From: "Leslie Cummings" Date: Sat, 23 Jun 2001 18:45:16 -0000 Subject: submissions Source: direct Title: Ashley's Screwed Up Circus Birthday Present Author: Barenaked Bostonian (And Amanda, I guess!) Dedication: This is to Ashley, who's present this is. I gave her the idea of telling *ME* and idea for a story and I would write it for her birthday. Soooo she wanted.....you guessed it..... DIRTY RAUNCHY SEX! So there is dirty raunchy sex...... Disclaimer: X-Files belong to 1013 as we all know, Magenta belongs to Richard O'Brien, "She Blinded Me With Science" belongs to Thomas Dolby, and "One More Time" belongs to Daft Punk. I wish I owned them, then maybe I wouldn't have to dress in potato sacks! Rating: NC-17, said this once, gonna say it again, DIRTY RAUNCHY SEX! Summary: Scully joins the circus, but to make up for it, Ashley had me put in some 'dirty raunchy sex'. Feedback: Give it to Ashely, it was her idea. AceGurlie@aol.com HAPPY 16TH ASH!!!! YOU'RE A RICH GIRL AND YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR..... *********************************************************************** Mulder walked happily into the basement office. Even though it was a Monday. He shifted things around on the top of his desk, finding a place to put his briefcase down. A slip of paper gently wafted to the floor and it caught his immediate attention. It would have to, it was on neon green paper. He bent down to pick it up and immediately knew who it was from. His stunning, kickass Agent Scully. He couldn't wait to read what it said, just knowing it was from her. He picked it up and gasped at what it said: "Life is not fulfilling anymore. I can't take it, it's not you Mulder.... it is the hardest thing to do, leaving you, but I've decided to join the circus. ~Dana K. Scully" He stared at the piece of paper in disbelief. How could she do this? After all they had been through, after all they had seen and done she could just walk away? Wow, deja vu! He shook that thoughtfrom his head. He had to talk her out of this, he just HAD to. He picked up the phone and dialed her number. All he got was the machine. "This is Dana, I won't be back for awhile but leave a message and after the show (laugh) I'll try and make time to get back to you" "Scully," he said "If you get this, I want you to know that I'm going to find you Scully. You can't just leave me....I need you, and you know that. Call me back Scully, I need to hear your voice." He sank to the floor, letter in hand. He stared at the letter.... and started crying like a baby without his binky. He hung up the phone and tried her cell. Her phone was out of service. Who would he call now? He certainly wouldn't call Skinner, that would be toooooo weird. He couldn't tell her mother, that would just creep her out. He only knew of one thing he could do. "Frohike. I need some help. Uh-huh, well she's not HERE. She um..........no......no.... she actually..... went off and joined the circus. No I'm not joking, think Ringling Brothers for Christ's sakes......stop laughing Frohile, it's not THAT funny.......what if I tell her about the time with that duck..........yeah shut your little elf mouth, can you be here in ten? Thanks........yeah....bye." He grabbed his coat and rushed from the office. He waited in the parking garage until he saw the familiar VW bus peel around the corner. They slowed but didn't stop, whizzing by as Mulder jumped in. "Guys, to the arena in Pittsburgh, I think I know where she is." They drove four hours to arrive at the arena, too late. The show had packed up yesterday, and now they were headed to Boston. Mulder was beaten, he needed his Scully NOW damnit! Didn't she know that she was his air, his life, his grand slam number two with large fries and a shake? Wait, he had THAT for lunch. But at her best she really was his Whopper, hold the pickles.... Langly ushered Mulder back inside the van where he dissolved once more into sobs. How could she do this to him, SERIOUSLY! Sure, he knew that she had thought about it before, but she came back. *Why doesn't she love me?* He screamed to himself. *Maybe because your a pathetic lowlife with a crackpot job and an obsession for crossdressing, ever think of *THAT* buddy?* His internal voice told him. "That could be it, yeah." he said out loud. "Could be what?" Langly asked. "Nothin', just thinking aloud." "Ah ha, I see. So Mulder, what would provoke Scully to join the freak show?" Langly asked, pushing his glasses higher up onto the bridge of his nose. "It's not a freak show Langly, it's the circus. The freak show is a subsidiary of the circus." Mulder explained, matter-of-factly. "Riiiiiiiight." Langly said and turned back around with a snicker. "You love her, don't ya Mulder?" Frohike asked, with a hint of jealousy in his voice. "I do, Fro, I really do." Mulder said and drooped his head, his hands caught it. "It'll be alright Mulder." Byers reassured him. "We'll find her. How hard can it be, right?" Sooooooo, they drove and drove and drove and drove and took a bathroom break...... and drove and drove and drove..... and Frohike fell asleep at the wheel (REALLY long story, you *don't* want me to get into the boring and utterly useless details right now, YOU want to know where Scully is...) and they had to wake him up. THEN, they drove and drove and drove and drove, and they finally made it to Boston. The bad thing was, they got there on Friday at five, and were stuck in the typical rush hour traffic. Langly had to pee, I mean he *REALLY* had to pee, so finally, he jumped off the van and ran into a McDonald's to relieve himself. When he returned he was carrying twelve happy meals and was balancing four cokes on his arm. He climbed back in after Mulder had taken the food from him, and they all began eating. Frohike spilled his coke down the front of his pants while trying to manuver throught the traffic. Byers laughed like a little girl. Mulder just sat in the back and sulked. The guys had to stop at a gas station to get directions to the Feet Center, oh, I mean *Fleet* Center. And once they did, they (they being primarily Mulder and Frohike) couldn't wait to find Dana, I mean Scully (So, we're on a first name basis.... so what?). Driving in the car.... driving very far..... Oh shit, what was I talking about... Oh yeah.... So they drove to the Fleet Center and parked their van. Little did they know that there would be a $500.00 parking ticket stuck under the windshield wiper when they got back! The four airheads walked up to the ticket counter and asked for four tickets, and of course, Mulder forgot his wallet and Byers had to pay. Mulder is sooooo forgetful! They thanked the ticketlady and ran inside to find their seats. Up the escalator, gave the guys the ticket, up another escalator and they finally found the loge they were in, 10A, seats 23, 24, 25, and 26. Langly took the aisle seat because he still had to pee (Sounds like me, huh?). Mulder sat down but immediately became restless. He fidgeted in his seat, shifting from one ass cheek to the other. Only ten minutes until the show began, but he couldn't wait. He tensed and clenched his hands when Frohike and Langly began bickering about the lack in security at this place. Byers finally leaned over and slapped Langly across the face. Langly began to cry and Frohike pulled him into his lap and cradled his head. "What the hell did you do that for Byers? Now he's crying!" Frohike whispered. "Serves him right." Byers said with a judicious nod of his head. The lights began to dim, and the artificial smoke came up. Mulder jumped to the edge of his seat, he needed to see her. "Welcome to the....... Greatest Show On Earth! You're in for a treat tonight! We have a new member with our troop! The Flying Federal Agent!" Mulder knew it was her. He watched on eagerly. It was almost an hour until they brought her out, along with the cannon. She was dressed in a red, sequined body suit. She waved to the audience, smiling brilliantly. He had never seen a smile as beautiful as that in his life. But the bodysuit just had to go. (BURN IT! BURN IT! Hee hee!) The music came up, blaring over the speakers, and he watched on, never taking his eyes away from his partner (Err, EX-partner). "One more time...... We're gonna celebrate..... Oh yeah...... Alright... Let's start the dancing...." She was loaded into the cannon and all you could see of her was the little red helmet she wore atop her head. The match was lit by a hideously dressed clown, in all green. He lit the cannon and they music was turned down a bit... She was about to be shot into the net when...... (READ THIS *REALLY* FAST, it sounds cooler...) The man in front of Mulder spilled his soda, causing the woman walking down the stairs to fall down every one of them, toppling over a man at the front, and this man knocked into the elephant who went bazurk and ran over one of the clowns, causing the other clowns to run, causing the green clown to knock into the cannon, changing the trajectory angle........(YOU CAN STOP READING FAST NOW.....) The cannon let off, as the commotion died down, the audience focused on the woman who was being hurled into the audience. It took Mulder a moment to realize that Scully was heading directly for him. Amongst the screams, Scully landed in his lap, eyes closed. Did she have any idea? Did she know that it was him that she was clinging to? She slowly opened her eyes, her face set in a grimace. "Oh thank you, thank you mister." She STILL didn't know that it was him. "Scully." He said quietly, inhaling the scent of her air. "Wait, how did you...." She looked at his face. "Mulder?" "Yeah." he said quietly, not knowing what to say to her. "How did you.... why are you.....Mulder?" "Scully, I had to find you." He rushed out. "Scully, you just left me, I trusted you Scully. And you left me on my own, Scully, I thought that I would die when I read that letter. I need you Dana, I need you with me.... I need you to know that I love you.....(Awwww, puke alert!)