TITLE: Birthday Treat AUTHOR: Lizzi Wareham RATING: NC-17 ARCHIVE: Anywhere, but please get permission first SPOILERS: None CATEGORY: MSR KEYWORDS: Pure Smut Biscuit DISCLAIMER: The characters all belong to Chris Carter, Fox, 1013 Productions, yada yada yada, and what a damn shame that is! SUMMARY: It's Scully's birthday, and what Scully wants, Scully gets!! FEEDBACK: Yes please, and lots of it :) WEBSITE: http://www.geocities.com/xfreak82517/index.html XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX February 23rd FBI Headquarters Footsteps echoed in the hallway outside his office alerting Fox Mulder to the arrival of his partner Dana Scully. They had just finished another case that resulted in them being airlifted to hospital and brought back from the almost dead. However, feelings, as well as lives had also been brought back. Scully entered the office, a spring in her step and her hair a little bouncier than usual. She took off her jacket and hung in on the stand, sticking out her chest in the process. She then bent over; making sure Mulder had a good eye full of her ass, to retrieve some paperwork from her briefcase. She gave a little wiggle to emphasize her point. It was a job that could quite easily be done from her desk, sitting down, but where would be the fun it that? Besides, it would ruin her game plan. Scully was a woman on a mission, that mission being Mulder. And when she was on a mission, she *always* succeeded. With her paperwork in hand she proceeded to walk to her desk, making seductive movements with her hips. She sat down on her chair, opposite Mulder's desk, and faced him. Then, slowly, oh so slowly, she lifted her right leg high to cross over her left leg. Mulder's eyes bulged, as did another apart of his anatomy. "And how are you this fine morning Agent Mulder?" she chirped. "Very well thank you," he answered, deciding to join in her little mind game. "I hear that congratulations are in order; another year older, another year wiser. Is that the case Agent Scully?" "Oh yes! That is so very much the case this year around. I have grown a whole lot wiser to a whole lot of things." She wiggled her eyebrows and allowed a small smile to cross her face. "I do believe you have." And so their merry dance began. "So, what wonderful X File are we researching today?" "I thought I'd indulge us in a little alien visitation scenarios in New England. There is a case file in the cabinet that explains more. You'll find it under "V" for visitations. I've read the files already, so I will get on with the mediocre but necessary paperwork." "Sounds like a fair plan to me Agent Mulder." Scully leaned forward as she rose from her chair. The top buttons of her dress shirt had been accidentally forgotten this morning, which meant she was showing a little more cleavage than usual. As she bent forward, her breasts rode up the slightly too small bra that she was wearing and spilled over the top, giving Mulder a delicious eyeful. Scully headed to the filing cabinet just behind the desk Mulder sat at. Being so much shorter than Mulder, her butt cheek brushed his ear as she moved some of his paperwork aside to get to the metal cabinet. She opened the drawer slowly and began fingering through the contents, when suddenly she felt a large presence looming behind her, and a fair sized one in her back. Two large hands reached for her shoulders and spun her around on her heels. Mulder reached past her and shut the drawer behind them, pushing Scully backwards. She landed hard on the cabinet. Mulder planted a hand on either side of her on the filing cabinet, pinning her between the metal, and the muscular wall of Mulder's chest. "What about the case Agent Mulder?" "I think you'll find that there are more pressing matters to contend with." "I certainly think you're right there," she purred, bending her knees slightly, and cupping his budding erection. She felt him harden more in her hand. Grinning, she straightened, and looked Mulder in the eye. "We definitely need to work on that." Mulder pushed her right back against the filing cabinets, closing what little gap there was between them. He failed to care that the drawer handles were digging into her back, and that his full erection was driving into her stomach. However, she showed no signs that she minded the torture, so he continued his assault on her, only willing to stop if she verbalized the command. Breathing heavily, he placed his lips to her and began kissing her. The kiss was hungry and rough, born out of need rather than passion. Scully was still at first, shocked by this sudden display on Mulder's behalf. Nevertheless, as soon as Mulder's long, flexible tongue trailed a blazing passage along her bottom lip, she melted into him, and relaxed. His tongue stabbed at her closed lips demanding entrance to a haven he knew would taste like sweet honey and more. She slowly opened her mouth, and that large tongue entered. At that point, her senses woke up, and decided to add to the sensations she was experiencing by fully returning his kiss, stroke for stroke, thrust for thrust. When they eventually came up for air, they were panting breathlessly and their heads were swimming. It was a delirious experience, one he sought to participate in again within the next five minutes. He placed his forehead to hers, and sighed contentedly, the taste of Scully still swishing around his mouth and taste buds. "You know Agent Scully," Mulder began. "It's not fair to lead a man on like you have. I've been watching you all week you know; don't think I haven't noticed. I've seen you. Every opportunity you've had, you've exploited it, teasing and testing me, seeing when I'd finally cave in. Well now I have, and you in a lot of