From: Para8Dice@aol.com Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2000 13:11:31 EST Subject: Hot Rain Source: direct Disclaimer: I don't own Mulder and Scully. They belong to Chris Carter, Fox, and 1013 Productions. In no way am I recognizing them as my own. Title: Hot Rain Rating: NC-17 Summary: Mulder takes Scully on one of his UFO trips, the hot rain blocks any view of any UFOs they might've seen, and a quest turns into an erotic night of revealed secrets and dreams. Spoilers: Pilot mostly, Never Again, Memento Mori, but takes place in the year 2000 E-mail: Yes, please, Para8Dice@AOL.Com. Author: Paradise Thanks to: Rita, my mother, and you shippers! _______________________________________________________ Forest 11:39 PM It was pouring rain. Harder than hell. Mulder and Scully ran laughing through the forest, in hopes of finding a tree or something to shelter them from the rain. Finally, they stopped and caught there breath. Scully coughed. "So much for a UFO siting." "Hey, it was in my e-mail, and it just started pouring like hell." He was was staring at her. "Feels great doesn't it Mulder?" "Yeah. It's warm rain. It makes you feel good." Scully arched an eyebrow. Mulder reached out and brushed a strand of wet hair that was sticking to her cheek, aside. His touch was pneumatic. She shivered. "You cold," he asked concerned. "No." "Well, there's no way in hell the clouds are gonna clear up so we can see whatever the hell it was out here. They've probably fixed it already. There's no more proof." "Has to be a conspiracy doesn't it, Mulder?" Mulder shrugged. Then he rubbed her soaking shoulders. He remembered them standing in the rain on their first case together. How much he'd wanting to hold her then. Now, he wanted to all the more. "All right, let's go get in the car Scully." XxX Mulder parked the car in front of the hotel. They were both still soaking wet. Mulder got out of the car first, then came to her side, opening the door for her. She stepped out and he looked at her. That look again. His look was full of mischief. Like he was playing a game. Like he was going to do something bad. The rain was pouring down so hard still, that she couldn't see him. The beads of moisture bounced across the streets, on her back, her face, her hair. The water was erotic. This was the most sexual moment of her life even though she wasn't touching him at all. Finally, she spoke. "Should we go inside?" "Yeah, we should." Neither Mulder or Scully moved. The ran was hitting down on them hard, but they weren't noticing. All they could see was each other, and even that was blurry. Scully, being the sensible one began to move, and she took Mulder's hand as she started to walk. He grabbed her arm and put it on his shoulder, and quickly placed his arm under her leg and swept her up into his arms. She burst out laughing, loving every moment, and he ran to the back of the hotel. She wasn't quite sure where he was going. He was running pretty fast and she silently thanked God she was short. "Mulder, Mulder!" He didn't respond. She just kept laughing and hoped he wouldn't run her into a wall from the amount of rain still falling. Finally, something came into view besides the hotel. Mulder came to a halt and she was exhausted as well from holding onto him for that run. He turned her towards him and kissed her. His lips brushed hers and then consumed her mouth. Her mouth opened in response to his, loving him completely. He thought about how light she was, how good she felt against him, and how he could make her laugh. After kissing, he pulled his head back, she opened her eyes again, and was breathing hard. He still held her in his arms, she was so tiny. He walked over close to the pool. The water sparkled along the pool, the rain hitting it and jerking back into the air. "No, Mulder," she said firmly, knowing what he had in mind. Mulder said nothing, but held her over the edge of the pool. "No! Mulder..." Mulder swung her into the pool so she spinned around as she fell lower. She hit the pool with a splash, but knew she couldn't be any wetter than before he'd thrown her in. She came up giggling, and he jumped in after her, grabbing her, kissing her again. He'd been wearing a T-shirt, which she lifted from his body, and kissed his torso. Then she moved her lips back up to Mulder's, and kissed him. His kiss was hot and sensual. She pulled his waist towards hers, and backed up. She kept backing up until she reached the stairs to leave the pool. "Scully, wait." "What? What's wrong?" Mulder looked down, shaking his head. "What?" Mulder had a lot to get off his chest, and he couldn't help but have his voice be strong and almost angry sounding, as if he were trying convince her. "Every day, when I see you come into work, my heart skips a beat. I know that you're the only one there for me, and you've been there for me forever. I could always walk away from anything or anyone I ever knew, but I can't walk away from you. I've never let anything have this much control of me, but I work too hard to even say I have a life, but if I had to say, you're my life! And I've never had so much to lose!" Scully smiled at him. "You're not going to lose me, Mulder." "I've never lost anything more important than you, and there's nothing more I'd miss!" "Stop worried about it. You know in your heart I'm not going anywhere." She tenderly touched his face, and brought his mouth to hers, for a gentle kiss. She took his hand and turned, but he quickly jerked her back around with his strong grasp. "I love you!" She smiled again. "I love you back." Mulder looked down at her mouth, then her neck, then her breasts. "Cold," he teased. