From: To: Subject: [XFNC17ff] "Movie Night"/ January True Blue challenge Date: Thursday, January 31, 2002 10:28 PM Title: Movie Night Author: Scrum2/Amy E-mail: rugby2000@go.com Rating: NC-17 Category: MSR, story/smut Spoilers: through season eight Disclaimer: I think that you all know I don't own them. Archive: sure just let me know Summary: Well, I wanted to try my hand at smut so I thought I'd take a stab at January's True Blue Challenge. This takes place post existance, but in this world Scully and Dogget are working the x-files and Mulder is at home taking care of Will. Here they spend a nice evening together while Will is away at Grandma's. Author's notes: This is my first attempt at writing smut, so I'm a bit nervous. Any and all feedback and advice will be greatly appreciated. Also, as you read, please bear in mind that considering the fact that I don't sleep with men, I have to use my imagination a little more than some of you:) Here are the requirements: A Dreamcatcher, An FBI baseball cap, Cybersex of any form, Dancing in the moonlight, Viewing of an old horror flick (examples: Prom Night, Friday the 13th, The Changeling), Green M&M's, A power outage ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully was bored, no wait, bored would be a massive understatement. She felt as though she would slip into a coma if she had to spend one more second doing the research for the case that she and Doggett were working. An Iowa man had been found dead in his corn field in the middle of a strange pattern. And, because of that, Scully had spent two hours searching the internet for crop circle information. Although she would never admit it to him, she wished that she had actually listened to Mulder all of the times that he had prattled on about the geometric patterns. If she had, she might be spared her current torture. As she moved from one web site to another an instant message window popped up on her screen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ trustno1: hey there sexy;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile. She should be mad at him for bothering her at work but, she knew that it was partly her own fault. She could have logged onto the FBI system with her official account but she had used her own personal account. Part of her had hoped that Mulder would end up online at the same time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ queequeg: hey yourself:) trustno1: so, what are you wearing? queequeg: Mulder stop that! trustno1: why? queequeg: i'm at work and doggett is sitting right here. trustno1: can he see your computer? queequeg: well, no. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully looked up from her monitor to see Doggett engrossed in the paperwork in front of him. He was oblivious to her little chat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ trustno1: so..... what are you wearing? queequeg: Mulder, you know exactly what I'm wearing you saw me this morning. trustno1: aw, you're no fun at all:( queequeg: fine then, what are you wearing? trustno1: that's more like it! well, will and i just got home from a run so i'm wearing my black addidas running pants and a grey tank top. as a matter of fact it's pretty warm in here, i think that the shirt needs to go. hold on a sec. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At the thought of a shirtless, overheated Mulder hit her, Scully felt the color rise in her face. Her eyes darted back to Doggett. Fortunately, he was still staring intently at his files. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ trustno1: hey, you still there? queequeg: yeah, sorry. trustno1: ooh, she's speechless! queequeg: oh please... trustno1: now, getting back to you. let's see... if memory serves, you were wearing your charcoal pant suit with that dark blue silk shirt that i like so much. am i right? queequeg: you know that your right Mulder. so, you like this shirt huh? trustno1: oh yeah.... first of all it brings out your eyes queequeg: sweet talker. trustno1: secondly, i love the way it feels under my hands. i love to rub your shoulders when you're wearing silk. the contrast of your tight muscles under the smooth fabric is heavenly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully was becoming quite warm at this point and she was sure that her cheeks were close to scarlet. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of mulder caressing her aching muscles. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ trustno1: and once you shoulders are taken car of and you're completely relaxed, i love to slide my hands around to find your beautiful breasts, to feel your nipples harden under the fabric as i rub my thumbs over them. god scully, i'm hard just thinking about it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Mulder?!," Scully gasped, not realizing that she had spoken aloud. "What was that Agent Scully?" Doggett asked looking up at her. "What?" she mumbled, completely flustered. "Um, I said Mulder... I just remembered that I was suppose to call him earlier." "Oh," Doggett said with a nod. "Are you feelin' ok Agent Scully? You look a little flushed." "Yeah, I'm fine," She replied with a weak smile. "I'm just tired." "Well, it's almost five. Why don't you call it a day?" "That sounds like a good idea," she agreed and returned her attention to her computer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ trustno1: helloooooo? trustno1: speechless again? queequeg: Mulder I have to go, i'll see you at home. trustno1: sounds good to me sweet lips. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scully shook her had as she logged of and shut down her computer. She couldn't believe he had gone that far while she was sitting at work. He knew that it would embarass her to no end and yet he had done it anyway. She should have been angry, but her mind was completely pre-occupied with the hope that he would still be shirtless when she got home. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Mulder grinned broadly as he shut down the computer and headed to the shower. He knew full well that Scully would be mad as hell over his little game, but he couldn't help himself. It was just too much fun. And besides, he had every intention of making it up to her that night. It was movie night, which meant that Will would be at his grandmother's until the next afternoon. Plenty of time for him to atone for his sins. After a quick shower he threw on a pair of faded jeans and a black t-shirt that was one of Scully's favorites. Walking barefoot into the kitchen he heard Scully's key in the lock and took an immediate detour to greet her. She appeared in the doorway a moment later, a sour look plastered on her face. Much to Mulder's dismay she stormed past him towards the bedroom. "Scully?" he called out tentatively. When he received no answer he began to regret his earlier high jinks. He had assumed that she would be a bit pissed off, but he hadn't anticipated out right hostility. As he contemplated how he could have made such a major miscalculation she stalked back into the living room. Before he could open his mouth to apologize she had closed the distance between them. Placing one hand on his chest she pushed him back towards the wall. "Scully, I... " he croaked out. Placing two fingers over his mouth she cut him off mid sentence. Reaching her other hand behind is head she grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled his head down to meet hers. "What you did this afternoon was very wrong Mulder," she whispered into his ear. "I, I know Scully," he stammered in reply. "And, I'm really sorry." "That's a good boy," she said loosening her grip. Mulder's worry and fear turned to complete confusion as Scully's lips curled into a devilish grin. She moved her lips to flicked her tongue at the lobe. "Ooooh, gotcha," she purred. "Oh you!" Mulder cried, attempting to pull away. "Oh no, you're not going anywhere," she hissed seductively. With that she pushed him completely up against the wall. In one swift motion she found his lips with her own and pushed her knee between his legs. As his hands roamed towards her ass she slowly brought her leg up the wall until her thigh was pressed against his hardness. He moaned and pulled her closer, he so loved it when she was forceful. They remained that way for long blissful moments until Mulder suddenly pulled his head away. "Scully," he panted. "We have to stop." "And why is that?" "Well, as much as I'd like to play this out to it's innevitable conclusion," he replied with a grin. "Your mother will be here in fifteen minutes to pick up our son." "Ohhh," she said, letting her foot return to the floor. "I thought that she was coming to get him this afternoon." "That was the plan," he said letting go of her waist. "But, since you were out of town for most of the week, I thought that you might like to see him for at least a little bit tonight." "That was very sweet of you Mulder," she cooed, pecking him on the cheek. "I know," he joked with a wink. "Now, why don't you get Will up and ready for his trip to your mother's and I will start on dinner." "Sounds good," she winked back and and strutted down the hall to Will's room. She was quite pleased with herself for getting Mulder back so well. Sure, it had been a little cruel to make him think that she was so angry. But, considering all of the jokes that he had played on her over the years, he deserved it. Scully stepped into her son's room and walked softly to his crib. She had to supress a grin when she saw the the dream catcher hanging over it. A friend of hers had bought a blue mobile for her baby shower, but