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Something’s been off with Mulder lately. Every Friday this month, he's been out the door by 5. For most coworkers, this wouldn't seem odd. But with Mulder? It’s alarming. The man doesn't know the meaning of taking a break or going home on time. He's perpetually obsessed with his work – not leaving their basement office, or at least, leaving and continuing it at home. She's never seen him so eager to leave. Scully attempted to bring it up last week.
“Mulder, just what is so pressing that you have to leave right now instead of finishing this report we have due on Monday?”
His face immediately reddened, and he gave an embarrassed smile. “Ah, just have an appointment I need to get to, Scully. Nothing to worry about. I’ll come early on Monday to finish it up, so Skinner doesn't chew my ass out.”
“An appointment?” she queries and furrows her brow. “Is something wrong?” She’s worried now. She would know if he had anything medical scheduled.
He quickly backtracks. “Nothing like that, just need to get somewhere.”
“What, like a date?” she teases him, knowing he's not had a date for several years now.
If possible, he blushes even more. “Something like that. See ya, Scully.” And he walks out the door, leaving her shocked and slightly heartbroken.
This time, she's going to see what he's up to. She's both worried and saddened by the idea that he may be seeing someone. There's been this unspoken agreement that they don't see other people. Despite nothing actually happening between them (except that near miss in the hallway), there’s this energy between them that they both know is there.
He leaves the office again today, 5:00 on the dot. Only this time, she follows him with the excuse she's going up to Skinner’s office before heading out herself. She gets off on the next floor after the car park and takes the stairs down. She made sure that her car was parked away from his this morning so that he wouldn't notice her leaving after him. He would just think she’s another G-Man or G-Woman leaving for the weekend.
She follows him back to DC to an area she's never been to before. Staying a few cars behind him so he doesn't recognise her car, she sees him pull into a small car park next to a building. She turns onto the next street and parks, watching him in her rearview mirror. He walks up to a black metal door, duffel bag in hand, and knocks. He heads in. She sees other people, bags at their sides, saunter in after him. What the hell is this place?
She needs to go in there. She needs to know why he is being so secretive about this place. She puts on some sunglasses and grabs her purse and decides to follow. Scully knocks on the door and is met by a large bald man in leather. “Dom or sub?” he asks in a monotone voice. Taken aback by his question, she answers with the first thought that comes to mind. “Dom.” He waves her through. She feels a yearning come through her that she hasn’t felt in years saying that. Get it together, Dana.
The hallway is dark, lightly illuminated by a red light. She can hear the thumping sound of music echoing through the corridor. The corridor leads to a large room filled with people and furniture. She keeps to the walls, not wanting Mulder to see her, heading towards the bar.
She's still dressed in her work attire – black skirt, thigh highs, white button down blouse, blazer, and high heel pumps. The people around her are dressed in a variety of leather, silk, latex, and some just barely clothed in underwear. Some men are wearing suits, so she's not completely underdressed, but she feels off kilter. She questions where Mulder is. What he's wearing. Who he’s with. Why he's here. And that's when she sees him. That dark mop of gorgeous hair and those pouty lips would stand out anywhere to her. Fuck, he looks amazing.
There he is, in tight leather jeans that show off his ass, a silver ring dangling from his ear, a skintight white cotton shirt with his perky nipples poking through, and holy shit is that a collar?! Scully’s eyes bulge out of her head at the idea of Mulder as a sub. She’d certainly thought about it, going as far as fantasising it, but she never thought it could be a reality. She had noticed some submissive qualities in him early on, but with the ego he has, didn't think much of it. Now she realises that her assumption was correct. Fox Mulder is a goddamn submissive. The question now is, whose sub is he?
The thought creates a tightness in her chest. She doesn’t want him to be anyone else's but hers. If she knew their interests were aligned, she would've claimed him years ago. That was one of the reasons why she held back on a real relationship with him. If he was vanilla, it wouldn't work out. Then, he would have to continue working with her knowing that she was kinky. It would’ve been awkward and embarrassing. However, now, things could be different. That is, if Mulder wants her back.
She continues to watch him from the sidelines, staying in the shadows so he doesn't see her. He sits down at a table facing the stage in the middle of the room. There's a man tied to a St Andrews Cross being flogged on his back and shoulders by his Mistress. Scully wonders if this turns Mulder on. By the shiver of pleasure that runs through his body as he watches, she ventures that it does. Shortly after he sits down and starts watching the erotic scene, a woman approaches him. Scully’s body tenses with apprehension. Is this her? She sees Mulder shake his head and give a small smile. Scully breathes out a breath of relief.