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or you just happy to see me?" "I think I'm happy to see you." "I should hope. Come on." "What's wrong with the water?" "It's uncomfortable if you're the woman." "Enough said. Hadn't thought about that." XxX Mulder and Scully acted completely normal on the way up to the room. They were soaking wet, and smiling inside the entire time. Finally, they reached her hotel room. She opened it, and had him walk in first. He went and sat on her bed, looking at her. Now she looked confident, like she knew what she was doing. She faced him, the door to her back, and locked it. She used her finger to tell him to come over to her. "Me?" "Yes, you." He stood up, and she kissed him desperately, letting go of all the fears and bottled up emotions she'd kept for over six years. She teased his lips, stroked her tongue with his, then pulled back. "I'll be right back," she said seductively. In a moment she was gone into the bathroom, and he heard her removing her clothes, and eagerly wished he could be in there with her. But, he stayed right where he was. The door opened, and she came out. A flash back came to his mind. Her hair was shorter, she was more grown up, but he could swear that was the same robe she'd thrown off herself on their first case in Oregon. Maybe it was just him. She once again, swung off the red robe, and turned around so she was facing the same direction he was. She turned her head towards him, and pointed towards her lower back. "Mulder, notice anything?" Mulder this time decided to actually look instead of wonder what the hell she was doing. She was beautiful. She glowed. Her perfect, shapely, curving body glistened. She had a thin, satin white bra and tight underwear that matched. She had delicate skin and stunning translucence. She had the most feminine legs he'd ever seen. Perfectly shapely, and yet more feminine than the every day shapely legs. Last time, she'd stood this way in front of a stranger, but now, she knew him. "Look in the same place." "Yeah Scully, I'm looking in the same place. It's the tattoo. It's a snake eating itself." "Do you know why I got that?" "No," he half lied. "The cancer. I knew it was coming. And I knew that the body killed the cancer, but at the risk of killing itself. I didn't feel sick, but I knew being a doctor I had it. No, not even from being a doctor...from being a person." Mulder's first thought was concern for her, but then he realized this wasn't exactly too romantic even if she was standing half naked in front of him. "Look at the placement," she said. He looked closely. "The mosquito bites," he said smiling. "Yeah. Even if I got it while Jerse was with me, and even if I was completely pissed off at you and had a right to be, you were in my thoughts when I got the tattoo." "I am so sorry." Scully turned around, took his hands, and pulled him up towards her. "There isn't going to be anymore pain. The cancer's under control, we're in as much control as we need to be, and we're here. You and me. That's all we need. That's all we've ever needed." His lips met hers. He thought he heard a noise coming from outside put it could've been a buffalo shitting on his car for all he cared. Mulder moved his hands tenderly across her protected breasts, then he massaged the curves of her waist, and cupped her bottom gently. She couldn't get enough of touching his chest and shoulders. She helped him remove his shirt. She pressed him hard against the door, and continued to kiss him deeply, letting the passions come out, and finally the dream become real. Her hair was still pretty wet, but it was now drying more wild with huge curls. Not those tiny, kinky, curly curls. He tangled his hands in her hair, then gripped the back of her head, holding her still, and he kissed her neck. He slid his hands back down to her hips, and lifted her a few inches off the floor, holding her closer to him. Then, he quickly cupped her bottom again, and lifted her so that her legs were around his waist, and he carried her to the bed, and they landed together on the soft folds of the blankets, and she laughed brightly into his kiss. He was on top of her, hard, and she could feel him against her. She grabbed his ass with her hands and drew him closer to her, even though his pants and her underwear was between them. He gathered her upper body in his strong arms, and pulled her a little off the bed, to unhook her bra. Then he plopped her back down and kissed her until they were both left gasping for breath. He inhaled and then his mouth landed on hers again, she moaned in delightful surprise. His hands kneaded her breasts until the cups were no longer doing any good, her nipples overflowing. With his body down on hers, he pulled the bra free of her arms, and left it between their hot bodies. "Just take it off," she murmured between kisses. Mulder, not thinking clearly, took the left end and yanked, his body still glued