Title: Encounter Author: AV E-Mail: avxfiles@geocities.com Rating: NC17 Classification: Sp/Scully Content: Spenderfic, Spender/Scully!Romance Spoilers: -- Archive: Anywhere, just tell me! Disclaimer: They're not mine. Chris Carter owns them. Summary: Spender has an erotic encounter. NOTE: This story contain male/female sexual content. It is also written by me. It is my first. Be warned. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ENCOUNTER By AV -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Damn, Spender thought. He was stuck in an elevator. And it was the worst possible day for such a thing to happen to him. It figures. It was just Ye Olde Spender Luck hard at work. The emergency button didn't even work properly! Spender removed his raincoat. He noticed a helmet in the corner of the elevator. It must have been left over by a construction worker. Doing work on the elevator, maybe? Damn, he thought again. There were a lot of other things he thought, but the good thing about the mind is that no one else can read it. It would be a dark day for humanity once minds could be read. Great. He can spend his time with his thoughts. That could only lead to disaster. He did the only thing that he could do to keep him from thinking. He took out his pen. He had always been fascinated by the way it worked. How the spring was able to bring the pen in and out. It amazed him. He began clicking it furiously, observing it. "I love that clicking sound." A female voice came up from behind him. Scully. "Scully?" Spender asked, confused. "You're here? I didn't realize that you had gotten on the elevator. Doesn't it suck that we're stuck? It could be three days, maybe longer." "Yes," Scully purred. "But at least I have you." Spender dropped his pen. "What?" "I want you, Spender. I've wanted you since the day we met." Spender couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like a dream come true, and he didn't know why. Scully stripped down sexily in front of him. She began to move closer to him once she was left with only her underwear. She stop an inch in front of him. Her warm, soft hands removed his suit jacket. It fell to the floor. She began to unbutton his shirt, feeling his chest and rubbing his nipples as she worked. Spender was aroused. Once she was done, his shirt remained on the floor with his jacket. Scully's lips met with his within seconds. Spender kept his hands to his sides, afraid of what to do next. Scully's hand's work magic on him. She ventured all around him. She felt his back, she moved her hands over his broad shoulders. She removed her mouth from his, and began feeling his chest. She traced his nipples with the tip of her fingers. Her finger moved from his erect nipples down to his stomach, rubbing his hair. She followed his thin line of chest hair down to his pants where her hand stopped. She looked up at him and smiled. She felt him through his pants, the material straining against his swollen cock. She humped him lightly, making Spender anxious for more. His zipper made a whipping sound as Scully zipped him down. His pants fell to his ankles and he kicked them off. They were both left in their underwear. Spender found the nerve to remove his hands from his sides. He placed them on Scully bra. His hands were trembling, but he was calming down. Scully kept her hands busy. She fondled him through the fabric of his briefs. Spender felt like he was going to burst. Scully let out a sigh as Spender unstrapped her bra, revealing her breasts. Spender cupped his hands and moved them upwards. He moved them in rhythm. Scully leaned on him and began humping him. Spender wished there was no fabric. This was only a horrible tease. Spender stopped her and gestured down. The bulge in his briefs was quite large, and aroused Scully tremendously. Scully removed his briefs, revealing himself. She grabbed him and began thrusting his cock against her panties. "I want you in me," Scully groaned, as Spender rhythmically pumped her breasts. Spender nodded. He closed his eyes and exhaled his last remaining breath. He slipped down her panties and enter her. It was like nothing he had ever felt. He leaned on Scully as she placed her back against the side of the elevator. She placed herself in a comfortable position. He began to pump himself into her. Hormones were rushing through his body. He could heard Scully's gasps and groans and he continued his rhythmic pumping. He continued to thrust his hips inwards. His hands lifted her breasts upwards. "Oh, ohh," Scully was moaning in short peeps. Spender continued. Scully's hair was flailing wildly. She was groaning in ecstasy. Spender, too, was about to come. Scully moved her hands all over his back and chest. She was, too, thrusting herself into him. Their moans were indistinguishable. Scully bit her lower lips. He felt her orgasm rise through her body. It suddenly came for her. Colors flashed through her eyes and she ran down. Her body shook and twisted. And, which had never happened before, she began arouse. She was going to come again. Spender was now on the verge. He felt his loins burn with need. He trusted inwards. Groaning with delight of the moment he felt a rush through his cock and then — "BEEP!" The sound a horn blared through Spender's head. He moved away from Scully. She looked at him. "Move it!" she yelled at him. What? Move it? "Get off the road!" Scully screamed at him, her figure fading away. Get off the road? Spender woke up in his car with a start. He looked up. He saw a green light. "Move your damn car!" came to voices of angry drivers. Shit! He thought. He must have fallen asleep in the car while leaving work. Shit! The drivers stuck behind his must be furious. It mus have been the third light change that he missed. Spender put his pedal to the medal, trying to shake the sleepiness out of him. He looked down at his pants and saw he was still aroused. It was so real, too. Spender shook off the thought and drove home thinking about how Scully loved the sound of clicking pens. He wondered if dreams paralleled real life. ~~AV~~ Well? Tired of dreams? I think I'll do something real next time.