Date sent: Mon, 10 Nov 1997 16:07:20 From: Katrinka (by way of Katrinka ) Subject: Rohelisse Soitma (1/1) *NC-17* Title - Rohelisse Soitma (It's No Picnic) Author - Katrinka and GssPhantom E-Mail address - Katrinka@flash.net Rating -NC-17 Category - Story Spoilers - None, could happen anytime after Fire Keywords - Extreme MSR Summary - Mulder and Scully go away for a company get together, Mulder walks out, and Scully later follows. Things then get very intresting from there. Archiving-Do not put anywhere unless you have author's permission. Do *not* sent to ATXC. Has been sent to Gossimer. Disclaimer: Fox Mulder and Dana Scully do not belong to Katrinka or GssPhantom. They belong to Fox Network, 1013 and Chris Carter, we only borrowed them. It was again time for another "company" get away weekend, where agents got together and shared time away from the office. Mulder and Scully rode together, more as a habit than convenience. Wearing jeans and a tee-shirt, Scully had wanted to remain comfortable in the muggy air - having brought a change of clothing for after their arrival. Mulder likewise had opted for casual wear and kept glancing at Scully while she drove. "Did I ever mention how much I love picnics?" he said casually, hoping to stimulate the conversation. "No you didn't" she replied, trying not to smile, remembering how he had spoken at length about the time away from work for the whole weekend Startled as his phone chirped to life, she saw him frown as he pulled it open. "Mulder" he said into the receiver, hoping that this wasn't one of he erstwhile contacts, bringing yet another interruption to planned fun and relaxation. "Hello Fox," came the unmistakable voice of Phoebe Green - causing him to groan inside as he changed ears away from Scully, hoping to avoid her hearing the other. "How did you get my new phone number?" he asked with a dejected sigh, causing Dana to smile at how his friends sometimes went to great lengths to get him at any and all hours of the day or night. "Don't worry," she said evenly, "I won't pass it around, I know you agents have to be *careful* about your numbers" "You better not," he replied, trying to keep his side light as he listened to his ex, and prepared for her usual ramblings. "How's Scully?" she asked with what he pictured as her evil grin, knowing how well she could make him uncomfortable when she had wanted to. "She's fine" he replied, frowning on the tact she seemed to be taking with the conversation. "Have you gotten tougher with her yet? or did she leave you because she found out what kind of rotten lover you are" she taunted, "that is unless she enjoys your thirty second ride" "My love life is *none* of your business!" he said evenly, trying not to let her get under his skin. "Ahhh, so you couldn't even perform for her," she laughed, seeming to gloat, knowing she had successfully hit a nerve. "She probably only brought you along because of how you look, ugly as you are" "Leave me alone" he groaned, knowing that she had once again brought his mood to a new low. "You know I'm right of course," she purred, his imagination picturing the leer he had seen on her face before. "I don't know why I ever got involved with you in the first place, given the huge hooter you sport" Scully started as he slapped the phone together and threw it do the floor, agitation obvious as he leaned back in the seat. Hearing the chirp ring out again, he reached down and angrily lowered the window, flinging the chirping phone out into the wind, not caring if it landed in one piece or not. Gripping the wheel in frustration, Scully watched the phone in the rearview mirror as it tumbled end over end and pieces began to come apart on the dirt and blacktop. Feeling sorry for her partner, she hesitantly looked over at him as he leaned back in silence. "That was Phoebe, wasn't it" she asked quietly, hoping to help relieve the sadness he usually was left with. "Yeah," he signed heavily, trying to compose himself a bit while he focused on the passing scenery, grateful that he at least didn't have to contend with driving. He felt her comforting touch as she placed her hand on his leg. "You know whatever she said isn't true, and she knows it" Scully said, in an apparent attempt to bring relief to the open wound. Placing his hand on top of hers, he smiled at how smooth and soft her skin was. "Thank you, it's nice of you to say that." Returning his smile, she enjoyed his touch, feeling his palm over her hand. "She unfortunately has the skill to push your buttons, but that doesn't make what she said any more true" "I know" he replied, beginning to feel the knots loosen in his shoulders. "How did she get your new phone number?" she asked, continuing to steer with one hand. "I have no idea," he replied, trying to push Phoebe out of his mind, unfortunately admitting what she had said about him had been true. Perhaps this weekend would be different. ************************ Having taken care of the vehicle, Mulder insisted on walking with her as they headed for the changing