....and I want you with me forever." "Mulder, I didn't need you to follow me. This is for me, not you Mulder. I needed to do this. It broke my heart to leave you. Because I love you too, but if I didn't get out now, I never would." Mulder thought for a moment, and finally spoke to her. "At least let me get an autograph." He said with a smile. "Come with me." She said and took his hand. They totally forgot about the Gunmen..... Scully led him down a series of halls to her dressing room. She opened the door with a key and Mulder was hit with the strong scent of flowers. They were everywhere, he inspected one of the cards. "To Dana, Call me later, ~Dan" "Scully, how long have you been doing this?" He asked bewildered, but more bewildered as to how he could have missed it. I mean, being shot out of a cannon? No, he's not oblivious at *all*...... "Well, I did it locally, for about six months..... in secret of course. I did it in college for awhile, ya know, for money..." She took out a picture and signed it, then handed it to him. He looked at it for a moment and then threw it to the floor. She looked at him strangely. The sexual tension was just too strong, and they both jumped at each other at the same time. The force from each of their bodies crashing together sent them both unconsciouses to the floor. About two hours later, they woke with tremendous headaches (And this is *before* the sex..... I didn't give it away, did I?). "This floor is cold." Scully said matter-of-factly. "Yes, yes it is." He replied, saying, "I'm lucky, you're lucky, we're all lucky!" (Where did that come from? Magenta on the mind I guess!) He moved closer to her and helped her up. Her hands flew to his hair. Her lips crashed to his... (THAT was out of nowhere...) Their tongues explored each other mouths and Scully pushed Mulder trench off of his shoulders. Her gaze devoured him, fully aroused. She moaned low in the back of her throat. She yanked his jacket off of his shoulder and threw it to the floor. "Scully, I love you." "No time for love, Mulder." she said breathlessly. "Only time for fucking." He groaned low and stripped her of her body suit (Mental Note: Burn later.....) and unhooked her bra. They stared at each other for awhile (I can't write smut....... AHHHHHHH!) then they coupled. Nooooo... too old fashioned. Do I have to go into details, I think that there were supposed to be parenthesis around that...... Mulder began massaging her chest and she arched up into his hands. Her hands played at the lapels of his shirt and she unbuttoned them, then the buttons on the front of his shirt. His undershirt came next, and lastly, his pants. His boxers came into view. They had little ET's on them, and she laughed. It was just too funny, aroused Mulder in ET boxers...... She skimmed them from his body, until they lay with the pile of his clothes to his left. 'Hoo boy!' she thought to herself. "How could I have missed this? Duuuude!' "She blinded me with science. It poetry in motion. Now she's making love to me...." he sang as she closed her lips around him. So she did that thing that people do when they're in a situation like that. She licked and sucked until..... (Apu voice: Thank you, come again. And again, and possibly again...... how could he keep this up? Jesus how much did he have?) He collapsed in a puddled mass on the floor. She looked down at him, a sly grin playing on her lips. She licked them once more. 'That was amazing!" He said. "I know." She replied smugly. "Hmmm, Scully, how could I ever repay you?" He asked slyly as he pushed her to the floor. "I think you can find a way..." She trailed off as he removed her panties and insinuated himself in between her legs. At first he just breathed her in, then he took a long flat lick, and judging from the scream she let out, he was doing *something* right. He licked and sucked, stopping once in awhile and worked on her little bundle nerves. Soon, she was convulsing in his arms. She let out a long moan, the last breath spent on his name. "Mmmmm." Was his reply. "Mulder, how could we have missed out on this for so long? I think I'll be coming back to the X-Files. (Corny a little?)" "Let's see how you feel after this." he thrust into her and she clawed at his back. Biology note: Yes, I know that this couldn't possibly happen. If he has already had an ejaculation, it would take about a half an hour for him to do it again....... I DID STUDY FOR MY BIO FINAL.........But anyway, screw biology... He thrust into her at a fevered pace. Her walls clenched around his and he came, sobbing her name. They lay spent and sated on the floor of her dressing room. The sequins from her suit digging into her back. How could she have missed laying down on it... maybe she was a little preoccupied..... He placed kisses all over her face. "So Mulder, I think that I'll be coming back to D.C. with you." "Actually Scully, I was thinking of checking out a case here..." "Oh no." She said. "Yeah, there's this girl in a city called Everett, Ashley's her name. And at her birthday paryt on Saturday, there were a bunch of killings, they say her friend Vanessa has some kind of uncontrollable psychic power......" THE END LA FIN! DAMN THE PARENTHESIS, I KNOW, BUT THEY WERE NESSECARY FOR ME TO CONVEY MY EMOTIONS..... So Ash, I hope you enjoyed that....... If you didn't wellllll.........SHUT UP! ~Leslie