Subject: The Untold Story (1/2) From: Irena TITLE: The Untold Story AUTHOR: Irena RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: MSR Angst KEYWORDS: Mulder/Scully/Romance SPOILERS: None really. ARCHIVE: Anywhere you want to, as long as both parts remain together, and my name, addy, disclaimer etc. are kept attached. CONTENT WARNING: This contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between our two favourite characters. SUMMARY: Mulder and Scully find out what really happened during the night that had found them in bed together the next morning. AUTHOR'S NOTE: I got this idea from watching the episode "Jose Chung's: From Outer Space." You don't need to have seen it though, as no plot details are revealed or even referred to within the story. DISCLAIMER: Mulder, Scully and Skinner don't belong to me. They belong to the almighty creator, Chris Carter. He would never let them behave in this manner, so it is up to me to show his two agents how fun it would be to give in to their urges. Suing me would be an act of futility, as I am simply a poor Australian University student. I'm not making any money from this anyway. My only purpose is to entertain. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx THE UNTOLD STORY (1/2) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx As Scully walked into the basement office that morning, she was only mildly surprised to see Mulder at his desk, watching what appeared to be an X-rated movie. She couldn't quite make out the identities of the couple in the video, but they sure looked like they were enjoying themselves. She glanced at Mulder, trying to guage his reaction to the scene before him. He appeared kind of tense and unsettled, almost as if he was watching something disturbing. "Isn't it a bit early to be watching dirty movies Mulder?" She questioned, startling him in the process. "I didn't hear you come in Scully." He responded in surprise, stopping the video before turning around to face her. "This is not mine." He continued, not quite looking her in the eye. "Sure Mulder." She smiled. "Whatever you say." "I'm serious Scully." He insisted, laughter absent from his voice. "Maybe you should come and check it out?" He suggested, motioning for her to take a seat. When she complied with his gestures he began rewinding the video. "I found it on my desk this morning," he explained, noticing her bemused expression. "I've already gone through it three times however, but I haven't found anything that could be of help in revealing who left it here." "Is it an X-file Mulder?" She asked, switching to investigator mode. "It could be," he told her, pressing the play button. "But you should lock the door in case someone should drop by," he continued cryptically. Scully got up and did as he suggested, before she focused her gaze onto the television screen. There were six figures on the screen, two of them were Mulder and herself. The other four she recognised as the 'Men In Black'. She had a vague recollection of this particular night. She could remember starting a conversation with these men, then waking up the next morning to find Mulder asleep in her bedroom. As she watched the screen, the events of that night began to unfold. The Men In Black were now restraining her and Mulder while they injected them with some sort of drug. After the men had left the room, Scully saw herself shrug out of her suit jacket, before tossing it at a dumbstruck Mulder. The next moment, she was undoing the buttons of her blouse, revealing her powder blue bra to Mulder's gaze. She tossed the blouse to Mulder with the same carelessness she had done with her jacket. Scully was quickly becoming uncomfortable with the contents of the video. When she saw herself step out of her suit pants she unwittingly let out an embarrassed groan. What must Mulder be thinking of me? She thought to herself. What else have I done? She asked herself in silent mortification. Her question was soon answered when she saw herself reach out behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra. Noooooo! She yelled silently, staring dumbly as she watched herself take off her bra and step out of her matching panties, revealing her naked body to Mulder's gaze. Scully aprehensively watched the screen as her image began running her hands down her own body, sensuously brushing them over her breasts, down her flat stomach, past her thighs and then up again to cup her breasts, as if in invitation. She watched herself suddenly let them go, walking slowly to stand closer to Mulder. When she was less than an inch away from him, her hands began to slide his shirt up from the waistband of his pants, pulling it up and over his head, not bothering to undo any buttons. NO! NO! NO! She yelled silently. I could not have done this, she tried to convince herself. She closed her eyes briefly, before once again returning her attention to the events on the screen. She did not want Mulder to know how this video was affecting her. Mulder was now naked from the waist up, and she had begun to trace his chest muscles with her fingertips. Reaching up on the tips of her toes, she sucked on one of his erect male nipples, causing him to groan with pleasure. After a while, she began to lick her way to his other nipple, giving it the same treatment as its twin. Mulder had then removed his hands from their position at his side, and placed them on her shoulders. He began to caress her shoulder blades, using tender circular motions. As his hands moved on her shoulders, Scully heard herself let out a husky growl, kissing his chest more ferociously then ever. Mulder slowly began to move his hands lower along her body. He ran them along her back, to the sides of her breasts, down to cup the cheeks of her buttocks, before moving up again to completely cup her swolen breasts. She moaned his name loudly at his touch, apparently enjoying it immensely. Scully winced then, as she saw herself bend down on her knees to remove Mulder's pants and shorts, tossing them roughly across the room. When he was completely naked to her gaze, she reached up and took hold of his penis with one hand, slowly lowering her mouth to its tip. She watched in silence as her mouth began to move up and down on her partner's extended manhood. Scully was desperately trying to control her breathing as she watched herself give her partner what looked to be an extremely effective blow job. Despite her mortification at what was taking place, she couldn't help becoming aroused at the scene in front of her. Mulder was tenderley running his fingers through her hair, as she guided her mouth along his length. She watched herself move up and down Mulder's penis over and over again, untill finally, she saw Mulder begin to tense, gripping her head tighter as he came loudly into her mouth. Scully was surprised to see herself actually swallow Mulder's semen. She had never done that before with any guy. The few blow jobs she'd ever given had been fleeting, and used only to arouse the guy to his full length. Never before had she continued long enough to taste the guy fully. She suddenly felt a pang of remorse that she couldn't remember what Mulder tasted like. She just as quickly chided herself for such notions. Mulder was her partner, and she shouldn't