Title: Until There's Nothing Left To Say- part 4
Rating: NC-17
Category: MSR/RST
Spoilers: Two Fathers/One Son and parts 1,2&3 of this WIP
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Until There's Nothing Left To Say- part four
By xenoprobe

Mulder's head hit the wood frame of Scully's bedroom door. He welcomed the slight buzz of pain it caused. In fact, he welcomed every sensation he was involved with at that particular moment. It was Scully who'd kissed him so hard, so desperately, that he'd stumbled back and knocked his head, and he was more than eager to take on any other inanimate obstructions just to get more from her.

Scully tore herself away from him, panting slightly and smiling wickedly.

"Why do I get the feeling you still feel the need to punish me Scully?" His voice was low and suggestive.

"Are you playing on your instincts, or are you profiling me again Mulder?" Her smirk was delicious, it begged to be kissed.

Mulder came forward, gripping her at the shoulders. He pressed her back to the hallway wall and grabbed her chin. Scully's body relaxed at his forceful touch, she was nearly limp just waiting to be kissed again. His grip was strong and he thrust her chin up and to one side, exposing the ivory beauty of her throat.

Mulder's teeth came down over her flesh, nipping at her jugular like a starved vampire. Scully cried out- a sound of pure pleasure, and her voice rang in his ears like a melody. He worked his lips all over her neck, suckling her earlobe, feasting on her jawline. Bliss.

"Mmm... Mulderrrr..." She was purring.

He pulled back and framed her face with both hands, his shoulders forming a shrug as he lifted her face to meet his.

"God I love your lips Scully." He touched his tongue to her lips, tracing the outline of her perfect mouth. He licked at them like a cat with a bowl of milk, hungry for every drop of her.

Scully's tiny fingers worked their way under his shirt, clawing up his torso, dragging cruelly over his nipples. His entire body jerked in response. She pushed him back and broke contact.

"Are we ever going to make it to the bedroom Mulder? Or is the hallway your preference? You seem to favour hallways..." She pushed open her bedroom door and they stepped into the room. It was washed in low, soft light from her bedside lamp; the orange glow of a sunset peeked through the curtains.

With one finger pressed to his chest, Scully backed her partner up to the bed. She continued her play by removing his shirt, pulling it over his head and tousling his hair. She unbuckled his belt and unfastened the button of his jeans, smiling to herself as his hips twitched to her touch. She ran her hands down his long arms then back up his torso, feeling the smoothness of his skin and the down of his hair. She raised herself up to kiss him, slamming her mouth against his in a fury of passion.

Mulder responded by delving his tongue into her open mouth, swirling and sucking the kisses from her. Scully placed both hands to his chest and pushed. Hard. Mulder tipped back and fell to the bed with a plop.

"Mine..." Scully growled as she knelt down at his feet. She slipped off his socks and clambered up his legs.

The sight of his partner poised at the fly of his jeans sent Mulder into spins. This was more than any fantasy, more than he ever dared imagine of her.

Scully's fingers played over the zipper, teasing the hard length of him through his jeans. His head fell back but his desire to observe her hovering over his groin was more powerful than the physical sensation. That was about to change.

Scully suddenly tore his pants open and yanked enough of the garment away to expose his boxers. She made short work of them too, pulling them down quickly as well. Mulder's clothes were balled up just under his ass, elevating the area that his partner was zeroing in on. He shivered, head to toe, when she licked her lips.

"Mine..." she repeated.

Delicate, perfect fingers stroked the underside of his erection, eliciting a low growl from Mulder's lips. Scully smiled and tasted her tongue to the very tip of his penis. He was salty and sweet and delicious.

She wanted more.

She wanted to exercise as much power over him as she pleased. She wanted to make him want her so very badly that no one else would ever do. Scully took the head of his cock into her velvety mouth and swirled her tongue around and around. They both felt the world tip off its axis.

She hummed, her lips vibrating as she sucked and licked her way to the base of his cock and back again. Mulder could no longer focus- he was lost in the rising tide.

