#poang

Scully makes a show of umming and ahhing until Mulder’s hand reaches her cunt, and then she gasps “okay.”

With a quick turn Mulder rolls himself onto his back and deftly positions Scully so she’s straddling his head. The speed and dexterity in which he accomplishes this maneuver is impressive, but before Scully can accuse him of faking being sleepy his mouth is on her and she’s lost all use of her cognitive faculties. Using the bed frame to balance herself better, Scully grinds her pussy against Mulder’s face, the heat and the friction causing an amazing sensation. One of Mulder’s hands makes its way up the large T-shirt and finds a nipple to torture while he deftly nibbles at her clit. It doesn’t take long for Scully to be overpowered by the pull of her orgasmic release, bucking hard into Mulder’s face as she comes with a sharp cry to God. 

It’s a few minutes before she realizes she’s still sitting on Mulder’s face, her body slumped forward and Mulder happily kissing her inner thigh. Moving herself off him, she apologizes for smothering him, but Mulder’s contented grin tell her he was more than comfortable with the position. Mulder tugs on the end of Scully’s t-shirt, one of his old basketball shirts, and wipes her juices off his face. Wordlessly, he guides her body into his side- her face tucked towards his neck, her legs intertwined with his. Mulder hisses as her cold feet make contact with his calves, grabbing the blanket to cover them both up. Once settled he rests his chin on her head with a contented sigh, his arms wrap around her making a warm nest. Any thought either of them had about continuing their sexual activities is pushed aside in favor of napping in their snuggly position. The world melts away from them as they enjoy this momentary reprieve from the chaos of their every day lives. 

Later, he’ll enter her at a slow languid rate. Making love to her in the luxurious manner of two people who have all the time in the world and an intense desire to enjoy one another’s bodies. When Mulder thrusts into her hard enough to make her breath gasp and her body shudder, Scully will see the endless depths of devotion and love he feels for her. Her cries of ecstasy will reverberate into his soul and assure him more than her words ever could, that with him is where she wants to be. 

Later, they’ll talk about finally making it out of the apartment for brunch, but will settle for coffee and preserves on toast- because leaving their bubble on a quiet Sunday seems like too great of sacrifice. They’ll do laundry and the other mundane life tasks, enjoying each other’s company as they do their menial errands. Mulder will appreciate how comfortable he is in Scully’s presence, wondering how to broach the subject of getting out of the car and carving out a slice of normalcy together.