Title: "Playing house"

Author: Lucy Mattos "Duchovny" (lucymattos@hotmail.com) 

Spoiler: Arcadia

Summary: In the middle of the episode "Arcadia" Scully and 
Mulder
find out a little more about each other.

Rating : Perhaps NC-17, for sex, but the language is not so 
direct. 
We just have the description of the feelings and the sexual 
acts of 
two grown-up agents who deserve a bit of smut...

Classification: MSR

Distribution: I would like to know where my stories are, ok? 
So, please, let me know.

Disclaimer: Mulder and Scully belong to Chris Carter, I have 
no
intention to violate his rights. I'm just another fan who 
loves fan-fiction and this amazing tv show, please, don't sue 
me!

Notes: This is my first attempt to write a fic in english,
which is not my mother language. So I ask you to apologize
if you notice any mistake. Enjoy it!


                 "I've been staring at this page for what it 
seems like days
 	           I guess I'll put this whole on for a  while
                  Did I see a tear fall from your eyes or 
 	           Did you laugh so hard that you´ve cried
 	                When I've served my secrets on a silver 
tray to you"
                     (Jon Bon Jovi - Every word was a piece 
of my heart)



	                "Playing House"
                            (By Lucy Mattos)

  
  After all this pressure by their "lovable" neighboors the 
whole 
day, Scully just wanted to get some sleep in a cozy warm bed.
She took a long hot shower and prepared herself to go to bed, 
spreading some green mask over her face, which she bought 
because it said that it prevent wrinkles. Not that she had 
some, but she didn't want to give it a chance. Mulder was 
in the bedroom, reading something at her lap top, just 
waiting for another opportunity to tease her again, as
he did the whole day. She was really tired of this 
game of his, of trying to show the neighbors that the
Petries were  the perfect couple. OK, she had to agree 
that they should do their job as best as they could, but this
was driving her crazy, she wasn't that strong... It was 
getting harder and harder to resist this "husband".
Mulder didn't get what is going on at this community. It 
was too weird for Big Mike to disappear like dust, he was 
sure that someone had killed him. He was sure that he will
find out what's going on.

 "Mike Raskub.  No activity on his credit cards. No sighting 
of his '97 Mercury Villager." He finally said.

Scully went into the bathroom while Mulder read the screen on 
the laptop.

"Yeah, there's no sign of him in his house."  

"I didn't see him in the storm drain, either.  I take it he's 
dead, Scully."

"Laura."

Mulder sarcastically mouths "Laura."

" Win Shroeder?"

Mulder is looking at the bagged handkerchief

"Mmm, maybe Win cleaning up."

"Cleaning up for who?"

" I don't know."

"Mulder, speaking of cleaning up, whoever taught you how 
to squeeze a tube of toothpaste?"

She sticked her arm out from the bathroom showing him the 
tube squeezed in the middle.  Mulder ignored it, as always.

"Hey, what do we know about this stuff?"

"I'm driving down to San Diego tomorrow and have it 
analyzed."

"All right."

"Third  warning"  The sound of toilet seat falling " Toilet 
seat."

Mulder glances at the bathroom, then goes over to the bed and 
sprawls out on it.

" Why kill Big Mike?"

Scully came out of the bathroom.  She had a terrycloth 
headband and her face was covered in a bright green mud.
mask.  Mulder looks up and is startled by her appearance.  
Very funny.

" Whoa!"

"What's missing here is intent.  What would be the motive?"

She throws the sweatshirt at his head. Oh, God, this shirt. 

"Compulsive neatness, or a lack thereof.  Have you noticed 
how everybody around here is obsessed with the neighborhood 
rules and the CC&Rs? You know what?  You fit in really well 
here."

Scully looked pointedly  him lying on the bed  "And you 
don't."
He adjusted the pillows to make himself more comfortable.
 
"Well, anyway, tomorrow I got a, uh, a surefire way of 
testing out my theory."

He patted the bed beside him seductively and waggles his 
eyebrows at her. She raises her eyebrows at him.
(coaxing) " Come on, Laura, you know... we're married now."

"Scully, Mulder.  Good night."

Mulder got up from the bed taking a pillow and says as he 
passes her ...

"The thrill is gone."

Mulder left the bedroom and went to sleep on the couch.

