From: tonnaree 
Date: Sat, 31 Jul 1999 19:09:59 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: fanfic-replaces version sent earlier today, please
Source: direct

Date: July 29, 1999
Title: "All you had to do was ask"
Author: Tonya Cox (tonnaree)
Email: tonnaree@yahoo.com
Description: Smut
Content: Smut, MSR, UST
Spoilers: Not a one.
Summary: Mulder's curiosity gets the better of him.
Archive: I dare you.
Rating: NC-17 (did I mention it was smut?)
Disclaimer: Seriously, is there a chance in hell that
the creator will ever see this?  Fine, they're not
mine, they never will be and I'll have to learn to
live with that.  Just let them know that if the guys
at Fox and 1013 mistreat them too badly I will be glad
to take custody.
Feedback: Come on, I can take it.

Dedication:  This is for all the women at COX, who are
teaching me bad habits.


"All you had to do was ask."
        by Tonya Cox


     [Shall I seduce you?]

     Mulder stood stunned before the words on his
partners computer screen.

     [Take my hand and let me lead you to a secret
place, a quiet world of two.]

     Mulder felt light-headed.  Maybe it was because
he had forgotten to breath.  "What am I doing here,"
he thought.  "Oh, the file."  Only moments ago he had
entered Scully's apartment to retrieve a file she had
taken home the day before.  He had not called before
hand, it was not unusual for him to show up
unannounced.  Nor was it unusual, when she didn't
answer her door, for him to let himself in with his
key.  There was no response to his greeting.  "Guess
she's not home."  He figured he'd just grab the file
and leave her a note.

     Once inside he had gone over to her desk.  He was
amused to see that she was using the "Dancing Alien
Baby" screen saver he had given her for her last
birthday.  As he shuffled the stacks of work on her
desk his hand must have brushed the mouse. Suddenly
the screen saver faded out and was replaced by the
glowing text that now mesmerized him. 

     [Let me light the candles and draw us a bath.]

     Mulder was drawn in by the words. The thought, "I
should leave now," was followed quickly by, "there's
no way in hell I'm not going to read this"!  To peek
in to the "ice queen's" secret fantasies, hell, he'd
have paid for the privilege.  With one glance at the
front door and a quick prayer that what ever Scully
was out doing would take a while, Mulder sat down at
the desk.

     [Slowly, one piece at at time, I'll remove your
clothes and kiss each part of your body as it appears
before my hungry eyes.  The water is warm, soothing as
you close your eyes and let your mind drift.  With
gentle hands I'll bathe you.  I'll lather and rinse
each precious inch of flesh till all care and worry
are washed away.]  
    
      Mulder sighed and leaned back in the chair. "If
only," he thought.  "I've got plenty of care and worry
she can wash away."

     [The bed awaits us.  Let me lay you down in
sheets of silk and downy pillows.  Would you like to
watch as I undress?  My hair is Autumn flame as it
falls across my shoulders.  My white skin gleams in
the candle light.  Do you like what you see?  My eyes
glow and my cheeks blush red, flushed with wanting.]

     By this point Mulder felt a bit flushed himself.
Scully could've taken those words from his own mind.
     
     [I burn for you, can you feel the heat?  I stand
naked before you, trembling with desire, my lust
barely contained.]

     Parts of Mulder's body were also being barely
contained now.  He thought briefly of touching
himself.  Only his certainty that Scully would shoot
him again if she caught him jacking off in front of
her computer stopped him.

     [I come to you now, join you on the bed.  I let
my gaze fall across you and drink deeply of your
beauty, my dark eyed lover.  I breathe you in,
intoxicated by the scent.  Shall we begin with a kiss?
 Your lips are soft and warm.  I linger over the
bottom one, tasting it's fullness.  Our tongues meet
again and again in a battle where we both are victor. 
I make love to your face.  The face I have looked at
so many times with longing.  I lick your cheeks,
nibble the tips of your ears.  I sink my teeth into
your neck and mingle pain with pleasure.  Shall I
continue?]  

     "Oh God yes," Mulder moaned, startling himself by
speaking the words aloud.  He glanced around guiltily,
but his eyes quickly returned to the page.

     [I travel now down your chest, across your
nipples with my tongue.  I rub my cheek against the
sparse hair on your chest, delighting in it's rough
burn on my skin.  I caress your belly with the
lightest of touches, so close now to the center of
your passion.  I take your balls in my hand, feel the
weight of them.  I kiss the tip of your cock and claim
it as my own.  So hard, so firm, the source of my
greatest pleasure.  I suck you deep into my mouth.  My
lips embrace your shaft.  The head presses down the
back of my throat.]

     Now Mulder did touch himself.  "She'll just have
to shoot me," he whispered to himself.  "Just, please
God, let her aim high."  He cupped his erection and
applied the slightest pressure.  He longed to open his
pants and act out the fantasy before him.  How many
times had he imagined just this thing.  If only Scully
would ask him all the questions she posed here.  If
she came home right now he'd have all the answers
ready.  "If she came home right now you'd be
bleeding," his more rational mind piped in.  Still, he
was too far gone to not finish now.  He griped his
cock a little tighter and kept reading.

     [I stroke you rapidly and a moan escapes your
lips.  Are you ready now?] 

     "Sweet jesus, I am beyond ready."
  
     [How do you want me?  On my back, with my legs
spread wide.  My cunt open and aching for you.  Or
shall I straddle your hips and take control, riding
you till we are both blind with the need for release? 
Or would you rather mount me from behind?]

     Oh, this was too much.  Mulder was pale, a fine
sheen of sweat stood out on his forehead.  His hips
began to rock back and forth, forcing his erection
into his hand.

     [Will you grasp my ass with both hands and plunge
into my depths.  Shall we fuck like the animals we
are?  Your pleasure is mine.  My body is yours for the
asking Fox, do with me as you will.]

     "FOX"!!  Mulder jumped up so fast he knocked the
chair 3 feet back.  One hand still on his crotch, the
other covering his face, he stood doubled over with
the shock of it.  "OhgodOhgodOhgodOhgod....it's
me....she wants...she needs....," his mind reeled. 
"Me," he whispered aloud, "she's talking to me."  Now
what, "I need to go," his brain insisted.  "Go where,
home alone as usual?" a new voice joined the mix. 
"And do what," it added, "jack off in front of the tv
while you replay Scully's words on an endless loop"? 
"Sounds like a good idea to me, at least I won't get
shot."  The battle in his brain raged on.  "Damn it
all, one of you has got to be brave.  You've come this
far, why don't you finish Scully's little missive and
see what else she has too say."  Mulder's hand
trembled as he reached out for the mouse and scrolled
down the last paragraph.

     [And when we are at last spent, our cries
silenced, our minds blank, will you stay inside me,
our bodies joined now as our souls have always been. 
Will you hold me close and whisper in my ear, words of
love and sex.  Will you sleep with me?  And in
mornings first light, will the seduction begin again?]

     Mulder let out the breath he had been holding. 
This was more than just a fantasy.  This was more than
just an outlet for lust.  This was the women he loved,
confessing she loved him too.  Wanted him not only in
her bed for the night, but by her side when morning
came.

     "Brave," the thought came to him again.  He
reached for a pad of post-it notes on the side of the
desk.  He printed one word in bold block letters and
stuck it to the computer screen.  Then he picked up
his keys and headed for the door.  He had taken the
next step, now it was Scully's turn again.

     There in the dim apartment the question still
glowed.

     [Shall I seduce you?]

     And there on that little yellow note was Mulder's
only answer, "YES."

                      -END-


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