Title: One Lonely Night
Classification: written for the Scullyfic 155 Word Badfic Challenge "One Lonely Night"
Rating: PG

It had been several minutes since Scully had last seen Fox Mulder, and
she already missed him more than life itself.  She saw that one of his
hairs had fallen onto her jacket and she picked it up and caressed it
and pretended it was him.  It just wasn't the same, somehow.

Her loneliness consumed her like Eugene Victor Tooms would consume a
liver.  She cried and cried.  "I'll always be alone!  It is the way of
the pathologist!"  To console herself she ate several pints of Ben and
Jerry's and drank a few bottles of wine.  Then she cleaned her gun in
her special strawberry shampoo.

Then the door opened and it was Mulder!  "I forgot my car keys in your
bathroom." he said.

"Oh, Mulder, never leave me again!" cried Scully.  Then they made sweet
love.  Their coupling was glorious, not unlike the four-headed seraphim
that once made Scully drop her car keys.

The end

Title: One Lonely Night...The NC-17 Version

Classification: written for the Scullyfic 155 Word Badfic Challenge "One Lonely Night"
Author's note:  I can't believe I'm about to post this
Rating: NC-17

One lonely night, Scully invited Mulder into her bed.

Mulder accepted the invitation and took off Scully's shirt and bra.
Then Scully took off Mulder's pants.  Then Mulder took off Scully's
skirt and hose and panties.  Then Scully took off Mulder's shirt and
socks.

Mulder wrapped himself around Scully like a string around a bale of
hay.  He generously laved her right nipple until she was moaning like a
ghost whose rheumatism was acting up.  Then he moved to the neglected
other breast and did the same thing.  Meanwhile, Scully kissed her way
down Mulder's chest and took his throbbing manhood into her eager jaws.
Also, her right leg was behind his left ear and her other leg was
entwined with his, as his foot stroked that sensitive spot in the small
of her back.

They were both breathing heavily by this point, and soon they could wait
no longer.  Mulder's arrow of love thrust itself straight into the heart
of Scully's moist womanly passageway.  "Oh, Fox!" she cried as she
spasmed.  Their mutual climax was like a supernova had burst upon them
and all the stars in the galaxy called their names.

Then Mulder realized he was still wearing his underwear.  "Don't worry,
Mulder," Scully reassured him.  "I did it in pantyhose once."

The end
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