In the blur of sensations, Mulder could just see the blaze of Scully's head hair, splayed over his groin as her head bobbed in a perfect rhythm. He let himself fall back against the sheets, no longer able to remain propped up to watch. It was exquisite and Mulder knew if she didn't stop soon, he'd cross the point of no return.

"Scuhllee," he moaned, winding his fingers into her hair. He gripped a handful and pulled her off, his erection twitching for more of her expertise. "Scully, I'm so close."

"I know." She said while raking her careful fingernails over his scrotum. His eyes fluttered. "What would you prefer Mulder?"

"You. I think I'd like a turn at you."

"Your wish is my command." She rose to her feet and stood by the side of the bed, head tipped back, eyes closed- waiting for whatever he'd do next. Mulder stood as well, peeling the rest of his clothing from his legs.

"Hmmm..." He placed a finger to his pursed lips. "Where to begin?" Scully peeked at her partner, smiling inwardly. "Well... for starters this has to go."

Mulder slowly unbuttoned her cotton top and smoothed it over her shoulders, letting it fall away. "And these as well..." He unfastened her jeans and slipped them down, stepping her out of each pant leg at a time. She stood clad in her bra and cotton undies. Mulder's mouth was watering.

His hands circled her waist; they nearly closed around her petite frame. He didn't quite know where to begin; she looked so trusting, so deliciously open to him. Mulder reached behind her, trailing his fingers up her spine until he found the clasp of her bra- he snapped it open and slipped it off.

Her breasts were round and full, the nipples already stiff with anticipation. Without touching her with his hands, Mulder leaned over and traced a circle around one areola with his tongue. Scully shivered and smiled. His lips closed around it and he sucked the hardened flesh into his mouth, tugging at her breast like he was feasting from her. He lavished similar attentions on the other breast before pulling away again.

"They're beautiful Scully... although, I already figured they'd be." He grinned.

Scully smoothed an open palm down his cheek, caressing his face in appreciation.

Mulder ran his large hands over her breasts again, feeling his way to her neck. He gently traced his fingers over her collarbone, noticing how her body reacted with goose bumps each time he changed his touch.

He kissed her again. Kissed her because her mouth hung open slightly. Kissed her because she was so painfully beautiful. Kissed her because she was all-important to him. Kissed her because he was finally free to do so.

Their bodies met, skin to skin for the first time and they both groaned slightly. Mulder cupped a breast between them, coaxing her nipple into a near painful nub. He pinched and twisted at it playfully as her body relaxed even more. Then, Mulder took the flat of his hand and smoothed it down the length of her torso; from between her breasts, all the way down, until he cupped her between the legs.

Her cotton panties grew damper as he rubbed his hand back and forth over her hidden mound. He couldn't delay his curiosity any longer- Mulder grabbed her hips and tore down her underwear. He went straight back to what he was doing, only this time; he slipped two long fingers between her slick folds. Scully exhaled heavily.

"My God, you're so wet." He seemed amazed, inspired.

"Yessss..." She nodded.

He pulled her to his chest, pausing to steal another kiss. Mulder reached behind her, parting her legs from behind before he slid his finger into the wet opening again. Scully rubbed against him as he pumped one, then two, then three fingers inside of her.

Her body began to tremble and Mulder pulled away, reluctant to bring her to orgasm too soon. He instead turned her around and knelt, smoothing his hands down, then back up the contours of her body. Mulder paused to lick at the small of her back, a place his fingers had called home for years now belonged to his lips as well. He smiled. He traveled up her spine, trailing kisses for each vertebra until he reached the back of her neck. He stopped then, staring at the scar from her chip. Very gently, he ran his tongue around the spot, Scully's head tipped back slightly as she whispered into the air.

"What did you say Scully?"

"I said, forever."

"Yes, forever. Yes Scully."

She may have meant the chip would remain there forever, but Mulder ignored the obvious, instead taking the word as literally as possible. They were forever. Each a part of the other. They were necessary, like air, like food.