Someone next to her at the bar nudges her elbow, “She’s not the first to approach him here, you know. He's been coming for weeks now. He's captured the attention of a lot of doms. I mean, could you blame them, look at the man!” Scully’s face crumples a bit with this new information. Her companion catches on to this and continues, “But he always turns them down. He just watches. Maybe you should give it a go.” They give Scully an encouraging smile and shoos her towards him.
Walking on shaky legs and taking a deep breath, Scully makes her way towards Mulder. The music and moans of passion in the background spur her onwards. She walks up behind him and whispers in his ear, “Is this seat taken?”
A polite protest forms on his lips, “I’m not actually – oh my god, Scully!” as he turns around to face her. Her bottom lip is between her teeth, and she releases it to give him a shy smile. His face is one of shock, then fear. Scully quickly sits next to him in the booth and shushes him. “It’s okay, I like this too,” she admits. His eyes widen in recognition, and he stutters, “You – you do?”
Being so close to him now, she can clearly see the leather collar resting against his throat, with a D-ring attached to it. She hooks her finger in it and pulls him closer, taking in the smell of his sweat, cologne, and what lays underneath which is pure Mulder. “You look really good like this, Fox,” she breathes against his lips with lidded eyes. She can’t help but feel aroused by this. He looks so fucking hot and she wants to devour him.
Mulder gulps and lets out a soft moan, his eyes fluttering at her actions and words. He never thought he’d love his first name, but she makes it sound so seductive. She tugs him closer and puts her lips against his ear, making him shiver. “I can't tell you how many times I thought of you like this, Mulder,” her teeth tug on his earring, “Only in my wildest dreams and fantasies did you enjoy things like this. It seemed too fantastical to be true. I should've known that you would make me believe,” she spoke lowly to him.
He whimpered, he goddamn whimpered. The sound sent a jolt to her core, so she continued. “Do you want me, Mulder? And I don't mean just like this. I want everything – to be your partner, your lover, and your dominant. I want you.”
She pulled back to look into his eyes. His usual hazel green were now dark with desire. Sweat dripped down his brow and his chest rose quickly as though he had just run a race. He cupped her cheek with his callous roughened palm, responding in a low voice, “Nothing would please me more.”
She let him pull her into a gentle kiss. This moment was for them – Mulder and Scully, not submissive and dominant. His lips were soft and warm and inviting. They glided along her fuller ones, needing no coaxing to respond. She slipped her fingers around the back of his neck, teasing the soft strands, pulling him closer. She sucked on his bottom lip, making him moan and lick at her upper lip. They fit together perfectly, just how she knew they would. He tastes like the salt from his sunflower seeds and iced tea, with a hint of just himself underneath. He tastes delicious and she could sip from his lips forever. With regret, they slowly break apart, dropping chaste kisses as they part. Their foreheads rest together, and they gaze into each other’s eyes as they smile.
No words need to be exchanged as they get up, clasp hands, and head towards the exit. They don’t need to be here anymore. Their first time is not going to be at a BDSM club at the prying eyes of others. The person Scully met at the bar nods at her and raises a salute with their drink.
The cool air hits their overheated bodies as they leave the building. “My car or yours?” he asks. She points to his, they're closer to his apartment anyways. “We’ll get mine in the morning,” she explains. A blush rises on his cheeks at her hidden meaning, as if he didn’t already know where this was going. He's so cute!
They continue holding hands as they head towards his place. It’s silent in the car, but not uncomfortably. This is a moment they've been heading towards since they first met. They knew they were destined together, but they didn't know how much they were until the revelations tonight. The path in front of them is clear.
The silence continues as they enter his building and head up to the 4th floor. It isn't until Mulder is trying to get his key into his door that Scully notices he's shaking. She stills his hand with hers, calming and helping him open the door. Inside, she pulls him against her, his head resting on hers as it burrows into his shirt. It isn't until he's flush against her body that she realises why he's shaking. It’s not fear – it’s arousal, and she can feel it pressing against her stomach. With a wicked grin, she tilts her head up to look at him and thrusts her hips towards his. A shocked groan leaves him, and his arms tighten around her body, “Dana.”
