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Here is a master list of my newest X-Files fic recs. You can find part 1 here. These and all my earlier recs can be found under my fic rec tag, where you can also read why I recced each story. I also newly posted the themed lists below. Enjoy!

Classic fics

Fics where Mulder says “that’s my girl” about Scully

Fics with Mulder and Scully at a Lone Gunmen party

Fics where Scully is a werewolf

Melissa Scully is heavily featured

Mulder being colorblind is featured

Pre-XF fics

Scully goes back in time to save Samantha

Season 7 fics

Below the cut is a list compiled of X-Files fanfic that I've enjoyed in the past month or so. Some of these fics (or maybe all of these fics) are ones that are probably well known by this fandom, but they are new to me. The purpose of this list is both to share my recommendations and also to have something to refer back to when my mind gets to wondering about one of them. There's nothing more heartbreaking than losing a good fic you remember vividly. Special thanks to those beyond incredible websites like X-Libris and Gossamer, as well as tumblr users with impressive fic recs such @lilydalexf, @enigmaticxbee, and @randomfoggytiger.

Author: @green3lf​

For: starlightbeach

Scully is assigned as undercover agent in a beauty pageant to flush out a killer. She is hoping for a break from Mulder, but when circumstances change, she will have to adapt with them. It’s time to uncover their true feelings. 

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

Rated: Explicit

Read COMPLETE FULL STORY on AO3: Link, or chapters here daily.

Betas: ❤️❤️ @tofuttim and @agent-troi ❤️❤️

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.”

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

Rated: Explicit

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Mulder stopped by his house, changed into some basketball shorts and a t-shirt, and got an overnight bag. He secured a bag of tacos and found himself at Scully’s door. He knocked twice and she answered with a smile, looking adorable in sweatpants and a light purple tank top.

Damn and I have to play truth games with her all night looking like that, he thought smiling like an idiot as she waved him inside.

“So, here is the serum,” she said, holding two vials of liquid up for him to see. “Should we just drink it, or did you want to eat first?”

“You tell me, doc,” as if it wouldn’t be hard enough to take a truth serum with his partner of five plus years, doing this in her apartment while she was dressed so casually felt incredibly intimate. But she seemed very comfortable, and her relaxed affect eased his mood too.

“Let me have a taco and then I’ll drink it. I’m so hungry and it smells so good,” she giggled, grabbing into the bag. He loved that she wasn’t ever afraid to eat in front of him like so many women he’d spent time with previously.

The tacos hit the spot, they were crunchy, hot, and delicious. As Mulder bit into his, some of the greasy taco meat shot out dribbled down his chin and landed on his Knicks t-shirt.

“Damn,” he chuckled and before he could do anything about it, Scully had grabbed a napkin and was tenderly wiping at the corner of his mouth.

“Mulder, let me put your shirt in the washer so the grease doesn’t stain it.”

He appreciated her concern but grew worried realizing he’d brought his dopp kit and his Navajo blanket but not an extra shirt.

“I don’t have an extra shirt, Scully.” He said, tentatively.

“Oh,” she paused for a moment, he caught her eyes on his chest, “It’s fine, I’ve seen it all before, Mulder.”

She had; they’d seen each other naked during cases, but the thought of hanging around her apartment sans shirt was a whole new concept. Nonetheless, if she was okay with it, he was too.  He pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to her with a smile. He thought he caught her blushing as she turned to head towards her washing machine.

She returned a moment later, “All set,” she smiled.

“Thanks,” he grinned back. Taking this truth serum tonight could go really well or horribly wrong, he thought as he stared into her blue eyes. There is so much he wanted to know and so much he was terrified to share.

She discarded their taco mess and held the vials up again. “Mulder…” she started to say, and he could tell she was collecting her thoughts. “…I just want to say, no matter what happens tonight with this ‘truth serum’” she did air quotes to demonstrate her questioning whether this would actually do anything at all, “I promise it won’t change how I feel about our partnership…about you.”

She was staring at her bare feet a bit nervously; she looked beautiful, and he thought how he may be in love with her, at this very moment. “Scully me too, I trust you…us…together. This will be fine.  No secrets, right?” he said nervously, realizing immediately how stupid it was to refer back to their game of chicken from earlier, but it felt right in the moment like some kind of odd camaraderie.