Mulder had never liked it. He said that it was creepy and and it squeeked when it rotated. She told him that if he found a suitable replacement he could get rid of it. Apparently he had gone shopping. ------------------------------------------------------ William slept peacefully beneath his dream catcher and Scully was remiss to wake him up. He looked so sweet and innocent when he slept. It was the one time that his mother could forget the difficulties he was sure to face in his life. Deciding to let him sleep a few moments more she moved over to the dresser, removing her bra she retrieved the breast pump. Afterall, she wouldn't want to ruin this evening with an unexpected expression of her motherhood. Once she was finished with her task, she picked her bra up off of the counter, but then immediately set it back down. After a long day she was quite sick of it and she had a feeling Mulder wouldn't mind if she left it off. Leaning over the crib she gently lifted her sleeping son into her arms. He let out a small sound of displeasure at being disturbed and slowly blinked his eyes. "Good evening sweetie," she cooed, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Ready to go to Grandma's?" Dressing him quickly in a blue jumper she added his favorite baseball hat and wrapped him in the green blanket that her brother had sent as a gift. As she stepped into the hallway the aroma of dinner struck her senses. She really need to remember to thank her mother for the cooking lessons that she had given Mulder. She couldn't quite believe how domesticated he had become, and she wondered just how long it would last. As she reached the kitchen she heard a knock on the front door. "I'll get it," she called over her shoulder to Mulder. Opening the door, Scully was greeted by her mother wearing an exuberant smile. Maggie Scully was quite possibly the worlds best grandmother. "Hi mom," she said ushering Maggie in the house. "Hello sweetie, and hello little William," Maggie cooed in reply. After kissing her daughter hello she lifted her Grandson from her arms. Noticing the tiny FBI cap adorning his head she couldn't help but chuckle. "The hat is aborable Dana," she commented. "Ah yes," Scully replied with a grin. "A gift from his Uncle Walter, he's quite fond of it." "And just where is your father?" Maggie asked the tiny child. "Right here Maggie," Mulder answered for his son as he entered the room. "And how are you this evening?" "Just fine Fox," Maggie replied as he planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Now, I think it's time that William and I left you two alone." "Thanks Maggie," Mulder said with a smile. After gathering William's belongings and allowing his parents a moment for goodbyes, Maggie headed out the door. Closing the door behind her Mulder turned to face Scully with a serious look on his face. "Now, where were we?" he asked, his lips culing into a a sly grin. "Right about hear," she replied, spinning him around and pinning him to the wall. Picking up where they left off, Mulder reached his hands down and cupped her ass as his lips and tongue found hers. Pushing her hips into his, Scully could feel that he hadn't quite calmed down from their earlier session. As his hands roamed, her body responded in kind. When his hands found her breasts he let out a low moan into her mouth. "Mmmmm Scully, you vixen," he whispered. "No bra?" "Are you complaining?" As way of an answer Mulder smiled lasciviously at her and rubbed the pad of his thumb over her already hardened nipple. Now it was Scully's turn to moan and she quickly recaptured his mouth as his left hand found her other nipple and he played out their earlier computer discussion. They remained lost in the sensation of each other until they were interupted by a rather loud, rather obnoxious beeping sound. Mulder reluctantly let his hands drop to his side and placed a lingering kiss on her neck. "My rolls," he said, with no attempt to hide his dissapointment. "Foiled again," she added with mock indignation. "It's a conspiracy," he joked back. "Why don't you go get changed. By the time you're done, dinner should be ready." "Sounds good," she said and sauntered back down the hallway. As much as she was looking forward to dinner and a movie, she wasn't sure that she could wait for desert. