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One Night Stand (Revised)

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Rated X (this chapter)/ Ao3/ @today-in-fic

Dana Scully Residence

Friday Evening

“That sounds like an amazing time,” Dana says, slightly breathless from the stairs they climbed up to her floor of the apartment building, while she unlocks her door. She and Mulder went for coffee after they left the bar and talked for over an hour until the coffee shop needed to close down. They talked about simple things; hobbies: his sports, hers science, childhoods: vastly different, and school. Neither appeared to want to focus on heavier topics and they were having such a nice time, they didn’t want to call it a night. They hit it off and talking seemed so simple, so natural, and effortless. They talked about Dana’s family, and Mulder’s time in England, and were genuinely enjoying each other’s company. They kept the conversation light and entertaining. After leaving the coffee shop, Dana suggested continuing the conversation at her apartment. Just conversation, she told herself as they walked to her place. The night was peaceful and the weather pleasant with only a cool breeze in the air.

“You know William, I know it sounds cliche, but I don’t usually do this,” she says, hanging her coat up on the entryway hook. She drops her keys, clattering, onto the side table by the door. That’s a lie; she NEVER does things like this. She can’t believe she’s even entertaining the idea. She never brought guys home to her apartment, at least not ones she isn’t dating seriously. What if he’s a serial killer? At least I would go out having a great conversation, she thinks, wryly.

“What? Invite strangers back to your apartment?” he chuckles, then adds, “I promise I’m not a serial killer.” She turns to look at him and smiles. He continues, “Look, Dana, I don’t do this sort of thing eith…” but before he gets the words out, Dana lunges herself forward into his arms, her mouth enveloping his. He’s caught off guard but opens his arms, and his mouth, to her and immediately moans. He didn’t expect this sort of thing. It wasn’t what he had anticipated. Dana runs her tongue along his lips and the roof of his mouth. She pulls him by his shirt collar and guides him to her bedroom.

“So, Dana, how many people live–” he starts, but she cuts him off.

“I live alone,” she says, breathlessly, which is all the confirmation Mulder needs to hear.

Mulder guides his hands up and down her back, rubbing gentle circles, while their tongues duel, each vying for a place on top. Mulder sets one hand just above the dip on Dana’s ass, the other hand sneaking gently under the hem of her shirt. Dana removes her tongue long enough to start working the buttons of her shirt, which she successfully gets open, despite her shaking hands. Why am I shaking, she wonders. Because I haven’t had sex in 10 months and there is an undeniable spark between William and me, she rationalizes with herself. Mulder moves his hands over hers to help her remove her shirt. He slides it down, past her shoulders, and lets it drop to the floor.

He nips at her lips again, then moves his slowly down to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He pulls back briefly and sees her simple, but beautiful, black lace bra. “So stunning,” he mumbles as he reaches his hands around her back to loosen the contraption. Her breasts spring free. Dana sees his mouth actively watering, which sends shivers down her spine. His mouth begins to map a trail from her lips, down her neck, and to the valley of her flushed breasts. He takes the opportunity to lick, nip, kiss, and suck.

Still teetering on the line of being nervous as hell because she never does this, and wanting to seize the moment, Dana blushes but decides to live a little and enjoy herself. Something about him makes her completely comfortable. She twists her fingers through his hair as he pulls a rosy, pink-tipped nipple into his mouth. He licks over it with his tongue and begins sucking and swirling around its peak. His other hand meets the other breast and as he begins kneading it, Dana lets out a low moan, “Oh William.” She reaches for the button on his jeans, swiftly opening it and yanking them down.

“Do you have anything?” she asks, in a deep and husky voice, before she’s too far gone to think somewhat rationally. Mulder gently lets go of her nipple, slowly dragging his tongue across her skin to her other breast. She walks him backward and they fell onto her bed. She straddles his now bare legs, having lost his pants somewhere along the way, and feeling his erection hard between her legs.

“William,” she says again, a little more forcefully. He pulls her other breast from his mouth and looks up at her, clearly enjoying himself if his grin is any indication. “Do you have a condom?” she repeats. He sheepishly looks like a deer in headlights. How endearing, she thinks, knowing he went out without a plan to get laid. Dana rolls off him and reaches into the drawer beside her bed. There she has the leftover condoms from her last relationship, thankful for having them now and not tossing them at Ryan’s head when she kicked him out for the last time. She pulls out a condom, and tosses it to him, implicitly telling him that he needs to put it on. Mulder smiles a thank you, pulls his boxers off, opens the package, and rolls it over his throbbing member. He’d been so focused on Dana’s top, that he doesn’t realize she removed her bottoms. He reaches out and strokes her a few times. She’s slick and ready for him.

“How do you…” he starts but she quickly interrupts him.

“On top,” she states firmly. She climbs back onto him and slowly sinks on his waiting hardness. “Oh god,” she says, breathlessly.

“I’m sorry,” Mulder stammers, mistaking her comment for possible pain.

She smiles and kisses him square on his lips. “It’s ok,” she promises, sucking in her bottom lip, “it’s just been a while.”

Mulder draws her lip into his mouth and sucks. He doesn’t dare move until she indicates she’s ready. He feels her insides stretching as she adjusts to his width. “You feel so amazing,” he whispers into her ear, “so wet and so tight.” He nips on her earlobe, leaving her mouth.