They moved to her couch and sat at opposing corners, each with one knee propped up to face each other.

“Okay well…” she handed him a vial, “bottoms up.”

He took the truth serum like a shot of whisky, and it burned a bit just the same. “9:02, Scully. We should probably make a note of that; note when we took it and when or if it takes effect, and when or if it wears off.”

“Already on it Mulder,” she giggled as she held up a sheet with columns and times she’d prepared.

“Of course, you are,” he chuckled.

“I think we should start to ask each other to disclose our ‘Skinner secret’ once every minute? Until something happens,” she suggested.

“What’s your Skinner secret, Scully?” he said. She shook her head no.

It seemed like this serum might not actually work; both of them easily resisting their tell. But after just seven minutes, after she’d vehemently denied the serum having any effect just the previous time he’d asked, Scully let the cat out of the bag.

“What’s your Skinner secret, Scully?” he’d said at minute seven.

“Skinner had a pony named Buttercup as a kid,” as she said it her hand flew to her mouth to cover the secret. Clearly some part of her brain knew she should resist, but another part forced the secret to tumble right out of her mouth. “Oh my God! It’s like I had no control whatsoever of that thought coming out,” she exclaimed.

Mulder was amused at how cute she looked, embarrassed that she couldn’t hold this secret in any longer.  

“Ask me then,” Mulder said.

“What’s you Skinner secret, Mulder?” He shook his head no. The serum wasn’t affecting him.

“Maybe it only works on women,” Mulder wondered.

Three minutes later, Scully barely had to ask him; mid question his answer spewed out of his mouth like a volcano erupting, “Skinner took tap dancing classes in college. Remind me- we need to make him show us some moves,” like a mirror to Scully’s earlier reaction, his hand also shot up to cover his mouth.

“Oh shit, Scully. You are right, I had no control over that, you asked, and I couldn’t keep from answering, and honestly couldn’t even get control of how I said it, it was like my inner monologue just came out,” he shook his head. “I wonder why it took longer to work on me.”

“Probably has something to do with metabolism or body weight,” she said, scientist Scully coming in full effect. While this version of her sometimes shot down his ideas, he couldn’t help but admit to himself how cute she was when she turned into a lab rat. “So, on average 8.5 minutes,” she continued, “Let’s try to determine a little more about how it works.” He nodded and she continued her scientific examination. “I wonder if you need to be asked a question directly or if the serum can just make you blurt something out that you don’t want to say?”

“Well, why don’t we each think of something we really don’t want to tell each other and see if we can just stare at each other and make it come out,” Mulder suggested.

“Okay,” she said. He thought about what he would be embarrassed to tell her; so many things , he thought. But he landed on how he’d secretly placed tracking devices on her phone and in her purse once she had been returned from her abduction.

Scully nodded at him, indicating she’d thought of something.  They stared at each other intensely, trying to see if the secret would jump out of their mouths. But nothing happened.

“I’m sticking with my theory that a question needs to be asked. So, what are you thinking about that you don’t want me to know Mulder?”

Just as Mulder felt himself willing the secret to stay within him, he caught his mouth moving and the words already coming out, “Scully I’ve been low jacking you since after your abduction. The Gunmen helped me place tracking devices in your cell phone and the lining of your purse. I can find where you are at any time. I should have told you, but I thought you’d say no and it’s only because I worry about you so much.” He paused and cringed. “Are you mad?”

She gasped, “Mulder! I should be. That’s so invasive. But Mulder that’s so incredibly sweet…no invasive!” Mulder had asked her if she was mad, and it was clear the truth serum was battling her thoughts for the right answer.

“I’m sorry Scully, truly, but I feel like it’s the right thing to do, to keep you safe.”

“How often do you check on my location, Mulder?”

“I only do if I’m worried you are in danger,” his answer, “or if I’m bored and thinking of you,” the truth serum’s answer. “Shit, I’m sorry Scully,” he said, hanging his head.

“It’s okay Mulder. I think we should try not to get mad at each other while this thing is still in effect.”

“Okay, Scully.” He was distracted, feeling bad and almost forgot he could ask her what she didn’t want to tell him. “Scully, what were you thinking about that you didn't want me to know?”

