Title: "SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY." Author: Gingfox. KryceksFox@aol.com Rating: NC17 ~ smut biscuit. Feedback: Just be gentle, I don't usually write smut. Archive: For sure. Let me know where. Summary: Dana Scully has a secret lover. Who could it be? Disclaimer: Dana Scully and all other characters associated with The X.Files are the property of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the FOX Network. Dana Scully suddenly sat up in bed. She turned to the small alarm clock on the bedside table and frowned at the glowing green digits. It had just turned 10pm. Scully had turned in for the night two hours earlier. Now she was fully awake, feeling frustrated at the dull ache that had begun throb between her legs. She flung off the bedclothes, and sat on the edge of the bed. She gave a soft sigh, running slightly trembling fingers through her messed up red hair. As she then stood up from the bed, Scully cursed loudly. She made her way to the light switch near the bedroom door and slapped it on. Scully then glanced down at herself, and noticed her nipples straining against the thin material of her pyjama top. She quickly unbuttoned the top, then she cursed again. Her nipples were erect and very hard, and they ached maddeningly when she lightly touched them. Scully tugged the pyjama top off, wriggled out of the bottoms, then dumped the garments onto the messed up bed. She made her way to her wardrobe, and chose a loose fitting sweatshirt and matching baggy sweatpants. She slipped off her panties, and quickly dressed in the sweats. Scully briskly made her way to the lounge room. She collected her car keys and purse from her handbag on the coffee table, tugged on her sneakers without any socks, and then just as briskly made her way to the door of her apartment. She made her made to the apartment building's stairwell, flung the door open and jogged down the stairs. Scully then jogged to where her car was parked within the underground parking area and was grateful that the jogging enabled her to take her mind of the increasing ache - even though it was only for the briefest of moments. Scully quickly unlocked her car, jumped in and after gunning the engine a few times, she left the carpark with a loud screeching of the vehicle's tyres. She sped down the darkened backstreets towards her destination. The sooner she got to where she was going, the better. The ache between her legs was rapidly increasing, and she needed much more than self-pleasuring to appease it. Rather then hunt around for a carpark out of view of the apartment building that she'd just arrived at, Scully took the first vacant space she could find. One that was directly in front of the building's main doors. The way she was feeling, Scully couldn't really care less who spotted her car there. Scully briskly made her way to the entrance of the apartment building and gave the young security guard a quick smile as she entered. She headed towards the open stairwell door and quickly jogged up the flight of stairs. Her slightly messy red hair bobbed on her shoulders as she ascended. When Scully finally arrived at the apartment of her destination, she knocked twice at the door and tried not to fidget as she waited for a response. On hearing footsteps approaching the door, Scully smiled to herself. He was home, and she was feeling more than a little aroused. As the door latch clicked and the sound of the safety chain being drawn had ceased, Scully didn't wait for the door to be opened for her. The red haired woman gave the door a quick, hard shove and then she threw herself into the arms of the man who lived within the apartment. "Dana!" the man suddenly exclaimed when he felt her eager fingers grab the front of his trousers, "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company tonight?" "Just shut up!" Scully told the man firmly, but softly. She then stood up on her tippy toes to just as firmly kiss his mouth. She eagerly pushed her tongue between his lips and tasted the cigarettes and scotch that he'd just indulged in. "I'm surprised to see you here" the tall man then told Scully after she released the kiss and quickly closed and locked the apartment door. "I thought you would be" Scully turned back to the man and smiled, "I just had to see you. I couldn't bare to wait any longer." She gave another smile then added, "I've got another surprise for you!" Scully smiled once more and quickly tugged off her sweatshirt, revealing her bare breasts with hard erect nipples to the man who stood before her. "Dana!" the man responded appreciatively as he stared back at her, "That's quite a surprise!" "I knew you'd like it" she grinned, noticing the look of lust glinting in the man's dark eyes, "There's more too!" Scully quickly kicked off her sneakers and wriggled out of her sweatpants. Without giving him the chance to utter another word, Scully had wrapped her arms around the man's neck, pressing herself against him. As she kissed him almost ferociously, Scully backed him up towards the bed. On feeling the edge of the bed against the back of his legs, the man reluctantly let go of the red haired woman and sat down. The man smiled up at Scully, and she stared back at him, daring him to make the next move. The man spread his legs wide, then grabbed Scully by her hips and positioned her between them. As he continued to smile at her, he then reached up with a hand to take a hard nipple between his eager fingers. Scully shut her eyes and gave a soft, almost contented sigh at his welcomed touch. Her eyes suddenly snapped opened and she gasped loudly when she felt the fingers of his other hand enter into her moist opening. Scully's head lolled on her shoulders, and she began to moan as the man's fingers persisted with their pinching and probing. With her hands on the man's shoulders for support, Scully slowly began to thrust against the fingers inside her, eagerly rubbing her aching clitoris against his thumb. "I want more" Scully then began in a husky whisper, her thrusting against the man's fingers increasing in tempo, "I need more!" She suddenly slapped his hand away from her breast and allowed one last thrust against his fingers before returning her hands to his shoulders and pushing him back against the bed. Scully then ripped open the man's shirt, leant forward and gently traced the scar on his chest with the