Mulder eased his partner forward, pressing her aching breasts into the sheets as he continued his assault of kisses back down her spine. He climbed atop of her and slowly let his weight ease over her body. He erection rubbed at her bottom and she lifted her pelvis, welcoming the sensation.

Mulder groaned.

Then, without warning, he rolled over, taking her tiny frame with him, until they lay together, both facing the ceiling. His hands laced with hers as he hugged her tight. Scully's legs slid over the sides of his, leaving herself open to him, Mulder made short work of tracing his hands back to the dampened haven at her core.

"Scully... show me..." he crooned in her ear.

"Show you what Mulder?" her voice was almost childlike.

"Show me how to touch you- guide my hands to touch you, like you touch yourself."

Scully's fingers pressed down on his, slipping a long digit between the slick folds. She puffed out a sigh. She continued to use Mulder's hands to her pleasure, taking his fingers deep inside, showing him just how to reach that heavenly spongy spot that could create rainbows in the brain.

"Oh... Oh Mulder..."

"Is that what you say... when you touch yourself?"

"Yessss, oh God yes... Mulderrrrr..." Her head tossed from side to side has he continued the deep thrusts of his now expert fingers. Scully's hand joined his, teasing her hardened clit to the point of pain. She was so close and could feel the pull of climax in the pit of her belly. Mulder's erection strained between their bodies, the friction of her ass grinding back against him was driving him mad.

"Yes, Oh yes... I'm- Oh fuck, I'm coming. Mulder! Oh God Mulder!"

Her eyes slammed shut against the outside world as the orgasm rocked through her entire body. After a moment Mulder slowly eased her off of his chest and hovered above her, kissing the sweat from her brow.

"You have to be the most beautiful thing in the world." She smiled weakly and welcomed his weight between her thighs. It was time to change that world.

So slowly, Mulder sank his shaft into her, parting her carefully, savouring the sensation of her tight opening. Scully grabbed his ass, demanding all of him. He complied without further hesitation.

His cock began to piston in and out, marking a rhythm that jumped up speed every time her lips parted to moan. Mulder watched her closely, seeing her, feeling her- inside and out all at once. He was overwhelmed.

"Oh Scuhlleee... Oh God. Mine." He echoed her word from earlier. Mine. They were each other's alone. "Mine, you're mine."

"Yes Mulder. Oh God more... please more." She shifted her legs, wrapping them high around his back, tilting her pelvis up to receive all she could.

Their tempo rose. Scully opened her eyes and saw herself in the reflection of his hazel pools. They were beautiful together and she could not, at that moment, think of one reason why they had waited six years to finally reach this point. He smiled at her, a lopsided grin that was heart rendering, as if he too was thinking the same thing.

His lips began to form the letter "L" and Scully silenced him with an open-mouthed kiss. Their tongues probed, mimicking the pumping of his cock deep inside her.

"Don't say it." She shushed.

"I-"

"I know Mulder. I know. Me too."

At that moment the world pitched forward, sending both of them into a spiral of climactic bliss. Mulder howled like a wounded animal, drowning out the murmurs of her after shock.

His hands came up to frame her face; her fiery red hair was splayed across the crisp white of her bed-sheets.

"Me too then Scully, me too."

Mulder kissed the salt from the hollow of her throat then tickled his tongue over her lips, prying them apart until the kiss threatened to swallow them both. He rolled off to one side, their mouths still entangled.

"Mulder..." She pulled away, her brow slightly furrowed.

"Yes Scully?"

She hesitated, her expression shifting from dark to light.

"Never mind, its- its nothing." Scully returned his kisses, finding she was not yet completely drained of her passion.

They kissed and whispered under the sheets until sleep pulled their eyes closed. It was dark outside when Mulder reached to turn off the bedside lamp.

"I trust you." He replied to her unspoken question.

"I know Mulder. You don't have to say it, I know... there's nothing left to say about it..." Her breathing grew shallow as Scully fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Mulder waited nearly an hour to follow her into darkness. He lay there, watching the moonbeams dance over her face.

"I love you, IloveyouIloveyouIoveyou..." he whispered into her ear. "And now there's nothing left to say."

FIN

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