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- After what turned out to be yet another wonderful dinner Scully leaned back in her chair and stretched her arms back over her head. Mulder was constantly amazed at how beautiful she could look at any time. Comfortable clothes were a rule for movie night and she had chosen her heather gray sweatpants and matching hooded sweatshirt. An ensemble that might look frumpy on another woman looked absolutely smokin' on his Scully. "That was wonderful Mulder," she said breaking him from his reverie. "Glad you liked it," he replied with a wide grin. "Now, I'll take care of these dishes. Why don't you go put in the movie." "I think I can handle that," she said as she stood from the table. Scully stretched one more time and headed to the living room as Mulder picked up the plates and walked into the kitchen. He had just placed them into the sink when he heard an exasperated sound come from the livingroom. "Mulder!" Scully called out as she stormed towards the kitchen. "Yes dear?" he called back with mock sweetness. "'Holloween', Mulder?" she said from the doorway, holding up the videotape. "What Scully?" he feined ignorance. "It's a full moon, I thought a classic horror film would be appropriate." "Mulder," she whined back. "'Rosemary's Baby' is a classic. 'The Exorcist' is a classic. 'Holloween' is NOT a classic." "Oh, but it is," he grinned and walked towards her. Taking the video from her hands he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Scully," he began in a slightly condescending tone. "'Holloween' is the original babysitter slasher film. It set the stage for an entire genre, and no one ever did it better. I guarantee, you will jump at least three times." "Fine Mulder," Scully sighed and slipped out of his embrace. "I'll go put it in." Scully was not thrilled at the prospect of watching babysitters being chased by masked men, but she was far too full from dinner to skip past the movie to other activities. So, once again, she would humor Mulder and watch yet another of his silly movies. After putting the tape into the VCR, Scully plopped onto the couch and set her stocking feet onto the coffee table. Mulder entered the livingroom several moments later with a bowl in each hand. Setting one on the coffee table he handed the other to Scully and joined her on the couch. She took one look at the bowl in her hand and turned to Mulder with her eyebrow raised. "An entire bowl of green M&M's Mulder?" she asked, only mildly suprised. "Don't tell me you took the time to pick these all out of a bag." "Of course not," he answered with a wag of his own brows. "They were selling special bags that are all one color. I just grabbed one at random." "Sure Mulder, whatever you say." "You, have so little faith in me Scully," he said with a pout. With a roll of her eyes Scully pulled the blanket off of the back of the couch and settled in for the movie. Realizing that he was getting nowhere with the puppydog face Mulder pressed play on the remote and grabbed the bowl of popcorn off of the coffee table. "Scully, be prepared to be terrified....." -------------------------------------------------------- Scully leaned back against Mulder, trying in vain to seem completely relaxed. While she would never admit it to Mulder, the movie was beginning to get creepy. On the screen Laurie Strode was wandering through her neighbor's house looking for her friends. Unfortunately for her, they were already quite dead. "Why don't they ever turn the lights on?" Scully commented dryly. "Ssshhh," Mulder hissed into her hair. "You'll ruin the good parts." Mulder pulled Scully tighter to him as young Laurie found her good friend lying motionless in her bed, a tombstone above her head. Just as the closet door swung open revealing the girls equally dead boyfriend, Scully's entire apartment went dark. "Oh my God!" Scully shouted as she nearly jumped off of the couch. "Oh Shit," Mulder said between laughs. "That was priceless!" "Mulder!" Scully nearly screeched as she sat up completely. "Did you do that?" "No Scully, I swear," Mulder replied as he stood up and walked towards the window. "It looks like the whole block is out." Not quite believing him, Scully got up from the couch and joined him at the window. Mulder slipped an arm around her shoulder and pointed at the row of darkened buildings. "Must have been a transformer," Scully admitted in defeat. "Moon's beautiful isn't it?" he asked as he pulled her closer. "Yeah," she sighed. "It's just a shame we can't see the stars here." Turning to face her, Mulder placed one hand on her back and took her hand in the other. Dipping her gently as she giggled he then began to sway to some unheard melody. Wrapping her arms around him tightly she layed her head on his chest and matched his rythm. "You know Scully," he whispered, leaning back to face her. "I'm pretty sure that you're going to see some stars tonight." "Oh really Mulder?" she asked coyly. "Are you that sure of yourself?" "Oh yeah!" With that, Mulder captured her mouth with his and the true dance began. Lifting her gently, so as not to break their embrace, her carried her towards the bedroom. Once there, he layed her on the bed and positioned himself beside her. As he ran a hand up her inner thigh she sighed contentedly. "You know what?" he asked abruptly. "You