Rule Breaking; sort of

This was a prompt I came by on tumblr and thought it might be fun to write, so please enjoy.

I had originally posted this a couple of weeks ago, but since then, @wtfmulder (thanks <3) helped me improve the fic, so yeah, I hope you enjoy

you can read it on AO3 as well;

Scully arrives at the headquarters that morning feeling slightly uncomfortable, naked. She is wearing underwear that is almost nonexistent a gift that Mulder had given her the night before. He’d explicitly told her that he wanted her to wear it to work. Since he’d given her the panties, she’s used up most of her free and not so free time creating many theories as to why Mulder wants her to wear those to work. The one she finds most plausible is that he wants to feel like the only one who knows what she is wearing underneath her work clothes.

Therefore, with the sole purpose of teasing him, she chooses one of her tightest pencil skirts and wears thigh highs. She looks at her reflection on the elevator mirror, and decides she looks good. Her heels click on the stone floor and she can’t help but feel slightly nervous. Scully licks her lips and enters the small office they share.

Mulder is already there. She feels his eyes roaming up and down her body, taking in every last detail of her as she walks towards her desk. His eyes roam her body, savoring the sight, she knows his eyes are locked on her ass, she can feel it. She walked swaying her hips a little bit more than normal, she wants to tease him until he can no longer take it.

“Good morning, Scully.” A small smile passes his lips. He can’t seem to take his eyes off of her.

“Good morning, Mulder,” She smiles back at him and places her stuff on the table. “Everything ready for the meeting with Skinner at two?”

While standing, Scully checks the files they have to go over. She knows she should have closed one more button of her shirt, but she hasn’t and as she leans on the desk, she can feel Mulder’s eyes on her cleavage.

“Yup.” He shifts on the chair and takes his feet off the table.

“You double checked?” She asks as she places a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“Yes, I did.” He smiles at her, “But, let me guess. You’ll check it one last time, won’t you, Scully?”

As an answer, she just rolls her eyes at him; he knows her way too well. She takes a pencil and opens the file, ready to make changes if she has to.

“So, Scully, tell me,” she could hear the smirk on his voice, “Are you wearing my gift today like I told you to?”

“I don’t know, Mulder,” She replies, looking up for a second, “I guess you’ll have to wait until the end of the day to find out, won’t you?”

“Oh…” He stands and walks towards her, he sits on her table, “Will I, Scully?”

Scully stands so she can see eye to eye with him. She has to admit it that it’s slightly humiliating that he has to sit on the table so she can do that, but chooses to ignore the thought.

“Yes, Mulder, you’ll have to.” She can feel herself becoming aroused already by the proximity. He is so close that she can feel the warmth of his breath on her skin and smell his scent, damn, she loves his scent.  “Or do I have to remind you of the no sex at work policy that we have?”

She watches with interest, raising her eyebrow as Mulder places one of his hands inside the pocket of his pants. Scully hears the flick of a switch, and it takes her only a second to realize what is happening as her panties begin to vibrate, stimulating her clit directly.

“Jesus, Mulder, what is this thing?” She says, slightly out of breath. The bullet vibrator inside the panties sure is powerful.  The vibrations emanate from her core and send waves of pleasure through her body relentlessly. Her nipples harden under her shirt and she bites her lip, trying to contain the sounds that threaten to escape her mouth.

“I’m glad to see you’ve followed my instructions. And, as to the ‘no sex thing’ this isn’t exactly sex, is it? I don’t think it counts.” He smiles as he takes the remote controller out of his pocket and turns the wheel that control the intensity of the vibrations.

“Mulder, stop that.” She moans. All she wants is to give into the pleasure, but she tries to fight the urge. She feels like her pride is at stake here.

“You want me to stop, Scully?” He asks in a husky voice and increases the intensity of the vibrations, she moans in response. She can’t think straight anymore; her body wants him to keep going but her mind screams at her, saying that Mulder should switch it off. “Well, I’ll stop, then.”

With the flick of a switch, he turns off the vibrator.

“No…” Scully begs, she was so close, “Please, Mulder, I’m so close, don’t stop, please.”

“Well, if you insist…” He trails off and turns it back on.

Her legs are weak, and she has to search for support by leaning against the nearest wall. She tries to suppress the sound of her moans, but the closer she gets, the harder it is, she can see Mulder has that a dark look in his eyes, it’s a look that she knows and loves. Mulder knows he has full control over Scully and her orgasm, the visible bulge on his pants tells her that he is enjoying it a lot. Scully gives up on trying to hold back and orgasms, completely surrendering control.

Mulder switches off the vibrator and as she comes down from the high, he kisses her softly.

As she comes down from the orgasm, Scully tries to recompose herself. She smooths out her skirt with quick movements and keeps running her hand through her hair in an attempt to make it look a little less messy. She scoots back to her chair.

“So, tell me, Scully,” Mulder says as he walks towards his desk, “How did you like the surprise?”

Scully only shoots him a dirty look in response.

“I knew you’d love it.” Mulder places his feet on the desk again and pulls out some magazine about aliens. The cover says something about a strange humanoid fish creature from the Amazon, “Well, depending on how well you do in the meeting today, I just might think of giving you another orgasm.”

“Jesus Christ, Mulder, you’re not thinking of using that on me during the meeting, are you?” Scully asks him in exasperation. She knows she shouldn’t be feeling that excited about it, but then, what can she say? Scully knows she’s always been attracted to things that are prohibited, it’s way more fun that way.

“We’ll see how well you perform under pressure.” He smiles at her and resumes his reading.