly to flick out her tongue
across my skin. I closed my eyes and allowed the
fire to burn inside of me.

"Take me to bed Mulder." She breathed against
my hand.

I rose out of my chair and scooped her up into
my arms, carrying her to her bedroom. I sat her
on the bed, and she laid back, putting herself
at my mercy.

"I want you to make love to me Mulder, I want you
to make me quiver with pleasure. I want to scream
when I come."

The words from her lips sent chills down my spine.
My Scully, a dirty girl.. who would have known?

I worked quickly to remove my clothing, stripping
myself completely naked in front of her to watch.
Her eyes lit up as she saw the erection that sprung
free as I took off my briefs.

"Come here." She said, her voice low and thick with
desire.

I went to the bed, kneeling between her knees.
I began to work on the zipper of her jeans, pulling
them off as she rose her hips to help. When I looked
back up at her, her eyelids were heavy with lust,
her breathing becoming sparse. I hooked my thumbs
in the strings of her panties, pulling them down
slowly as I watched her face. Once she was free of them,
I leaned forward to kiss her abdomen, just below
her belly-button. I then moved upward, dipping my
tongue into the hallow of her navel. I brought my hands
up to slide the T-shirt that she was wearing upwards,
then slowly removed it as she sat up, lifting her arms
in the air. I kissed her once, then lowered her back
on the bed with my hands around her back. I quickly
removed her front-clasped bra and moved my hands to
cup her taught breasts.

"You are so beautiful Scully." I breathed against
her skin.

Her response was a long moan, her fingers threaded
through my hair as I moved my mouth upon her, taking
one of her hardened nipples between my lips. I lowered
my body on top of hers, my erection laying against
the inside of her thigh.

"I need you Mulder, I need you inside..of ..me."
She moaned.

"No.." I said after removing my mouth from her.

"Mulll..derr." She begged.

"I want to taste you first Scully." I kissed my
way back down her body, making my way to the
core of her arousal.

I relished in the taste of a woman. There had
only been a few times in all of my sex life that
I had actually wanted to go down on a woman.
It was usually only on the ones that I truly cared
for, the ones that meant something to me. And Scully
was the most important one of all, so I was ready
to please her in every way I could.

I made my way down to her opening with my mouth,
my tongue, as if by instinct, flicked out to
stroke her small bud of nerve-endings.
The slight buck of her hips and a quick pant
of breath was all I needed to know from her
that I was doing the right thing. I continued
my assault of lips, teeth and tongue on her,
my fingers stroking in and out of her.
She moaned continuously above me, her hips driving
forward against my face. I began to feel her body
tensing, and I quickened my pace, forcing her to
yell out my name as she came with severe
convulsions.

When I felt her body relax again, I slinked up her body
to claim her lips with mine. She returned my kisses
with a passion that I could have only dreamed of, her
tongue dipping inside of my mouth to taste herself on
me. It was the greatest feeling in the world to have
her love me this way. The only thing that took away
from it was the aching feeling in my cock, one
that I knew needed to be satisfied quickly before
I died.

"I want you in me Mulder." She puffed against
my lips.

I shifted my hips on top of hers, my erection
hitting the outside of her opening. I was
about to take my hand to guide myself into her
when I felt her already doing so. The feeling
of her around me was almost more than I could bear.
She accepted me into herself more easily that I
would have dreamed of, her body seemed to melt around
me. It was heaven.

I moved slowly in and out of her, dragging out
the strokes to slow the inevitable. I felt
her hands go down to cup my ass, shoving me into
her. I soon let the ravenous need overtake me
and I began to slam into her, her legs lifting
off of the bed to drive me into her harder.
I was so close to paradise when I heard her breathing
once again become erratic, and I heard her scream my
name once more from her lips, her orgasm sending me
into orbit. One last stroke and I felt myself
tense, my bodily fluid pour into her. It was
the greatest feeling that I have ever felt.
I laid on top of her for a few long moments before
rolling to my side.

"Jesus Scully. Oh Jesus." I panted, a chuckle
escaping my lips.

"I can assure you that Jesus had nothing to do with
it Mulder." She joked, a smile invading her face as
she threw her arm over my chest. I felt her kiss
my chest, and I closed my eyes, letting the darkness
of sleep take control of me.

She is my dirty girl.

XxXxTHE ENDxXxX

Welp, there you have it! My first REAL smut
biscuit. I would like to thank everyone for reading,
and I would like to thank everyone that sent me
feedback from "Dirty Woman", you are the reason
that "Dirty Girl" was written. :)
I would love to hear feedback from this one too,
by the way :)


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