Oh, she loves the way he says her name like that. She wants to hear it again and again. “On your knees,” she directs him softly. His eyes are blown with lust as he shakily fulfills her demands. He looks up at her with adoring, searing eyes, palms resting on his thighs. She weaves her fingers through his soft silky hair and gives a rough pull, exposing his long neck. He gasps and shudders at her action. His cock is heavy in his leather trousers and he knows she can see it. He wants her to see it.
“Gorgeous,” she mutters as she looks down at him. Leaning forward, she kisses him hungrily. Her tongue demands entrance and he happily grants it, letting her take control. They moan into each other’s mouths as they explore one another. With a harsh bite on his luscious lower lip, she releases him. He sways almost drunkenly in her grasp and a needy whine escapes his lips.
“You're mine, aren’t you, Fox?” He nods eagerly in response. “Good boy. Do you have a play box?” Another nod. “Bedroom?” He gives her another affirmative. “Let’s go then.”
Without even thinking, he starts to crawl towards his bedroom. “Hmm, you're a very good boy, aren't you?” Scully hums in approval and lightly swats his perky ass. In his bedroom, he lifts a few floorboards and takes out a big box. Scully raises her eyebrow at his hiding place. He smiles sheepishly and chuckles, “You know I have to hide it with the number of times this place has been bugged.” She responds with a soft laugh, understanding his need to hide this part of himself from others.
Bringing the box onto the side table and returning to his proper kneeling position, he waits for Scully to examine it. She stands next to him and ruffles his hair as she opens it. She's mildly surprised at his collection and is very excited for what tonight will entail. Inside contains two sets of floggers (both leather, one knotted), nipple clamps, ball gag, cock rings, two vibrators (one roughly 8 inches in length and girthy, the other slimmer and around 6 inches), two dildos (similar sizes to the vibrators), several butt plugs of different sizes and material, a fox tail butt plug, blindfolds, a 4 piece set of leather handcuffs, rope, men’s panties, several kinky clothing items, a few bottles of lube, and a bottle of massage oil. Several scenarios run through her mind at what she wants to do to and with him. She finally runs across one that seems perfect for their first time together.
Mulder looks up at her trying to get a read on her reaction, hoping she likes what he has. She runs her hand across some of the items and hums in pleasure. She turns towards the man of her dreams on his knees in front of her. She beckons him to stand and steps back to look at him. The bulge is still present, and quite a large one at that, and his perky nipples are standing at attention. She caresses his chest before roughly twisting his left nipple causing a high pitch whimper to escape his throat.
“These have been teasing me for years. Every time you’d wear a t-shirt, they'd be poking out, begging to be played with. Take your shirt off, Fox.”
He obeys immediately, stripping it and off and throwing it on the chair in the corner. She watches as his abs tense under her heated gaze. Scully definitely likes what she sees. She runs her hand lovingly through his light chest hair in the centre of his chest. It’s course, yet soft at the same time. He sighs at her touch. Reaching up with both hands, she pinches those pretty pink nipples. “Mistress, fuck,” he moans as he drops his chin to his chest to watch her fingers play with his sensitive nipples. It’s been so long since someone has touched him like this, he almost forgot what it was like.
His skin is warm and oh so soft. His pebbled nipples grow pinker under her ministrations, and she strokes them lightly, making him shudder. A sheen of sweat glistens on his golden body. Her hands look so pale against him making a lovely contrast. She leans forward and gives his nipple a little lick and looks up to make eye contact with him as she does so. His eyes are hooded and his breath is coming out in pants. He whimpers when she lightly sucks on it and then moans loudly as she bites it teasingly. Her hands run across his body, rubbing down his flanks until they rest against the waistband of his trousers. With another nip to his nipple, she releases him, a string of saliva connecting her lips to it.
“You taste so good for me, baby. I want to see the rest of you. Pants off.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he breathes out. He unties his shoes and takes off his socks. With trembling hands, his unbuttons his trousers and lowers the zipper. He looks at her with a blush as he lowers them to the floor, revealing a pair of panties. Oh, fuck she thinks as she sees them. His erection is pushing against them, barely containing him. They’re silk in the front, with lacy side panels. They fit him perfectly and she can’t help running her tongue against her lips. Undressed, he stands before her in just a pair of slutty panties with his bottom lip between his teeth. Her hand shakily runs across his hip, playing with the hem.
