The inspiration for this came from a line in the Alanis

       Morrisette song "Head Over Feet".  But, don't worry, no on

       is going to break into song.  Everytime I hear that line,

       "You're my best friend, best friend with benefits" I think

       of the exquisite benefits I enjoy as my husbands best friend.

       Mulder and Scully are best friends, right?  So...

 

       Not a MSR, just a really physical friendship piece.  <g>

 

       One tiny spoiler from the Fourth Season episode "Home".

 

       Please let me know what you think.  Don't flame me for the

       NC-17 content if you don't like that sort of thing.  Just

       don't read it!   And finally, no, I'm not really that hot

       teacher from "American Gothic".  I probably don't even have

       her name right.  I just didn't want my kids to know what

       mom was REALLY doing on the computer.  <g>

 

       DISCLAIMER:  The characters of Dana Scully and Fox Mulder

       belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the Fox Network.

       I just borrowed them.  And besides, if the following story

       was about a couple named Fred and Ethel I couldn't post it

       here.

 

       CATEGORY:  S, Mulder/Scully

 

       RATING:  NC-17  No joke!  Don't read this if you're underage

       or will be offended by explicit content.

 

       SUMMARY:  Scully asks Mulder to do the wild thing.

 

 

       Best Friend With Benefits

       by

       Selena Coontz

 

 

       Scully was stretched out on her couch unable to get her mind

       off of sex.  Dammit, she thought, this is ridiculous.  I need

       a man.  Hands and vibrators just aren't doing it anymore.

       It's just been too long.

 

       But, she didn't have a man.

 

       She picked up the remote and turned on the TV.  At least I can

       turn something on, she thought.  Ooh, bad pun, Dana.  You must

       be getting desperate.

 

       I am, she admitted to herself.  Sometimes a woman just needs

       a nice, big dick inside of her.   Nothing else will do.  This

       was one of those times.

 

       She flipped through the channels trying to find something

       to get her mind off of what it was currently fixated on.

       But it was no use.  Sighing, she gave in.  She turned the TV

       off and slipped a hand inside her panties.  At that exact

       moment, there was a knock on her door.  Cursing under her

       breath, she rose to answer it.

 

       "Scully, it's me," called the familiar voice of Fox Mulder.

 

       Shit, thought Scully.  Why did he have to have such incredibly

       bad timing?  Sometimes she thought he really was psychic.

       She yanked the door open.  "What do you want, Mulder?"

 

       "Glad to see you, too," grinned Mulder.  "What's got you in

       such a snit?"

                 

       "Nothing." she sighed.  "Come on in."

 

       "Did I interrupt something?"

 

       "No," she answered hastily.  "I had just turned the TV off

       and was sitting around.  So, what's up?"   Oh God, Dana.

       Did you have to say THAT?  Shut up silly!  He doesn't know

       what you're thinking.

 

       Mulder took in the faint blush on Scully's cheeks.  I wonder

       what she was doing, he thought.  "I've been running some

       errands today, and thought I'd drop by and see if you

       wanted to get something to eat."

 

       I sure would, but it's not going to come from a pizza place

       or Chinese restaurant.  Dana!!  She shook her head.  "Umm,

       yeah, that sounds good."

 

       "Are you sure you're OK?" Mulder asked as he reached out and

       touched her shoulder.

 

       "I'm fine," Scully quickly answered, but not before Mulder

       noticed the slight shiver run down her body.

 

       "I'll order us a pizza," Mulder said, watching her as he

       walked toward the phone.

 

       Scully made a decision.  "I don't want pizza."

 

       "Chinese?"

 

       "No."

 

       "Then what do you want?"

 

       "You."

 

       "What?!"

 

       "I want you, Mulder.  I want to make love with you... I'm

       horny as hell.  I haven't had a man in ages... I don't have

       anyone else to ask," she admitted in a rush.

 

       Mulder was shocked into speechlessness.  "I don't know what

       to say."