“Mulder, I don’t think your mom treats you well. Actually she is just mean. My mom loves you so much, she asks me if we are getting married everytime I talk to her.”

His eyes felt like they were bulging out of his head in surprise. “She asks about us getting married? That’s kind of cute,” he laughed. “But I’m surprised she’d jump to that since we aren’t even together . Is that something you’ve talked to her about or thought about Scully?” Mulder asked, shocked.

“I guess I’ve thought about it…maybe someday. Shit, Mulder, you asked me a question back. I can’t help it. Has the thought ever crossed your mind?”

He felt an unintelligible babble leave his lips as he struggled to fight what was coming out of his mouth, “Yeah, Scully it has. You are my best friend, and we are single. Maybe someday,” he smiled awkwardly and shrugged.

“Wow,” she said.

“Yeah. Wow,” he agreed. That they both thought about being married someday, implied that they both thought they’d eventually end up in a relationship and he was mind blown.

She smiled and paused for a beat, ignoring the awkwardness by returning to the lab rat version of herself, “So I guess we know a question needs to be asked to prompt the sharing, but once asked, we have no control over spewing out our thoughts, and no regard for how they are shared either; it comes out a little raw. The only other thing we don’t know is how long it lasts.”

He nodded and they sat in silence for a while, stealing glances at each other. Skinner had told them the effect could last for hours and the experiment part of this little mission was just about complete after less than twenty minutes.

“So, what should we do now, Dr. Scully?” Mulder teased.

“I want to ask you all the things I’ve always wanted to know, but couldn’t ask,” Scully smirked, he could tell that was the serum talking, she hadn’t wanted to say that thought out loud. He chuckled.

“That sounds horrifying, Scully. Are there things you really want to know?” He replied.

“Yes! Aren’t there things you want to know, Mulder?”

He shook his head no while his mouth said, “There are things I really, really want to know.” He had no control over his response to her request.

She was staring at him hard. He wondered what she was thinking. He could just ask, but he chose another question that had been plaguing him for weeks.

“Scully, did you see the spaceship in Antarctica? Do you believe in aliens now?”

“Of course I did, and of course I do, Mulder!” Her eyes shot wide.

Mulder jumped off the couch and pumped his first in the air, “HA! I knew it. Why are you always denying it?”

“Because the science doesn’t make sense. But aliens are real, you are right,” she said, burying her face in her palm in embarrassment. 

“Scully, this is a breakthrough; we can go to Roswell together or Area 51, and you can help me break down the physics of spaceships…”

“Mulder, sit!” she yelled. “I admit to what I saw, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I am not joining MUFON!”

“Okay, Scully.” he said, grinning like the cat that got the canary as he reclaimed his side of the couch. I knew she saw the spaceship!

He saw her close her eyes and take a deep breath. Without even opening her eyes and without warning, she fired a question back at him.

“What’s the nature of your relationship with Diana Fowley?”

“Colleagues. Just colleagues. We used to date and work together. Don’t worry about her Scully. She’s nothing compared to you.” 

She was quiet for a beat. Mulder didn’t feel reluctant to answer questions for her at the moment; he didn’t feel the answer about Diana struggle to come out; it was the truth, and he wasn’t ashamed to say it. Apparently, Scully had been reluctant to ask. “Scully, Is that all you want to ask me?”

“Mulder this seems dangerous,” she giggled at her own apparent mischievousness. “But I don’t want to stop asking you questions. Should we take a break? Physically separate from each other so we don’t say something we regret?”

“Scully, no,” he whined. “I don’t like to be apart from you, it makes me sad. That’s why I call you so much.” Fuck, the serum has me acting like a sad puppy , he thought.

He saw her immediately blush; he was sure he was blushing too. She scooted toward the middle of the couch and touched his shoulder, seeming to calm his embarrassment.

He took a deep breath and focused on her. “Okay. Maybe one more question each for now, Mulder I’ve been wondering,” she leaned her shoulder against his, giving him a playful little bump as she asked, “All you said to me in the hallway, how I kept you honest, made you a whole person. Did you mean that or was that just an attempt to have me stay?”

“Oh Scully, I meant every word,” he sighed. “I’m sorry that you had to ask me that while I’m taking truth serum. I guess I’m not so good at sharing my feelings sometimes. You are the best, most incredible partner.” He stared into her ocean blue eyes, “I love you.” 

