Title: CITA (For "Caught in the act" *and I don't mean the band with that* *grin*) Author: Line!! E-Mail address: D_Scully@gmx.net Distribution statement: PLEASE archive everywhere (just let me know and add my name and the disclaimer) Spoilers: No spoilers Rating: NC17!!! ( Sexual contents... *YESS* ;-) ) Content warning: SKR (for Scully/Kryceck => Romance *grin*) Classification: S for story, R for romance Summary: Scully meets some *beautiful* eyes... ;-) Disclaimer: No, they're not mine and I won't earn money with this and the belong to CC, Fox and the 1013Productions! NOTES: First of all: FEEEDBAAAACK!!!! ( Even if you don't like my story, but, please, be gentle! ;-) ) I know this story isn't my best one... I just had an idea (after drinking some "Anthony - Shakes", I don't know, what he puts into it, but it's something with *much* alcohol...), you know what I mean... And now, we'll start! CITA PART1 - IN JAIL "OK, you fuckin' son of a bitch, you have 2 minutes to tell me were she is, if you don't... Well, you know what will happen then!", Mulder pushed Krycek into a small cell with a devilish grin, "Think about that, ya know; I CAN make you wish, you'd told me everything in the beginning!" - "You threaten me?!? They will find you and..." - "They won't find me! And this wasn't a menace; it was a promise!" With this words Mulder went out of the door and left Scully alone with Krycek. She watched him; what was he proving? Why had he provokated Mulder so much? She didn't find out; his face didn't show any feelings... it was like a mask – as always. He wore *tight* jeans, a grey, even tighter shirt and a Baseball Cap... if she hadn't known him so well, she'd thought he was *sexy*... but now she only thought of him as the greatest motherfucker in the US; he'd murdered more people in one day as a Mafiakiller in va lifetime! "Scully...", his eyes met hers and locked with them; he had so beautiful eyes, although she couldn't really say which colour they had, sometimes it was green, sometimes kind of brown sometimes they were black; now they were black, the deepest black she could think of and it seemed as burned a fire inside of them... After minutes she broke their connection, forced herself to watch into another direction, "What do you want?" - "Believe me, I really don't know where Samantha is, I'm only a helpmate, they don't tell me anything..." "And why should I believe you?", Scully pulled the feelings she'd had when she saw his eyes back, deep into her brain, she didn't want to feel this; he was a bastard; a killer and a liar, nothing more! "Why should I lie to you?" He tried to catch her eyes again with his, but she didn't give him another chance to influence her. "Cause you always lie!", now she watched right into his eyes again, hers icy; his burning... "Have I ever lied to YOU? I know, I've never told Mulder the truth, but you..." "You lied to me as often as you lied to my partner... I won't do anything if he starts to treat you!" - "So, you say I've lied to you...", he said softly, "Give me a chance... I'd never lie to you and I've never done it. Give me an example... tell me when I've lied to you!" She was pretty sure he HAD lied to her very often, but she couldn't think about an example... His eyes - now they were green, a very pretty, deep green, like the sea sometimes has, when it's a beautiful day - were again locked with hers and she suddenly had the rush to kiss him, to feel him... He was a killer and a bastard, but he someway faszinated her, he seemed to be so cool, like he had no feelings, but there had to be a way to unlock the fire inside of him; inside of his eyes... Her last bit of resistance broke, she couldn't say anything, just feel his eyes, connected with hers, it seemed like they were calling her, telling her to come, to kiss him, to feel him,... Suddenly he brought his face to hers, kissing the tip of her nose, her cheeks and then, softly, her mouth. His tongue was cool, his lips hard and he tasted like hot ice... His eyes, now burning more than ever, his tongue, driving deeper into her mouth, his arms around her neck, his cool breath on her burning face; she felt like she'd missed this so long; too long... But suddenly he pulled away "Alex...", she whispered, "why?" "Not here, Dana. If they find us like this, you..." "Yeah, you're right... we'll go to a motel..." "But how will you get me outta here? They won't let me go with you!" "Believe me, they will", she grinned, "I'll just tell them, you wanna show me where Sam is, than they WILL let us go!" He believed her. PART2 - THE MOTEL Scully closed the door of the shabby motel room (a king size bed, 2 chairs, a little table and a shower, not more) and locked it. Alex sat down on the bed, pulling her onto his lap and kissing her, again and again... she loved his kisses... "You sure you want this?", he asked, while unbuttoning her blouse and slowly kissing her cheek, her neck, her shoulders,... "Yes, *please* don't stop, I need you..." That was exactly what he'd wanted to hear from her, so he continued , first throwing her blouse away, searching for underwear; there was none, then kissing every centimeter of her skin, putting her pretty little breasts in his hands, carefully kissing and kneading them,... She hold her breath, enjoying him; his fingers playing with her hair, his mouth closing around her nipples... feeling him; his hair on her hot skin, the muscles of his arms touching her, his tongue everywhere on her body, his legs closing around her back,...kissing him; his cheeks, his neck, his face, the tops of his fingers, his cool, sweet skin,... She loved him... After kissing him another time, long and wild, tasting his cool tongue in her hot, oh so hot mouth, she started to undress him; first his shirt, then his socks, his pants and then, finally, his red silk boxers... They continued, feeling and kissing and loving each other, til at last, Scully couldn't wait any longer. "Take me, Alex... I love you, I want you, I need you...PLEASE!" He only nodded, kissing her once again, leading his hard cock to her center, gently rubbing it on her clit and then going inside of her... She groaned, he was so cool, cool in her hot body, going forward and back, forward and back, striking her clit with his thumb, kissing her... she loved his kisses... She loved him... Forward and back, forward and back, forward, back, forward, back, forward, back... She stared over his shoulder, seeing nothing but some colourful, dancing spots, knowing she was near, very near... and so was he... forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, forward, back, forward, back... "I love you", she whispered. "I love you, too." Then they couldn't say anything any more... Her orgasm hit her, unexpected in a way, pulsing waves, making her shudder, cry, groan, - it was just...wonderful... And then... *WHAM*, the door slammed onto the wall, a furious Mulder ran into the room, his gun in his hand... Then he saw them... "Scully, what the hell...?!?" THE END (For now...) //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// //////////////////// NotesII: FEEDBAAAACK! Perhaps I'll write a sequel, if YOU want me to... but if you want me to, you gotta write feedback! Thanx to Anthony (for your shakes and kisses), I love you, to Steffen (for being there when I need you) to Julia Heller, Sandy, Thomas,... (for reading my stories *g*) to the X-Files team (for your series) and, last but *not* least to you for being X-Philes and reading my story!!!