rooms. To anyone watching, their closeness might have given them away as a couple rather than partners. Stopping as she made to enter the women's changing room, Mulder reached out and touched her on the shoulder. "I'll wait for you when you get out" he said, enjoying the contact as they stood alone in the hallway. "All right, " she replied, out of habit looking up and down the hall. Leaning in, he surprised her as he gently brought his lips to hers, perhaps finding surprise himself as she pulled him closer, her arms binding him to her as they enjoyed each other. Pulling away as they heard footsteps, he saw her smile as she quickly entered the changing room. He had been somewhat surprised by her reaction, and smiled even more as he made his way to the men's changing room. ************** Finishing her adjustments, Scully heard the familiar voices of female agents enter and stand just outside her stall as they freshened their makeup at the sink. "Can you believe Scully brought old Spooky?" One said, as the others laughed. "I'm surprised to even see him out during the daytime" another snorted, causing her companions to laugh even more. "What's wrong with that girl, coming here with someone that ugly" their companion chimed in, trying to add even more insults. "Probably feeling sorry for him as usual" came the reply of the first. "Yeah, probably a pity date." the third one agreed. "Can you see anyone trying to kiss him? That honker is a built in bouncer if you ask me" the first one said, causing the others to roar with laughter. "Nose so big, that if you stood under him, he would keep you dry in a rainstorm" another replied, adding even more to the laughter. Seeing them try to compose themselves and come to the realization that she had heard them, Dana glared as she passed them, remaining silent as she entered the hallway. Stunned to find Mulder leaning with his back against the wall, she could tell he had heard everything as his eyes reflected the pain he felt. "You ready?" she asked, hoping to get them out among others and get his mood in better spirits. He shrugged as he pushed away from the wall as they slowly walked down the hall. Stopping suddenly, she had stepped past and turned back to him, wondering what was wrong. "Listen Dana, I've, um, changed my mind. These things aren't really me anyway. I'm going to take off and go take care of some errands" he said sadly, unconsciously bringing his hand to his nose. "Please stay" she asked, having come to know when he had made up his mind about something. "I really don't care for picnics" he lied, reaching out and resting his hand on her shoulder, his fingers trembling. "I want you to stay and have fun with the others, really, I'll be okay" "Mulder, that isn't" she said, trying to come up with a way to change his mind, but stopping as he moved his fingers to her lips. "Don't try to change my mind," he said with his usual disarming smile "Come Monday we'll just pretend nothing happened." Leaning in and giving her a gentle kiss, he turned and walked up the hallway, leaving her in her own thoughts. ********************** Opting for the more secure surroundings of his, or as he corrected himself with a smile, their office, he quickly walked through the deserted FBI building, shutting the door and turning on the lights before settling into his favorite chair. Feeling the sadness as he had hoped to push their friendship along with that first kiss, he still relished the memory of her arms around him and the taste of her lips against his as she had pulled them together. Looking down at the top of the desk, he realized that he may have just gone too far as he remembered the pain of the laughter from the women's changing room. Not hearing her say anything, he realized exactly how she did feel for him, and giving him pity was not something he wanted. Pushing the middle drawer in, he realized he had misread her intentions for asking to go along with him in the first place. Using the old standby when things seemed a bit rough, he tried to find work to do as he glanced at the desk across from him, the neatly organized contents giving him yet more of a distraction with memories of her presence. Smiling at how surprised she had been upon first seeing it, he suddenly realized that his safe haven was no longer his to enjoy alone, and that coming here would only remind him more of her. Pulling out his reading glasses, he dejectedly pulled a manila folder out and tried to concentrate on the reports that needed processing, hoping to drown out any distractions from his surrounding. Several hours later, as he filed the updates in the file cabinet, he was surprised to hear the door unlock and open behind him, frowning as he turned and saw Dana walk in and close the door behind her. "What are *you* doing here?" he asked as she walked over and placed a basket on her desk. He noticed she had changed again, wearing an open dress shirt over a loose tee-shirt, giving a nice overall picture of someone out to relax, wearing a comfortable skirt to finish off the