Mulder closed his eyes, not wanting to see the reaction on her face. He knew she’d assume he meant platonic love and that’s probably for the best.  Hopefully she wouldn’t ask him what he meant by saying he loved her, because if she did, he’s sure the serum would have him saying something ridiculous like I’m so in love with you I can’t concentrate sometimes .

He heard her sniffle a bit and opened his eyes, finding her softly crying, overcome with emotion. He wrapped his arms around her, and she hugged back into his bare chest.

After a beat, Mulder realized he still had a turn. He realized he might cross a line by asking this, but he couldn’t help himself, especially while her face was pressed into his chest. He couldn’t stop thinking about how close they had gotten to a shift in their relationship. “Scully,” he whispered into ear, “what if you weren’t stung by the bee? What would have happened in the hallway?”

“I would have kissed you until we were out of breath, and then I think we might have had sex.” He realized she had closed her eyes in embarrassment, but the truth kept coming out, “God, I wanted to. I love sex but I can’t imagine doing it with anyone other than you, so I’ve been a little lonely for years.” She gasped and nuzzled her head deeper into his chest. “Mulder this is so embarrassing, that’s probably not what you were thinking in the hallway, was it?” she whined.

“Are you crazy, Scully? I imagined you being reassigned and how I’d never kissed you or gotten to show you how much I need you; how badly I wanted to make you come.” 

She giggled against his chest, “I guess I’m not crazy, because I thought about how good you would look naked and aroused. You look so hot right now with your shirt off. Are you even attracted to me, Mulder?” she pulled her face back to find his and winced in embarrassment.

“Scully, you are so hot. I don’t even watch my tapes anymore, I just think of you, your perfect little ass, and your perky breasts. God Scully, I’m so sorry for being so blunt…it’s the serum. Do you think I’m an asshole?” Mulder rolled his eyes, betrayed by his own mouth.

She hugged him, consoling, but her sweet gesture was a contradiction to what the truth serum forced her to say, “Mulder you aren’t an asshole. You sound like a healthy man, with a good sexual appetite and a big dick too, I just wonder if I’ll ever get to see it aroused?” she slammed her head back against the couch, incredulous.

“I want to show it to you, Scully. I want to feel you. I bet your pussy is so tight and warm. Don’t you think about it…us?” He growled, his erection growing by the second. 

“Yes, but aren’t you scared, Mulder? What if having sex messes up our partnership?” That was some truth coming out of her, for sure , he thought.

“I’m scared too,” he said, as he tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear so he could see her face still mostly buried in his chest. “But I can’t imagine being with anyone else and I’m so lonely sometimes, please can we try? I’m begging,” he growled in frustration, “Fuck this truth serum is making me sound pathetic.”

She pushed herself away from him, not in anger but in desperation. “I want to kiss you, but we can’t,” she started marching towards her bedroom and appeared to him like a person being physically pulled somehow forward and backward at the same time. She struggled but made it to her doorway. “Let’s separate for thirty minutes and then we will see how things are. I really want to jump in your lap and ride you, but it will be for the best if we separate, okay?”

Mulder stood from where he was watching her on the couch. “Scully, you want to ride me? Come back, don’t leave. Are you mad at me?” he said, sounding like a little kid who was having his toy taken away.

“FUCK!” she exclaimed. “We are fine, I’m not mad. We have to stop asking each other questions! I’ll come out in a bit,” she said as she slammed her bedroom door.

Mulder laid back on the couch; a full gamut of confusing emotions running through his head. He was so embarrassed for confessing how badly he wanted her, but she wanted him just as much. Despite that realization coming to surface, he remained completely unsure about what might actually happen with them. The truth serum was forcing confessions but forcing them in an awkward and overly blunt way. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind when he heard her door creak open.

“Mulder,” she whispered.

“Yeah, Scully. What’s on your mind?”

“Come in here so we can talk; so we can have sex.”

He looked up in time to see her hand fly over her mouth again, embarrassed. She motioned for him to join her in her bedroom, and he did.

He sat on the side of the bed and looked at her, she was standing several feet away, looking a bit guarded.

“Mulder, why haven’t you told me how you felt before?”