 Scully went to lie down on the bed and gently touched 
the green mud mask trying to figure out how funny she might 
be. In fact, she is a bit embarrassed for letting Mulder see 
her like this, for the whole day he had been trying to touch 
her and kiss her in front of the neighbors all the time and 
she had just cut him off. It' would be better, they shouldn't
be closer than they already are. She thought that he might be
uncomfortable on that small couch downstairs, but she 
wouldn't 
share the bed with him. Well, not that she didn't want, but 
it 
was better for her mental health. Maybe just peek out how he 
was doing downstairs... Scully stood up and went to the 
bathroom, 
washing away this ridiculous green mask. Then 
she went down, headed to the kitchen. 

	Mulder seemed asleep on the couch, squeezed in it,
 much bigger, his legs outside it, dressed only in his 
boxers, 
arms wrapped around his bare chest. And what a chest. It was 
surely an uncomfortable position, she thought, but what 
should
 she do? Scully touched his shoulder gently and whispered.

"Mulder?" She shook him slightly "Are you ok?"

"Mmmm..." He opened his eyes "What's up, Scully?" 
 
She took a deep breath before starting to talk. It wasn't 
fair 
let him sleep in the couch while she had that whole giant bed 
just to herself. She had to control her urges.

"I was thinking that you might be uncomfortable on this 
couch. 
What about sleeping upstairs?"

He blinked his eyes "Are you serious?" Mulder sit up "And 
aren't you afraid  I might attack you?" 

She gave him her usual Scullish look and sat beside him in 
the couch.

"What happened to that green thing over your face?"

"It was too sticky" 

Scully sighed slightly and put her head between her hands, 
a bit concerned. Mulder looked at her and grinned softly.

"Hey, what happened?"

"I don't know, Mulder, this community is too weird."

   He stared at her face, lightened by the soft light from
the outside. She looked gorgeous with her hair covering
part of her gracious face. Mulder put his hand over her
shoulder and patted gently, spreading warm over her 
shoulder and all over her body, causing her to shiver 
slightly.

"Do you wanna sleep upstairs? I was wondering if this 
couch is comfortable and... Oh, I forgot you're not used to 
sleep on beds."

"You know, Scully, I'm used to my own couch and this 
one is terribly unpleasant. Thank God  we're not going to 
live here for too long."

"Will you come?"

"Yeah, seems interesting. As long as you don't snore..."

"Mulder, I don't snore!"

  He laughed softly and stood up, heading upstairs. 
Scully followed him. She was not sure if it was a good idea  
calling Mulder to sleep with her on the same bed, but 
she was sure it wasn't fair letting him sleep alone on 
the couch. Deep inside she was aware of what could happen 
to her if he touched her, but she was willing to try just
once, challenge herself. Deep inside a thrill went 
through her at the thought of his bare chest pressing 
against herself and... Oh, god, Dana Scully, stop this 
bawdy thoughts, Mulder is your partner, she said to 
herself. And wipe off this luscious look on your face! She 
went to the bathroom again and looked at Mulder lying on the 
bed, so lazy and so cute. He was a very handsome man, the 
kind of 
man that calls every woman's attention no matter where they 
are.

 Scully laid by his side, a bit far away, and closed her 
eyes.
 
"Good night, Mulder"

"Good night."

  But she realized she couldn't sleep. She tried every 
position 
she knew, but nothing seemed to fit well. Mulder noticed that 
her partner was having  trouble to sleep and shifted a 
little.
 He was having trouble too, but was trying to fake it so she 
thought he was sleeping. He knew he couldn't sleep because of 
her, he was not used to sleep with somebody and the warmth of
Scully's body was making him feel aroused. Thank God it was
dark in the room.

"what's up, Scully?" he whispered softly, turning himself to 
look to the redheaded woman.

"Nothing, I'm sleepless, just that"

"Me too. I think I'm not used to sleep with someone else 
anymore"

"Were you?" she teased him. They both knew they didn't have a 
personnal life, neither dates.

"What about talking? Maybe  we could help each other" he cut 
her off.
Her eyes were even more blue than they used to be, by the 
moonlight
filling the room. Mulder couldn't help staring at her. His 
eyes 
dared to travel over her body, the curves of her shoulder and 
breasts. And those lips, that he'd been dreaming of for 
years. 
 God, she could drive him crazy easily.

"Yeah, maybe."

But instead, they stared at each other for a long while with 
a 
charmed look on the face. Scully was imagining how it would 
feel to have Mulder's hands touching her skin, caressing her 
very intimately and how his lips would feel on hers. She was
completely lost in her gaze, and could barely notice that
maybe he could be thinking the same thing.
 
