Disclaimer: Not mine, never were- make no profit, have no money- do not sue.

Author's Note: Voila... part four as promised. For anyone who has been reading this fic so far- I must warn that this section is most definitely 'adult' in nature. I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to any and all feedback- it keeps the motor runnin'.

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The lights were low in Scully's living room, in fact it was just the glow of the dimmed kitchen lights that lit the room. The counter top was cluttered with rinsed dishes from their dinner, the scent of pesto and pasta lingered in the air.

The coffee table sported a stack of folders, closed, two empty wine glasses and the remote control for the stereo. In the background the strains of music mingled with their conversation like an afterthought. Scully tipped her head back in laughter and Mulder reveled in her smile. Her ivory skin was aglow in the soft light and her throat was lean and lovely as her laughter bubbled out like a melody. He was smitten.

"Mulder?"

"Huh? Oh- was I day dreaming again? I'm sorry Scully."

"I guess I'm just not that captivating..." She laughed at her own comment lightly.

"Not at all Scully- just the opposite." His cheeks, already flushed from wine, grew a deeper shade at his confession. "I was daydreaming of you." She made a tiny coughing noise and turned to face him.

Mulder exhaled and could feel his breath bounce between them, their faces were close, mouths close. So close. He watched her eyes dart from his and to his lips, back and worth like ping pong- could it be that she wanted to kiss as much as he wanted to? He inched forward ever-so slightly.

"Is it the wine Scully?" he whispered.

"No... not the wine." Her mouth blossomed into an inviting smile. She brought her fingers to his face and gently ran them over his cheek, lingering by the corner of his mouth. The touch was electric, Mulder shivered and closed his eyes. She continued tracing his features with careful fingers, the pads brushing his lips like velvet. A groan slipped from the pit of his stomach and he opened his eyes. Before him was a most beautiful sight. Scully's eyes were closed, her mouth opened slightly taking in small breaths of air. Her head was tilted back again and she appeared to be memorizing him, the sensation of his skin, the pattern of his features, the perfection of his lips- as if she were suddenly blind.

"Scuhllee" Mulder raised his hands to her throat like a vampire going in for the kill. His large hands circled her neck then swept up to her jaw and into her hair. He held her face in his hands and she leaned in, opening her eyes to meet his heavy-lidded gaze. His grip tightened and he pulled her closer still.

"Not the wine," she repeated as his lips met hers.

Their mouths pressed together and they could feel each other's pulses beating rapidly. As each moved into the kiss, slowly, seductively, their fast internal rhythms synchronized into one resounding heartbeat. Scully parted her lips and tasted her tongue to the corners of his mouth, licking at them until Mulder could take it no longer. He grasped her, framing her face with his palms and kissed her openly, passionately.

They twisted with each other in this dance of mounting passion. Their mouths met and sucked and savoured over and over. Each infliction of his tongue elicited one from her and so their kisses went on, in equal intensity, equal invocation of arousal. Mulder pushed her back against the couch and she met his thrust with level strength. He grabbed at her hands and pinned them at her sides, pushing her to her back and into the cushions behind her. His mouth opened against her, swirling his tongue in her hungry mouth, never letting go of her arms.

Mulder began a slow descent along her jawline to the crook of her neck, tasting the salty sweetness of her flesh. He relinquished his hold on one arm to feel his hand up along her side, up the smooth skin under her shirt. His palm stopped to cup a perfect breast and Scully moaned into his ear. He twisted above her, feeling their bodies connect at the hips as he ground into her through too many layers of clothing.

"Mmmulderr..." The sound of her voice was like a purr he could feel down to his toes. He dragged his mouth over her clavicle and down to the soft skin between her breasts. Popping the buttons open with his teeth, he made it to her navel as she breathed out his name in heavy breaths. As he made his way back up, her skin grew hot to the touch and streaks of red enflamed her flesh. He paused to stare.