“I was scared it would ruin things and I didn’t think you felt the same way. Scully, why haven’t you told me what you wanted?”

“I really didn’t think you felt the same way, in fact I thought you were sleeping with Diana again. You are positive nothing’s happening with her, Mulder?”

“No. I could fuck her though, she’d let me in a heartbeat,” he winced, the serum still had the controls. “But I just want you. I want you so much.”

Scully smiled and took a step toward him but put her arm out to prevent him from grabbing her, she wasn’t finished talking, “Here’s how I see it Mulder, we are both interested in exploring a physical relationship. The truth serum has brought that to life, but it isn’t affecting our judgment. I feel well with in my abilities to consent to sex, in fact, the truth serum will actually force us to give full and truthful consent if we just ask each other.”

“Okay Scully, do you want to have sex with me tonight?”

“I want to have sex with you right now more than anything. You are so hot, it’s so distracting, sometimes I think it would help me focus better at work if we were doing it,” she mused. “What about you, Mulder, do you want to have sex with me tonight?”

Mulder grinned, bigger than he’d grinned in years. “Scully, the answer Is yes. I want to give you pleasure; I want to explore all of you…can we?” he reached for her, and she stepped closer allowing him to graze her hip with his knuckles.

“Okay, one thing though,” she paused. “We need to avoid asking each other anything else, the truth serum might make it awkward, like imagine you stick it in and ask me how it feels, and it hurts because…you are big.”

He chuckled. He was big and he didn’t have any issues with that bit of truth.

She shook her head again so embarrassed, “And normally maybe I’d just work through it, but if you ask me how I feel, I’d probably say ‘it hurts’, I don’t want to mess up our first time with those kind of awkward truths. Can we just stay quiet?”

“Quiet sex…I’ll try. I know you’ve noticed over the last five years I don’t shut up much. Can I kiss you now?”

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

Rated: Explicit

Read COMPLETED FULL STORY now on AO3: LINK or chapters posted here daily.

He pulled on her hips until she was standing between his legs, flush against him, “Shh, no talking,” he realized he was reinforcing it for himself more than her.

He tilted his face slightly to find hers. She looked so beautiful as their lips finally met. Her lips were plush and warm. He heard her moan, and he grunted in response. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, and he sighed as their tongues gently met and wrestled against one another.

He pulled away and looked into her eyes; they both had the same anticipative stares after their first kiss, that they’d had in the hallway as they’d worked towards a possible kiss a month or so ago.

“You are so beautiful Scully. I’m sorry, I know you said to not talk but I mean it and you should hear it from me. Tell me what you want from me?” he said, and she shot him a look immediately because in his concern for her needs, he’d asked another question.

“I want us naked now.” She shook her head, quietly laughing at the boldness of her reply.

He couldn’t help but laugh, the juxtaposition of his sweet, endearing Scully with the truth serum Scully that wanted to get to business.

He stood and undressed completely. She did the same. All of the sudden she looked tentative and shy. She pulled back from him just a bit. He had to make sure she was okay, serum or not, “Are you okay, Scully?”

She sighed, “I’m so excited and so nervous. What if it’s not good? What if you don’t ever want to do it again?”

“Hey,” he cut her off and stepped towards her, wrapping his naked body against hers. He wanted to reassure her, but on the serum, the words that came out sounded crass, “I hope I don’t suck for you. When I’ve imagined it, it’s always been good. I already know I’ll want to do it again.”

She nodded and he picked her up by the ass and moved them to the bed. She giggled as he took control of her naked body.

He laid her down on the bed and hovered above her. His breath caught as he realized he was living a scenario he had fantasized about for years. He kissed her again, finding her tongue. He gasped as she bit and sucked on his bottom lip gently.

He pulled back from the kiss and placed a peck on her nose before moving down her body. He kissed her neck, focusing on her pulse point. He nuzzled his cheek against it, and he swore he could feel a flutter.

As his mouth found her collarbone, his hand found her breast. A statement is still safe, he thought, so he uttered what he was thinking, “Perfect, Scully.” He sighed as his hand squeezed and released. She moaned in appreciation.

He moved his lips down to the other breast and flicked her already hard nipple gently with his tongue. Without thinking, he asked, “Does that feel good?” and then “Sorry, shit no questions.”

