From: Jenn (Visit my webpage!!! http://www.geocities.com/muldersmamma)

Title: Motel Swimming Pool

Summary: Hide your children, the smut has returned!

Rating: NC-17 (yeah, you heard me!)

Spoilers: Very minor…it’s just S-E-X

Distribution: No prob, just e-mail me to let me know where it’s going (e-mail up there ^ )…with these headers and my name attached please!

Disclaimer: Just because I don’t wanna get sued, I HAVE to tell ya that Mulder and Scully aren’t mine, no matter how much I pretend that they are. Oh, but the swimming pool is mine…and no one can take that away from me! *Smiles slyly*

"That maybe so Mulder, but if we ever wanna get back on the X-Files, we’d better get cracking." I glance over, taking in his tussled hair matted to the back of his neck from the sweat, his rolled up sleeves to the elbows of his blue shirt, the tie and jacket strewn to the corner.

He turns around and looks over at me with a slight grin on his face. " ‘Cracking’, Scully?"

"Shut up Mulder," I try to ignore his jabs, but welcome the friendly attitude. "I cannot believe this motel has no air conditioning. Who booked it anyway?"

"The boys upstairs who hate our guts and want us to disappear off the face of the earth." He says in a monotonous voice, absentmindedly--concentrating on something out the window.

I start packing up all of the papers and photos strewn about and put them into the brief case. We can continue this in the morning. I glance up at Mulder, he’s still staring out that damn window.

"What are you looking at?" I ask, curious.

"This place has a pool Scully. Over there." He puts his finger to the glass, "no one in it…" He turns to look at me. "What do you say?"

"Mulder…I…don’t have a bathing suit," suddenly wishing that I actually owned one.

"Ever heard of shorts and a T-shirt?" He asks, looking around the room, his eyes rest on my bag of clothes.

"T-shirt, yes, but I didn’t bring any shorts. Just skirts and pants. You know, the works."

 He looks at me guilefully.

"Yeah, right, ‘the works’. You were Little Miss Fashion Queen in High School weren’t you Scully?" I give him a look, and he continues with a dim smile on his face. "You can borrow a pair of mine."

The idea does sound tempting. It’s a sauna in here…plus, I get to see Mulder shirtless. Hmmm….

When I fail to give him a reply he exits the room and reappears a few moments later with a pair of black Nike shorts.

"Meet me in the hall when you’re ready," he says, throwing the balled up garment at me. I catch them and he closes the door, leaving me to my privacy.

I stand there for a moment, contemplating. Now what? Do I wear panties and a bra? I step out of my skirt and toss it aside. I take a look at the shorts - they have that white netting inside. I decide to ditch the panties…makes me feel closer to Mulder somehow. The shorts are huge on me…I have to tense the drawstring all the way and tie it tightly.

I reach for my travel bag, and start rummaging for that T-shirt. There it is – plain, navy blue. I start to unbutton my blouse when I hear Mulder’s voice, startling me a little.

"Yo, Scully! What’s taking you so long?" his muffled voice calls out while he pounds on my door.

"I’m coming Mulder! Just hold on!" I call back, deciding to leave the black bra that I’ve got on and I quickly pull the cotton shirt over my head.

I fling open the door to reveal my partner in nothing but a dark green pair of swimming shorts and a white towel slung over his shoulder. I’ve seen him in fewer clothes before, but this…this is different. He truly is a gorgeous man. So masculine. Exactly perfect…what I had envisioned in so many of my late night dreams.

"Where did you get that towel," I stifle, finding my voice before he wises to my naughty thoughts.

"My room. I got you one too," he holds it up. "Are you ready now Agent Scully?"

Damn he’s sexy.

"Let’s go. I’m ready to see you swim," I poke fun at him. It’s all I can do keep myself from tearing what little clothes he has on, off his body and screwing him right there. I don’t know what the heat does to me, but I want him so bad right now. I walk past and press the elevator button. When the door parts and we enter, we ride in silence.

