From: "Melissa Perry" Date: Sun, 9 Dec 2001 00:12:37 -0800 Subject: In The Elevator (1/1) Source: direct Title: In the Elevator Author: PennyLane Rating: NC-17, MSR Spoilers: none Archive: Yes. Just ask first, ok? Summary: Mulder. Scully. Stuck in an elevator in the J. Edgar Building. Enough said. Feedback: Be gentle.please. danakscullymd@hotmail.com In The Elevator Scully is pissed off. I can see it in her face. That look. We've just finished presenting a report to Skinner about our latest case, which incidentally, failed to come to any concrete conclusion or closure. And I can hear it coming. The ritual ramble she puts me through every time; every time repeating some of those same sentences as though I have never heard them before. I only put up with it over and over without much argument because I'm completely in love with her. And she doesn't even know it. Nor will she ever. She doesn't notice how often I stare at her when she isn't looking. How much I want to squeeze that perfect ass and feel those full, plump, pouty red lips closing over my dick. That's not really the best thought to have right now. I'm feeling life down there and I have no way to hide it if I keep this up. I struggle to get the image out of my mind. And now, lost as I am in my thoughts (and feelings), I'm coming slowly to the realization that we're now in the elevator alone on our way back to the basement and that she has already begun. ".no relevancy whatsoever to this case. There's no evidence to suggest that. And I don't know why I even agreed to take the case in the first place, much less sign off on it. Skinner was certainly not amused. Mulder. Mulder, are you even listening to me?" "Yes, Scully. Whether it seems like it or not, I always listen to you", I lied. Man, she's sexy when she's upset. *sigh* "Well, at least we have the rest of the afternoon to.." --Luurrrcchh!-- "..What was that", Scully turns to me. "How should I know", I shrug. --Lurrch.Bump!-- "We stopped", I say dumbly. "Great! We're stuck", Scully pouts. She immediately reaches for the security phone. "Hello? Security? Yeah, this is Special Agent Dana Scully and we seem to be stuck in elevator..", she looks around, "three." *Pause* "Ok. Ok, great. Thank you." She hangs up and puts her hands on her hips, obviously annoyed. "Well", I ask. "They're calling the fire department. I think it'll be awhile. Dammit! This is the FBI! You would think somebody would be able to do something!" "Scully. It's alright. Calm down. They'll be here. Just sit down and relax", I say in what I hope is a soothing voice. She carefully sits down on the cold, steel floor in her burgundy pant suit. I do the same. Secretly, I'm pleased at the prospect of being trapped in an elevator - albeit an FBI elevator - with my beautiful partner. It has promise. Minutes pass and pass, each one seeming like an eternity, without a word spoken between us. At least Scully's looking a little more relaxed. She doesn't really look upset anymore, either. Just as I decide it's best not to say anything, Scully breaks the silence. "What time is it, Mulder?" "Huh? Oh, it's twelve, forty-two." "What?! We've been in here for almost two hours. Where are they?" "Maybe they're still trying to get that cat out of the tree." Scully gives me a look. "Funny, Mulder." I smile sheepishly. Then I notice that Scully is staring off into nowhere, suddenly lost in thought. "Scully?" "Mulder, what are we doing here?" "We're waiting to get out of here." "That's not what I mean." "What DO you mean?" What does she mean? Her beautiful face is an unreadable mystery to me now, as it is most of the time. "Don't you ever stop to think there's a reason we get ourselves into these situations? I mean, everything happens for a reason. At least, I think it does. That must mean that we got stuck in this elevator for a reason. That there's a lesson to be learned here." "Yeah. Take the stairs", I chuckle. "I'm serious, Mulder!" She is looking straight at me now. "Sorry", I quietly reply. "But I think you're reading too much into a little accident, Scully." "Well, I don't. Look Mulder, things have been pretty tense between us these last few weeks and I'm not sure why", she says, softspoken. "Maybe we're here to work that out. I don't like it when we don't get along." "Scully, YOU'RE the one who's been jumping down my throat every chance you get about every little thing you can!" "Well, you've been blowing me off and avoiding me every chance YOU get!" At that, I turn away. I glance back at her. She's crossed her arms and is looking straight ahead. She's right. I HAVE been avoiding her. But only because I couldn't stand being so close to her for one more second without touching her. Or at least imagining I'm touching her. Or kissing her. Kissing her. Those lips. Suddenly, I'm staring at them again and I can't take my eyes off them. "Mulder. Stop staring at me like that." Her voice shocks me back to reality and then the compulsion to apologize becomes overwhelming. I scoot closer to her as I speak to her softly. "I'm sorry, Scully. You're right. I've been an ass. I HAVE been avoiding