“You look so fucking beautiful, my precious boy,” she tells him honestly. His blush deepens at her praise. He shudders at the feeling of her touching him, the contrast of her soft touch and lacy trim of his panties creating a delightful sensation. Without warning, she crouches down onto the balls of her feet to get a closer look at him. He releases a whine with her face so close to his dick and has to mentally stop himself from thrusting his hips towards her.
Scully can see a patch of wetness where his precum has drenched the silky fabric. She lightly runs her fingers tips down his sizeable erection, causing a whimper to escape him at the light touch. She smiles wickedly at him as she leans forward and buries her face in his crotch to breathe him in. Fuck, he smells so fucking good. She softly moans at the smell of him and rubs her nose up and down his cock. Scully reaches around and firmly grabs his ass – the one that has been teasing her for years. It’s so firm and muscled under her hands and she can’t wait to play with it.
She hooks her fingers the waistband of his panties, lifting them slightly to go over his cock that’s threatening to break through, so it doesn’t catch. She lowers them to his ankles, and he steps out of them. She finally takes a good long look at him. He’s perfect. His cock bobs out in front of him, it’s thick and long. She always knew he’d be well-endowed by the times she’s seen him in his boxers and speedo. And well, she can’t forget the times she’s seen him naked and soft for medical reasons. A drop of precum pearls at the head and slowly runs down his shaft. It twitches under her long gaze. She can’t resist catching his fluid with her tongue and running up to its source. He moans, “Dana!” his hands clench at his sides.
She smiles and enjoys the salty, sweet taste of him. His breathing is laboured, and she can tell he’s enjoying this just a little bit too much. Reluctantly, she stands up and pulls him down for a dirty, messy kiss. He can taste himself on her tongue and he groans. His hips thrust against her and she pulls back with a “tut, tut,” and orders him to lay on the bed. In a daze, he does as she’s instructed. Her gaze follows his soft and hard planes of his gorgeous body as he obeys. Laying in the middle of the bed, she follows him, straddling him. She makes sure not to put any weight on his eager cock, wanting to tease him more.
“Before we start, let’s clarify some things,” Scully begins, “We will use the traffic light system, you’re familiar?” He nods. “Good boy. I want our first time to be special – the perfect mix of kink and just us. Does that sound good?” She wants him to be a part of this. It’s not only just about her needs and wants as his dominant – this is more.
With love in his eyes, he responds, “That sounds perfect. I’ve wanted you for so long, Scully. I’m so glad we’re here together. This is everything to me.” She cups his cheek and kisses him sweetly. She murmurs her agreement and gives him several kisses on his forehead, perfect nose, cheeks, and, of course, his lips. She disengages and reaches over for the box to grab his handcuffs. He nods and licks his lips, excited to be at her mercy. He presents his hands for her and she gives a loving kiss to each of the pulse points on his wrists. She secures them to him and then connects them around a rung on his headboard with a carabiner. Now that he’s helpless beneath her, she rakes her nails down his long arms until they meet his chest. She leans forward to whisper into his ear, “I can’t wait to drive you insane with pleasure, my dear Fox.” He moans and arches beneath her, wanting nothing more.
Kissing down his neck, paying attention to points that make him louder, she reaches his chest again. She rubs circles around his nipples with her thumbs and strokes the tip of them softly. Mulder breathes a sigh of pleasure. She licks both of them, getting them nice and wet for her. She then clips on both of the nipple clamps she sneakily grabbed when he wasn’t paying attention. He yelps in surprise, and his chest shoots up towards her in pleasure. “Mistress!!” She smiles down at him, playing with them and tugging. “Yes, pet? You have something to say?” she teases him.
He gives her those puppy eyes she secretly loves and nods, “Thank you, Mistress for hurting me so good.” Her smile widens, “Such a good boy for me. I can’t wait to play with your whole beautiful body. You’re so perfect to me.” He gulps and whispers, “Not as beautiful as you. You’re stunning, Dana.” She has to kiss him again. Making sure her shirt brushes against his clamped nipples, she presses her lips to his, raking her hands in his thick hair. Their tongues meet and play with each other, enjoying the moment. Scully ramps it up by sucking on his lower lip and running it through her teeth before biting it. She pulls his head back to whisper in his ear, “I’m going to ruin you, my pretty Fox.” He moans in response.