“Yes, it feels amazing,” she mewled, and he knew she couldn’t be faking her enjoyment.

His hand reached down to her core and found her hot and wet. He pushed a finger inside of her as he kissed her again. Their mouths were completely open to each other’s as he ran his finger up to her clit and she moaned loudly into his mouth.

“Scully you are so hot. You feel so good, are you ready?” he smacked himself playfully on the head, “Scully I suck at not asking questions.”

“Mulder, it’s your natural inquisitive nature. I find it adorable.” He smiled at her, as she began to answer his question.

“Mulder, I want you so bad. Are you clean?” She froze and he pushed up from her a bit, “I’m so sorry that was so blunt. I can’t help it, as you know. It’s just I’m on the pill and I’d love to feel you without any barriers.”

“I’m clean, but what about you?” he asked.

“I haven’t had sex with someone since we’ve been partners,” she said.

He was surprised, “What about Jerse?”

“Nope. And you know I can’t tell a lie. Not that I ever want to lie to you, Mulder. You are my baby.” She buried her head in the pillow. “Oh god, are you ever going to look at me the same after this truth serum? It’s turning me into some soft, lovey dovey girl.”

“I like you like this, and I like you how you were at work today. I like all the versions of Scully. You are my whole world,” he shrugged knowing he meant it, but that it was also a lot.

“You haven’t been with anyone recently? I know about the girl in LA, Kristen, while I was abducted.”

“You know about that?” Mulder wondered, embarrassed.

“I pieced it together. I wished it was me.” She winced.

“I was lost without you; I was trying to feel anything. Wait Scully, even back then, you wished it was you?”

“God yes. You said you imagine us together, Mulder. Is that new for you? Because I’ve been imagining this…pretty much from the moment we met.”

“No, it’s not new. I tried to fight it for a while, but I’ve always been attracted to you. You are so smart and beautiful. I’m sorry if it upset you…about Kristen.”

“It’s okay, Mulder.” She pulled him back down towards her and it reassured him that she was okay. “But what about Bambi? Detective White? I’ll ask one more time, Diana?”

“No, no, and no, Scully. I’m clean and I want to make love to you so bad.”

“Okay, no more talking,” she giggled and kissed him.

He resumed touching her, softly exploring her folds and core to make sure she was ready before aligning himself against her and slowly pushing inside.

He would normally ask a partner if she was okay, but she specifically told him not to ask her that sort of question. He nuzzled against her neck so that he didn’t inadvertently see some sort of gesture that pushed him to question her.

She felt amazing. So warm and tight.

He started at a gentle pace, thrusting in and out of her. He kissed her and as he pulled back, he realized they didn’t need truth serum to understand each other at this moment. They had such a strong connection naturally, and it seemed to just be amplified in their intimacy.

He knew she was happy as she smiled at him with her eyes. He knew it felt good as her plump lips made a little ‘O’ shape and puffs of breath were rhythmically sneaking out. He knew she was close once she started to claw at his ass, as if she couldn’t get enough of him.

He felt her start to clench around him and looked down to see her hands grabbing the bedding into a ball and her toes curling. She was having an orgasm and she looked beautiful and felt incredible around him.

“I’m coming,” she whispered, and he kissed her aggressively to thank her and encourage her. As she clamped around him like a vice, he came too, grunting loudly, before collapsing on top of her.

He laid heavy on her for a minute; both of them panting into the other’s ear until he realized he might be crushing her, and he rolled onto his side, not wanting to forgo all contact. She shifted too, rolling onto her tummy, her face turned to him.

“Are you a snuggler, Mulder?” she teased.

“I’m tactile Scully, you know that. Do you hate being snuggled?” he teased back.

“I pretend that I don’t like it, but secretly I love it. I love it when you touch me. I love it when you move a hair out of my face,” as she said it, he smiled and reached for a stray hair and pushed it back into place.

“I love it when you cup my chin,” he moaned and found her chin, kissing her softly.

“I love it when you guide me by touching my lower back,” he ran his hand down her spine and found the spot he loved to touch on her lower back and grazed it before swiftly removing it and taking a playful swat at her ass.

“Mulder!” she giggled, “I love what we just did here. That was amazing.”