ensamble. Sitting down in his chair, he opened the next folder and glanced over the contents, trying to ignore her. "I thought you would like something to eat" she said, not moving from where she stood, looking down at him as he pretended to read. "Thanks, but I'm not really hungry" he said with a smile, pulling out a pen to mark some notes, not really knowing what he was writing, but trying to do something to keep himself occupied. "How did you get back so soon?" he finally asked, looking up at her, and instantly regretting it as he took in her features. "Agent Murry's wife went into labor, so, here I am" she said, smiling. "So what would you like?" she asked, opening the basket and rummaging through the contents. "I'm really not hungry Dana" he replied, looking back down at the papers in front of him. Seeing her right now would *not* help the situation at all. Ignoring his attempts to put her off, she started taking the contents of the basket and laying them out on her desk, taking time to shrug off her outer shirt, revealing her bare arms in the sleeveless shirt beneath it. Hanging it over the back of her chair, she smiled as he tried to bury himself in the report. "Someone went to a lot of trouble to cook ribs that are really quite good" she said, hoping to get him out of his shell. "so I brought some back for you" "You really should get back to your weekend, and I *do* have a lot of work which I know would ruin your fun" Scully sighed as she walked around the desks to take away the papers from in front of him and neatly close the folder before putting them down to the side. "Dana, I have work to do" he said dejectedly, knowing that she was going to try anyway. "Mmmm" she said with a smile, sitting on the edge of the desk in front of him, bringing her hand to his cheek. All work and no play makes Mulder a dull boy" she said softly, leaning in and catching him by surprise as her lips met his and her tongue explored his mouth. Surprised as he was, he found himself kissing her back, as his hand went up to her waist and rested there. //This is crazy!// he though as he pulled himself away and whipped his mouth with the back of his hand, still enjoying her taste. "Oh, Mulder, exactly *why* not?" she asked sitting back up as she looked down at him, enjoying the flush that had come to his face. "Because I'm ugly and no one here respects me" he replied from behind his shaking hand, evidence of his pain in his voice. "and because I heard you laugh with them". "I don't know exactly what you heard" she said leaning down to add emphasis to her words. "but *I* wasn't laughing. I was in a stall changing and didn't bother to take the time to tell them just how wrong they were" Bringing his hand down and whipping his palm on his pants, she saw him frown. "It's really all right Dana, I know what I look like to others" he said softly, looking down at the floor as tears formed. Reaching out between them, Dana touched his hair, feeling how soft each strand felt between her fingers. "You are many things, special agent Mulder, but one thing for certain, you are definitely *not* ugly." she said softly "Damn it! but I wish you only knew how hard it is for me to keep my hands off of you. You *are* the kind of man that those women will never deserve to have." Hearing the soft tenderness in her voice, he was surprised to look up and see a the trail of a tear down her cheek. He lifted one hand and softly brushed the tear away, suddenly reaching out and pulling her down into his lap and pulling her head down to his. As their lips met and pulled at each other, he felt her arms around him and they held each other as he had always wanted to. Finally coming up for air, they both laughed as they realized his glasses had fogged up. "Sorry about that" she said with a chuckle, reaching for them and placing them on the desk. "I should have taken those off right away" she said looking into his eyes. "I guess I wasn't expecting to do that" he said, feeling embarrassed as he realized he had become hard having felt the her body against him. "I like those glasses," she responded, enjoying the feel of him below her. "I look like a geek with them" he added trying to change position without letting her know her affect on him. "You do not!" she said firmly, not letting him move as she moved over him, feeling her self getting wet at the feel of his growing hardness. Hearing the truth of her words, he was surprised as she seemed to be comfortable with him. "Why do you like some things about me which others don't?" he asked, knowing that she would have felt him now and appeared to be enjoying herself. "Perhaps because I love you" she said as he brought his hand up and softly brushed her cheek, stroking it with trembling fingers. "I love you too Dana" he said as she lowered her head and kissed him, their lips joining together and pressing as their tongues urgently explored. Trying to shift his position, the chair rolled backwards into the counter behind them, as he locked the wheels of the chair with his feet. Not bothering