Title: Wet Author: wildafox E-mail: wildafox0619@yahoo.fr Feedback: Yes, please!! Rating: NC-17 Beta-Readers : Tali, xdksfan Category: Post Ep Spoilers: Die Hand Die Verletzt Disclaimer: Not mine; XF characters belong to 1013 Productions. Summary: Nope. It would give it away ! Notes: Written for A Virtual Season of Smut Season 2 Visit my website: http://perso.wanadoo.fr/wildafox0619/ *** Mulder stripped out of his wet clothes in the dingy bathroom of his motel room. He'd felt cold and uncomfortable during the entire drive back from Crowley College. Uncomfortable because Scully was sitting next to him, soaked to the skin, and he couldn't help but notice how her blouse clung to her body, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Yes, he was a pig. He knew that, but sometimes at the end of a long frustrating case, he couldn't help but let his mind wander to the more aesthetically pleasing aspects of having a sexy female for a partner. Turning the water on full blast, he entered the shower stall. Closing his eyes, he let out a long sigh, willing himself to relax and let the warm water wash away all of his frustrations. Suddenly, he felt a butterfly caress on his back. Opening his eyes, he half turned his head and saw small, delicate hands start to massage his shoulders. Catching a glimpse of red hair, he relaxed again and allowed himself enjoy the sensations. The mere idea of sharing a hot, steamy shower with his partner set his libido on overdrive and instantly he was hard as steel. He didn't dare ask what she was doing, for fear of ruining what was turning into a very pleasant escape after a long, traumatic day. Scully carried on with her ministrations, her hands slowly moving down his back, following the cascading rivulets of water. Finally, reaching his ass, she caressed his cheeks with such enthusiasm that Mulder imagined a look of sheer joy on her face. He was aware of the fact that she checked out his ass whenever she got the opportunity. Soon, the desire to see her became too much and he spun round, grabbed her gently and pushed her against the tiled wall. As he imagined, her pupils were dilated from arousal. God, she was so beautiful he almost came from just seeing her like this. Her mouth was half open and he saw this as an invitation to taste her ripe lips. She didn't offer any resistance to his first tentative kiss, which urged him on to something more passionate. While tongues duelled, hands began to roam. Mulder pushed his body closer to hers and rubbed his erection against her belly, causing Scully to moan in response. Her reaction drove his arousal up another notch. Grinding into her fully, he could feel her tight little nipples rubbing against his chest and soon the need to be inside her was becoming imperative. He had to have her. Now. He raised her against the wall and she automatically brought her legs around his hips, enabling him to position himself at her entrance. In one motion, he thrust inside her. She was tight, but wet, and it felt like he'd died and gone to Heaven. She surprised him when she used his shoulders for leverage and began to move in a steady rhythm. It wasn't long before he felt her walls tighten as she moaned his name. This was all he needed to up the tempo as he sought his own release. Suddenly, the water turned cold and Mulder woke up with a start, covered in sweat and come. Looking around the room in a daze, reality soon dawned on him. This was the fourth day in a row he'd had a vivid dream of Scully and him doing the 'wild thing' in the shower. He grabbed some tissues from his bedside table and cleaned himself off. His hands stilled when he heard a moan coming from the adjoining room. He smiled. At least, he wasn't the only one getting some release after a long tiring day. The end.