I look over at him, his eyes focused on the floor indicator, and I take the opportunity to feast on his figure. His toned legs, his tight stomach, well-defined pecs and arms. All glittered with just the right amount of hair. Like I said before – perfectly masculine.

He suddenly looks over at me, catching my eyes before I have the chance to look away. I repel my gaze hurriedly, suddenly taking immense interest to the orange carpet in the elevator. My cheeks flush with warmth. I hope he doesn’t realize what I was doing.

The door takes an eternity to open. When it does I walk out in front of him, still slightly embarrassed. I feel his presence behind me as he places a hand gently at the small of my back, guiding me. I love when he does that…it’s like he protecting me, telling anyone who’s around that I’m with him.

"This way," he says, pointing with his other hand around the corner of the building. We turn and I utter a silent gasp. For a place that’s generally a dump, the pool is beautiful. The water shines from the underwater lights gleaming from below and the overhead bulbs lighting the space perfectly. It’s crystal clear and shimmers, inviting.

He opens the gate for me and I enter the fenced area and grab a towel from him. I walk to the shallow end and sit gingerly at the edge, slowly dipping my feet in.

"The water’s warm Mulder. It’s nice actually. I’m surprised that there’s no one else around."

"It’s one in the morning on a Wednesday. Everyone’s in bed." He throws his towel to the side and gets on the diving board. "Scully you are such a chicken," he laughs, "you just gotta jump in."

He flashes me a quick smile and dives into the water, hardly making a splash. I never actually knew he could swim, I think as I pick up his blurred form inch closer to me. He emerges from the water in front of me, and pushes the hair from his face.

"Wow, that’s refreshing," he states looking at me.

" ‘Refreshing’ Mulder?" I mock him for earlier, "that was so corny."

"Get in Scully."

I look down at his glistening body, wanting him so bad.

"Mulder, you can swim a lot better than I can. Hell, I can’t even remember that last time I was in a pool. Compared to you, there’s no way…"

"Who cares? It’s just to cool off," he moves closer to me and puts his hands on my wrists and his mouth next to my ear and says softly, "besides, if you get into any trouble, I’ll save you."

He pulls away and looks me in the eye, and I suddenly find myself lost in his. I want to tell him that I want him, when suddenly I feel his hands tighten around my wrists. I look at him quizzically. He smiles and pulls me quickly toward him into the water.

"Mulder!" I stumble forward and fall into the water. When I resurface, completely drenched, I look around for him and spot him dashing into the deep end.

"You’re the chicken Mulder! If you’re going to commit the crime, you better be prepared to take the punishment!"

He turns and looks at me from the opposite wall.

"And what kind of punishment would you be issuing Agent Scully?"

I smile at his innuendo. Hell, it’s late, it’s hot, I’m just gonna play along.

"Well, I’m not sure about that yet…why don’t you get over here and find out?"

He looks at me, probably wondering if I’m joking or not. I just smile slyly at him.

I rise from the water and feel my clothes plastered to my figure. I feel Mulder’s eyes on me, as I obliviously make my way to the stairs and out of the water. I wonder if he notices that my nipples are rock hard.

"Where are you going Scully?"

I don’t answer him as his eyes burn holes in my image and I step up onto the diving board. I was about to get ready for a jump, when my foot hits a puddle of water, and I feel my body lose control.

"Shi…" I manage before I fall off the board and into the water. Panic is my first reaction. All I can see is bubbles, and I feel myself slipping deeper under the water. My brain stops, and I freeze. I gasp for air, but inhale some water instead. I suddenly begin thrashing my legs, desperate to get to the surface. Suddenly, I feel an arm around my waist and swift kicks to the surface. When I feel my head above water, a wave of relief passes over my body and I take deeps breaths, frantic for air.

My breathing is still heavy when Mulder stops and hold me in the shallow end. He looks at me, and pushes the hair out of my face.

"Scully? Are you okay?" He studies my face intently, concerned.

I nod, still trying to regain composure.

