Cleaning Day by Lolabeegood E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached Rating: R Categories: S, R Keywords: Mulder/Scully romance Spoilers: Up to and including IWTB, but this takes place before it. Summary: A day in the life of Fox Mulder while living in long-term isolation. Author's Notes: Just a little something that has been working itself out in my head and I thought I'd write it out. Honourable mention goes to Elvis Costello's songs many songs which are totally ripped off here and Toilet Duck cleanser. I do not own the characters or the songs. I do not make any money from this. Enjoy! ************************************* "She's been a bad girl. She's like a chemical." He sang as his hips swayed "Though you try to stop it, she's like a narcotic." Mulder rinses out the sink and shoves the cleansers in the cupboard as he shuffles around on the linoleum. Elvis Costello blasts throughout the house as he makes his rounds. It was a "Best Of" compilation Scully made for him, and he'd made his way through 'Alison', 'She' and 'Radio, Radio' already as he cleaned the kitchen. The dishes were done and put away, the counters wiped and he was feeling quite pleased with himself. Going for broke, he goes to the closet and grabs the vacuum cleaner. "She says, 'Are you looking up my skirt?' When you say 'No'. She says 'Why not?'" he sings as he pushes the machine around the room picking up the dust bunnies that have formed in the last week. He shoves some mismatched shoes in the closet and grabs a pillow off the floor and throws it onto the couch. Mulder clutches a cloth and sloppily dusts around things sitting on the table taking no care to move them and dust under them. As long as nothing gets put out of place no one will know dust exists under the lamp. "Some things are too personal, " he croons as he unplugs the vacuum cleaner and wraps up the cord "Too intimate to spill, And gentlemen don't speak of them, And this one never will." He walks to the main floor linen closet and grabs a fresh set of brown towels from it. He moves efficiently to the washroom and changes them with the old ones that are slightly askew on the towel holder. He sprays the mirror and quickly wipes it clean. The sink is next as it gets wiped down and speedily rinsed with little attention to detail. The toilet brush comes out and he squirts it with Toilet Duck before running it around the bowl once and flushing. "He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge," he sings as he drops the lid "He stands to be insulted and he pays for the privilege." As he bends down to put the glass cleaner under the sink his lose fitting jeans start to fall over his hips and he hikes them up. Mulder notes that the soap is a mere sliver next to the sink as he grabs a fresh bar from the vanity and unwraps it placing it haphazardly next to the sink. He looks at his reflection in the mirror and observes that Scully will need to cut his hair soon, maybe tonight. He exits the small bathroom and grabs the vacuum cleaner that sits at the bottom of the stairs where he last left it. "The toast of the town and the talk of the bedroom, You're so lovable" he sings as he makes his way up the stairs "You're so sweet, You're so honest, You say `I'll be true to you boy'" He walks immediately into the washroom and begins to spray the mirror and wipe down the sink at the same time. Mulder marvels at his efficiency and thinks that if he can finish this task early there will be time to go for another run before she gets home from work. He tackles the toilet with the same attention as the toilet downstairs--merely running the brush around it once before flushing the cleanser into the sewer system. He throws fresh blue towels on the rack and slam dunks the old ones into the hamper in the corner of the bedroom. "There's a story in your voice, Both by damage and by choice" he sings softly as he strips their bed "It tells of promises and pleasure, And a tale of wine and woe." "Mulder!" she calls from downstairs but he doesn't hear her over the music. Shucking off her coat she smells the cleaners that he has used and smiles. She hangs her coat on the hook and walks into the kitchen to put away the groceries she bought. He shoots the sheets into the laundry hamper and does a small dance around the room after the 'swoosh'. Going to the linen closet in the hallway he grabs a fresh set of yellow sheets, takes them into the room and begins assembling the bed. She walks up the stairs and pulls her hair out of the pony tail she has taken to wearing at work. When she gets to the landing she pauses outside of their bedroom door as she listens to his soft voice sing along with the music on the stereo downstairs. "Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell, I don't think I can live without you, And I know that I never will, Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death, I can't say anymore than 'I love you', Everything else is a waste of breath, I want you." He croons. She smiles to herself and enters the room. He hears her behind him and turns to smile in her direction as the music continues to play. He idly throws a freshly cased pillow to the head of the bed. She closes the distance between them and he places one hand around her waist and grasps her other hand with his. She looks up at him, surprised by the frivolity or his actions and mood. They slowly dance in one spot avoiding the duvet the lays piled on the floor at their feet. "The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark It scares you witless But in time you see things clear and stark I want you Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop I want you I'm afraid I won't know where to stop I want you I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you I want you I want to know the things you did that we do too I want you" He leans down and captures her mouth in a fervent kiss. She replies with equal passion as her hands drift up to clamp on either side of his face and pull him toward her even more. He begins to un-tuck her shirt from her pencil skirt and feel around for the side zipper. She moves her hands from his face to the waist band of his loose-fitting jeans where she promptly puts both hands down the back of them and notes that he's not wearing underwear today. She grabs his ass possessively with her fingers and clutches it toward her. His body smacks up against hers and she feels his hard cock pressed into her belly. He lets her skirt drop to the floor and pool with the duvet. He moves his hands towards the skinny sides of her lacy underpants and he runs his fingers along the edge. He feels her shiver against him and he smiles at the power he holds over this woman. He takes his mouth from hers as he hears her gasp for a breath and starts to plant not-so-gentle kisses along her neck while undoing the buttons on her sleeveless blouse. She pushes his pants over his slight hips and they hit the floor with a 'whoosh' sound. 'Two points' smiles to herself as her hands start to hike up his navy blue t-shirt. He breaks contact with her clavicle for a moment to pull it over his head. She runs her hands along his bare back and his bare ass noting the nuances and the dips as he continues to make headway with her blouse. "I want you," he says softly against her breast as he roughly pushes her strapless bra down to her waist without undoing it exposing her milky breasts. He encapsulates almost an entire breast in his mouth as she moans and her head falls back. He maneuvers her to the bed and she drops down on the clean yellow fitted sheet on her back. He crawls up on top of her cougar-like and she smiles up at him thinking how naughty this afternoon has become. His fingers and shift the crotch of her underpants to the side so he can enter her without removing them. She lies beneath his naked body with a bra housed at her waist and underwear on as he begins to pump in and out of her. There is nothing gracious or soft in their movements as she arches her hips towards him and he pounds into her below. Her mouth opens into a wide circle as his thumb finds her clit and harshly rubs it as he slides in and out of her. "Mulder" she huffs below him as he feels her vagina spasm around him. Once her body relaxes and releases he pulls his thumb from inside her and leans his naked frame more fully into her. He cages her head with his arms on either side of her and she wraps her legs more fully around his back. He spasmodically pumps in and out of her until he bursts inside. "Oh, god" he screeches as his juice flows and his body twitches around her. She smiles up at him and places her two hands on his cheeks grounding him and letting him know she sees his pleasure. When the waves of his orgasm pass he rolls to the side of her, pulling his juice-covered penis with him. The two lovers lay side by side on the bed panting and revealing in the latest act. Mulder reaches over and grasps her hand in his, squeezing it tightly and pulling it toward his pounding chest. She feels the heat radiating from his sweaty body and the quick taps that come from the heart that is encased inside of him. The heart that belongs to her. "It was worth changing the sheets again" he quips as she rolls towards him and laughs. ************************************* The end.