"Oh Scuhllee..." Mulder's mouth came down hard on her neck, sucking at her pulsepoint. He gave up holding her down, using his other arm to prop himself up. Scully instantly grabbed at his shoulders, kneading him like a kitten as he took an aching nipple into the wet haven of his mouth though the lace of her bra.

Her hips began to thrust with intent and as Mulder lavished her partially exposed breasts, he worked at undoing her pants. Scully stilled his hands and pushed him back and off of her. Mulder was dazed, looking at her questioningly- had he gone too far too fast?

"Stop analyzing Mulder." She smiled devilishly.

"Amazing- you amazing me Scully." Before he could finish his sentence Scully leaned into him, kissing him hard tipping him back by force. Her tiny fingers tugged at his shirt and pulled it over his head, breaking her feast of kisses as the clothing was shed. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders and down his torso, feeling him react to her touch. She nuzzled her face to his throat, inhaling the scent of faded cologne and perspiration. Scully darted her tongue out to lick the sweat from his collarbone and he groaned into her hair. She kissed her way to his left nipple where she nibbled at the tiny nub of flesh, suckling and nipping his skin. His hands smoothed over the sides of her face and he forcibly pulled her face to his.

"I can't take it Scully. I- I just can't" he stammered. His fingers wove into the halo of her hair and he gripped it by the handful. His mouth slammed to hers, tongue plunging and teeth scraping. All the desperation of seven years seemed to come off him in an electric aura- they were both charged.

Scully stood up suddenly and they both tipped in toward each other.

"Let's move this to the bed Mulder." She extended her arm to him and he clasped her hand firmly, yanking her back into his lap. With Scully splayed across him, he stood, sweeping her up in his arms. She let out a little yelp and laughed into the crook of his neck. They made it as far as the corridor when Scully began sucking his ear lobe and Mulder was forced to place her to her feet. He pushed her hard against the wall, kissing her throat, her breasts, ripping her bra away and continuing his assault. She twisted a leg up around him and moaned when his hands finally slipped her pants and underwear over her hips.

"Leg down Scully." She complied immediately and Mulder slid her clothes down the rest of the way. She stepped free of them and was stilled by his hands circling her waist as he crouched. He hugged her to him, his head pressed to the dampened curls at the apex of her thighs. He snaked his arms around her legs, inhaling her scent and smiling- feeling like he was finally home.

Mulder slowly ran his hands down her legs and felt the silken smoothness of her skin. He trailed his fingers lightly back up again until he stopped, feeling moisture on her inner thighs. He pressed his face to her, spreading her open with the slow nudging of his head. Scully felt the rough sensation of his tongue on her thighs and she sighed into the darkness. He redirected his efforts and made his way to her core. Pulling and prodding with his mouth, Mulder was overwhelmed by her wetness, her physical need- it aroused him to no end to think she could want him this much. As much as he needed her.

A careful tongue plunged and separated her inner lips and Scully swooned above him. Mulder pressed her to the wall again, pinning her there. There was no escape from his agile ministrations, his mouth closed over her hardened clit, sucking at it hungrily. His determination was evident, he wanted her to come. With his hands on her thighs, he spread her open further, tasting her from deep within, burying his face in her, drinking her, reveling in the sticky sweetness of her arousal. It was exquisite and Scully writhed; arms pressed to the wall at her sides as the first twinges of climax pulled at her belly. Mulder felt her readiness too, he slipped two long fingers deep inside, flicking them back and forth hitting that perfect spot. His tongue danced over her clit in a fast paced waltz and her body began to tense. He thrust into her, hand pumping, and sucked her clitoris into his mouth just as Scully exploded.

"Oh God! God-oh-God... Mulderrrr..." Her voice trailed off into a beautiful hum of sound and satisfaction. Her partner slowly crept up her body, cradling her to him and they molded together. Scully tipped her head far back and smiled. Mulder's mouth met hers and their kisses began all over again.

"We have got to make it the bedroom." She let out a giggle at how ridiculous it seemed that they couldn't make it another ten feet. Mulder took her arms and pulled her up a bit.