"Thank-you Mulder," I express between breaths and look up at him. His dark eyes and peering deep into my soul as he hold me. I begin to lean in slowly as does he.

*What are we doing?!*

His lips meet mine gently and I hear him breathe in. He pulls away after a couple seconds and looks at me again. In his eyes all I see is love and caring.

"Kiss me Mulder," I whisper, barely audible.

His lips are warm as he dips down again, and I feel his hands move up my waist as he does. I kiss him back, enjoying the feeling of this closeness, and how much I have missed intimacy over the last years. He kisses me again, harder, hungrily…eventually, I grant him access. His tongue is hot and meets mine with enthusiasm. They dance around each other, and I hear a throaty moan escape my lips. His hands run further up my sides and under my shirt. They are warm on my cool skin.

"Scully." He murmurs.

I move his hands, letting him know that this is what I want. And I do. He pulls away for only enough time to remove my shirt over my head. He kisses me again, his hand on my breast, massaging it. I kiss him over and over, allowing the sensations of his lips to pleasure my own.

"Mulder…?" I barely whisper, "what…" his kisses eat my words, "what are we doing?"

He pulls away for a moment, and looks at me. "Something I have wanted to do for a long time." His voice is quiet as well. I search his hazel eyes, and he leans in, and kisses me again. "Do you want me to stop? I would never hurt you."

"No Mulder…I want you."

And with those throaty words uttered, he takes my waist and pushes me against the side of the pool, devouring my face, neck and shoulders with his tongue. I reach behind and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the water between us and floating off.

"You’re beautiful."

I kiss him again, deeper, and reach for his shorts. His cock is hot and throbbing under the cool water, and I run my hand around his length. "Do you want to go upstairs?" I ask sultrily.

"No, Scully. Right here."

"I was hoping you’d say that." And I kiss his chest, his nipples, over and over, his hands gracing my back, and around to my breasts as I continue. I linger with my fingertips at his erection through the material. His hips begin to grind and he rocks against the wall of the pool. I hear a moan escape the back of his throat.

"You like that?" He moans again, and I reach for the waistband. I slowly begin to pull them down, teasing him, driving him wild. I look down to see his dick spring free under the water, arousing a new sensation. His hands still exploring my chest, I grasp his fingers gently in my own, and kiss them gently. When I look back up at him, he has a questioning look on his face.

"You’re not about to back out on me are you Scully?" I shake my head ever so slightly.

"Get ready for the ride of a lifetime," I manage, in disbelief at myself for what I am about to do. I slowly take air into my mouth, keeping my eyes locked with his, as I lower myself into the water. My chest, my eyes all submerge as my mouth meets his awaiting penis. I intertwine my hands with his as I take half of him inside of me. I know I have to go quickly, before I run out of breath. I pull back, allowing the ridges to hit the bump at the roof of my mouth, and graze the back of my teeth. His knees begin to weaken as I quicken my pace, in and out, allowing the cool water to touch his engorged cock briefly before I throat him one last time. When he’s completely in, I rotate my tongue around his base, and give a deep hum from the back of my throat, allowing vibrations to bring him to the edge. I can’t hold my breath and longer so I come to the surface and bring my hands down to finish the job.

When my head emerges, I quietly gasp for breath, as I give one quick brush against his testicles. His eyes are closed, and mouth is open slightly, groaning methodically. I reach down and massage his boys a little more firmly.

"Come for me Fox Mulder. You are so full and hard, come for me, let me see you," I breathe into his ear.

"Scu—fuck Scully…ohmygod…" a fast squeeze, and he reaches his climax.

"Fuck…OH..SCULLY!" I watch his body tense, and see him release into the water below, then relax as he comes down from his flight. He opens his eyes, and kisses me fully.

"Got any gas left in the tank Mulder?" I ask, now incredibly turned on. I can feel a throbbing deep inside, aching to be discharged. My nipples are still hard. I want him in me.

He smiles. "You just gotta do me one favour, and then I can return yours."