Reaching for the box again, she grabs one of the cock rings before sliding down his body until she’s between his legs. A small pool of precum is on his lightly haired belly. “So wet for me, aren’t you?” she teases him. She lifts his cock and runs her fingers in his precum before bringing it to his lips. His eyes lock with hers as he licks and sucks his fluid off her fingers. “Good boy.”
She then returns her attention to his gorgeous leaking erection. Scully grasps it and spreads his precum along the shaft, paying attention to his circumcision scar under the head. She looks up at him to catch his eyes before lowering her mouth to his cock. She licks him like a non-fat Tofutti rice dreamsicle before engulfing her inside her hot mouth. He tastes salty and musky and Mulder on her tongue. At the feel of her lips closing around him, he tugs on his restraints and moans, “Oh fuck, Mistress thank you, thank you, thank you.” Scully is becoming addicted to the sounds pouring out of his mouth and wants more.
She starts making her way down his shaft, wetting it with her saliva, making her get deeper each time she bobs on it. Her hand cups his full balls and rubs his perineum. His hips thrust up at this and he groans loudly. She instantly rips her mouth and hands from him, making him whimper in protest. His head snaps back to look at her.
“Keep still, or else I stop touching you. Be a good boy for me, baby.”
He gasps out, “Sorry, Mistress. You feel so, so good. I’ll try to be good.”
She kisses his cock and resumes her ministrations. Her mouth is full of his cock, but she wants more. She pushes against her gag reflex, letting him slip into the tight ring of her throat. He shouts in pleasure and she feels him trembling beneath her to stay still. She hums in approval at his restraint and pulls back. Scully fucks him with her throat whilst his head is thrashing on his pillow and he’s releasing the sweetest sounds to grace her ears. His moans, whimpers, and declarations of adoration for her are jumbled together as he gets closer to the edge. With her mouth continuing, her hand weaves itself between his legs until she presses directly on his hole.
“Fuck, Goddess!! I’m close, I’m close. I’m gonna cum!” He sounds crazed with lust and need. She forms a tight ring with her other hand around the base of his cock, subduing his imminent orgasm. She releases him from her mouth with a lingering flick of her tongue against his frenulum. He’s shaking and sweat is pouring down his temple. His cock is red and shiny with her spit. He’s delicious. She grabs the silicone cock ring she had set on the bed next to him and slides it down him and over his balls. He grunts at the tight feeling and the knowledge that he won’t be cumming any time soon.
“How are these doing, baby?” she flicks the clamps still on his sensitive nipples making him jerk.
“G-good, Mistress. Sooo good,” he sounds drunk with pleasure.
Getting off the bed, the shift in movement makes him look at her. She starts to slowly unbutton her blouse. His eyes widen, wanting to take in every second of her skin slowly being bared to him. She pushed her blouse off her shoulders and started to work on her skirt. Her breasts were full and heaving against her black lace bra. Dropping her skirt, she stands in her matching black lace bra and panties, and thigh highs held up by a garter. Mulder lays watching her reverently as she undresses for him. She looks incredible. She smiles wickedly at his clenching hands locked away, knowing he would give anything to be touching her right now.
She unhooks the garter and rolls her thigh highs down, taking the garter off with them. Next is her bra which she very slowly takes off. Mulder groans at the sight of her breasts on display for him. They are the perfect handful, and her nipples are hard in arousal. He wants to suck on them forever. He licks his lips at the thought. She turns away from him to lower her panties, showing off her firm ass. He groans even louder as this is revealed to him. He is completely enraptured by her body. He tugs at his restraints. All of this is nothing compared to when she turns around and he glimpses her pussy for the first time. His mouth hangs open and a string of drool escapes the corner of his lips. She is perfect. Her pubic hair is a perfectly shaped triangle leading down to her sex. He can see her inner thighs glistening showing him how much she’s been enjoying this.
“Mistress… you are so fucking beautiful,” he whispers with awe, “P-please can I taste your pussy? I’ve been fantasising about your taste for years now. Please sit on my face. I want your pussy so badly!” He’s begging at this point, he’s so desperate.