to say anything more, his hand hesitantly brushed the edge of her shirt as he strained to feel her beneath it. Pulling it out, he moaned softly as he moved his hand over her bare back, pleasantly surprised not to find a bra strap. He quickly moved around to the front, hungrily cupping her breast with his hands for the first time, feeling the softness as he had imagined it, his thumb finding her hard nipple and rubbing it gently between his fingers as she moaned between their lips. He found himself rubbing harder as she parted their lips and moved over his cheek, moaning low from the back of her throat as he massaged her breast. Pulling away from him, she grinned as her fingers moved down to the waist of his pants. Unbuckling the belt, she unzipped his pants and gasped again as she gently rubbed his cock through the opening in his underwear, her fingers wrapping around the taught skin, stroking down to the base and back up below the swollen head, feeling him harden even further in her grasp. Not wanting to wait any more, he gently helped her as she moved to straddle him in the chair as he ran his hands up the back of her legs, keeping his eyes on hers, feeling the softness of her ass as he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. Looking down at him she gently rubbed her pussy against is straining cock, her pubic hair massaging his shaft as he groaned and moved his hips. Standing she sucked in her breath as she felt his head against her clit, and slowly settled on it as he moved inside, parting her lips and forcing her tightness open. Feeling her around him was too much as she moved up and down, her wetness and grip more than he could handle, he felt his body spasm as he erupted inside her, pumping his seed deep into her pussy, his testicles straining to give more as he gasped and pulled her to him, hungrily pulling one of nipples into his mouth and then more of her breast as he heard her gasp and cum with him. Releasing her breast, he turned his head and rested it against her chest. He almost felt like crying as he had wanted her for so long and now they had done it. "I'm sorry Dana, I didn't..." he said softly, enjoying the soft skin of her breast against his cheek. "We're not done yet" she said, rising from his lap, and relishing the feeling of his limp cock sliding out of her, leaving both their juices running down her legs. Settling back on his desk, she brought her legs up to his shoulders and pulled him to her as he looked at her moist clit, not quite sure what she wanted him to do. "Make love to me with that" she asked urgently. "You want me to?" he said, doubting himself, enjoying the aroma of their juices before him. "Please" was all she said, leaning back and looking down at him. Gently moving his head, he rubbed his nose against her butt, bringing a finger up to gently rub the moist swollen lips. Inserting two fingers gently into her, he felt her lay back and gasp, her hips moving against him as her legs held him in position. She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers move inside, his nose on her bud was the best as he crossed and uncrossed his fingers, moving them around, pulling them gently in and out as he pressed his face harder against her. Lost in the pleasure of his touch she arched back and exploded, clamping down on his fingers as she cried out in orgasm. Listening to her cry out, he smiled as she said his name in a hoarse voice, her hips moving against his face, her pubic hair gently rubbing against his forehead. Making love to her with his mouth, enjoying the sounds she made as she came. Holding one another, they shifted so that they were both up on the desk in each others arms, their lips together as they explored and savored the moment. **************************** Lying with her curled over his side, he gently stroked the soft strands of her hair, "So, you mentioned some ribs?" Mulder asked with a smile, not wanting to ever leave this time and place. "Yes, I did." She replied wistfully, "Why don't you try some?" she said, gently nuzzling *his* ribs, enjoying the feel of him against her as she relaxed. "I don't want this to end...." He said with a sigh, knowing that it would. Gently pulling her hair, he looked at the wet strands from their earlier fun. "I love you Dana" he said softly, knowing that he didn't want to hide it anymore. "I love you too" she responded softly, enjoying the contact between them. "This isn't a one night stand Mulder, if we take a break to eat, we don't have to leave" she added, moving to lean on her elbow and gently kissing his chest. Watching her lips gently move against him, he laughed as his stomach growled loudly. Seeing her smile in return, he slowly rolled away and stood as she watched him from the desk. Smiling as he felt the soft cushion of her chair against him, he looked over the contents of the basket. "I cant believe you got me everything I like" he said, enjoying both the taste of the ribs and the view of her lying in front of him, her eyes closed as he took in the details of her