From: sradcliffe@uts.oise.utoronto.ca (Stephanie Radcliffe) Date: Wed, 07 Jun 2000 15:41:00 -0400 Subject: new story Source: direct Title: Trifle Author: KathyG Category: MSR Humour... shippers unite! Spoilers: The name says it all. I make no pretense of plot this is pure, unadulterated smut. Disclaimer: They're not mine. I like to borrow them and make them play in my little mind theatre. They belong to the lovely Fox people and to Chris Carter, who would probably be shocked at the things they do in my story. _____________________________________________________________________________ He could kill her. He could kill her right now that is, if she wasn't so fucking attractive. They'd just finished a case in Wyoming or Montana or some non-urban state like that, and Scully insisted that she needed some candy. "Mulder", she whined in that adorable way that only women can do, "I really need sugar. I think that it's PMS... if I don't get sugar soon, I'm going to be very bitchy." Ever since they'd started sleeping together a few weeks prior he'd become what his friends used to refer to vulgarly as 'pussy-whipped'. He was at her beck and call and she used it to her full advantage. No harm, he told himself, a bus might hit you tomorrow. Have as much fun as you can while you're alive. So they stopped at a candy store on the way back from the airport and Scully filled up her basket with all sorts of goodies. Mike and Ikes, Turtles, Gummi Bears, Jelly Bellies she got them all. And lollipops. The lollipops were the reason that he wanted her dead. She'd invited him back to her apartment afterwards to watch TV. They liked to cuddle on the couch and make fun of the people on "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire". They'd had a field day with the guy that didn't know the kids rhyme 'duck, duck, goose'. Dumb twit thought that it was 'duck, duck, duck'. So there they sat, watching TV, while Scully sucked her lollipops. It was driving him insane. The attraction wasn't some Lolita-esque fetish, but an irrepressible desire to be that close to Scully's mouth again. Her mouth was absolute perfection. Her lips were candy-apple red from the sucker and her cheeks were hollowed from the suction on the lollipop. She made these little sucking noises that went straight to his cock. Every so often her sweet pink tongue would dart out and lick the ball of the lollipop. It was slow, calculated torture... and he loved every minute of it. Scully of course knew exactly what she was doing to Mulder. Which is why when Regis signed off for the evening she reached across his lap to grab the remote control. At which point her suspicions were confirmed by Mulder's low moan at the contact. He knew that men were supposed to gain some control in their thirties but he felt like a virginal teenager around Scully. She turned off the television, took one last lick of her lollipop, placed it on the coffee table (on top of a wrapper mind you, always the neat one), and dove for Mulder's mouth. He met her halfway and soon there was nothing between them. Mulder's tongue snaked into her mouth and she moaned at the hot silky feeling. Their mouths slid against each other and Mulder relished the taste of strawberry on her lips. She nibbled his swollen lower lip and he responded with a groan. His hands began to roam up and down her sides, skimming past her breasts. He loved Scully's breasts and she had taken to wearing nothing but lace push-up bras to taunt him even more. Her hands had moved from the back of his head down to his chest, where her fingers danced over his hard muscles. They both broke for air and ripped off their respective tops. She smiled at him and he felt his cock twitch again. Her smile was magical and when she smiled just for him, it made him feel like the luckiest man alive. She felt the twitch, and smiled even more. But he saw a devilish glint in her eyes and knew that she was planning something. She kissed her way down his chest and he began to moan. "Scully", he groaned, "you gotta slow down". But she obviously had other plans. Her tongue swirled in his navel and thought that he would come right then and there. Another time sweetheart he thought, and grabbed her head to bring her up to him for another rough kiss. His tongue stroked the back of her throat and when they stopped it was his turn to smile devilishly. Mulder's hand began to stroke her breasts through the lace of her bra and Scully threw her head back with a moan. His mouth sucked on her neck and she began to grind into his lap, wanting as much contact as possible. When he pinched her nipples and started nibbling on her earlobe she decided they had to stop. Her eyes were dark when she ordered Mulder with "Bedroom. Now." What else could he do but obey? Grinning, he tickled her stomach as she broke into peals of laughter. "Stop!" she giggled as she ran down the hall. He chased her down the hallway and grabbed her again when they'd reached the bedroom. He reached around her stomach from behind and assaulted her stomach again with his fingers. "Mulder!" she gasped, "No more! Stop tickling me!" He stopped and hugged her from behind instead, holding her against his chest. She sighed contently and rested her head against his shoulder. Turning around, she enclosed him in a big hug. "I love you" she whispered, and he answered with the same. Scully then reached down and undid Mulder's tight jeans, noticing just how tight they were especially in front. His navy boxers were next, revealing his almost painfully hard penis to her. She smiled and he smiled right back. She quickly threw the rest of her clothes beside his, taunting him by slowly dragging her lace thong down her thighs. After everyone was suitably undressed for the occasion they resumed their frantic kissing and groping. But instead of the bed Mulder nudged Scully backwards until her backside was pressed firmly into the wall. She looked at him quizzically but he replied calmly with a simple "Trust me". And she did. Mulder lifted Scully against his hips and felt her slick cunt pressing into his belly. He quickly decided that if he didn't get inside her very soon this could be over much too fast. Sliding her lithe body down the few inches necessary he reached his lips out and grabbed her in a kiss. His cock slid in at the same time as her tongue did and they both shuddered at the sensation. Her cunt was warm and wet and very inviting. His hips began to grind into her and responded in a tantalizing counter rhythm that made it very hard for Mulder to concentrate. Instead, he tilted her hips upwards so that they rubbed against her clit with every thrust. In appreciation, Scully responded with his name hissed through her lips. "Muuuulderrr" she cried and he sped up. I am so lucky to have this woman, he thought to himself. She makes me happier than I deserve. However, he was distracted when recognized that she was close when her eyes fell closed and she began these sweet little pants. His tongue reached down and darted around her nipples. She grabbed his hair and shoved his face into her breasts. He bit lightly down on her left nipple and she yelped. He lifted his head up suddenly and began to pump his cock into her at a furious pace. When he reached the point where he didn't think that it was possible not to come, Scully tensed up and let out a massive scream. He felt her squeezing around him and with three short thrusts he came with a loud groan. "Mulder?" she whispered after they had both managed to slow down their breathing, "are you okay?" "Okay?" he responded. He grinned at her. "I'm not okay." She slid off him and stared at him questioningly. "I'm fan-fucking-tastic!" he countered and pulled her laughingly to the bed with him. She laughed and they curled together until they were both fast asleep. _____________________________________________________________________________ Please send all flames and praises to san_andreas@hotmail.com. And post this everywhere you darn well please.