Scully loves how needy he is to taste her. She wants to feel his mouth on her badly. For years, she’s watched him eat sunflower seeds, using his teeth to get the seed out of the shell, and wondered how talented that tongue would be on her clit. She resumes her place straddling his torso with her hands on his chest, idly toying with the clamps still in place. She then brings her hands to her own chest and plays with her breasts, tugging and pulling on her own nipples. Mulder pants beneath her, eyes tracking every movement. Keeping one hand on her breast, the other trails down her toned stomach to her curls. She dips her fingers in between her folds to capture her arousal. She brings her wet fingers to her own mouth, waiting for a moment until their eyes lock before sucks them in, tasting her own arousal and moaning at the taste. He whimpers loudly beneath her and breaks.
Pulling on his restraints wildly, he loudly implores with her, “God, Mistress, PLEASE! I want to pleasure you with my mouth. I need to taste you. Please, fuck, please…” His pupils are so big, there’s only a thin line of hazel around it. She chuckles evilly, loving his begging and wanting to hear more. Making sure not to dislodge the clamps on his chest, she climbs his body until she’s kneeling above his face. Her pussy is on full display, showing the pinkness and plumpness of her sex. Her clit is poking out of the hood, pulsing in time with her heartbeat.
“Is this what you want, Fox?” she teases, “You want to lick and suck at my pussy? I don’t know if you deserve it… Have you been good enough for me to earn the pleasure of my cunt on your face?”
“Oh god, Mistress. I need it. I’ll be so good for you. I’ll be your good boy. J-just please, let me show you how good I can be,” his eyes are fixated her folds and his tongue is almost lolling out of his mouth at the idea of tasting her.
Wanting to tease him further, she swipes her fingers through her sex, rubbing leisurely at her engorged clit. She takes her drenched fingers and holds them above his mouth. He wants to show her how obedient he can be so he waits for permission, despite his brain screaming at him to devour her fingers. His mouth stays closed as she coats his lips in her juices.
“Hmm you are a good boy,” she praises him, “Open your mouth for me, baby.” He immediately licks his lips and moans at the first taste of her. Then he opens his mouth and engulfs her fingers. His eyes close in pleasure at sucking her arousal off her fingers. He whines as her fingers leave him, but it’s short lived as she finally sits on his face. Heaven.
He greedily laps at the fluid coating her lips and delves his tongue between her folds into her vagina to get it from the source. He moans loudly as her salty, slightly acidic taste hits his tongue. He is drunk on her pussy, he can’t help himself. He traces her folds with his talented tongue and runs it until it meets her clit. He circles it before drawing it into his mouth, sucking it gently. She moans at the feeling of her most sensitive part being pleasured. He opens his eyes at the sound and looks at her face. She caresses his hair and pushes it away from his beautiful face as he reverently makes love to her pussy with his mouth.
“So good, baby. Your mouth is heavenly on me, just like how I knew it would be. Keep sucking and licking me, Fox. I want to cum on your tongue.”
His eyes roll in the back of his head at the image of her cumming on his face and his cock drools even more precum. He returns to pleasuring her with more gusto, needing her to cum. He could stay beneath her forever, worshipping her perfect pussy. She grinds down on his face as he flicks his tongue against her clit, using his chin to rub her lips to stimulate them as well. He moves his tongue to the well of her to drink more of her juices and moves his head side to side so his generous nose can rub her clit.
Scully can feel herself get closer to the edge and grips his hair tighter, pulling him closer. He feels her thighs slightly trembling against the sides of his face and resumes his attention to her clit. He sucks it slowly, then ramping up until his cheeks are hollowed. His tongue is not idle – flicking it as he sucks. He looks up at her head thrown back in pleasure, a look of pure satisfaction on her face. Knowing she’s nearly there and wanting one more thing to push her over, she moves her hands behind her. He doesn’t notice the movement as he focuses on her pleasure. She smiles wickedly at what she’s about to do. Right before she falls over the cliff, she quickly rips the clamps off his nipple. He screams – right into her pussy. The vibrations make her cum immediately.
“Fuck, FOX!!!” she yells as her pussy twitches and gushes on him. He is whimpering from the pain of the clips but does not let up on her pleasure. He drinks her cum like it’s ambrosia, it’s heavenly. Slowly, Scully comes back down to earth and dismantles his face to fall onto the side of him. He whines at the loss of her, licking his lips to satiate his need for her taste. She caresses his face, bring him to face her. Scully’s hair is wild, and her pupils are blown. She lovingly runs her fingers across his wet cheeks and reverently stokes his mole. Bringing him in for a kiss, she tastes herself on his lips. Her tongue probes his mouth, looking for every trace of her essence.