“Mmmm,” was all she could acknowledge. She starts to rock against his body slowly. He begins to move in time with her. He pulls a breast back into his mouth and she places one hand on his chest. Her rocking becomes faster and more hurried.

“It’s been a while so I am sorry I don’t know how long…” he tried to say.

“Put your hand on my hip, like this” she shows him. His hands immediately engulf her sides, where he grips and circles his thumbs over her fiery skin. “It’s been a while for me too,” she promises. His lips found the crook of her neck again and he begins to nip and suck. She rides him faster and faster.

“Oh my god William, oh god that feels incredible” she pants.

“So close,” he tells her, though she can feel it in his erratic movements. He thrusts up into her, meeting her each way. He desperately wants to please her as well. He slips his hand between them and thumbs her clit. She jumps at the initial contact but continues her rhythm.

“Oh my… oh, oh…,” she pants, grinding into him. He speeds his fingers up and grunts into her neck.

“Oh, oh oh William, yes. Don’t stop. Oh my god, I’m coming” she shrieks, as her muscles clamp around him, overtaken by her release. Suddenly, Mulder explodes into her, biting down on her neck. It seems like their shared pleasure goes on and on. After a bit, breathing heavily, Dana slowly rolls off of him.

“Wow,” he sighed, trying to slow his beating heart.

Dana extricates herself from him and leaves the bed, heading for the bathroom. She closes the door part of the way, trying to get her breathing under control. That was mind-altering, she thinks to herself as she uses the toilet. She finishes, flushes, and quickly washes her hands. She opens the door and stares for a moment, a smile plastered on her face, at the man in her bed. “Bathroom’s free,” she says, almost shyly, walking over to the bed. To his credit, Mulder returns her smile and makes his way to the bathroom. Once the door shuts, Dana lets out a breath and quickly slips on her panties and a ribbed tank top. She gets back into bed and snuggles into the covers.

After a few minutes, the bathroom door opens and Mulder emerges, stark naked, hair sticking up in different directions, and he looks utterly delectable. He stops for a moment, gathering his boxers, clearly uncomfortable, not wanting to presume his next movements. Dana smiles and moves the covers, indicating that it’s ok if he wants to join her. He makes his way into the bed and looks at her.

“That was amazing,” he says, kissing her lips slowly. He works his tongue into her mouth gently and she smiles into the kiss.

“Yes, it was,” she replies, a little unsure of how to continue, knowing her next words are probably not what he wants to hear. SHe doesn’t have to, as he beats her to it.

“I sense a but coming,” Mulder states.

“But,” she says, hesitantly, “I’m just starting out in a new career that is going to be intense and time-consuming, and I think that’s what I need to focus on right now,” she explains, her eyes cast downward. He smiles and lifts his finger to her chin, pulling her face up so she’s looking at him.

“It’s ok. We’re both adults. I know I can speak for myself and say I had a really good time. I understand work and intensity, believe me,” he adds, attempting to make her feel better.

She sighs, choosing her next words carefully. “It’s just, the term ‘one-night stand’ sounds so, I don’t know, maybe cheap?” she tries to explain.

“Hey now, listen,” he encourages, taking her cheek in his hand, “it’s ok. Again we’re both adults. I think we both had a really good time,” she blushes again at his words, as he continues, “We had some fun, some amazingly hot sex, some great conversation. Not all in that order, of course. That’s all it has to be. It’s ok, I promise. An amazing night between two consenting adults” he assures her.

“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, still unconvinced.

“Why?” he asks, “For giving me a mind-blowing orgasm? Please do not apologize for that!” She giggles and smirks at him, softly kissing his lips. “Do you want me to go?” he asks, adding, “I won’t be offended if you say yes.”

How amazingly sweet of this man, Dana thinks to herself, before adding aloud, “It’s late. I think the best thing would be for you to stay if that’s okay with you. I mean the word night is in the phrase one-night stand” she attempts a little humor. She snuggles closer into his body, her actions indicating she doesn’t want him to leave. He wraps his arms around her and slowly they fall into a dreamless sleep.

Scully Residence

Saturday morning, May 9, 1990

Light streams through the closed blinds in Dana’s bedroom. Birds are chirping, the sounds of a brand new day. She opens her eyes, slowly, and immediately recalls the last 12 hours. Did she really…

“Good morning,” comes a rugged voice, belonging to the very naked and warm man spooning up to her. Not a dream, she assures herself.

“Hi,” she said, quietly.

“I’ve been up for a bit, but I didn’t want to take off while you were sleeping,” he tells her, honestly.

“I’m glad you didn’t,” she admits, moving her back closer to him if that’s even a possibility. She can’t get enough of the feeling of his body wrapped around hers.

“You know Dana,” he starts, nuzzling into the flesh below her shoulder, “Even though it’s called a one-night stand, technically we haven’t gotten out of bed yet so…” he’s grasping at straws and he knows she knows it.

“Shut up, William,” she says, rolling to face him. Her eyes fixate on his mouth. “Do you have anywhere pressing to be in the next few hours?”

“Just inside you again,” he replies, and then he makes use of his time over and over again.

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