breasts and nipples, remembering how they had tasted in his mouth. Watching her stomach rise and fall, he smiled as he moved down to her soft pubic hairs, recalling the feel of them against his face a she came. Smiling as she knew he was watching her, she wasn't surprised at how much it seemed to turn her on, his eyes moving over her body. "We've been partners long enough, I think I'd know what you like" she replied, feeling her body begin to react, as she wondered what thoughts were going through his mind. "There is only one problem now" she said, musing at how things were changing for them. "And that is?" he asked between bites, noticing that her nipples were hard under her shirt, again as her hand moved to gently caress them as he had done earlier. "I love you" she said, turning her head and looking into his eyes. Smiling at the shared feeling, he enjoyed her captivating gaze. "That isn't a problem, that's a fringe benefit" he said, taking another bite. ****************** They where together on the floor. Dana had spread out a blanket. Mulder was laying beside her, his eyes half opened/half closed. For the first time in a long time, he looked relaxed. Scully sipped the wine she had brought with her. "Tell me, do you always dress like this for a picnic?" Mulder drawled. "Not usually. I hope you didn't mind." "I liked it." Mulder's eyes closed. She could almost visibly see the walls between them, going back up. He walled himself up against pain. In the years they had been partnered, Mulder hadn't had a serious relationship. She had only met Phoebe Green once, talked to her many times on the phone. Her never letting the relationship with Mulder fully drop. Scully hated her. How could anyone hurt someone like Mulder? Not only that, but take a kind of sick pleasure in hurting. Hurting him so badly that he couldn't trust anyone enough to open his heart. In one way she felt as if she knew him better then she knew herself, another...there was so much she was learning about him. His fingers, long, thin. She could still remember the feel of those fingers inside her. The taste of her juices on his lips. The feel of his arms around her. Dana Scully knew one thing. She didn't want this to end tonight. She put the remains of the food up, then she laid down on her side beside him. Reaching out, she touched him - feeling him tense up under her fingers. "Mulder, I'm not like Phoebe, I'm not going to hurt you." "I know," "Everytime she calls, your walls go up stronger. Sometimes I think that you'll never let me through those walls." "No matter how many times I change my phone number, she finds me. She always tells me about her latest boyfriend, how much better they are compared to me." There was pain in his eyes. "I am a bad lover, I know that. I thought it would be different between us. But it wasn't, I failed......" "Damn it Mulder, your not a bad lover! A bad lover would have only thought about himself, and wouldn't have taken the time to love me the way you did." Tears of anger burned her eyes. "I hate her, I hate her for hurting you so badly that you will never be able to trust me." "Your the only one I trust." tears glistened in his eyes, he sat up. "Even when I can't trust myself, I can trust you. Phoebe couldn't take that from me." Dana kissed him, feeling his tears in their kiss. Mulder's arms went around her. She could feel him shake gently in her arms. As the kiss intensified, she could feel his hand at to the edge of her skirt, his fingers running up her thigh. "Your beautiful." he whispered to her, before he kissed her again. They kissed for awhile, then she pulled away from Mulder a bit, and took off her T-shirt. Her lovers eyes where dark with desire as he started working on unbuttoning his own. Dana reached out to help him, opening his shirt, running her hands over his bare chest. Gently kissing her lips, he ran kisses slowly down her neck. Moving lower, as his lips found her hard nipple, pulling it between his teeth and gently sucking on on it. This felt good, very good, she thought, feeling his tongue moving against her as she brought her hand on the back of his head, gently pushing him closer, feeling him pull her breast into his mouth. His hand moved up her thigh, finding her bud, gently stroking it back and forth, up and down, pressing against it. Scully shifted so he could reach her more. The stroking grew more intense. Her hips began to buck in time with the fingers as he pressed his face against her. The fire inside her grew and she came, suddenly reaching its peak as she gasped and cried out. Mulder's lips left her breast, and he pulled her to him, holding her close. She could feel his hardness pressing against her. His lips caressing her forehead. "Was that all right?" "it was wonderful." she told him. She noticed that he made no move to make love to her. She pulled away from him a bit. "Make love to me, please." "I did." her fingers found his cock, and through his pants she began to stroke it as he groaned in the back of his throat. "I want to feel you inside