Breaking the kiss, resting their foreheads together, “That was… incredible,” she tells him. He blushes and smiles at her praise, glad that he pleasured her so much. “I always knew that tongue of yours would be wicked and I’m happy I was right about that.” He licks her lips, teasing her. She moves away from him and trails her fingers down his chest, stroking his now red nipples. “How are these doing, baby?”
When her fingers run across the tip, he hisses in pain and pleasure. “It’s s-so good, Mistress. They’re really sensitive now. Thank you for letting me worship your pussy, you tasted intoxicating.” She smiles at him lovingly. She loves to make her sub feel good and enjoying the scene. She leans over to lick it softly, causing an explosive, “fuck!” to leave his lips. She grins at how much fun it’s going to be to torture these little nubs. Scully looks down at his throbbing cock. There’s a copious amount of precum leaking out of him and a small pool has formed where it rests on his stomach.
“I think this has been feeling a little neglected, don’t you?” she teases as her hand grasps his hard cock. He eagerly nods and pleas with her to continue touching him. He follows the rule she set earlier to not thrust his hips towards her, despite wanting to desperately. She slithers down his body and lifts his cock so it’s away from his body. She licks the pool of precum on his flat, toned tummy. It tastes so sweet on her tastebuds, she loves it. She can’t hold off anymore. She needs him.
She straddles him once more, pressing her sopping wet pussy on his shaft. She rubs their sexes together, causing them both to moan. She coats him in her cum still leaking out of her. Her clit pokes the head of his cock, causing delicious friction for the both of them. Her hands brace on his chest as she rubs them together, teasing his needy nipples.
“You ready, Fox?” she asks him lovingly. This moment is big for both of them.
“More than anything in my entire life. I’m yours – take me,” he begs, the adoration clear in his eyes.
Scully leans forward and shares a sweet, tender kiss with him. She whispers, “I’m yours too.”
Raising herself, she grasps his hefty cock towards her entrance. They both look at where they’re about to be joined. Slowly, oh so slowly, she lowers herself down on his shaft. Her walls pull at the head of his cock, massaging it as he sinks deeper. He’s so big and rock hard that she feels a twinge of pain in her long unused muscles. She loves the ache of him stretching her out. Eventually, she takes all of him in and they take a minute to adjust at the feeling of finally being together.
“You’re so t-tight, fuck. You’re gripping me so hard. Mistress, your pussy is fucking perfect. Please. Use me for your pleasure,” Mulder begs her. He wants nothing but to be good for her and satisfy her.
She moans at his neediness and rises, then drops – hard. The feeling of his big cock hitting her so hard and deeply makes her yelp in pleasure. She sets a furious pace, making sure her clit rubs against his pubic bone. Her head is thrown back in pleasure. Mulder grunts and pulls on his handcuffs, wanting so desperately to touch her. His cock is being choked by her tight walls, and he wants to cum, but he can’t with the ring trapping his cum. He is being completely used by her.
“You’re so big, baby. You fill my cunt so perfectly. I could ride this cock all day and never get enough,” she moans deliriously in pleasure. She can feel her pussy clenching on his cock every time it hits her g-spot, and a wave of pleasure overtakes her. Reaching down, she frigs her clit roughly wanting to go over the edge and cum on his cock.
He sees and feels her get close. He takes a risk and plants his feet on the bed and thrusts up into her. Her eyes widen in shock at the new movement. He opens his mouth to apologise, but she interrupts him, “Again! Fuck me, Fox. Fuck that big cock into me. I want to feel you.”
Invigorated, he thrusts harder and faster up into her. Wanting to feel her cum on his cock. He can’t imagine her getting any tighter, but he wants to feel it. She braces her hands on his chest, his cock is hitting her g-spot perfectly, she doesn’t need the extra stimulation from her clit which is rubbing against his pubic hair with every thrust. She pinches his nipples causing him to yelp in pain/pleasure. His hips falter but quickly pick up the pace again. Her pussy wrapped around his cock combined with the pulling and pinching of his sensitive nipples cause his balls to churn. He needs to cum so badly.
“Please, Mistress, wanna feel you cum. Wanna cum in your tight pussy, fill you up. Please, please, please,” he whines out as the pleasure overwhelms him. At his words, he can feel her cunt getting tighter, she loves to hear him talk dirty to her.
Scully gasps out between moans, “Together – we cum together.”
