#truth serum.

Skinner needs Mulder and Scully to test a truth serum post "Fight The Future", what could go wrong?

Rated: Explicit

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CHAPTER 1/4

“Please take a seat, Agents,” Skinner said motioning to their customary seats across from his desk.

Mulder nodded at Skinner and snuck a glance at Scully. They didn’t know why their boss wanted to talk to them. They’d been on thin ice lately; ice being the operative word to describe their chaotic summer which included a trip to Antarctica to save Scully from an alien virus.

The talk amongst the Chief Directors had shifted away from Scully being transferred, but decisions about their roles and the X-Files remained unresolved.

“The Bureau needs your help with something kind of delicate ,” Skinner said, the last few words in a whisper.

“Anything, sir,” Scully replied, immediately. While Mulder usually admonished her willingness to take orders blindly, he was actually in alignment here, being asked to do anything at this point was better than being completely ignored like they had been in recent weeks.

“How can we help sir?” Mulder added, to show his support.

“Well, there is a chemical weapon. Defense has gotten their hands on it, they won’t disclose how or from where, but it’s designed to act as a sort of truth serum. Supposedly, when administered, you can get someone to tell you anything; they cannot withhold the truth.”

Mulder nodded and glanced at Scully as she nodded too. “Okay, why involve us?” He questioned.

“Defense wants to have someone try it, see if it really works as well as they’ve been told. The trouble is, everyone is reluctant to try it for fear that they will overshare or embarrass themselves.  I was asked to consider if we had any partners at the FBI who could try this. You two make the most sense, for one, Scully is a doctor so she can monitor if there are any concerning physical effects.

“Sure, I could do that. Do they believe there are any dangerous side effects?” Scully wondered.

“No, they don’t,” Skinner replied. “And the second reason Agents; I know you two have no secrets from each other. So, you shouldn’t have to worry about oversharing or embarrassing yourselves. You two are the closest partners I’ve ever supervised; you know each other better than anyone else.”

The room fell silent for a moment. Mulder didn’t have any little secrets from Scully. She knew about his porn collection, she knew his shitting schedule, she’d even seen him naked during medical emergencies.  But he did have some big secrets; like how he was falling for her, how he never watched porn anymore because he spent most nights thinking of her.

He looked at Scully to try to get a sense of what she was thinking. She smiled, but Mulder quickly realized it was a fake smile.

Skinner broke the silence, “You two don’t have any secrets from each other, right?”

Mulder didn’t want to admit to Scully that he had thoughts so embarrassing that he kept them from her. He was certain she had the same concerns; he knew she guarded herself from him.

It was like a game of chicken, who would admit first that this potential situation made them uncomfortable? Who would admit they had secrets? Not me , Mulder thought.  He’d seen Scully interrogate witnesses and he did not want to endure questions about what secrets he was unwilling to disclose.

Scully must have been thinking the same thing, because almost in unison, like two perfectly matched secret harboring partners they both said, “No sir, no secrets.”

“Great,” Skinner said, seemingly relieved. “Here’s the suggestion, you two lock yourselves into one of your apartments. We can’t have you wandering around and risk someone asking you something about FBI business and you blurting out confidential information. Take the phone off the hook too. They don’t know how long the effect may last, but it is temporary. You may be tired after too, so you should plan to be locked up together for a full day or overnight.”

Mulder turned to see Scully nodding with her mouth ajar. She looked overwhelmed.

“I’ll tell you each an inane secret separately; once the truth serum kicks in, the other can interrogate and see if the secret is revealed. We will not only want to know if it really forces you to tell the truth but also how difficult it is to get the truth out.”

“Okay sir,” Scully said, meekly.

“However, we can help,” Mulder said, matching her tone.

“Agents…can you do it tonight? This is kind of time sensitive. Sorry it’s a Friday, hope you don’t have plans.”

Mulder saw Scully nodding, “Yes sir, we can do it tonight,” Mulder said. His only Friday night plans lately had been hoping to get Scully over to watch a movie.

“Great, I’ll get the serum from DOD and you two can get it from me at the end of the day. Thank you for doing this, it should go a long way in pleasing the brass.”

“Okay, thanks sir,” Scully said meekly, before standing up and heading out of Skinner’s office.

Mulder followed behind her. They stepped into the elevator and found themselves alone. “Scully, you seemed a little worried in there. Are you sure you want to do this? We can say no.”

“Mulder it’s fine. I have no secrets from you whatsoever,” she said directly, the game of chicken continuing. Neither wanted to admit they harbored hidden truths.