me." "What if I fail?" he finally asked. "What if you didn't? Please Fox." she pleaded. he kissed her again, then he pulled away from her, standing up, taking off his pants, putting them across his chair. he was hard, very hard. he stood there for a moment, his back to her. Scully got up, and went over to him, touching his back. he turned to her, kissing her, passionately, crushing her to him. As they kissed. he turned her, and pushed her agianst his desk. ************************ She was leaning over his desk as she gently pumped her from behind, his hands on her hips as she groaned from the desktop. He felt himself losing control as he moved faster. He had fantasized of her in this position, her legs spread, her soft skin beneath his fingers. Crying out as he came, he pushed her against the desk as he heard her cry out with him, her muscles griping him and pulling his cum out into her, as he slumped back and collapsed in the chair. He enjoyed the view of her as she stayed over the desk, her ass framing her mound, their fluids glistening on her legs and lips. "Oh god that was intense" she finally said as she turned and pulled herself up on his desk, facing him as she leaned back. Sweat ran down her chest, some pooling on her stomach as she move her fingers between her legs. She felt his eyes on her as she gently rubbed her swollen lips, enjoying the lubrication he had added as she lifted her legs. She ran her fingers gently up and down, enjoying his eyes watching her as she felt herself beginning to respond. He sat back in wonder as he watched her play with herself, tenderly parting her lips a she moved her fingers up and down, lifting her legs up and spreading them for him. Suddenly her movements quickened as she began to gasp, her mouth open and a cry ringing out as she came again, her voice sounding relief as well as joy. Surprised to find himself growing hard again, he was even more surprised to see her come and settle on him, her slick skin adding to his pleasure as she guided him in. The feel of her hot cunt was almost more than he could withstand, feeling her tightness around him as she slowly moved up and down, stopping as the back of his head reached her lips and then slowly down until her lips were against his balls. Bringing his hands up her back, he gasped as she leaned back into them and began to move her hips faster as she kept him all the way inside, suddenly crying out as she came again, his control lost as he began to move his hips as well. Realizing that he was getting close, he stood as she wrapped her legs around him, her lips moving to his as she set her down on the desk, moving his thrusts against her, putting his hands around her ass, lifting her up each time he thrusted. Picking her up while he was deep inside, he carried her to the wall, the only thing that kept her from falling was holding onto him. he began to thrust with abandon. The excitement grew in Dana, and she came, again and again. The orgasms rolling one after the other. She heard Mulder's cry animal-like as he came, filling her with his hot fluid, his geyser spraying deep inside as her muscles clamped down on him. **************** Lying in each others arms, to exhausted to move, he stroked her tangled hair as she clung to him, their sweat moving between them. "Can I tell you a secret?" she said softly, gently stroking his side. "Please do" he smiled in reply, feeling completely drained for the first time, knowing that he had finally succeeded where he had failed with Phoebe. "I've got to confess, this is the best sex that I've ever had" she said blissfully "and I wouldn't lie to you about that" Rubbing her arm he looked down at her, "I'm glad" he said softly, kissing the top of her head. "I love you Dana" he said without any hesitation. "And I you" she replied squeezing closer to him. "You want to go back to the picnic?" he asked, knowing that he could now face the others without any anxiety. "I think I've got a good vacation right here" she told him as she rubbed her cheek against his chest. "Want to spend the entire weekend in our office?" he deadpanned, "I suppose the night watchman would find out though" he laughed quietly. Dana hit him with her head in response "I only want you" she said with a smile. "You want to make this permanent?" he asked, hoping she would. "I'm in for the long run." She responded, running her hand over his chest. "So, shall we move this to your place or mine?" she asked, knowing they needed more private confines for the weekend. "But we turn off the phones." He said with a smile. "You mean you don't want to be called into work?" she teased. "Nope, not this weekend." "Good," Dana said as she stood and began gathering her clothing. Watching her begin to dress, he felt his desire growing again a she moved about. Surprised to see him hard again, she smiled as she looked down at him. "Your never quite satisfied are you?" Pulling himself to his feet, he simply smiled, running his hand against her cheek and pulling her to him as their lips met and their tongues danced.