be thinking such thoughts about him. They had an excuse for their actions on the screen, she reasoned with herself. They were obviously under the influence of some kind of aphrodisiac. Despite her reasoning however, her body continued to respond to the sight of their illicit behaviour. Their positions were now reveresed. Mulder was the one on his knees, while she was the one clutching his head. His mouth was now burried sensuously in the auburn curls between her thighs. Mulder's hands were clutching her buttocks while his mouth and tongue worked between her thighs. She saw her head thrash wildly with his movements. She winced when she heard herself let out a loud scream while Mulder's tongue thrust inside her body. As she watched herself reach orgasm, Scully fought the urge to run out of the room and hide. Instead, she forced herself to stay focused on the scene in front of her. Mulder was now lifting her onto the bed and had tossed her onto the mattress. While she was still spasming from her earlier orgasm, he straddled her and thrust into her willing body, joining the two of them in a dance as old as time. While they were moving together, Mulder had reached down to roughly kiss her mouth. As Scully watched his movements on the screen, she wondered if their lips carried the taste of the other. She felt another pang of remorse at not remembering any of this. She would rather die however, than admit this to Mulder. Scully remained completely silent as she watched herself wrap her legs around her partner's lower back, forcing him deeper inside her. She watched as she scratched her nails down his back in arousal, their lovemaking forming a rhythm that seemed reluctant to end. After what seemed like an age, Mulder finally tensed and began to convulse inside her. He screamed her name as he poured himself into her body. His name was soon being called by her, as she joined him in that little death that came with such intense lovemaking. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX THE END (1/2) XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx THE UNTOLD STORY (2/2) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Scully couldn't quite believe this had happened. She had no idea how she was going to face Mulder now. That tape had to be a fake, she tried to convince herself. Unfortunately, she could clearly remember that morning when she had woken in the same bed as Mulder. She had been extremely shocked and could not for the life of her remember how Mulder had even gotten into her room, let alone into her bed. "That's all there is Scully," she heard him say evenly. "What do you think?" He asked her as he began to rewind the tape. He kept his gaze on the floor however, reluctant to look her in the eye. Scully too was having trouble making eye contact. "I don't know what to think Mulder." She told him slowly. She wasn't sure how to react to him now. She had to fight down the urge to reach over to him and kiss him sensless. After watching the events of the tape, Scully couldn't help but wonder if sex would be as good between them as it looked. She wanted to find out what he tasted like, and this time she wanted to remember every detail of it. She wanted to feel his hands all over her body, joined by his tongue in an exploration of the desire she knew had been building between them for the past four years. She wanted to make love with him until they both dropped over with exhaustion. All she did however, was finally move her gaze up to meet his. That was all it took. As she met his eyes, she saw her own thoughts mirrored in his. They stared at each other, transfixed. As if through some unspoken understanding, they both began to move at the same time, meeting half way. Their lips met and fused together as they embraced in the middle of the room, both gasping as their bodies connected. Thheir mouths were eager to taste for the first time the hidden wonders of their partner. Scully eagerly opened her mouth wide to accept Mulder's tongue. She sucked hungrily on it, as if she was dying from starvation and his tongue was her only food source. As the kiss deepened, Scully succumbed to the urge to run her fingers through Mulder's hair. She cupped his face in her hands, enjoying the texture of his unshaven cheeks. She paused there for only a moment before moving her hands upwards to sink into his soft hair. Mulder's hands were meanwhile making their own journey. They had moved to her shoulders, then down to cup her buttocks. He was gently cupping her delicious backside in his hands as he moved her hips to meet his arousal. He imprisoned her between his legs, his hands moving upwards to undo the buttons of her suit jacket. Scully watched Mulder unbutton her blouse through a haze of desire. She couldn't think clearly any longer. All she cared about was the way Mulder's hands felt on her body. She couldn't think past the sensation his hands were creating as they cupped and molded her breasts through the lace of her bra. She squirmed under his touch, needing more. She ached to feel his hands on her naked skin, longing to be free of the clothes that imprisoned her. She untangled her hands from his hair, bringing them downwards towards the clasp of her bra. She had almost reached her destination when she heard a knock on the door. The sound created the same effect as ice cold water splashing on their bodies. She disentangled herself from Mulder's grasp, scrambling madly to rebutton her blouse and put her jacket back on. Mulder in turn rushed over to the other side of the room, creating as much distance between them as was possible in the small confines of the basement office. "Who is it?" Scully inquired, having finally resumed her professional appearance. "This is your boss." They heard Skinner yell out, sounding slightly annoyed. The two agents looked at each other silently, communicating without words how they wanted to approach the situation. They were both still unsure of their newfound relationship, also needing time to discuss the implications of the tape. They had denied their feelings for so long, that their actions of a few moments ago seemed unreal to them. Mulder stared at her for only a moment, before removing the tape and placing it inside his drawer. As Scully walked over to unlock the door, she realised that Mulder had wordlessly agreed that he too was eager to be rid of Skinner's presance. After four years as partners, they had finally admitted to themselves their true feelings. They were now greatly anticiapating the chance to be alone, so that they could finally enjoy the benefits of a romantic relationship. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX THE END (2/2) XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX So, what did you think? Does it warrant a sequal? If you liked it, hated it, or even if you simply read it to releave boredom, please email me. All comments and feedback will be welcomed and replied to. Flames will be used to throw fireballs at Chris Carter, if her dares to dish out any more MulderBabes. Send comments to s1163553@gcstudent.ins.gu.edu.au xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "The truth will save you Scully, I think it'll save both of us." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Mulder:(MM)