you." At this, Scully snaps her head around to look at me. "I've been.hiding." I see her visibly soften. There's a look of concern on her face that I haven't seen in weeks and I love it. I love her. "Why would you think you had to hide from me?" I look down at the floor as I speak. "Because of the way I was feeling. The way I AM feeling." "And what way is that?" Her voice is so soft and quiet now. Barely audible. I look up into her eyes. She's looking right into me. Into my soul. She is looking at me like she can read my mind. It's then that I notice how close we are to each other. Our faces are mere inches apart. We've been slowly scooting closer and closer as we talk. I'm trying to think of a way to respond to her question, but I can't think of one. Instead, I give her a look that I hope reflects the need and love I feel for her, that I HAVE felt for years. We stare at one another for a few more seconds and suddenly, I don't know what is coming over me. But I'm leaning slowly toward her and so is she and slowly and gently, our lips touch. Her lips are so soft and sweet. Electricity shoots down my spine at the contact. I have the fleeting thought that I am making a mistake. That she will pull away. That she doesn't want this. The thought goes right out of my head as her hands come up and onto the back of my neck and into my hair unexpectedly. She's pressing her lips more firmly against mine now and I feel her little tongue at my lips. I open my mouth to her and she moans against me as our tongues tangle and taste. She's sucking my tongue so hard now. My mind wanders to my earlier fantasy as I imagine her sucking other places on my body. Our hands are everywhere now. All I want to do is touch every place I have never been allowed to until now and learn every inch of her body. I am practically on top of her now. She has one tiny hand squeezing my ass and the other in my hair. We are still kissing, only more hungrily than ever now as I run my hands up and down her sides. Suddenly, Scully breaks our kiss. She pushes me away, and struggles to sit up as she straightens her hair. We are both panting and out of breath. Uh oh. I knew it. I made a mistake. And now, she'll never forgive me and things will never be the same between us. "I'm sorry, Scully. God, I am so sorry." "Mulder, stop. It's nothing. I was just thinking about the cameras." I breathe a heavy sigh of relief and smile at her words. "Cameras?" "You know, in the elevator? Someone could be watching." "Scully", I whisper close to her ear. "Mulder", she mimicks, still looking around for the camera. "There aren't any cameras in these elevators." "What? Mulder, I'm sure that there are. This is the FBI." "Trust me, Scully. There aren't. I know." "How", she asks, as I lean over her again. "Nevermind", I breathe as I begin kissing her again. I feel her smile against my lips. I press my body more firmly against her and she rubs up against me. I can feel her erect nipples through my suit. I kiss down her jaw and up to her ear and I take her lobe into my mouth and suck gently as I unbutton her jacket. She reluctantly lets go of me to reach her arms back behind her and let the jacket fall to the floor. She takes the opportunity to pull her black blouse up over her head and off, too. I don't wait for even a second before burying my face in between her breasts and kissing her there. Her skin is so soft and smells so good. She reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. She lets it fall down and off her arms. I'm staring. I'm staring at Scully's bare breasts with my mouth hanging open. They're perfect. They're pink and erect and I don't waste any time lowering my mouth to her and taking one into my mouth. I lick and suck and gently bite her as she gasps and cluches my hair and throws her head back in pleasure. "Don't stop. Oh", Scully breathes. I continue this, switching from one nipple to the other for several minutes. Then, I stop suddenly, realizing I'm still fully clothed and my ever-hardening erection is becoming very painful. Scully groans, but then realization of what I'm doing hits her as I continue unbuttoning my shirt and she takes the opportunity to strip herself as well. In the back of my mind, I think, 'What if the DCFD come through the roof right now? Or what if, in a few minutes, they pry open the door and find two supposed-to-be-professional FBI partners fucking each other senseless on the floor?' Then, I smile as I realize I don't care. Let them find us. I want the whole world to know how much I love this woman and how unbelievably happy I am that this is finally happening! I stand up. Scully is standing in front of me wearing nothing but a black thong. I'm in my boxers. Scully's eyes are lowered and she's giggling. I follow her eyes. She's staring at my tented boxers and giggling! It's a wonderful sound. I smile a big, goofy smile at her. We rush into each other's arms. I pull her face to mine in a crushing kiss. We stumble to the floor and I land on top of her. "Sorry", I say. "I forgive you", she jokes between kisses. I reach down and pull her panties down and off her