Scully's Gift

Scully's Gift
By doggettfann
NC-17
MSR relationship established, M/S, M/S/SK Threesome fic
(Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters)

J. Edgar Hoover Building
10:46 A.M.


I led the way into the basement office as Scully followed
close behind. I could smell her thin-scented musky perfume faintly on
my own skin.

"Mulder," Scully whined, "when do I get to see my present?"

"What present?" I teased before popping a few sunflower seeds
into my thirsty mouth.

"In San Fran, you got me a gift. I know you did. Damn it,
Mulder! Give it to me!"

"Give it to you?" I smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Not in the office, Mulder," she corrected and backed away
from me.

"Oh, come on, Scully. You always say that..."

" I always say that because we agreed that we'd keep it
quiet." She cast me a stern look with those beautiful blue eyes
before one of them winked at me.

"Look, Scully," I said, lowering my tone. "I know that. But
wouldn't it be fun if just for one time, just one time we could play
here...the way we do at home?"

"The present, Mulder."

"Right. Here." I handed her the small white sack.

She looked like a smiling little girl on Christmas morning.
Scully grabbed the sack from my hands and opened it. Her small
fingers reached inside and pulled out the gift.
Her face turned as red as her hair.

"Mulder!" she groaned. She punched me in the arm.

"Ouch!"

"It's a toy!" she exclaimed.

"A sex toy, Scully. It's a remote controlled butterfly
vibrator."

She crammed it back in the bag. "Why'd you get me that?"

"Because, Agent Scully, you said that you wanted something fun
and I thought we could have fun with it..." Her embarrassed eyes wandered
from the tiled floor to the pencils in the ceiling and back to my eyes.
"Thank you. We can use it tonight."

"You hate it."

"No," she said gently touching my arm. Our eyes locked. "I
really like it."

"Good." All I could see was her hot body riding me the night
before. I knew she was thinking about it, too.
The phone rang, breaking my daydream.
"Mulder," I said.

"Agent Mulder, this is Kim. The A.D. asked me to call you.
The meeting he is in has gone way over schedule. It'll be a few more
hours before he can meet with you for your next assignment. But he
asks that you be patient. He'll get to you as soon as possible."
"No problem," I replied and thanked her.

"Who was that?" she asked as I watched her red lips form the
words. My cock stiffened. I quickly closed my eyes and played out
the events the night before when those same red lips had massaged me
to orgasm.

"Kim. Skinner's meeting went over. We have a few hours.
Wanna play?

"Mulder, I do. I do. But we went over this..."

"Go put the damn thing on. I wanna see if it works. Test
it."

"Mulder..."

"It's not like we have anything to do. Noone will even know."
I handed it to her.
"Oh, alright, G-Man. But just for a test
drive, so to speak."

She took it to the women's room as I searched my desk drawer
frantically for 3 AAA batteries. I finally found them in my TV remote
control.
She came back into the room. My loins burned to think that I
was in control of her body. I could literally push her buttons and
she couldn't do anything about it. I know my grin must have been
devilish as my eyes wandered down to her crotch.
"It's on. Hurry up. This makes me nervous."

Just as I was about to push the button, Skinner rushed in.
"Agents," he greeted, out of breath.

"Sir," Scully jumped.

"My meeting went over then it ended abruptly. The speaker's
wife went into labor. He had to go, thank Heaven, so I'm free. You
wanna come on up?"

Damn, why didn't he just have Kim call?
Scully cast me a look that made me wish I could find a hole to
hide in. Here she was wearing this thing and we had to go to
Skinner's office. The remote control was in the pocket of my trench
coat. Now, this could be fun.


Assistant Director Walter Skinner's Office
11:23 A.M.

We sat nervously in the chairs before Skinner's desk.
"How was your fifteen minutes of fame, agents?" he asked,
looking a bit light-hearted.

"We were on C.O.P.S., Sir," Scully smiled.

"You didn't seem to think it was so cool at the time," I
reminded her.

"Well, I have your next case. It's back in California. Your
flight leaves today at 1:00. Here are the papers," he explained,
pushing them in Scully's direction.

She stood up and bent over the desk, exposing the print of her
small, round ass to me.
As she took the papers from Skinner, I was tempted to press
the button. It had three speeds: slow vibrations, medium pace, and
spin cycle.
Scully sat back down as Skinner talked about the case. I
looked over at Scully, who cut her bright eyes at me. I knew what I
had to do.

I shoved my left hand in my pants pocket and rubbed the head
of my stiff cock through the pocket lining. With my other hand, I
touched the slow vibrations knob. I watched her jaw drop and her eyes
widen.
My shaft grew harder.
I heard a light buzzing sound caused by Scully's new toy. I
closed my eyes and pictured it tickling her pink little clit.
"Mulder," she called.