“Right. Me neither. Open book for you, Scully,” he teased.

“Let’s plan to do it at my place after work, since I have a bed and a couch.”

“Okay, Scully, sounds good.” Mulder said, feigning confidence.

They sat in near silence the rest of the day, shuffling through paperwork. They weren’t allowed to take any new cases until decisions were formally made about the future of the X-Files, but that didn’t stop the bosses from burying them in expense reports and case summaries. They were separately called by Skinner and told their ‘secret’ for the purpose of their mission.

Mulder kept catching Scully with dazed expressions. He wondered if she was lost in thought, considering the same things he was. He had a million secrets from Scully, and they were secrets for a reason. They were either incredibly embarrassing or about her.

As the morning grew into the afternoon, he couldn’t help but focus on the secrets he’d be most embarrassed to share with Scully, sometimes I’m so lonely I call a phone sex hotline just to talk to someone ; and the secrets he is most nervous to disclose because they are about her, I think I’ve been in love with you for a while and I don’t know what to do about it.

Near the end of the afternoon, Arlene had called to tell them the serum was ready to be picked up. Scully agreed to go retrieve it, and Mulder was going to grab his overnight bag and pick up food for dinner.

As she stood to leave, she turned to Mulder and sighed. “Okay, well…I’ll see you in a little bit then.”

"my brother's decisions are his own, and i cannot change that." the princess fidgets slightly, twiddling her fingers. "and i am glad we are building ourselves a navy but.. perhaps they are not the best people to be aligning ourselves with. we may not share their practices, but working with them means condoning it, at the very least. i support rashid in his decisions, he knows this."

"is that so?" he quirks a brow. "all this hassle of dissolving one marriage in favor of one with the targaryen spare only to push boundaries with another's wife. lord farman is not a very bright man, is he?" he laughs coldly. "should charlysse wish to make a fool of me, she may join her family.. after all, she won't stop crying about it."

a sheepish grin slowly spread across her face, immediately knowing what her answer would be. it was something she had been told by many throughout her youth, her mother included. “my quick temper seems to be my downfall.”

New / Complete Explicit fic- Aphrodisiac / Truth serum trope. MSR.

Selected Passage from Chapter 2-

“I want you. Goddddd! I want you so much,” he growled as he thrusted his groin against her belly. She could feel his hardness; her eyes flew wide open.

“Mulder, hold on. You aren’t acting like yourself,” she said. Her arousal taking a back seat to her concern.

“Tell me you don’t want me, Scully. Tell me, and I’ll stop,” He pulled away from her and palmed himself through his sweatpants. “I’ll try to stop,” he uttered to himself.

“Mulder. I’m sorry, this is just very confusing." She moved back to him feeling his head for a fever or some explanation of what was happening to him.

“He’s, um, in a predicament,” Diana said stepping into view from the kitchen. She seemed to be ending a call on her cell phone.

“What did you do?” Scully asked, trying hard but failing at hiding the vitriol in her voice.

“Me?” Diana feigned innocence. “Nothing. I came to talk to Fox about some emerging evidence on extraterrestrials.”

"What evidence?" Scully continued.

Diana scoffed and gestured her hands toward Scully in a shooing motion. “You know what? I don’t need to explain it to you; you'll just dismiss it!”

Mulder chuckled, “Scully doesn’t really really believe, do you, Scully? Or maybe you do,” he said, as he started to lick and suck at her jawline. It was distracting; it felt so good. Scully allowed herself to close her eyes for just a second before refocusing on the situation and Diana .

She tried to formulate an appropriate response, but before she could, Mulder was talking again, not necessarily to Diana or her—just talking in general. “It doesn’t matter if Scully is a believer because she’s so,” he ran his hands down her arms, “fucking,” he pulled her hips against his crotch, “perfect.”

She resisted the overwhelming urge to moan and turned her attention back to Diana. “I don't need to hear about the evidence, Diana. Look at him! Was he exposed to something? How long has he been like this?”

Diana rolled her eyes and sighed. “I gave him a…um…cookie.”

“I’m listening,” Scully said, urging Diana to continue and making no attempt to hide her irritation.

“I got it from a…friend. He told me it contains an experimental drug that boosts sexual desire just a little; provides a mild aphrodisiac effect, like oysters or chocolate.”

“Diana, does this seem like a mild effect to you?”

the princess looks down. it would be a lie to say the thought has not crossed her mind since the vale king's untimely demise. "i would hope so. a solid alliance between our kingdoms would be quite beneficial to us both but.. i cannot say i think it is entirely 'safe', no."​