"Step up Scully." She looked at him like he'd gone mad, her smile broad and bold. "Didn't you ever dance with your father this way? I used to do it to Sam all the time." Scully put each foot on his and he pulled her in at the waist and walked them into her bedroom.

"Frankly, now is NOT when I want to be thinking of family members Mulder" she chided. But before she could say another word, Mulder released her and sent her falling to the bed. She propped herself up on her elbows and stared at her semi-clothed partner. "Are you gonna get rid of those?" She nodded at his pants.

"You look delicious, good enough to eat." He turned back to her with that blank, panicked expression on his face. She scooted up to the edge of the bed and took him by the pant loops. Scully unbuckled the belt, undid the zipper and slid his slacks, boxers and all, down to the floor. Mulder kicked the clothing away and toed off his socks.

He tried to stand still. When he caught a glimpse of her licking her lips but his hips jerked forward and his erection bobbed involuntarily. Scully inched forward and smiled evilly before darting out her tongue to lick the salty bead of liquid from the head. Mulder shuddered. She drew up her hand and cupped his balls and cock together. She then slipped the length of him between her lips, adjusting momentarily to his girth. Then without pause, she began to suck in long, slow, agonizing strokes.

Mulder gripped her shoulders for stability. The sensation was incredible and flashes of light danced behind his closed eyelids. His head tipped back and he opened his mouth in a low groan. She stopped to smile then resumed her talents. He looked down and was instantly more aroused by the sight of her red hair and her gorgeous full lips around his swollen erection. He'd imagined it in the past of course, but the reality was so much more intense. Her mouth felt like heaven and Mulder began to pump shallow thrusts into her mouth- his hands in her hair.

It wasn't long before Scully could feel the tension reaching a near peak. She squeezed his balls lightly, coaxing him but Mulder pulled away, taking in gulps of air. He slumped down onto the bed beside his naked partner his cock twitching for release. Scully wrapped her palm around it, moving up and down in rhythmic, gentle strokes.

"I'd be happy to take care of this..." She grinned.

"Oh Scully, I would love that... but... I want to finish this another way."

"And which way would that be?"

"I want to make love to you..."

"Make love?" She raised a sexy eyebrow.

"Yes, I want to make love to you, I want to feel you- be inside you..."

The sound of his voice curled around her, filling her mind with wonderful images- her eyes fluttered closed. Mulder leaned in close and pressed his open mouth to hers.

"Mmmm... Scuhlleee, I want to be inside you, feel you come, make you come..." He spoke against her tiny pants of breath. She was dizzy and his lips played upon hers in nips and tugs between words. "So much Scully..." He kissed her deeply, frantically and broke away quickly again. "I love you- oh God Scully I love you." He reclaimed her mouth and kissed her to the sheets.

Mulder felt the moisture on her cheeks as their kiss deepened and twisted. Her tears mingled with the perspiration on his skin, everything tasted salty and wonderful. As he blanketed her body, Scully traced her nails up and down his spine, leaving streaks of red gentle welts in their wake- branding him as hers. When he broke away, it was only to close his eyes against the flooding of sensation.

"Mulder," she whispered into his chest. His eyes opened and he looked into her like there was nothing else left on earth. "Mulderrrr..."

"Oh Scully..." He kissed her forehead tenderly and cupped a firm breast in one hand, rolling the nipple between strong fingers. Her back arched into his touch and he adjusted his position, spreading her legs wide so that he could rest between them. He lowered back onto her with his face level to her heart and took an erect nipple into his mouth. In his ears was the ringing, swishing sound of her body and heartbeat- he smiled.

Scully ran her fingers through his silky hair and urged him to look up at her again.

"Make love to me." Her words lingered in the evening air. He rose, coming up to kiss her soundly before gripping his cock against her slick opening. She ground her hips to him, letting out a long stream of breath.

"You want this?" He asked in earnest rubbing her clit with the hardened head of his penis.

