Going Lunar--Part 8 by Lolabeegood E-mail: lolabeegood@gmail.com Distribution: Archive freely with my name attached Rating: R Categories: S, R Keywords: Mulder/Scully RST, Post-Ep Spoilers: Everything up to and including The Unnatural Summary: A dark field and the night sky. Author's Notes: Just a little scene that has been working itself out in my head and I thought I'd put to paper. You might want to read the first 7 parts to see where I'm going with this one, but it still works on its own. I do not own the characters. I do not make any money from this. Enjoy! ************************************* After an hour of hitting one baseball after another, Scully wanted to call it quits. As much as she liked being snuggled in Mulder's embrace, she would rather it not involved a bat and ball at the moment. "Mulder," she said as she glanced up toward him, her hip digging into his groin. "This has been a great baseball lesson." "What? Are we done?" he asked surprised. "We've been hitting balls for an hour." She said honestly as he disengaged her from his embrace. "Hold up!" Mulder yelled to the poorboy as a ball flew past them. She turned to face him at home plate. "So, you're going home?" he asked. "No," she looked up at him. "Not yet." "Just a second," he said to her. She watched as he jogged out towards the poorboy. There was a brief discussion, Mulder then pulled out his wallet and paid the young man. As he jogged back towards her, Scully noticed the poorboy collecting the stray balls and moving the batting machine. "I have a cooler," he said as he guided her toward the bench. "A cooler?" she smirked. "I brought us some sodas and I picked up a little something for your birthday." "Mulder, my birthday was..." "Just go with it, Scully," he smiled down at her as he reached to open the cooler. "Voila!" She reached inside and grabbed a can of Coke from the cooler and noticed a small white box also contained within it. "So, you never played baseball with your brothers, Scully?" "I was relegated to shagging balls after they saw I couldn't hit." "They didn't try and teach you?" "My brothers were more interested in perfecting their own swing." She took a swig of her Coke. "In the end, I just ended up collecting bugs and examining them." "The early career of a forensic pathologist." "Something like that," she smiled at him as they both took a seat. "I take it you were a big player as a kid?" "I played ball all the time. Pick up games, organized teams...I loved it." "But you don't seem to play it now," she noted. "Baseball now is different." He sighed. "As an adult, you seem creepy if you approach a bunch of people you don't know at a park and ask to play." "I guess that's true," she chuckled. "Pick up basketball at the Y seems to work better for me, now." "I played field hockey at school one year. I really liked the team atmosphere," she offered. "What happened?" he asked as he took another drink. "We moved to another base. My new school didn't have a girl's field hockey team." "Oh," he said, genuinely saddened for her. "Maybe now's the time for some cake?" "Mulder, you didn't need to..." "It's just little," he said reaching into the cooler to get out the small white box. "Bye Mr. Luder!" the little boy called from the other side of the stands. "Thanks for your help!" Mulder turned to call after him. "No problem" the kid called back. "Hey!" Mulder called him again "when do the lights shut off?" "10 o'clock" the boy called from a distance. Scully glanced at her watch. It was almost 10pm. "Mulder, maybe we should pack up before we can't see anything," she suggested. "Cake first," he said as he quickly opened the box and pulled out one perfect cupcake with yellow icing on the top. "Oh, Mulder," she smiled. "Thank you." "I don't have any candles, but..." "It's perfect," she said as she took it from him, their fingers lightly grazing each other. "Make a wish." He instructed. She closed her eyes and thought intensely about something. She then opened them and, meeting his gaze, blew out the pretend candle. "Happy Birthday Scully," he said softly. She leaned forward and took a bite of her cupcake. "Oh, it's delicious," she muffled out. "Here Mulder, take a bite." He reached forward and took the cupcake from her. Instead of taking a bite, he placed it, without breaking her gaze, on the bench beside him. Leaning forward a little more, he kissed the side of her mouth where some icing had landed. "Lemony," he smiled at her as he didn't shift backwards. She turned her face towards his and leaned forward until their lips met. What she thought would be a soft kiss, turned into a passionate one as mouths worked against each other and their bodies scooted towards the other. There was a large 'clank' in the distance and they, both startled, parted. There was nothing to see because they were sitting in complete darkness. The lights had clicked off at 10 pm like the boy said they would. "Mulder, maybe we should..." she started. He finished her sentence as he leaned his body into hers and captured her mouth yet again. She wrapped her arms around his torso and leaned into him as well. Tongues played as mouths worked and hands roamed. She felt his hand tentatively reach for skin at the back of her waist. His hand was warm against her cool skin and he instantly made her feel like a furnace was blowing warm air on her. Her nipples hardened and her back arched as his warm hand slipped higher and higher up. He was struggling to maintain some sense of control. He wasn't sure how she felt about making out or making love in a darkened park. He was surprised; in some respects she hadn't called it quits already. He hoped she would at least invite him back to her place tonight, but wasn't counting on it. Then, he felt her cool hands move up the back of his loose shirt and roam over his taunt muscles. She moaned into his mouth and his penis became rock hard. "Scully," he started to say something. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be a gentleman and halt the activity or ask her permission to move forward. "Is there anyone else here?" she asked, out of breath. He smiled and a flash of his teeth caught her eye. "Just us and the crickets." She leaned forward and hungrily caught his mouth with hers. Mulder didn't think his penis could get any harder, but it did. She wanted this, here and now. He reached up the back of her shirt and undid her bra, freeing her breasts from their entrapment. His hands quickly moved to the front of her body and slowly, he moved the loose bra up and away from her perk breasts. Moving his hands back down he, almost religiously, cupped her two breasts at once and he felt a shudder run through her body and into his. "Oh, god," she whispered as they broke their kiss and she leaned her head into his shoulder. His hands shook as he rubbed his thumbs over her hard nipples and felt her breathing moist air into his shoulder. He felt her shift and start to rise off the bench. As his hands were attached to her, and not going anywhere anytime soon, he followed. When they both stood, he dropped his hands out from under her shirt and waited. He couldn't see her face very well and wasn't sure what to expect next. Had she come to a reasonable conclusion that this was not the right place to be doing this? He heard her reach for something and throw it to the ground. When he heard the keys rattle he knew it was his leather jacket. Then her hand reached for his and he felt her slowly lower herself to the ground. He followed, but not without inhibitions. In the heat of the moment, making love to her on a bench seemed reasonable, but now, on an open baseball diamond, he wasn't so sure. "Scully, we both have very nice apartments we can..." "I want some better baseball memories, Mulder." She said as he moved next to her on the ground, resting his head on his arm as he lay on his side. "Arthur did say, baseball keeps you young..." "Mulder, the last person I want to hear about while you are making love to me is Arthur Dales." She smiled over at him. "So, that's what your plan is, is it?" we waggled his eyebrows at her. Suddenly he felt her hand on his cock and his body felt like it was about to melt. "I think that's what you were thinking as well." She whispered. He leaned forward and, reaching behind her head, pulled her towards him in a zealous kiss. He felt her body roll towards his and her form blend with his as they lay on their sides kissing with their lips and swaying with their hips. Scully cupped his ass through his jeans and pulled him closer towards her. He groaned in her mouth and she smiled at the response. She reached for the button to his jeans and released it along with the zipper. She snaked her hand inside the small opening and felt his hard cock beneath his cotton boxers. He groaned again into her mouth and she felt him starting to shimmy his pants down his legs. He rolled more towards her as she felt him kick his shoes and pants off his feet, while never breaking their kiss. He was lying next to her in only his boxers and she was still fully clothed. Mulder realized the situation needed to change. He wanted to take off her pants but didn't want her to get cold. It was May but the night still had a chill to it. If he had thought the night would go in this direction he would have brought a blanket or a tent. He was secretly chastising himself when he felt her reach between them and undo her own pants. He placed his hands quickly over hers and took over, undoing the zipper. She smiled up at him and he gingerly moved the pants from her waist, over her hips and down her thighs. Her smiles never waivered and his hands stopped quivering. Her milky skin was exposed in the moonlight and she looked radiant. He shifted his hand back up to her stomach and gently massaged her exposed skin. "Are you cold?" he asked in a whisper. "No,' she said softly as she stroked the side of his face. He reached down further and skirted her panties with his hand, wondering if he was rushing things, but knowing they could not take forever in this environment. His fingers pushed under the material and his lovingly cupped her hairy mound. "Warmer," she said softly. He pulled her panties down and felt her leg fling them off to the side. He had a fleeting thought that those would be hard to find, later. He rolled slightly on top of her and she pushed her hands down the back of his boxers, gripping his ass with the action. She started to shove his boxers down over his ass but couldn't reach much farther than that in her current position. "I can..." he said as he took over their descent and found himself flinging them off his foot. He looked down at her white form in the moonlight and smiled. He was the luckiest man on the face of this earth and he was going to enjoy every second of this. His hard cock made contact with her mound and stomach pushing against her cool skin. He smiled down at her and she raised her head from the ground and languorously kissed his moist lips. Mulder shifted his body down slightly and he felt her legs part beneath him, her knees bend and her bare feet plant themselves on the ground. He took two fingers and slowly parted her lips. He wanted to be gentle and he wasn't sure if she was very lubricated. He slowly pressed his throbbing cock inside her, only to discover that she was slick and moist as he pushed deeper and deeper. "Oh, god," he moaned softly as he reached the end of her. "Are you okay?" "I'm amazing," she said softly as she stared to move her pelvis against him. "You're amazing." She felt his coarse hair tickling her thighs and his strong arms bracing himself above her. She had wondered what this position would feel like with him and was not surprised to find it both sexy and comforting at the same time. He withdrew his penis almost entirely and then slowly pushed it back inside of her. "Ohhhh," she sighed as he thrust into her. He leaned down to kiss her wet lips while he thrust into her other set of lips. She kissed him in return and they both continued to moan into the others mouth, showing the other what they enjoyed most as he moved inside her she rocked into him. Her hips swayed against him and he shuddered when he felt her walls clamp around his pulsating cock and her breasts press against his chest. She fiercely clung to his back as her body ached below him. "Mulderrrr!" she whispered, as if out of breath. Her body continued to rock beneath him as waves of pleasure passed over her face. When her orgasm was compete he allowed himself release. He was sure she was getting cold and that they needed to get out of here before some late-night dog walked stumbled upon them. He pumped into her not-so-gently now. His body convulsing and slapping against hers as his release awaited him on the other side. He felt himself burst inside of her and waves of warm liquid move from his body and into hers. "Oh, god, I love you." He said as he slumped over her body and waited for the palpitations to subside. Scully smiled radiantly as she rubbed his warm back, and lay, patiently waiting for him to recover as she looked up at the moon and the stars. ***************************************** The end.