A new idea again...
Fandom: X Files
Pairing: Scully/ Langly (Cutie)
Rating: M/NC17
Spoilers: Three of a kind
Summary: Kinda PWP. What if Langly took her to her hotel room after the autopsy thinking she was high or drunk or something to sleep it off? This is our favourite pairing yet it so so so rare! We hope to inspire others... Also this is plausible in the idea and pairing "cutie!"
Disclaimer: Sadly not ours so never happened
"Mulderbuddy, you a-okay?" Langly was slightly worried at the sight of Dana Scully collasped on the floor and giggling. Did someone slip something in her drink at the bar or was this her own doing? Maybe the stress caught up and she took a little something to take the edge off? Langly was guilty of doing that sometimes, before the Lone Gunmen, when it seemed to be too much in his head. Or was it a reaction of medication? Maybe she took something on the plane to get her over her fear? Any matter he had to get her out of here and straight headed before either of them get caught... this could ruin Scully's reputation and career if it got out and they were surrounded by people who would gladly let it happen, to use it to discredit her and Mulder's work in the X Files.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her up into standing up and he wrapped an arm around her waist and tried to get her walking to the locker rooms with out nose diving to the floor again. She leaned heavily against him as she almost stumbled along he opened the doors and checked the female locker room was empty before leading her in and sitting her on the bench.
"Er... Scully... You need a change of gear so we can blow this place incognito style." He opened the unlocked lockers until he found the neatly folded stack of clothes that must belong to Scully and pulled them out. After giving them to Scully he made his way back out the lockers to stand guard at the only exit and entrance to the room.
What was he meant to do? He couldn't reach the others in case they were hiding or undercover, a ringing phone may blow the game and the Lone Gunmen's room might be crawling with Them or bugs. It would have to be her hotel room, hoping that They might not have figured out her involvement yet. Langly was torn from his thoughts when he heard Scully come out almost dressed, her skirt was much shorter than he remembered and her top was half buttoned up, and off the shoulder showing off a black bra strap contrasting with the pale skin. Her vivid hair was toussled and the slight glaze in her eyes gave her a just fucked look.
Langly just stared at the vision that could have been on the cover of Rolling Stones Magazine until she gave him a happy grin and latched onto his arm. He began to lead her through the building gaining thin veiled jealous looks from the male cops and other law enforcement members. There was outbreaks of whispers from a couple of FBI agents about Mrs Mulder might not be Mrs Mulder after all as Scully was latched on tight to his arm and walking practically hip to hip with the hacker looking as she did. Fresh whispers broke out about whom the hacker was and how he managed to melt the Ice Queen.
They finally made it out the building un-accosted and into the Ford that Scully rented while around Vegas. The traffic is Vegas is always bad, this day was particularly bad, the traffic was barely moving at all. Scully turning to Langly and leaned it close and whispered in his ear "Cutie I am bored" before placing a kiss on the ear and leaving a trail of them down his jaw. Langly froze from shock before blushing bright red. He turned his head to face Scully as the traffic stopped once more. He gasped out "What are you doing?" Scully took this as an invitation to kiss him deeply, her tongue playing on his lips.
Langly pulled away and stared at the giggly bimbo that replaced the usually stonic Scully until Scully kissed him again.You couldn't blame him afterall Langly is just red blooded male and the main star of half his fantasies and to be honest more than half just kissed him and to be fair most of his blood rushed from his head to the most hardest erection he ever had. Langly opened his mouth and hungrily kissed her back with little finesse until the car behind angrily blew his horn to get them to move on. They pulled apart and Langly coughed and joined up with the rest of the traffic just as he about to slow down, a little hand was place on his knee and began to slide upwards his leg and thigh. Langly had the choice of stopping her or rear ending the bus in front. Finally the traffic halted to a stop and Langly stopped Sully's hand about an inch to where he really wants it to be. "Please Dana, I can't drive this thing with you doing that. We would end up with the Big Guy. Please wait" Scully pouted before loudlsaying "Till the hotel then."
Langly swore there was a God as the traffic cleared up and he managed to get to the hotel and parked within 15 minutes. He locked up the car only to turn around to have Scully practically pounce him and began kissing him again. It didn't take much to make Langly respond in earnest, chasing after her tongue with his own enlisting a moaning from her which went straight to his cock. Langly backed her against the warm car hood as her arms wrapped around his neck as he hitched her ontop of the bonnet making it easier for the tall hacker to kiss the petite agent.
Scully was on fire and wrapped her legs around his waist and ground slightly against him, feeling his hard cock rub against her center spurring Langly to break away to gasp out "Bed... Now!" She climbed off the bonnet to join the hackerman into the hotel lobby, arms around her waist kissing and nibbling on her neck as they made up to her room.
Once they finally got the hotel room door open and shut behind them, the clothes start to fall off until Langly was naked and very aroused as he stripped off Scully. She was still talking slightly slurred, and Langly knew it was wrong to take advantage of her but she started it and he was firm in his belief that drink only gave people the courage to do what they wanted in the first place. With that justification he unclasped and removed her bra to place kiss against her hard nipples and lick at them pulling moans from Scully before sliding her panties down her legs for her to kick them off. Scully's hand once against trail its way to his cock now weeping with precum as her hand stroked him until he whimpered knowing he wouldn't last.
Techinically he was a virgin but a life filled with masturbation and porn meant that he knew the basics and he could still last. He stilled her hand and kissed her lightly before leading her to bed and climbing on it to be joined by her. He turned to her and had to ask "You really want to do this?" He never thought he could ever get someone like Scully and had to check before grabbing one of the complimentary condoms on the side, when in Vegas he mused as he slide a condom over himself and begin kissing Scully softly and positioning himself between her legs and rocking slightly rubbing his dick against her pussy lips and clit, making her moan in response and gasping "Please I need it" It was good enough for him and his conscience and guided himself in her warm slick pussy.
He rocked on his knees raising her hips upwards to meet him while slightly sliding in deeper each time until all 7" of himself was in. They both groaned loudly about how tight she was compared to how big he was before he slowly rocked his hips sliding in and out as Scully responded moaning and encouraging him.He built up some speed and began to fuck her deeply but he knew he couldn't last much longer and the way she was now fisting the sheets was a good sign she was getting as much out of this as him. He used his thumb to play with her clit stroking and rubbing it, watching her face as her climax hit with her screaming “Richard” loudly out. Richard himself managed a few more strokes before cumming himself and collasping against her on thebedspread. He moved over and pulled out then removed and tied the condom off and desposited in the binnext to the bed. He would have to ask her where she learnt his first name before sleep overcame her . She wasalready fast asleep so he kissed her forehead, dragged the duvet which fell off over them and let sleep overcome him.
Now shall we write a sequel or not? The next morning reaction? Or being found out by others? Imagine Mulder's and Frohike's reaction?