He nods vigorously. He doesn’t expect what she does next, but he’s grateful that she does. She deftly unhooks his handcuffs and his hands shoot to grab her body – one on her hip stabilising her as he continues fucking her from the bottom, the other on one of her perfect breasts, teasing the nipple. Her moans get louder at the feeling of his hands on her body for the first time. His palms are rough and large, and he plays with her nipple expertly. She leans down to tangle her tongue with his, breathing moans into each other’s mouths. They’re barely kissing, the pleasure too immense for coordination. With one hand, Scully reaches behind her and finds the clasp on the silicone cock ring.
“Fuck, I’m so, so close. You gonna cum for me, baby? Want us to cum together. Wanna milk that sweet cock with my pussy,” she moans into his mouth. He grits his teeth at the idea of cumming. He knows that as soon as that cock ring comes off, he’s going to explode.
“I want it, M-mistress. Please let me cum. Let US cum. Wanna feel you. God, pleeeeaaaase,” he begs her loudly. She’s right on the edge. She knows as soon as he cums for her, she’s going to explode. With deft fingers, she releases the cock ring.
“NOW!” she commands him.
With a scream, “DAAANNAAAAAA!!”, his cum shoots out of his cock, bathing her walls. At the same time, she screams, “FOOOOXXXXXX!!” Her walls clamp down on his still thrusting cock. Her cum drenches his cock as his cock pumps his cum into her. Their combined pleasure is immense and overwhelming. Tears flood both of their eyes, and they sweetly kiss as they come down from their highs. Her hips languidly roll on him, prolonging their pleasure. His cock slowly softens within her, but neither want to break their connection.
As their lips part, they both shyly smile at one another. He wraps his arms around her, stroking her back and smoothing back her fiery hair. She’s never looked more beautiful than in this moment. Rolling onto their side, she burrows her head in his chest, feeling his heartbeat strongly against her cheek. She never wants to leave his arms. She feels protected, loved, and comforted. He buries his face in her hair, breathing in her sweet Scully scent.
He murmurs into her soft hair, “That was perfect, baby. Thank you for experiencing that with me. I love you, Scully.”
She lifts her head and gazes adoringly at his perfectly sculpted face. She whispers back to him, “I love you too, Mulder.”
The use of their last names signifies that this goes beyond the bedroom and their intimate relationship. They are loved – here, now, and forever. Their lips meet in a chaste, long kiss full of promises of a future together. They have never been strongly connected than in this moment. They know that whatever they face in the future, they will have this space to be themselves and to love one another without conditions or judgements.
Still embraced in each other’s arms, she can’t help but think why he was at that club. Had he played with others? Was he looking for a Mistress other than her? Softly, she asks him, “Mulder… why were you at that BDSM club?”
He sighs softly and admits, “I needed to feel close to something. I didn’t play with anyone there, if that’s what you’re wondering. I never thought I could have this with you, but I didn’t want anyone else. I’d go, watching others playing with each other and imagine it was us doing it together. I’d go home and touch myself at the thought of you doing what I had seen other doms doing to their subs. It was closest thing I could get to having you.”
She pulls away from him to look at his face. He looks down and his eyes are heavy with shame. She cups his cheek, encouraging him to look at her. Scully tells him confidently, “You’ll never have to do that again, sweetheart. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Maybe one day we can go there together.” Adding cheekily, “I know all the other doms would be jealous of my perfect and handsome sub.” He blushes cutely at her compliment, and she can’t help but give a gentle peck to his nose.
Continuing more seriously, “I want this with you, Mulder. I want to date you, love you, and play with you. I want us to explore our kinks together and continue our work on the X-Files. Our life will be an adventure in and out of the office. I know it’ll be hard, but I don’t want to deny what I feel for you anymore. I want us to just be… us.”
Mulder closes his eyes as her words warm him all over him. Speaking lowly and emotionally, “That’s exactly what I want. God, I love you so much, Dana.”
Scully gives him a radiant smile. She knows there will be difficult times in the future, navigating their relationship and their work. But she wants it all – the fighting and the loving. Nothing will tear her away from him, and she knows it’s the same for him. “I love you more than anything, Fox.”
They kiss slowly and deeply, showing their love to one another. They bring the covers over them and cuddle together. Their breathing deepens until they fall asleep. Their arms are still wrapped around each other, not wanting to let go, not even for a moment.