Title: Possessions 7

Author: Angel

Archive: Knock yourself out.

Feedback: Yay! Please give suggestions for future parts. Flames: take your business elsewhere.

Rating: NC-17. MSR Smut!

Summery: Number 7 of a series of some sort…Mulder and Scully enjoy a quiet evening in the park =).

Disclaimer: these characters aren’t mine, there for I am making no money. Makes sense to me.

Thanks to Evie (as always) and Melissa for beta work.

Scully leaned back into Mulder, more for warmth than anything else.

It was a rare Tuesday night off. They had taken advantage of the warm spring evening air and had settled down at a local park. A festival was taking place, with the only act being local Blues bands performing a small stage. They stumbled upon it when they walked around aimlessly after a quiet dinner at an outdoor restaurant.

Unfortunately the moment the sun went down the temperature dropped. So Scully had planted herself between Mulder’s legs and tucked herself under his jacket. Now wrapped in his arms the faded scent of his cologne, heady leather, and fresh cool air surrounded her.

Mulder sighed softly in her ear as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"You getting bored?" Scully said softly, but loud enough to be heard over the band that played at the bottom of a slight hill. They were mostly alone where they sat. A few stray couples had wondered up from the main area to enjoy the music and watch as the stars popped out of the night sky.

"No. Not at all." Mulder wrapped his arms low around her waist to lift her slightly against him as he leaned back against an oak tree. "Just getting comfortable."

Scully smiled contentedly as she nestled back against him. The first Fall leaves crunched underneath her feet as she bent them, setting them flat against the soft earth. She hummed under her breath as the vibrations from the music below pulsed through her body.

Mulder brushed his cheek against hers. A shiver ran through Scully’s body as his stubble chafed her in a wonderful way. Eyes closed, head tilted back against his shoulder, she breathed in deeply feeling an unearthly relaxation take over her soul.

Scully opened her eyes countless minutes later as Mulder shifted, bending his legs to mirror her own. His hands came to rest on her thighs, rubbing up and down to warm her skin through her jeans.

The park fell eerily silent as the bands switched. Mulder’s light breathing filled Scully’s ears. And, if she listened close enough she could hear his heart beating against her back.

"Your going to fall asleep, I can tell." His voice was rough and soft at the same time, the sound made Scully smile.

"Maybe." She murmured. "Do you mind?"

"No."

Scully flinched as his hands-cold from the evening air-slid under her sweater. They quickly warmed and radiated even more heat on to the sensitive skin of her belly.

Another band began to play. Mulder lightly drummed his fingers in time with the beat. The feeling made her laugh languidly. She felt his lips form a smile as he gently pulled her ear lobe into his mouth. Her laughter turned to a quiet sigh as his hands flattened to rub from her stomach to under her breasts. A calm warmth washed through her body at the feeling of the sides of his hands grazing the undersides of her breasts. "Wanna head home?" Even though she was content where she was Scully could feel Mulder’s growing hardness against her back and she knew that would bring her a different kind of pleasure.

Mulder shook his head against her neck. "No. Let’s stay." He kissed her ear gently. "I like it here."

Scully smiled at the playful tone in his voice. Letting her head loll back against his shoulder her lips found the tender skin beneath his jaw, rough with the day’s stubble. A gasp escaped out her throat as her hips arched off the ground. Both due to Mulder’s hand sliding down to cup her sex through her jeans. "Mulder." Her voice was hoarse with lust, but hushed with nervousness. Scully looked around them quickly.

"No one can see." He sounded so sure of himself that Scully didn’t think twice about believing him, but she didn’t relax at all. "Don’t worry." He whispered in her ear, pressing his fingers against her and moving them up and down slightly.

"You-" She paused to wet her lips. "-really shouldn’t be doing this." The last half of the sentence was lost in a soft laugh.

Mulder’s other hand drifted down her belly to undo her pants as the other continued to tease her. "I’ll stop if you want."

Her eyes drifted closed and she turned her face into his neck. "Are you sure no one can see?"

A shudder ran through Mulder’s body as his hand slid beneath her jeans and panties and into the overwhelming wet heat of her body. His fingers moved effortlessly through her folds, searching for her clitoris. "Don’t worry." As an after thought he glanced around to the couples that sat among them. Through his arousal fogged eyes he noticed more people seemed to be nearby then before, but they all seemed focused on the music or themselves. Besides, his legs blocked the view on Scully’s lower body, somewhat.

Scully was beyond thought anyway. Her body’s focus was completely on Mulder’s fingertips running over her slippery bud of nerves. A soft groan came from Scully’s throat.

"Shh." Mulder glanced around them again, his fingers not missing a beat. He really, REALLY shouldn’t do this. He knew that, he knew it the moment he started. But there was something about Dana Scully that grounded his mind, but sent his libido into orbit. From past experience he knew the latter won over the former in situations like this.

Out of the corner of his eyes Mulder caught a couple next to them glanced his way. Shrugging his shoulder he some how managed to tent his leather jacket around Scully, who moaned continuously into his neck.

Scully was panting now, on the verge of release. A scream was growing in her throat. Somewhere, some part of her mind, where reason and logic lay almost dormant, managed to keep that scream where it was. She bit into Mulder’s neck-he grunted in surprise and pain- as her hips bucked up against his hand.

Mulder fought to still her with his free hand as his other continued a gentle stroking.

Small tremors were still flowing through Scully’s body when she finally relaxed against Mulder and he removed his hand.

"Mmm." She mumbled contentedly as Mulder snapped her jeans.

Mulder bit his lip to stop his laughter as he watched the couple next to them whisper and continue looking their way. He couldn’t understand what they were saying over the music but by the looks on their faces they knew what Mulder just did.

Rubbing his hands lightly over Scully’s belly he turned his face into her hair to muffle his chuckles.

"What?" Scully forced her eyes open to look up at him.

With a jerk of his head Mulder gestured to the couple that was still watching them suspiciously.

Scully peered around him to look, her jaw dropping in horror. "Mulder!" She hissed. "You said no one could see!"

He couldn’t hold it in any longer and began to laugh, a little uncomfortably. "Well at the time I noticed I doubt you would have wanted me to stop."

Cheeks flaming red, Scully tried the best she could to be angry but her post-orgasmic stupor made it difficult. Instead she mustered the strength to elbow him in the ribs.

Mulder choked on his laughter for a moment before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her securely against him, trying to figure a way to relieve his ‘little’ problem without attracting anymore uninvited attention….

Notes: I know that wasn’t very interesting. It was just an idea I had. Send me YOUR ideas for this series. What do you like to see? What haven’t you seen enough of? You never know what will strike my muse so don’t be shy! Let me know! And Sherri, if you are reading, the idea you sent me a million years ago is being written, I swear! That will be Possessions 8. My muse returned, I think.