trouble." "Good trouble I hope." "The best kind. I love the way you keep washing your hair, and let it dry naturally so it has this adorable wave to it, rather than straightening it. It makes you look so much younger, so much fresher. And that your skirt! My God, I'm surprised you make it to the office everyday without getting jumped by every male agent in the building, and some female agents too I might add." Scully let out a quiet girl giggle. "That skirt of yours has been shorter and shorter for the last week, inch by delirious inch. But I've finally cracked. I just can't sit here and watch you any longer. I have to touch you. You're mine now Agent Scully, all mine. You're in for it now!" "It's about bloody time! Door, now!" Mulder moved as quickly as lightening from his standing position and raced to the door. At the momentary loss of contact, Scully's body screamed. He skidded on the floor and collided with the door. Stepping back slightly, he locked the door. He then grabbed the chair she was originally sitting on and jammed it under the handle for extra security. Nothing was going to spoil this. Mulder went back to Scully who hadn't moved a muscle. Mulder took up the same position he had earlier, his hands on either side of her, and her body crushed between him and the cabinet. His fingers grazed the side of her face before reaching for a single strand of hair that had fallen in her eyes during his absence. He rubbed the silky strands between his fingers, bathing in the smell of strawberries and cream that wafted from the strands. Mulder's large hands were placed on her shoulders, and traveled southwards to her fingers, where they interlaced. A shiver ran through her body, pooling deep between her legs. Releasing her hands, Mulder traveled even further south, finding the hem of her skirt. Knowing what his touch was doing to her, he began tracing lazy circles on her soft skin, with his feather-light touch. Scully, once again, shivered violently. "Now, now. What do we have here?" he asked, feeling her warm, bare flesh beneath his fingertips. "Have you forgotten the dress code Agent Scully? No pantyhose? Tut, tut, tut. You know better than that." His hand then slowly slid higher, his fingernails dragging over her inner thighs. Scully's knees were beginning to buckle, and a fiery sensation traveled from their point of contact, all around her body, and pooled low in her body. Her nerve endings were all on fire. Mulder pressed closer to her, squashing her even more. He felt her feminine nipples harden through her bra and shirt and rub against his own chest. That elicited a strangled cry from her, "Oooooh." Her chest thrust forward, pushing more of herself against him. He too enjoyed the connection. His fingers then slowly began to climb back up her body, this time on her inner thigh. Finally, he found what he had been looking for. Her panties. Her wet panties, her *very* wet panties. With lips hovering dangerously close to her ear, a mere centimeter away from making contact, he whispered, "And lace panties? I always had you pegged as a 100% cotton type of girl. So what happened? Why the change?" Struggling to find her voice, she finally breathed out, "you." Before she could say anymore, she felt a slight tug on her panties as Mulder's nimble fingers moved the fragile fabric away from her burning sex. A cool breeze only strove to strengthen her desire, and another gush of warm moisture trickled down her canal and down her inner thigh, just in time. She felt a jolt of ecstatic pleasure as two large fingers plunged inside her very hot and very wet canal. Mulder flexed the tips of his fingers slightly, extracting a satisfying response from Scully. "Ooooh God," she panted. "You like that do you, you little tease." Mulder twisted his wrist slightly, and drove home another finger, filling her to the brim with his three central fingers. "Oh God!" she cried. "Yes!" Mulder pulled all three fingers out and then thrust them back inside, right up to the knuckle. "Oooooh yeahhh. Just like that! More!" At her shaky request, he withdrew his fingers, not wanting to give her the release she so desperately wanted. Scully was exceedingly frustrated at the lack of contact. He pulled back slightly, only his hips now keeping her pinned to the cabinets, so he could make eye contact. Her baby blues were now black and dilated with unbridled passion, as were his, although his held an extra twinkle. Holding his fingers to the light, he watched transfixed as Scully's juices glistened. It was Scully's turn to be transfixed as she watched him move his wet digits to his mouth and slowly lick off her cum. His tongue seductively rolled up and down each one. The only finger to forego his ministrations was his index finger. Instead, he moved it closer to Scully's closed mouth and traced the wet tip along her full lips, coating them in her own juices. "Lick," he ordered. Scully obeyed, licking the wetness from her lips. She tasted her salty self. Mulder's knees nearly buckled at the glorious sight. He licked what remained on his finger as he continued to watch Scully. She was too beautiful, and he could withhold no longer. Hastily, he pressed his lips to hers, savoring the remaining taste of her on her lips. Once again, Mulder's tongue ran along her bottom lip, seeking entrance, which was immediately granted. Their tongues dueled, first in Scully's mouth and then in Mulder's. Scully's tongue had just darted into Mulder's mouth, and was getting ready to retreat, when he stopped her from doing so. Before she could move anywhere, he bit the tip of her tongue gently, and began sucking on it. She released a throaty moan into his mouth. While she was busy with the sensation of Mulder sucking her