He leaned over to kiss her again, deeper this time. I could kiss her all day , he thought.

They laid in comfortable silence for a few minutes; half awake, half asleep. She finally got me to shut up , Mulder thought and chuckled to himself.

Finally, she popped up to leave the bed and he immediately missed her and feared it was all over. “Where are you going Scully?”

“Just to the bathroom, be right back,” she said, then, “Mulder, I think the serum has worn off.”

“Really, why?” he asked.

“To be honest, I was thinking I need to go to the bathroom to pee, so I don’t get a UTI and to look at myself and make sure my hair and makeup don’t look wild and also because I like to look at myself all flushed after sex. But I was able to regulate all that crazy and just say ‘to the bathroom’.”

“Scully I’m gonna think of something specific and you ask me, let me see if it’s worn off me too.”

I’m in love with you and I want us to be together in every way, he thought.

Then he realized how crazy he was to think that; Dangerous, Mulder! He thought to himself. You couldn’t think about what you want to go snack on instead? 

But I want to snack on her.

“Okay Mulder, what are you thinking?”

He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Nodding his head no.  The serum effects were gone. It was just the two of them and their regular, natural boundaries.

“So, the effects only lasted about ninety minutes then,” Scully said. “Got it,” she smiled and walked naked through her apartment to her notes. God she was cute.

After they each took a trip to the bathroom, they returned to bed and snuggled. He was thankful for the brief peek into her psyche and the knowledge that she did in fact love his touch despite the fact that she might not always say so.

Skinner had warned them that they might be tired afterwards and he was right, they fell fast asleep in each other’s arms. He didn’t wake up until mid-morning on Saturday, as the smell of fresh coffee filled the apartment.

He laid in her bed, smelling her all over the sheets and thought about all that had happened between them in the last twelve hours.  He thought about what he’d learned about his enigmatic partner under the holds of the truth serum.

She saw the spaceship and believes in Aliens!

She was really nervous about Diana; he better make sure to give her extra reassurance there.

She wanted him and turned out to be an incredible lover and secret snuggler.

He didn’t really learn that much to be honest, I guess they didn’t have too many secrets between them after all; just the big one that they both wanted to be together, and they’d almost gotten themselves there in the Hallway a month ago.

He found his boxer briefs, pulled them on and stumbled to the kitchen to find Scully sipping a cup of coffee in her robe. He walked straight to her and wrapped his arms around her, and she giggled. He nuzzled his head into her neck and whispered into her ear. “Good morning my beautiful, sexy, amazing, alien believer.”

She gasped and playfully swatted at him, laughing. “Of all that happened last night! You are never going to let me live that one down, are you.”

Get ready for the holidays by reading some holiday-related X-Files fic! My prior recs involving Christmas, Hanukkah, and New Year’s can be found in Part 1 and Part 2. I’ve also posted fics recs for the episode “How the Ghosts Stole Christmas” and fic recs for the episode “Millenium” (which involves New Year’s Eve). Enjoy!

Feels Like Home by @baronessblixen Prompt: “I need a hug” Scully to Mulder, because I could really use one right now hunters never hide for long by @catarinquar post-one breath through irresistible, excelsis dei and… a scully family christmas? something about racked up trauma, delayed affect, and unhealthy emotional responses. warning for implied non-con. I’ll Be Home for Christmas by @realmofextremepossibility Set mid-season 9, shortly before Trust No 1 Lonely by @msrafterdark MSR Ficmas Secret Santa Surprises by @baronessblixen​ Set season 6/7-ish. Something Else by @discordantwords​ Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And, seeing those choices, choose another path? Basically “It’s a Wonderful Life” through an X Files lens. A String of Stars by @smilingoceanlover For some Christmas-y MSR on-the-run fluffy/sexy times. There be tropes, folks. A Study in Chemistry by @baronessblixen cheesy hallmark Christmas movies Tell Me a Story by @mldrgrl Scully has a request for Mulder while she waits for her flight home. Untitled by @ghostbustermelanieking Prompt for your IVF headcanon - any interest in expanding on #3 (Christmas with the Scullys)? I keep imagining M&S cuddled up on the couch at night and exchanging looks when Matthew comes over to S for a hug and M trying not to be too obvious that he can’t keep his hands of S’s tummy.