"Anything." I kiss him across his jawbone, and begin to suckle at his neck.

"Touch yourself. For me." His voice cracks. I swallow, hard. I have never masturbated in front of anyone else. I feel my face go hot as I look down, and then up at him once again. I nod. He reaches down and pulls at the drawstring of his shorts that I still dawn. He pulls them slowly and knot frees. He touches the skin at my hips, and begins to tug downwards. I step away.

"Not yet…" I back up, locking my gaze with his. I find the stairs at across from him and sit on the top one. From my thighs down remain in the water. I breathe out, very nervous as to what he will think.

I reach under the shorts, and feel my damp, hot curls. Wet, not only from the pool water. I feel between my folds, down to my clit. I reach a little farther to the pool of wetness. I allow my finger to slide through it, and then return to my pleasure point. I slide my finger around the outside of it before touching it right now. I stroke it back and forth, rising up with each friction. I close my eyes, to block out the fact that Mulder is watching. Even though, in my late night fantasies, I always wished it was he causing me this pleasure. Without looking up, I slide the shorts off and kick them to the side, wondering if this was doing anything for him. I lean back against the wall of the pool and stretch along the stair. I continue to tease myself, while delicately rubbing at my nipples. I cry out softly as I feel the beginning of an orgasm. I slow my finger, when I hear the rustling of water to my side.

"Stop Scully," I look up at Mulder, and he reaches for my hand that was touching myself. He licks the middle finger I was using, and kisses me along the length of my arm…then sits beside me on stair.

"Are you ready?" He asks me. I reach over and feel him hard all over again.

I smile, he smiles back.

"Never seen that before in a man," I say, taking in his gorgeous masculinity.

"It’s what happens when you have a phenomenal woman to work with," He kisses me again on the lips, his tongue probing my mouth once again. Dancing over my lips.

He turns towards me, as I do to him, our sexes blurred under the water. I return his kiss as I feel his warmth at my opening, paused.

"Fuck me Mulder." I whisper.

He ends the anticipation and slowly pushes in. I gasp at the fullness of him. I regain the composure that I lost for a split second and swing my leg over him, straddling him. I pull out halfway, and then return. Slowly at first. I gaze at him, his wet hair sprawled across his forehead, his arms around my waist.

He pushes his hips up to meet me and I thrust a little faster. I lean forward and kiss him as his pubic bone hits my clit on the outside and his hot, pulsing cock hits my core deep within.

Out bodies dance with each other, rising and falling, desperate for love and pleasure. Mulder grips my hips as I continue to push myself upon him. I can feel myself beginning to lose control. Small volts begin to flinch through my vagina.

"Mulder…oh…Mulder…I want you to fuck me. Fuck me…" I close my eyes as my body erratically moves with his.

"Open your eyes Scully, I wanna see you, I want to come with you."

I fight to look at him, and I see immense joyance in his expression. He’s very close…he looks me right in the face as I feel his hand move and water rushes at our connection and his fingers play on me. The cool water lies between us, the stimulation driving both of us insane.

I can hear the two of us crying out for each other, but it is in the distance, my orgasm rising, and clenching down around Mulder. The gyrations of his hips against mine lift me up, and then drop me down, his strokes becoming faster. His eyes roll back in his head as I feel him come deep within me, dragging me over the edge with him.

I whimper louder and louder and louder, before fireworks explode in front of my eyes, and pleasure rips through my vagina rippling to my brain.

"FUCK! OH MULDER!!" I don’t recognize my own screams.

I wait for the quivers to finish radiating throughout my body, and return to earth, to look back at Mulder."

"You are beautiful when you come Scully." He softly assures me.

I kiss him longingly, and shiver at his presence still within me. I slowly withdraw from him, and he stands, taking my hand and leading me out of the water. Our naked forms walking together, his arm around me.

He reaches for a towel and puts it around my body, kissing my shoulder as he does. I smile, watching him wrap a towel around his waist.

"What do you say we go for a swim tomorrow Mulder?"

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