tongue, she failed to notice as her jacket slipped from her shoulders and pooled on the floor at her feet. Mulder kept her tongue busy and continued to keep her out of her mind with feelings, giving him the opportunity to make quick work of the buttons of her blouse. He was delighted with the delicate skin that was suddenly exposed to his wandering hands. He allowed himself the pleasure of running his knuckles over the area above her breasts. Gooseflesh covered her body, making her nipples even more taut. The feelings shot to her groin. It seemed to be having the same effect on Mulder too as he hardened even more, the pressure more intense on her stomach. Mulder eventually released Scully's tongue and his mouth descended on the breast he had coaxed out of her bra. He bit down on the erect nipple causing a shriek from Scully. Mulder smiled deliriously. "Arr! Yeahhh! Again!" His hands left her body at that moment and went to the button and zipper of his own dress slacks. Instead, he found Scully's hands already fast at work. Before knew it, his slacks and boxers were around his ankles, exposing himself fully to her. Turn about was fair play. He reached for the elastic of her lace panties and gently pulled. The wet panties slid down her legs, sticking on occasion. "Now Mulder, please!" she begged, her voice no more than a whisper. Mulder bent at the knees slightly, separating Scully's legs in the process. He rubbed the head of his raging erection over her sensitive bud, teasing her mercilessly. "Mulder! I...have...a...gun," she warned. He smiled, and again pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss, their tongues mixing their saliva. He sucked hard on her tongue at the same time as thrusting hard into her hot canal. He felt her throbbing walls expand and stretch as he pushed home just a little bit further. He was now buried to the hilt. Scully's body froze and she suffered a sensory overload. She found herself on the verge of going over the edge, just from having him inside her. He had yet to make a move, and she was so close. His fingers traced down her spine, sending shivers racing around her body. He began a thrusting pattern of in and out, which proceeded at an agonizingly slow pace. As his rhythm continued, his hand slid to the bottom of her spine and began to play with her butt cheek, his other hand quickly joining the first. He squeezed hard and pushed her forward as he pushed his engorged cock deeper into her tunnel. Scully felt her limbs beginning to quake in pre-orgasm excitement. She was close, so close. And Mulder knew it. He hammered forward as his fingers brushed her back passage. She came. "Oooooh Mul-der! God yessss!" she cried, as her orgasm rocked through her body. She had just had time to recover from the first shockwaves, when Mulder hammered into her again. This time however, he gently pushed his finger past her sphincter and drove deep into her rectum. The double penetration quickly took her back over the edge. She immediately felt her wet juices escape the site where they joined and trickle down her thigh, causing a sticky, but sexy feeling. "Desk, now!" she panted, feeling Mulder's hard and throbbing member inside her tunnel. She knew he was desperate for a release, and she too wanted to go over the edge with him. Remaining connected in a way that only intimate lovers could be; they hobbled and limped to Mulder's desk. He reached out behind his partner, and shifted all his papers and junk to the floor in one fell swoop of his muscular arm. He was close, and so was she - again. The movement across the office floor, from the cabinet to the desk, had caused strange sensations within Scully's body. That in turn had led to the build up of yet another orgasm. She was on fire and dying for a release. Mulder's building tension was evident too as he abandoned his slow thrusts for more aggressive rhythm full with uncontrolled hard, deep thrusts. Secretly, Scully preferred it this way, getting more pleasure as he crushed her clitoris in between their pubic bones. He continued to pound into her as she bent awkwardly backwards on the desk. He crashed into her over and over, the sound on wet flesh hitting wet flesh echoing in their otherwise silent office. "Oooooooh, sooo clooose!" Scully couldn't hold back any longer. She wanted, she needed to go over the edge again and get the release she deserved. But this time, she was taking Mulder with her. She reached between them and cupped his balls, gently stroking. She got an almost instant reaction, as they coiled and he jerked even harder into her. She felt his cum as it shot through his balls, up through the base of his cock and erupted into her inner canal. He shot into her over and over again. He had never come so fast, so hard or for so long in his life, but he was enjoying every minute of it. "Sculleeeeeeee!" Her name a prayer, as he hammered into her with post-ejaculation thrusts. His legs then turned to jell-o, and he could no longer hold himself up. He fell forwards to the desk, resting his weight on his elbows, which landed next to Scully's ears. He fought to regain control of both his senses and his breathing. As their actions slowed, and the feeling to their bodies began to return, they could feel their mixed bodily juices flowing rapidly down their legs and pooling on the office desk and dripping to the floor. "Happy birthday Scully," he panted, a renewed twinkle in his eye. "I can't wait for Christmas," she grinned. FIN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Lizzi Queen of Purpleness "I've seen the truth, now all I want are the answers." http://www.geocities.com/xfreak82517/index.html My forum; ask for membership toay! LOL! http://www.delphi.com/infostat82517