"Yes, Scully?"

"Stop it."

"Stop what, Agent Scully?"

I knew I had her in between a rock and a hard place. She
couldn't tell Skinner what was going on because then he'd know that
she voluntarily wore the toy at work.

"Agents," Skinner called, demanding our attention.
I rubbed my cock harder with my fingers. It felt so
incredible. I knew she'd kill me when we got back to the basement.
She'd babble on about abuse of power and going against her will. But
right now, it felt good. And I saw the feared pleasure in her blue
eyes as well.

I looked back to Skinner. "Nice tie, Sir."

"Excuse me, Agent Mulder? We need to get these details worked
out."

"Yes, I agree. Nice tie."

He looked down to his tie. "Thanks."

"A.D. Skinner has taste in ties, Mulder. Unlike you."

I could tell she was angry with me. The look on her face was
priceless. I saw her lips quiver as her eyes pleaded with me to turn
off the vibration. But beyond that look, a deeper passion inside of
her wanted me to turn it up.
"Agents, do one of you have your cell phones on vibration? I
think you're ringing," Skinner said.

"Yes!" Scully sang, "Excuse me while I get it."

I knew what she was trying to do. She was going to take off
the toy. That's what her practical side wanted to do, but I knew her
sexual side. No ice queen there. I had held her writhing nudity in
my arms. I had tasted her sweetness as she buckled under my tongue.
I had watched her little redhead bobbing up and down on my dick. I
had felt her wetness on my flesh.
I knew I had to cum. It was naughty. Just the thought of
exploding in Skinner's office while playing with her pussy this way
was enough to send a wet dribble into my Hanes.

"No, Scully," I said, giving her that in-control look. She
liked it when I took over.

"I think we need to listen to Skinner first."

"You do?" they said together.

"Yes," I said softly and kicked it on up to medium pace.

"Oh, yes, Mulder," she whispered. I knew she wanted to enjoy
it. I gave her permission with my eyes. Yet, that stubborn little
bitch side put up another fight against the rhythm pounding on her
twat.

"Let's make it quick."

I was in luck. Construction workers began drilling away
outside the office window. The noise drowned out the buzzing sound
that came from Scully's panties.
I saw her twitch and reposition herself.
"Mulder, we need to talk, in private," Scully said.

"Agent Scully, do you have a problem with Agent Mulder?"

Skinner said, sensing the tension. He pulled off his glasses and
looked her in the eye.
I knew that everything was arousing her right now: Skinner's
face, his hands, his glasses. And me: my amused expression, my
gaze....and all of the above aroused me.
"No." She was quick to answer and quicker to look away.

"Fox, Goddammit!" Skinner spat. "You better tell me what is
going on here since Agent Scully seems to be avoiding me.

"Yeah. I think I might better tell you."

"No, Mulder!" Scully pleaded.

I pushed the rhythmic beating up to spin cycle.
"Oh!" Scully gasped. "Oh, yeeeesssss!"

Scully knocked her head back. She bucked in the seat.
Concern took over Skinner's face. "Dana? Are you hurting?"

"No, Walter, I mean Skinner, baby....I'm oh, I'm almost there,
Mulder."

So was I.

"Almost where?" Skinner asked.

"Sir," I asked, being braver than I had ever been. I knew if
he didn't go for this, we'd both lose our jobs. But I counted on the
fondness that I knew he had for Scully to make this work. "Sir," I
continued, "Scully is about to reach orgasm.

"Mulder!" she shouted, half scolding, half moaning.

"Ride it, baby," I said, rubbing myself harder. Scully saw
the motion in my pocket. A naughty grin parted her red lips. She
closed her eyes and then looked to Skinner.

"Are you serious?" Skinner gasped, sweat beading up on his
forehead.

"Oh, yes, Sir," Scully confirmed, finally giving into the
pleasure zone between her thighs.

"Call out his name, Scully. Say it. Say Skinner."
"Mulder?" she questioned.

"Come on, say it."

"Skinnnnner."

I could tell she was close to orgasm.

"Agents, this is highly irregular behavior. I could write you
up for this shit..."

"But you won't. You won't do that, Sir. Because you badly
want to pull out your dick and get off with her."

"Mulder, this better not be a set up." The sweat beads began
to roll down his face. He loosened his tie as he looked at Scully in
disbelief.

"Do it, Sir," Scully urged.

He hesitated for a moment. Them he cut his dark eyes at me.
I saw the hunger for her in them. "Lock the fuckin' door, Mulder."

He quickly called Kim and said to hold all calls.
"I didn't know that you two were into this kind of thing,"
Skinner nervously said. I knew he was at a loss for words.

