From: Para8Dice@aol.com
Date: Sun, 2 Jan 2000 20:21:39 EST
Subject: Syzygy Causes Lust
Source: direct

Disclaimer:  I don't own Mulder or Scully.  Chris Carter, David, Gillian, 
Fox, and 1013 Productions do.  

Title:  Syzygy Causes Lust

Rating:  NC-17 for sex

Spoilers:  Post Syzygy

Keywords:  Mulder/Scully Romance

Thanks to:  David and Gillian!  When you two are in the same room, hello!  

E-mail:  Para8Dice@AOL.Com

Author:  Paradise

Written:  1999
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Outside of Hotel
9:31 PM

    Scully angerly pulled the seat forward as much as it would go.  At this 
moment, she hated being short.  She didn't want Mulder to see her struggling. 
 She finished just as he got in the car.  He felt guilty for having been such 
a jerk.  He was a little uncomfortable with how close to the front his own 
seat was.  
    "You ready?"
    "You're the driver."
    Scully almost rolled her eyes, but pushed the accelerator to the floor, 
causing the wheels to squeak.  
XxX

    "Scully, you're gonna wanna...SCULLY!  You just, passed a stop sign 
Scully-"
    "Shut up Mulder."
    Mulder paused, processing her line.  "Sure, fine, whatever."
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The Car
Two Hours Later

    Dana Scully was feeling a feeling she hadn't felt in a very long time.  
She saw the full moon out and inhaled the night air.  Mulder had fallen 
asleep.  She was still pissed at him.  She decided though to pull over.  He 
woke up as the car stopped.
    "Scully?"
    Scully was silent for a moment, then she was blunt.  "You wanna fuck?"
    Mulder arched an eye brow.  He couldn't have just heard what he thought 
he did.  "Excuse me?"
    Scully smiled and looked at him.  "You wanna make love," she attempted.
    "Scully, are you all right?"
    "I'm fine, dammit.  Could you answer the question?"
    "Uh, where?"
    Scully pointed out the window.  The moon was showing a thousand stars and 
there was a grassy field.  Mulder looked where her finger was pointing, and 
couldn't believe what he was hearing.  He wasn't about to say no.

    Mulder and Scully walked almost too anxiously towards the center of the 
field.  She was thankful the grass was tall so that when they lied down, it 
wasn't too noticable that there were two people having sex.
    The reached the center of the field, and she grabbed him and kissed him.  
She roughly yanked his tie off of him, and began to unbutton his shirt, as he 
ran his fingers through her hair.  She nipped his lower lip, then pulled 
back, and kissed his neck.  
    Mulder pushed her back, and ripped apart the buttoned blouse she was 
wearing.  His lips were on hers, his hands tangling again in her hair, as if 
to gain better access.  He reached down her back to unhook the bra, but there 
was no hook.  He opened his eyes, still kissing her, then backed away.  She 
tried not to laugh.
    "Mulder," she said, showing him the clasp was in the front.
    "In all the fantasies I've had about this, the hook being in the front 
was never in any of them."
    His mouth came down on hers, as he tore off the bra, and it was lost 
somewhere in the grass.  His hands gripped her small, full breasts, and 
caressed them.  He gently ran his finger over her nipple, and pinched it just 
barely, and it hardened.  His mouth moved down to her breasts, and he created 
arcs over her nipples with his tongue.  She clutched him tighter, pulling his 
body closer.
    She could feel him against her leg.  He grabbed her legs and pulled them 
over his hips, setting her down in the grass.  She looked so innocent now, as 
if playing a game.  She pulled his belt from him and threw it over her head.  
She tugged his pants down, as he kissed her.  
    Once he was fully naked, she helped undo her pants.  He lifted her 
shapely leg over his shoulder, and kissed her inner thigh.  She looked at 
him, smiling.  He gently placed his finger in her special area, and massaged 
the already damp area.  She pulled his mouth towards hers again, kissing him. 
 His face went to the place between her breasts, and he kissed her, breathing 
her in.  His hands moved from her center to holding each of her perfect 
breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.  
    Scully pushed Mulder back, lifting him off of her, and pushed him onto 
his back.  She caressed his erect penis with her hands, then enclosed herself 
over him.  His hand went behide her head, and he kissed her.  He slid deeply 
into her and she tilted her head back, closing her eyes.  The thrusts were 
hot, sensual, and wet.  The strokes were silky, long and intense.  The 
contractions were getting stronger until finally, they both reached their 
climax.

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    "Scully, are you all right?"
    "Never been better.  That was my perfume by the way."
    "What?"
    "The perfume you thought Detective White was wearing, it was mine."
    "I knew that.  When I sniffed her, she wasn't wearing it."
    "You sniffed her?"
    "Well, yeah."
    "And then what?"
    "And then nothing."
    "Mulder."
    "Scully."
    "All right, I'll get over it."
    "I didn't want her, I wanted you.  I've always wanted you."
    "Even when I'm a bitch?"
    "There's a reason we weren't getting along.  Relationships were supposed 
to suck in that town.  Detective White in her right mind would never have 
done what she did."
    "Oh no, you're precious Angela wouldn't."
    "Scully, I want you."
    Scully looked over at him, and caressed his face.  It was interesting.  
They were lying in a field, their clothes in every direction, staring up at 
the full moon.  No, Skinner wouldn't lose his mind at the thought of his two 
agents doing the wild thing in the middle of a field.
    "You've got me Mulder."