tip of her tongue. As he groaned his pleasure at her touch, Scully quickly straddled him, pressing her wetness against the hardening bulge in his trousers. "Oh God! Dana!" the man gasped as Scully ground herself onto him and began a low moan. "Patience is a virtue. You could at least wait until I've taken my clothes off ... !" Scully smiled wickedly at the man beneath her, then quickly got off of him. Impatiently she watched as he stood up and removed his clothes. She licked her lips as her attention was drawn to his manhood. For an older man, Scully thought he was quite endowed and very well hung. It had been almost two weeks since they'd last been able to share an intimate moment together, and on seeing his nakedness, Scully trembled excitedly at the thought of having him deep inside her. The man, now free of his shoes and garments, sat back down on the edge of the bed. He smiled at Scully. She smiled back, though her attention was still focussed on his swollen manhood. Scully remembered back to the last time she'd really been with the man. She had lied to her FBI partner Fox Mulder about needing to rewrite an important report which had to be handed in to Assistant Director Walter Skinner early the next morning. She told Mulder that she couldn't join him for an after work drink at Casey's because she had the report to do. He'd offered to forego drinks at the nearby bar to help her, but she insisted quite firmly that she was quite capable on her own. Scully never thought Mulder would leave, and twenty minutes after he did, the man had arrived at the basement office. They made love well into the evening in the FBI building's archive room. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to see him for sometime, Scully allowed the man to do whatever he wanted to her. She'd felt like a whore letting him, but she enjoyed it, every single moment. "Impressive, isn't it?" the man's words and soft chuckle interrupted Scully's thoughts. She grinned at him and nodded in silent agreement. "What do you think that partner of yours would say if he knew you where here with me." he paused, smiled slyly then added, "If he indeed knew we are sleeping together ... " He slowly trailed off and smirked at the slight frown that had formed on his young lover's face. She looked up at his face and replied a little firmly, "Who I sleep with is none of his damn business!" The man chuckled at her comment, and couldn't resist but add: "Could you imagine the look on my son's face if I were to mention that you and I regularly have sex together?" He chuckled some more, and Scully rolled her eyes at him. She then stamped her foot impatiently and commented flatly, "Are we going to spend the night worrying about what Mulder and Spender would think, or are we going to fuck?" Scully stamped her foot again as the aching in her clitoris was becoming almost too much to bear. The man smiled at the red haired woman, and held his hands out to her. As she took his hands in hers he softly asked her, "Did you bring any condoms, my dear?" Scully glared at the man and almost unfairly snapped, "We don't need them. I'm barren, in case you've forgotten!" The next thing he knew, Scully was groaning deep in her throat as she lowered herself onto his rigid organ. The man started to groan himself and began to thrust swiftly into the red haired woman who undulated rhythmically on top of his lap. After what seemed like an eternity of having Dana Scully writhing on top of him, panting and groaning, goading him on to a higher level of sexual pleasure, the man found himself unable to remain in control a moment longer. He felt like he was about to explode, and he needed release. The man firmly pushed Scully onto her back, and he began to thrust into her at a rapid rate. He couldn't help but smile to himself when she wrapped her arms and legs around him, her sweat slicked face pressed against his neck begging for more. As the hands of the nearby wallclock struck midnight, the man gave one last thrust into the eager and willing woman beneath him. He moaned loudly as his seed flooded into her, and cried out with her as it spilled back out, sticking to her thighs and pooling on the sheets beneath them. Spent for the moment, the man rolled off of Scully and lay close by her side on the tousled bed. He smiled at her, and held out a hand to her. Scully rolled onto her side, took his hand and kissed it. Then snuggling closer to him, she lay her head contentedly against his chest. With a finger, she lazily traced the scar that marked him. Looking down, Scully was amazed to see that the man's penis was still hard and very erect. She grinned at him, and he smiled back at her. The man lovingly kissed her forehead, and gently brushed a few stray hairs from her eyes. "You're beautiful" he whispered to her, finding her mouth with his and kissing her. "There's something else I'd really like to do ... if you feel up to it." The man kissed Scully again, a hand sliding down her body to caress her nicely rounded bottom. Scully gave a shiver of pleasure and smiled at the man next to her. The look in her eyes telling him that she was more then ready and willing for anything else that he could give to her. She reached up to kiss him, then rolled away from his chest and on to her stomach. Scully raised herself on to her elbows and knees. She lifted her backside and spread her legs wide, revealing her tight puckered entrance to him. The man stood up from the bed and took a tube of lubricant from the bedside table. He opened the tube and applied some of the gel to Scully's rear. She gave a sharp gasp as the coldness of the gel made contact with her warm skin. The man grinned to himself, slicked a generous amount of the lubricant over his penis, and positioned himself behind the young woman who waited expectantly for him on the bed. He pressed the head of his manhood against Scully's puckered hole, and just as he was pushing into her, Fox Mulder drove past the apartment building where Scully's car was parked out the front. Mulder stared at the vehicle and the building as he passed them, wondering what Scully would be doing so close to where the Cigarette Smoking Man lived. Little did he know that his long-time work partner and closest friend had been conducting a secret affair with the man he despised most in the world. A man Mulder always thought Scully despised too. THE END.