From: "Sophos" Date: Sun, 11 Apr 1999 14:10:42 -0700 Subject: Sensory Awareness Title: Sensory Awareness Author: Sophos rmnovak@pacbell.net Rating: NC-17 Classification: MSR Summary: hmmm...a steamy, nocturnal encounter Disclaimer: of course, the characters belong to 1013 and Fox Feedback: Please, please, please Archive: Yes, just let me know The sound of the door falling shut behind her echoed through the locker room. The room was empty and dark, except for the intermittent security lights, flickering and buzzing on the ceiling. She was fully exhausted. Frustrated from a bout of insomnia she had decided to come to the FBI's gym to work out in the middle of the night. She turned the shower on very hot and the room began to fill with steam. She stripped off her damp work-out clothes and stood under the shower's spray letting the heat and pounding of the water penetrate her sore, tired muscles. She hung her head forward, concentrating the stream on the back of her neck where the knot of tension never seemed to leave. The darkness of the room, combined with the hazy heat of the shower and her own fatigue placed her in a near-stupor. Her head lolled back, and she let the water saturate her hair, pulling it back and away from her face. She vaguely thought she heard a sound in the room, but the steam from the shower obscured her vision. Hearing nothing more, she dismissed it and, she let her eyes fall closed. Lazily swaying under the water's flow, letting the spray of the water play teasingly against her mouth, she allowed the sensation to transport her into fantasy. She felt hot breath against her neck, and lips barely grazing their way down the column of her neck. Strangely, she was not startled, and let her neck fall to the side exposing more of her neck. Her unknown lover hungrily complied and desire unfolded voluminously through her body. The center, the point of origin, of this arousal was so intense, rivaled only by the electrical storm in her hands, leaving her fingers tingling on the edge of numbness. "Scully" the voice breathed through the haze, and it was a voice she knew, perhaps the voice she most wanted to hear, causing her breath to stop in her throat. "Mulder?" she said slowly, struggling to clear her thoughts as he kissed his way across her shoulders and back. His hands ran over her hips, skimming over her stomach and up across her nipples. Her head fell back, and she moaned outright. His hands came back down cupping and squeezing her breasts. He bent his head over her shoulder kissing and sucking as much of her flesh as he could. She reached up with her hand entwining her fingers in his hair. "You are so fucking hot," he moaned, his voice causing shivers to rack her body. She felt his erection, hard and throbbing pushing against her, and her body pulled towards him, aching for contact. Her crotch pulsated and tingled, with mind-numbing animalistic need. She could barely stand, she was so dizzy. His knee pushed against her leg and she brought it up n the bench that lined the shower room, steadying herself. His cock, slick from her own body, slid between her legs, sliding across her clit, and causing her to fall forward, searching for something solid, and putting her face against the wall. It was cool against her flushed skin. Condensation mingled with sweat slid down her face and neck, cool in contrast to the rivulets of hot water running down her body from the shower. "Mulder, we can't" she whispered, but she herself was not capable of stopping. He slid against her body again. She was so wet and wanted him more than her next breath. Her back arched. It felt so good to feel him against her. "We shouldn't do this," she whispered again. Oh God, this feels too good. Her language was reduced to this thought. He pushed up and she reflexively pushed back against him. Electricity ran up her spine, over the top of her head. He slipped inside her partway, so easily, barely entering her, giving her power over what happened. "Oh Jesus, what are we doing?" she moaned. He felt so amazing inside of her, she couldn't stop, and thrust back causing him to penetrate her fully. "God... it's...so good," she panted. Just for a minute, we can just stay like this for a minute. Her body throbbed violently around him, and she began working her muscles, and moving against him. She was treading in an ocean of pleasure with no boundaries. Her hands clawed wildly at the wall and at his hips. He pushed up into her again, and she nearly passed out from the kinetic wave that overtook her. "Scully" he said. Oh God, oh yes, her hands clutching at anything tangible. This cant ever stop. "Scully!" he said again. Her eyes flew open. She was in the car with Mulder. He was looking at her, his expression unreadable. She sat upright, untangling her hand from her jacket that was lying over her. "Are you alright?" he asked. "Were you having a...nightmare?" "Yeah, I'm fine," she said exhaling slowly. "Just a dream," she added her voice low from sleeping. Her cheeks burned hotly under his gaze as she busied herself with smoothing her jacket and hair. Her muscles still pulsed and contracted rhythmically. "I'm going to get some coffee. Do you want some coffee?" he said quickly, "...or do you want to go back to sleep?" "No, coffee's good," she said. "Good" he said as if relieved. As he exited the car she noticed for the first time the erection pushing against his slacks. One thing the Academy can't prepare you for is just how dangerous stakeouts really can be.