 

       "Just say OK or else I'll have to disappear through the floor

       having died from embarrassment.  You're my best friend.  I

       know we're not supposed to..fraternize with each other, but..."

 

       Mulder eyed his partner with wonder.

 

       "Oh, shit.  Nevermind.  I don't know what I'm saying.

       Forget it."

 

       "No," Mulder said quickly as he closed the distance between

       them to grasp Scully's arms.  "I didn't hesitate because I

       didn't want to, I hesitated because I was so surprised.

       My God, Scully, I've wanted you ever since you came into my

       motel room in your underwear on our first case," Mulder

       teased.

 

       Scully looked up and saw the truth of his words in his

       eyes.

 

       "I just, I don't know...You remember what I told you in

       Home, Pennsylvania about our bodies being a vehicle for

       genes needing to replicate?  I guess my gene's are just in

       overdrive today," Scully admitted wryly.

 

       "It's OK, Scully," said Mulder.  "You wouldn't believe the

       number of hard-ons I've had to hide from you."

 

       "I hate to break it to you Mulder, but you haven't hidden

       all of them."

 

       "I know.  The bane of a male's existence," Mulder groaned as

       he pulled Scully into his arms.

 

       Their eyes held as Mulder slowly lowered his head to

       tenderly brush his lips across hers.  One hand tangled in

       her hair at the nape of her neck while the other snaked

       around her waist to pull her even closer.

 

       "Mulder, you don't.."

 

       "Shh, shh, shh.  I want to do this.  I'd give my life for

       you, Scully.  Do you think I'd begrudge you my body?  All

       of my body is yours for whatever pleasure it can give you.

       My lips," he said as he brushed hers again with his, "my

       tougue," as he traced the outline of her lips, "my hands,"

       as he brought one hand around to lightly pinch a nipple

       through her clothes...

 

       Scully gasped as a flame of desire ripped through her from

       her breast to her groin.

 

       "And my cock," as he pushed the evidence of his desire

       against her.

 

       Scully grabbed his head and pulled his mouth down to hers

       as her body melded itself against him.

 

       Her tongue plunged into his mouth desperately as waves of

       desire coursed through her body.  She moaned into his mouth

       as Mulder's hand cupped a buttock to hold her against his

       erection.

 

       "Ah, Mulder, make me frantic," Scully begged breathlessly.

 

       A slow grin grew across Mulders face.  "My pleasure, ma'am.

       Come on," Mulder said as he pulled Scully toward her bedroom.

 

       Once inside, he pulled off his T-shirt.  Scully immediately

       reached out to run her hands over his chest.  Oh, the

       smoothness of his skin, the feel of his muscles...she had

       speculated about him before, wondering if he would enter

       into lovemaking with the same intensity and passion he

       showed in other areas of his life, or if the months and

       years of isolation would make his lovemaking tentative or

       perfunctory.

 

       Her thoughts were cut short when Mulder again pulled her

       into his arms.  His mouth lightly touched her forehead as

       he nuzzled his way past her temple to her ear.  His tongue

       traced the outline of her ear as his hot breath sent

       shivers down Scully's back.

 

       "Oh God, Mulder, that feels so good."

 

       "You ain't seen nothing yet.  Come over here."  Mulder's

       fingers entwined with hers as he led her closer to the bed.

       He reached out and began to slowly undo the buttons on

       Scully's blouse.   One hand reached over and gently tweaked

       a nipple causing Scully to gasp once more.  Once the blouse

       was opened he rubbed his hands all over her exposed skin,

       wanting to touch all of her.  The sensuous feel of his hands

       on her, their warmth, was causing Scully to slide into a

       pleasurable languor.

 

       This won't do, thought Mulder, she wanted frantic.  He

       reached behind her and unclasped her bra.  As he brought

       his hands back around to the front, he slid his fingers

       underneath the bra to feel her naked breasts.  Her nipples

       hardened against his touch and Scully gasped.

 

       "Mulder."