have far too many clothes on." "Oh really?" she asked, grinnning wickedly. "Then maybe you should take care of that." Grinning back at her Mulder happily set about that task. While one hand continued to stroke her thigh the other slowly pulled down on the zipper to her sweatshirt. Pushing back one side of the garment Mulder discovered, much to his delight, that Scully was once again without bra. Her already turgid nipples pressed at the soft cotton material of her white tee. "God, you're beautiful," he breathed as he slid his right hand under her shirt and found the taught nipple on her left breast. "Oh Mulder," she sighed as she gave into his touch. Rolling over so that he was straddling her he slid his other hand under her shirt. As he pushed it upwards she quickly took the hint and leaned forward so that he could remove it completely. Once he had tossed it over his head he returned his attention to her breasts. While his hand continued to tease one nipple his mouth found the other, licking and suckling he elicited several rather erotic moans from his partner. Suddenly his lips left her breasts as he kissed his way down her stomach. When he reached the hem of her sweatpants she shivered uncontrollably. "Wassa matter Scully, you cold?" he asked, sarcasm tinging his voice. "God Mulder!" she gasped. "Shut up, and keep doing what you're doing...." --------------------------------------------------- "God Mulder!" she gasped. "Shut up, and keep doing what you're doing...." "My pleasure," he hissed with a leer, kissing a new trail back up her milky white skin. As he reached her ear and began to nibble lightly on the lobe, she slid her hands under his t-shirt and began to stroke his chest and back. Deciding that she wanted to feel more of him she pushed his shirt upward. Taking her cue he leaned back on his hunches and pulled it over his head. One look at him, leaning back clad only in a pair of faded jeans, and a wave of heat and moisture rushed to the apex of her thighs. "You know Scully," he commented casually as he stroked a single digit across her stomach. "I was going to be extra nice to you to make up for my little game this afternoon." "Is that so?" she asked reaching out and entwining her fingers with his. "Mmmm, hmmm," he smiled, nodding. "But, seeing as how you already got me back.... I guess it's not necessary." "Well," she said thoughtfully. "I was going to make that up to you, but if you don't want that...." "Now, I didn't say that," Mulder said leaning back over her. "How about we both stick with our original plans?" "Sounds good to me," she whispered as he kissed her neck. "Alright then," he said as he hopped backwards off of the bed. "Hold on." "Excuse me?" "I said hold on," he repeated motioning towards the headboard. Scully did as she was told, but eyed him suspiciously as he quickly undid his jeans and slid them past his boxers and off of his body. Once he had cast them away, he leaned back over the bed and slid his index fingers beneath the waistband of her sweatpants. In one swift moition he pulled them completely from her body. Quite shocked by his actions Scully found herself giggling uncontrollably. After he had tossed her pants aside Mulder looked back to the bed to find his own suprise. "Scully, no panties?" "Well," she managed between fits of laughter. "I didn't really think I'd be needing them tonight." "That's my girl," he joked as he rejoined her on the bed. "Always thinking." Kissing he tenderly on the lips his hands roamed down her body. As his tounge darted into her mouth he slid a finger between her swollen lower lips. Scully moaned softly in encouragement as he dipped into her center and moved his mouth to her neck. Licking and nipping he made his way to her breasts and captured one nipple in his mouth while his free hand grapsed the other. Scully began to squirm against him as her need increased. Responding to her cues he slid a second finger inside her and found her clit with his thumb. Gasping his name she arched her back pushing both hips and breasts closer to him. As his thumb rotated around her tingling bundle of nerves she realized that she was already close to orgasm. It never took long when she had been out of town all week. Sensing her readiness Mulder bit down on her hardened nub and pulled back gently. Scully moaned deep in her throat and ran her nails across the back of his head. Speeding up the actions of his right hand Mulder pinched and tugged on her other nipple with his left. "That good Scully?" he panted into her ear. "God yes," she managed to gasp out as her hips began to buck into him. Intensifying the actions of his thumb he added a third finger to her center, pushing her to the brink. Scully fought for air as the sensations swept over her. The feeling of his hand inside her combined with the return of his teeth to her nipple finally sent her over the edge. With one last grunt of his name her back arched and her thighs shook as she found her release. As her body finally began to calm Mulder kissed his way back to her neck and leaned back to face her. After several moments of contented silence her breathing returned to normal and she turned to face him. "Mmmmm, Mulder," she said between kisses. "I'd say that more than makes up for your little computer game." "Oh yeah?" he whispered pulling on her lower lip. "Does that mean it's my turn?" "Yes, yes it does...." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ With that she flipped him onto his back and straddled his stomach. His cock twitched slightly as he felt her hot, wet sex touched his taught muscles. Sliding her hands behind her she was halted by his boxers and clicked her tongue in disaproval. "Now Mulder," she purred as she leaned forward on her knees. "Be a good boy and get rid of those, would you?" Mulder nodded enthusiastically and reached his hands down to rid himself of the silk impedement. Grazing the back of her thighs with his hands he pulled his knees upward and slid off the offending piece of clothing. Once he had finished his task Scully leaned forward again brushing the tips of her breasts across his chest. "Good boy," she whispered into his ear as she pushed her ass back against his now fully erect cock. Grinding against him gently she elicited several moans that were almost her name. Lifting one leg of of him she slid down his body, bathing him with her tongue as she went. Reaching her hand down she found his sac and cupped it firmly. "Ah, yeah Scully," he panted grasping a handful of her auburn locks. Releasing her hand from his balls she stroked a single finger from base to tip and back again causing his eyes to slam shut and his head to pitch back. As she grasped his shaft firmly in her hand every muscle in his neck tensed and he let out a low grunt of approval. Pumping her hand repeatedly she sidled herself over his body and positioned herself on his thighs. Suddenly the lights in the room popped on as the power returned to the apartment. They both jumped slightly, startled by the unexpected intrusion of brightness. The shock wore off quickly for Mulder and he squirmed slightly beneath Scully who gently released him from her grip. "Hmmm, powers back on," she commented playfully, rising slightly off of him. "We can go finish the movie now, if you want." "Don't you dare go anywhere woman!" he commanded grasping her hips with his large hands. "Well, when you put it that way," she cooed as she shifted position so that her center was poised directly above him. Teasing him a moment longer she dropped her weight just enough so that her curls brushed his tip. When he sucked in a deep ragged breath she decided to take pity on him and lowered herself until he was completely buried within her. "Oh God," he hissed as he tightened his grip on her hips. It had afterall been over a week, he needed a moment to adjust. He had made promises to Scully and he didn't want to dissapoint her. Once he was sufficiently calm he loosened his fingers and she leaned down towards him. She reached out a hand to turn off the bedside lamp, but he grabbed her wrist before she had the chance. "No," he whispered into her ear. "I want to be able to see you." Dropping her hand beside his head she bagan to rock her hips slowly, her nipples sliding back and forth across his chest. As their pace increased she leaned back, the change in angle causing both of them to moan loudly. She scraped her fingernails across his chest, until she found the hard pebbles at the center of his pecs. Pinching them tightly he thrashed his head from side to side on the pillow. Letting go of his nipples she leaned back further bracing herself with her hands beside his thighs. Opening his eyes he was in awe at the sight before him... There was nothing more arousing to him than the sight of Scully astride him, her back arched, her body glistening. His entire body tingeld as she moved her hips in small circles, and he knew that he didn't have long. Raising one hand to her breast and the other to her hip he found her nippled and her clit simultaneously. Scully gasped his name and her thighs squeezed him tighter as his hands worked furiously to bring her to the same place that he was. When she leaned forward once more he couldn't hold out any longer. Still working the pad of his thumb over her slick nub he began to buck against her uncontrollably. Much to his pleasure he felt he walls grip him mere seconds later as she joined him in bliss. They rode out the waves together until she finally collapsed on top of him. "Mmmmulder, you were right...." she mumbled into his chest. "'Bout what?" he asked kissing her hair. "You can see the stars from here....."