legs. She reaches down under the waistband of my boxers and grabs me firmly in her hand, stroking me. I involuntarily thrust my hips forward at the contact and gasp. "Scully, God! Careful", I manage. She slows her hand movements and soon she's set up a rythim and I'm grinding myself into her hand as I suck on her neck. I know this will be over too soon if I don't do something. And it takes all my will power to force her hand off me. She gets the point. We are both panting like hungry dogs by now and she quickly strips me of my boxers. Finally, I'm rubbing my naked body full skin-to-skin against hers and it feels so good. Our mouths and tongues sliding against one another, wet and hot. I reach my hand down and slowly run a finger through her folds. She is so wet! Wow. "You are so amazing", I whisper in her ear. She moans at my touch and my words. I bring my hand up to my mouth and she watches as I suck her wetness off my finger. I stop my movements to look at her. I give her a look with my eyes. A question. I need to know this is it for her, too. That this isn't a mistake. "Yes, Mulder", she gasps breathlessly. "I want this. I do. I want you." And with that, she reaches down, takes me softly into her hand and guides me to her entrance. I slowly begin to slide in. She is so wet and tight. I freeze when I see the grimace on Scully's face. I'm hurting her. That's the last thing I want. "Scully, I'm hurting you. I can stop." "No, I'm fine. Just go slow. You feel so good. Don't stop now." I continue slowly. When I'm all the way in, I stop to allow Scully time to adjust. After a minute, we're both getting eager and she urges me on. "Now, Mulder. Move. Please." And I do. I continue to thrust slowly in and out. Scully is moaning constantly now and this feels so good. I've never felt this good. "Faster, Mulder. Harder." So, I pick up the pace. We get faster and faster, Scully bucking her hips and meeting me thrust for thrust. I can't believe this! I can't fucking believe this! I'm fucking my beautiful, sexy partner's brains out on the floor of an elevator in the J. Edgar Hoover building! And she's flushed and her nipples are hard and she's gasping and moaning my name over and over! I can tell she's nearing the edge, but isn't quite there. I reach my hand under her lower back and tilt her body up to get a better angle and a deeper penetration. Fuck, that feels so incredible! That did it! Scully's practically screaming, "Mulder! Oh, God, yes! Right there! Oh! ..I'm coming! .Yes!!" And suddenly, she's pulling at me so hard as she spasms around me and my own orgasm overtakes me as I see stars behind my closed eyes. "Scully!" Scully, I love you! I love you so much. I have for so long. I open my eyes and feel Scully's chest rising and falling beneath me. I lift my head to see her smiling down at me. Beaming. I roll off and next to her on the cold steel. She cuddles up to me with her head on my chest for a moment. Then, she lifts her head and rests it on one arm to look at me. "Wow", I exclaim. "I'll say", she smiles. She can't seem to stop smiling. "Did that really happen", I ask, dumbfounded. "I hope so." "Oh my God, Scully!" "What?" "We're in an elevator! ..At work!" "And you're point is." I relax again, just enjoying the feel of being near Scully. Feeling her naked skin against mine. I close my eyes. After a few seconds, I hear her voice again. "Mulder?" "Yeah." "I love you, too. I've loved you for years, too." Oh, God. Did I say that out loud before? I must HAVE. *sigh* "Think that's why it's been so tense between us lately?" "You might be on to something there. But I think THIS has been building for years." "Scully?" "What?" "Why didn't we ever do anything about it?" "Too scared, I guess. I know I was." "Me too." Suddenly. -- bump! -- The elevator starts to shake. "Shit, Scully! They're coming!" I jump up after Scully and we scramble frantically for our clothes. We dress quickly and, just as Scully is zipping the fly of her slacks and I'm getting my tie on straight, the doors open on the first floor. I fireman with a New Yorker accent greets us. "Sorry about the long wait", he says. "For some reason, today was, like, the busiest day of the friggin' fire-fighter's year." "That's okay. We didn't mind", Scully assures him, while beaming up at me with a sexy smile. We walk out of the elevator and onto the next one going down. "What if this one gets stuck, too", I say once inside. "I don't know. What if", Scully says. She is flirting with me. I could get used to this. "I think we've earned the rest of the day off, Scully", I say as I collapse into my chair. "Me, too." "So, Mulder, what are you going to do with the rest of your day off", Scully asks innocently as I lock the office door five minutes later. "Oh, I don't know. What'd you have in mind, Scully?" She gives me a devilishly sexy look and starts walking down the hallway without a word. I follow her. Without thinking, I push the up elevator button and stand there waiting. "Mulder, no." "What?" "From now on, let's take the stairs", she smiles once again at me as I follow her through the stairs door.