 

       Mulder pulled the bra free and lowered his head to take

       one of the hardened peaks into his mouth.  His tongue

       licked and swirled over one nipple while his fingers

       lightly caressed the other one.

 

       "Mulder, please."

 

       "I'm not done, yet.  "Didn't you know I'm a boob man?"

       Mulder teased as he lowered Scully back onto the bed and

       took the opportunity to undo her jeans and pull them off.

       He decided now might be a good time to shed his own jeans.

       They were getting very uncomfortable.

 

       "You are so beautiful," Mulder said as he lowered himself

       down beside Scully.

 

       "Shut up and kiss me, Mulder."

 

       Mulder snickered, but moved to oblige.  His mouth

       came down on Scully's harder than before.  She opened her

       mouth to him eagerly, and then plunged her tongue into his

       mouth, exploring, thrusting.  When Mulder pushed his tongue

       deeply into her mouth, their mouths did an imitation of what

       she wanted their lower bodies to do.

 

       She broke away, gasping for breath.  Mulder again lowered

       his head and hands to her breasts, teasing her unmercifully.

       Scully felt as if there were a direct line from her breasts

       to between her legs.

 

       Her legs parted helplessly.  "Mulder."

 

       "Oh, but you're not frantic yet."

 

       Scully groaned.  "Yes, I am."

 

       "No.  You're not."

 

       Mulder continued his downward exploration before settling

       himself between her legs.  Scully was still wearing her

       panties as Mulder brought his mouth down on her and began

       licking her through them.  The sensation of his hot breath

       and tongue caressing her while she still had on her panties

       drove her crazy.  Mulder nibbled all over, never failing to

       return to the areas she most reacted to while he explored

       her opening through her panties with his fingers.

 

       Scully's hips were moving in rhythm to his touch.  "Mulder,

       please!"

 

       Mulder gripped the top of her panties in his hands.  "May I?"

 

       "Yes!  Just get them off!"

 

       Mulder ripped them apart, finally exposing her.  The heady

       smell of her arousal was almost too much for him.  God,

       I have to taste that, he thought as his mouth descended upon

       her once again.  His hands caught her knees and held her legs

       up and apart.  He ran his tongue in circles over her most

       sensitive nub until she was moaning and writhing helplessly.

 

       "Mulder!!"

 

       Suddenly, Scully's eyes went wide.  "Here it comes.  Oh, God!"

       Her movements stopped momentarily, and as the orgasm swept

       over her, she began to buck wildly against Mulder's mouth.

       Mulder held on and ran his tongue back and forth over her

       until her spasms stopped.

 

       He raised up, pulled off his boxers, and settled back

       down between her legs probing her opening with his cock.

       He pushed into her, stretching her and filling her completely.

       Scully gasped as he began to move.  His mouth came down on

       hers and kissed her deeply.

 

       Scully could taste herself on his mouth.  She felt completely

       open to him as both his cock and tongue plunged into her. 

       "Fuck me, Mulder.  Harder!"

 

       More than happy to oblige, Mulder thrust harder and faster

       into her.

 

       Oh God, Mulder thought, dick don't fail me now!  He thrust

       into her knowing she was close, trying desperately not to

       come before she did.

 

       Scully was moaning continuously now, her mouth moving, but

       Mulder unable to hear or understand her words.  Then it

       happened.  He felt her body clamp down on him in it's first

       spasm, and the knowledge of her release sent him over the

       edge, too.  He pumped furiously for what seemed like forever

       as she bucked against him.  Finally, their movements slowed as

       both their contractions ebbed.

 

       Mulder collapsed momentarily on top of her, totally spent.

       "Oh, Scully."

 

       Scully smiled at him and contracted her muscles on his

       diminishing organ.

 

       "Mmmm," Mulder groaned.

 

       After a minute he pulled out of her, rolling beside her and

       pulling her against him with her head on his shoulder.

 

       "Thanks, I needed that," Scully smiled at him.

 

       "Anytime, Scully," Mulder grinned.  "It was my pleasure."

 

      

       END

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