"What's in your mind?" He finally said.

"Mm? Oh, I was thinking what's going on in this neighborhood,
it's so weird..." She lied. Why did she say that? By the 
look on his face she could tell he was devouring her with
 his eyes and he knew she was lying. 

"Scully, do you ever feel lonely ?"

"Yes. Every time I go to sleep. Every time I have dinner 
and every time I watch a movie. Every time I have a bad dream
and wake up in the middle of the night. But, to tell you the
truth, I don't know why I've never had anyone to share these 
moments, anyone I truly loved and anyone who could make me 
feel loved. I think I just need to be loved." God, did she 
say what she just heard?

"But your mother loves you. Your brother, I do..."

"It's not that kind of love, Mulder, I need another one."

"Who told you my love doesn't fit it?" 

She stood still, she didn't even breathe. She couldn't 
believe what he just said. She must be dreaming, that's 
the plausible explanation.  Did he love her? Oh, of 
course he did, he saved her life several times, even 
risking himself, that's a great proof of love. But it's 
so weird listening to him telling her this...

"What did you say?" she whispered softly

"You've heard me, Scully. After six years by your side
it's almost impossible not to love you. It's impossible 
not to fall in love with your strength, your boldness... 
You are my best friend, the most important thing in my life.

"Why are you telling me this? Why now?"

"I don't know. I just did"   

"Mulder..."

"I'm tired of all this denial, Scully, that's it. Give
 me a good reason why we couldn't be together?"

   She looked at him, speechless for some time and realized 
that he was right. So damn right. Suddenly she felt the 
warmth of his hands touching her cheek and let it slip 
down her neck to her shoulder. Mulder was expecting a 
reaction, that she would make him stop, but instead she 
closed her eyes and held his hand. Mulder moved closer to
her and pulled her face closer to his and kissed her softly,
feeling the warmth of her lips for the very first time 
and enjoying it. Scully parted her lips to receive his 
tongue to match hers, and felt herself getting wet by each
movement of their tongues, until he lied down over her and
she could realize he too was aroused. 

"Are you sure you want this, Scully?" Mulder stopped the 
kiss, whispering at her ear, his voice husky. "There's no 
turning back"

"No" she whispered back "The only thing I am sure is that 
I've wanted you to kiss me like that more than I could 
imagine. Mulder, please, make love to me".

It was gratifying hearing these words from her mouth, so 
delicious and warm. Mulder kissed her neck, making her
moan softly. It was a sensible spot of hers. He continued 
his exploration of her body, kissing behind her ear and 
nipping at her earlobe, enjoying the soft moans she was 
making, while she clung at his head. This was incredible 
arousing to him.
 
"Where do you want me to touch you?" He whispered to her.

She shivered at the sensation of his breath and warm. Where
she wanted what? She couldn't even think but feel what he was 
doing to her.

"I don't know..."

He smiled, but Scully couldn't see. He went down her chest 
and opened the buttons of her pajama top, exposing her bare
 breasts to his luscious look. Mulder sucked her nipples 
softly and harder then, making her whimper this time. It 
was getting better and better, each touch he found a 
different spot in Scully. Slowly, he left her breast 
and went down her stomach, lapping at her belly-button, 
making shots of pain at her groin. 

"Your body is so hot, Scully... You can't imagine how many 
nights I've spent touching myself and thinking of you... 
longing to touch you"
 
"So don't stop it, please, Mulder."

"What do you want me to do ?"

"Oh, God..."

"What ? I want you to speak it loud"

"Taste me." 

He grinned. He'd heard Scully saying such words in his 
dreams, 
but never thought of this coming true. Mulder took off her 
pants and underwear and parted her legs, preparing to taste 
her, enjoying the moment. He stopped for a while, looking at 
her flushed face. He couldn't see her flush, but he could bet 
she was, by the panted sounds she was making. 

"Mulder, go on. " 

As she felt his tongue, she involuntarily raised her hips 
and gasped at the sensation. The movements of his tongue were
fast and efficient, driving her out of her mind and taking
control of her movements. Mulder spent a long time there, 
sucking and nibbling at her clit, and with each movement she
was getting more and more closer to the edge. 

"Oh, my God... Mulder! I'm..." She moaned between whimpers as
she felt the convulsions of the orgasm taking control of her.
Mulder stopped the assault to her senses and laid down beside 
her, waiting for her to calm down, kissing her neck and the
hollow between her neck and shoulder.

