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Mulder’s arms were filled with a sweet angelic softness. Dispensing a groan, he pulled Scully closer. The scent of shadows and starlight filling his nostrils. His eyes were yet to open, but by the warmth of the rays trickling through the blinds and over his bare body, he guessed that the morning was well on its way.  

He snuggled into the crook of her neck, his lips sending baby kisses to the sensitive skin, while his fingers journeyed down to her folds, her satin petals reminiscent of a Night Blooming Jasmine. Now it was Scully’s turn to moan, stifling a yawn. “Mulderrr,”she whimpered softly, her voice thick with sleep. 

Secretly delighted she had chosen to sleep over, sleep with him, in his bed, filled his heart with warmth just as much as it had every time in the past. Hugging her even closer, he whispered into her ear, his sleepy voice rasping and husky, filled thick with emotion, “I’m glad you’re here.” 

The warm cocoon Mulder had created around her, his body and the comforter radiating heat, she snuggled inside; the bare creamy skin of her back tickled by the soft light hairs on his chest. Her lips pressed to kiss the smooth bicep of his arm as it flexed to stroke his finger against her wet heat. She felt his hug in return and his lips pressing to her cheek. They laid in silent stasis, but they were communicating.

Scully, too lazy to even open her eyes, twisted her neck to find his lips and share a gentle kiss. His grin brushed his stubble against her as it widened and she couldn’t help but return it. Everything between them had been going so well lately. There were no fights, no doubts, and no walls.

Morning had given rise to more than just the sun and her motion against it was awakening her insides brighter than the images on a movie screen, pleasure pouring into the cracks of a gentle dawn.

A guiding palm stretched her legs apart, and with a single push, she welcomed him inside. Her eyes screwed tighter shut as he began to move. Slow and steady he rocked as she squeezed him, releasing inside her soul-bending pleasure. His fingers tangled through the silky texture of her hair as it fell around her face, bouncing against her cheek as he sucked at her collar bone. 

In that perfect haze of half consciousness/half ecstasy is where Scully found herself. His whole body heating hers as it glided wrapped around her own. After what could have been minutes or hours, she felt the bliss working through Mulder’s body. She felt him getting close and his soft moans and heavy breaths made crackling flares ignite her center, building from the circles made around her clit with the large flat pads of his fingers. Pausing her movement, she allowed him to take over, using short forceful strokes reaching up inside her as deep as he could. Powerless against the onslaught of pleasure it hit like a tidal wave, but it was a powerlessness she enjoyed. Just as the pressure building became almost unbearable he bit down on her neck and their bodies seized as they held each other tight. Like a dam breaking Mulder came hard, pouring into her as Scully contracted around him. Mulder held her, spooning her from behind as they simmered in the moment before she looked back and they shared a smile. Scully rested back into Mulder’s chest and he wrapped them tighter in the comforter, shielding them from the early morning light. She listened as Mulder’s breath got heavier. Lulled and satiated, she dozed to his syncopated rhythm, his heavy leg strung across her own, his arms holding her like a child’s favorite stuffed animal. Soaked in the warmth of the sultry combination of Mulder’s body and soft linen sheets, Scully dozed before shedding the remaining glimpses of a dream and waking to possibilities.

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