ontop of hers. It slipped out from between them, and she moaned in slight pain. "I'm sorry," he whispered sincerely. He bent down to kiss her breasts as if apologizing, her nipples hardened immediately. Her nails dug into his back, and she trailed her hands down until she reached his tight buttocks. She then realized she needed his pants off of him, so she pushed him off of her, unzipped his pants, and finally slid them off, and they were forgotten by the the time they reached the floor. Mulder ripped her underwear off of her, and she didn't have the presence of mind to give a good goddamn. He slipped two fingers inside her and used his thumb to caress her clitoris. He thrusted his fingers in and out, and she moaned slightly, feeling him hard and ready against her. "Mulder, now." She pulled him deep inside her. Their mouths met, tongues gliding and stroking desperately and mimicking the actions of their bodies. She thrusted her hips to get the full of him, and used her muscles to pull him in further, and he moaned. She was so hot it almost hurt him. She felt so good, so ready, so there. Like she'd been from day one, which is more than he could say for anyone else in the world. She whispered his name erotically with their final thrust, and he bent down to kiss her, then rolled over off of her. Moments passed and she took his hand firmly. "So now what, Mulder?" "What do you mean?" She rolled her eyes slightly. "The bureau," she said. "They know I couldn't care about you anymore than I already do. They already know there's nothing I wouldn't give up for you." She turned towards him. "There's nothing you wouldn't give up for me?" "I traded my sister, didn't I? She wasn't really my sister, but I thought she was." "I guess that means yes," she said carefully. Scully lied back down thinking. "It's not like they don't think we're sleeping together anyway." "Yeah, pretty much," he replied. He looked over at her. "We'll change though." "How?" "Not with love, because I couldn't love you anymore now then I did before tonight, but the way I see you now, it's like a door opened." "A door did open. By the way, I know you recognize the robe." "It is the same one?" "Yes. It's a piece of shit robe Mulder, but I kept it because it was what I was wearing the first time I fell into your arms." "You've fallen into my arms quite a bit over the last six and a half years." "And you've fallen into mine," she said brightly. _______________________________________________________ Next Morning 6:20 AM Scully had woken up, feeling refreshed and tired. Her inner thighs ached in a way that felt good. She turned on the shower, and let the water hit her and bounce off her skin. Her nipples hardened from the impact of the water. She soaped her body with Caress, then shampood and conditioned her hair when she felt his hand on her shoulder. She smiled and turned towards him. She kissed him again, and it still felt like it was their first kiss. It was so much more shocking to her that they were kissing than that they were in her shower, naked. He opened her mouth with his lips, and slid his tongue inside momentarily, caressing it with his own, then over lapping his teasing lips with hers. His hands were on her breasts, kneading them, playing gently with her nipples as they hardened even more than they had from the the water. He slid down to her neck, kissing her there, and she felt a way she hadn't felt in a long time. His hands were around her naked body, and she felt him encircling his tongue around her nipples, then probing them with his tongue. He slid down further reaching her center. He massaged her bottom with his hands, situating her above him. She leaned forward to have the wall to the shower support her, and the water landed hard against her bare back. "Natural redhead," he commented. "Natural dickhead," she said back with a smile. He noticed how wonderful she smelled from being in the shower, and gently spread the lips of her vulva and licked her from the bottom of her opening, to her clitoris, ending with a long, hard suck on her burning, swollen, core. He then kissed her and she felt her legs going weak, and she slid down slowly. She moaned a little and finally landed in his lap, her mouth returning to his. The water was now pressing hard on both of them, and she felt him hard against her. She kissed him completely, tears still falling from her eyes, and she knew that this was the best feeling in her life. She stood up and pulled Mulder with her, and he turned her so she was facing opposite from him, her hands supporting her standing position, the beads of moisture pouring hard on her, and slipped inside her. She let out a moan and he kissed her shoulder, and used his hands to caress her stomach, then he moved his hands up to her breasts. She was so hot, burning, and wanting it. Scully felt it pointless to be not facing him, and having intercourse, but it felt so good, that she let it go, and enjoyed any way she could feel this good, without the pain. He thrusted deeper in deeper inside of her, and the only thing that was causing her pain right now, is the fact that she would never have to use birth control again. With the final thrust, she let out one last groan, and the tears finally stopped. He turned her around, and kissed her. "Good morning," he said.