"Mulder..." She said, catching her breath again "That
 was... unbelievable"

He was gazing at her, amazed by her beautiful and
flushed face, by the light of the moon. 

"What's up ?" 

"I love you. Did you know that?"

She shifted to hug him, nesting his head in her chest, 
caressing his soft hair.

"Oh, Mulder, I've always wanted to hear these words 
spoken by you. I love you too, since I don't know when" 

They kissed again, slowly this time, making use of each 
touch and moment, there was no hurry, just them both and 
the whole night to love each other. 

"That feels so good..."

"Yeah, but you're still dressed. And you took good care of
me, now it's your turn. One good deed needs another one, 
Mulder"

   She made him flip onto his back and kissed his chin, as if 
he  was going to run way from her. Scully had wanted to touch 
him for so long that she wasn't sure about where she could 
begin 
her voyage. She rubbed her hands against his chest and he 
gasped 
when she covered one nipple with her mouth, lapping it fast 
and 
steady, also efficiently. Mulder panted, he couldn't remember 
when it was the last time a woman made him feel so good, but 
Scully really knew how to excite him. She straddle him and 
made her
way down his stomach, going right to between his legs, 
dressing
his boxers off and taking his cock in her mouth. She didn't
give him time to breathe and speed up her action, sucking  
at him and driving him nuts.

"Oh, my God, Scully..." he whimpered  "You're going to kill 
me"
 
She was using her hands and tongue to arouse him, attending 
the same attention he gave her, until she felt him shaking
 beneath her. She moved to his ear and whispered to him.

"Wait, sweetie, save something for me"

Scully stopped her teasing and guided his way inside her, 
slowly, making they both moan as she did it.

"Oh, dear  God! Scully, you feel so damn good!"

She caught up her panted breath and started in and out of 
him.

"So do you, Mulder" she panted low.

   They were moving in unisom, matching their feelings, 
sensations 
and fluids. Mulder was trying his best not to come so fast, 
so that Scully could enjoy it too. He wanted they to come
together, exploring the last step of their partnership. He 
wanted to be forever inside her, joined to her, and to be 
her lover. She was an amazing woman and incredibly delicious,
much better then any porno movie or any dream he could have.
She was alive. She was there. And she was his. She loved him 
as much as he did love her. He was wondering how their 
children would be like, if they would have her reddish 
silky hair, or her crystal blue eyes, or both of them.
All these things were floating in Mulder's mind, as he
heard Scully's pants and moans, as if they were music 
to his ears, and he had almost forgotten his own release.

"Oh, Mulder... Oh..." he felt her contracting against him.

Scully was trying to keep her eyes open, to catch his, 
but she couldn't. All she could see behind her were 
fireworks exploding in hundreds of colors and the sound 
of her own sounds. She didn't even notice what she was 
saying, only noticed when she fell over Mulder's chest,
breathing heavily, and going up and down, with his breathing. 
Suddenly she felt his hand caressing her hair, softly, and 
going down her back. Scully rose to look at Mulder's eyes,
meeting his gaze to her.

"That was... That was so..." She started, with a smile. 

It was a bright smile that glared all the room, spreading
the warmth of this light over Mulder. He smiled too.

"I know. You are an amazing woman, you know that ? 
Have you ever thought about how much time we lost just being 
friends?"

This time she laughed. Mulder laughed with her too and pulled 
her mouth to his, kissing again. They spent a long time, 
tasting 
each other, knowing each other and caressing each other. He 
moved
her under him and started kissing her neck again.

"I love when you do that, Mulder..." she whispered, clutching 
his hair
He laid by her side and looked at her. Scully was looking at 
him too, her face still flushed by their love-making and her
bare-naked body pressing against his. He traced her features 
with his finger and caressed her cheek  with the palm of his 
hand. 

"Your skin is so soft... It seems satin" 

She didn't say a word and kept looking at his hazel eyes.
Mulder was really a good looking man, she was pretty lucky 
to find him. They spent a long time in this speachless 
language, 
just looking and touching each other. Finally, he spoke.

"Tell me I was right  when I said you just wanted to play 
house."

She laughed softly.

"Yeah... I want to play Mrs Petrie for ever."




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END

  
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		"You've been the blood in my veins, 
		the only one who knows my middle name
		and the smiles, they came easy 'cause of you
		You know that I love, but I hate
		'Cause I know I could never escape you
		So let the choir sing for tonight, I''m an easy 
mark..."

			(Jon Bon Jovi-Every word  was a piece of my 
heart)