" Drop your pants, Sir," I demanded.

I didn't have to tell him twice. As he reached for his belt,
I saw a huge imprint in his crotch.

"Scully," I called. "Look at Skinner. Look what he is doing
for you. He's going to cum for you and so am I.

"Yeah," she said, riding the toy.

"Sir, take your cock in your hands," I ordered.

"You don't give me orders, Agent Mulder," he said, shaking his
head.

"Not on the record, but when it comes to Scully's pussy, I
do."

That was enough to send Scully into orgasm. She threw back
her head and came on herself, right there in Skinner's chair.
"Oh, Goddamn," Skinner sighed.

"Yeah, cum baby," I coached her. She loved me to tell her
what to do.

I liked being in charge. In the real world, nobody ever
listens to me but at that moment, I made all the rules as Skinner and
Scully obeyed my erotic commands.
Skinner's pants fell to the floor. He was wearing blue silk
boxers.
"Jack yourself, Sir. Scully, get over her and fuck me."

She was eager. I tore off her skirt and burst open her
blouse. A quick snap took off her bra and exposed her perky nipples.
"Oh, fuck," Skinner moaned as he stood up, watching her little
body.

I bent to taste her tit. As I nibbled, I watched her looking
at Skinner. Her eyes locked with his as I did perverse things to her
body.
I knew she was impressed with the size of his large shaft.
It made me throb.
"I'm gonna fuck her, Sir."

"Do it," he urged.

I pulled the toy from her twat, revealing her tiny vagina and little strip
of red pubic hair. A.D. Skinner was beating away at his penis.
"Fuck me, Mulder," Scully said, bringing her eyes back to mine.

I sat her on Skinner's desk, moving his name plaque out of the way.
She lay back and spread her thin legs. I entered myself into her pulsing wetness.
"Ohhhhh," I moaned.

The construction outside quieted just long enough to hear the smacking sound of
my dick slamming inside her, and then it started back up again.
"Oh, fuck her Mulder. Fuck that sweet thing."

I knew Skinner wanted in on it. I knew Scully wanted it.
That thought made me erupt inside of her.
"Fuuuuuuuckkk," I exhaled.
"Get over here, Sir," I said, pulling myself out of her.

"You gonna let me have some of that, Mulder?" His eyes were practically begging.

"I think so. I think Scully has her eye on that big A.D. dick, don'tcha Scully?

"Umhum," she nodded, a little unsure if I was game.

Skinner was grinning like a cat.
"I been wanting you since you were hired in. I love hot little redheads," he mumbled as
he took my place. I sat in his chair and watched them.
Scully flushed.
He pushed his way slowly in her hot flesh. My cum was still fresh inside of her.
"Give it to her, Sir."

Scully wrapped her legs around his thick back as he picked up the pace.
He fondled her little breasts.
"Motherfucker, Mulder. This is some good pussy! Goddamn, you lucky bastard!
Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah, baby!"

"Oh, Siiiiiirrrrr! Shit! You're so huge," she said.

He porked her twat several times then, grabbed her body and flipped her over.
She bent over his desk. She was facing me.
As Skinner's thick rod slammed into her hole, her aroused blue eyes focused
right into mine.
"Let me suck it," she whispered.

I stood up and entered it into her warm mouth.
I watched Skinner sweat as he held her on his dick. She tasted mine.
"You like that, Scully, baby? You like being a naughty girl in the A.D.'s office?
You like the A.D.'s dick? Does it feel good to my baby? Fuck him, Scully.
Make his dick as happy as you made mine."

"Suck his prick, Scully," Skinner chimed in. He gave her a light slap on her hips.
"You got two G-men's dicks in you Scully. You like that?"

"I like that Mulder," she said, then swallowed my dick again.

"I'm gonna blow," Skinner said before throwing his head back and pulling his dick
out. Cum shot from his head and landed all over Scully's curvaceous back.

That was more than I could stand. I shot all down her throat.

"Fuck yeah," Skinner said as he tapped his boner on her back.
She swallowed the last of my semen and looked up to me with her big, blue eyes
watering over from being chocked by my meat.


12:02 P.M.

Skinner and I cleaned Scully up. She put her toy back on because
there was no place else to hide it.

"Agents, I hope you will concur that this never happened."

"What Sir?" Scully played along with a wink.

"Good girl," he nodded.

"Agent Mulder?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Never. It's a federal top secret."

"Good. Now, get on your plane."

"Yes, Sir."

We had spent all of our extra time with the A.D., so we had to head
straight for the airport.

As we boarded the jet, I remembered that Scully was still wearing the
toy. The remote was in my hand. Oh, what a fun flight this would be.
Talk about flying the friendly skies.