"I want you. I want you inside me Mulder. I want to feel you." She reached down between their bodies and gripped his hand around his cock, guiding him home. At the split second of entry they both shut their eyes, feeling the rush of first contact. He lingered there as if not wanting to break the magic spell until Scully raised her hips and took him in further. He pushed at her, feeling the heat and wetness encircling him as he thrust as far as he could go.

Scully moaned and lifted her legs around his back squeezing him in, smiling ear to ear as he filled her to the brink of painful pleasure. Their bodies moved, each thrust contributing to the steady rise in the humming of their bodies. Her breasts jiggled as he pumped into her and Mulder looked her in the eye before lowering his mouth to a nipple. He suckled it between his lips with no particular rhythm, his tongue rolling over the hardened flesh. Scully arched to his ministrations, a blaze of red hair fell over her face as her head thrashed from one side to the other. Her moistened lips were parted as she panted out his name, driving him on.

Their lips met again, his low growl filled her mouth and she ate his declarations in hungry kisses. He thrust his tongue with every forward movement inside her and she accepted the rhythm, sucking it between her lips sloppily. As the kiss picked up momentum, their love making slowed until he was forcibly restraining himself.

"Mulder what is it?" She asked between breaths.

"Closer. I need you closer Scully- its not enough this way." There was something in his eyes, something deeply moving- this was much more than just sex. He lifted his hand to her face and swept the hair behind her ear, smiling and kissing her gently.

"I have an idea... I need you to sit up against the headboard." He nodded but made no move to disconnect from her body. Scully cocked her head, "it'll only be a second Mulder- I promise." He slipped out of her with a disappointed grunt and sat with his back to the headboard as told. His legs stretched out on the bed and Scully slowly crawled up his body, stopping when she was poised over his erection. Her blue eyes fixed on him and she closed her small hand around his cock. His eyes fluttered but he couldn't drag his gaze from hers- it was hypnotic.

Scully guided the full length of his cock into her, settling down in his lap. She took a moment to wrap her legs around his sides and finally they were close; sitting face to face and joined in the most intimate of dances.

Mulder slid the warm palms of his hands up her spine and her head tipped back, savouring the sensations all around her. Mulder thrust against her, meeting her downward strokes evenly. His eyes traveled over her- her soft porcelain skin, the jut of her collarbone, the perfection of her breasts, the cascade of her hair... her eyes were shut against the world and her lips were parted, panting. He felt the rumble in his belly, the ache to fill her, have her, completely.

When his hands reached her hair, Mulder grabbed it- a fistful, and pulled her head back. His mouth claimed her throat like Lestat and he sucked and licked all the way to her open mouth. The kiss was explosive. The tangled together, no beginning no end, clinging greedily to each other.

The pressure for release was overpowering as their bodies meshed into one. Scully's arms wrapped around him, hugging him to her possessively and Mulder brought his hands up to frame her face.

"Scuhlleee..." he breathed into her lips. "Oh God..." She smiled weakly, the intensity of it overtaking her. "Love you."

"Yessss..." she hissed in response. He reclaimed her mouth, thrusting his tongue against hers and the tempo of their love-making mounted to a fever pitch. She puffed between kisses, mouthing his name as she slammed herself down in his lap.

"So close... oh God Scully..."

"Come.... Mulder- ...I'm coming!" She bit his shoulder as the blast of colours screamed through her. She rocked uncontrollably as the orgasm carried her away. Mulder threw his head back and howled- crying her name into the air and gripping her back for support as he came deep, deep inside her. All around, the world shook. They shuddered in tandem as the crest broke then finally began to subside.

Mulder eased her backwards, still held inside her- unwilling to break the connection. She wrapped her legs at his waist and he moved them to a lying position- their heads at the foot of her bed. Once settled, Mulder wiped the hair from her eyes and kissed the tears on her cheeks. They rested there until finally he slipped to her side and curled himself around her frame.

They soon fell asleep in top of the sheets, facing the wrong direction but content to feel flesh pressed against flesh.

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