#fox mulder fanfiction

[chellestrash]

After work

Fox Mudler x F!Reader summary: You decide to make the unwinding after work a bit more interesting for Mulder warnings: teasing, mentions of smut, implied smut. Just something short, sweet and fun for the end of the year. word count: 2.2K a/n: this is me trying to get out of my writing/art block. ALSO, first time writing Mulder! Thank you @chelseasdagger for editing this!

You lay on the small couch in Mulder’s apartment, resting on your side, turned to face the room as the gentle light from the TV shines onto your face. Some low budget horror movie plays quietly on the small screen, but to be completely honest, you don’t pay much attention to it, choosing to have it on as a means of killing time. You usually finish your work before Mulder does, even on the off chance he might leave the office at a normal hour. Killing time until you get to see him in the evening wasn't an unusual thing for you now you didn't mind it.

A cheap gag in the movie makes you sigh quietly before you look away, glancing up at the small window above Mulder's desk. You frown, suddenly realizing the late hour. 

You check the time, squinting at the clock on the bookshelf next to the sofa, before glancing at the phone on the desk. 

The thought of calling him passes by your mind, but you brush it off quickly. You weren't too worried about him, not today, the case him and Scully have been currently working on didn't seem particularly dangerous or high risk, at least not from what he's been able to share with you over the phone. 

The subtle sound of house keys on the other side of the door to the apartment makes you smile, perking your head up and turning to face him.

“Well, well, well…look who's here.”

He speaks first, pretending he wasn't expecting to see you there. 

“You mind telling me how you managed to get into my apartment, ma’am?”

Rolling your eyes at the tease, you turn away to face the TV again.

“I broke in using the keys you gave me.”

You explain without taking your eyes off of the movie, snuggling into the pillow harder while he pulls the work jacket off his shoulders and makes his way over to the couch. 

“Well, damn.”

He mumbles quietly, his usual monotone voice makes the corner of your lips pull up slightly.

“I need to be more careful about handing out my spare keys, huh? I mean, what is this? It's like anyone can just walk in, lay on my couch and make themselves at home.”

“Oh, anyone?”

You raise your eyebrow, glancing up at him in an accusatory manner.

“Well…”

His lips push into a small pout.

“You got me, I give up.”

You breathe out a small laugh as he leans down, pressing his lips to the side of your head gently before moving away. He loosens the tie around his neck and tosses it off to the side before he unbuttons the top couple of buttons on his shirt.

“So…”

He starts after a moment once you pull your legs closer to your chest to make room for him on the couch by your feet. He sits down, lifting your legs up slightly just to rest them gently in his lap.

“What are we watching?”

He asks, fingers slowly rubbing up and down your calves.

“Ummm…not sure. Killer clowns, I think?”

“UUUuu, spooky.”

Mulder hums, unimpressed, and you chuckle at the reaction. There's a pause and you both actually pay attention to the movie for a short while.

“Aliens?”

You glance over at him, catching the small smile when you ask the work related question.

“No um… no, it was vampires, actually.”

He explains and you nod.

“Real ones?”

The smile widens as you seem genuinely interested. At least somewhat.

“Well…technically, yeah, you could say that but, you know.”

“No evidence?”

He shrugs.

“No evidence.”

“I mean, it's a possibility, right? You've handled cases like that before.”

You state, and Mulder nods, agreeing with you, his hand slowly rubbing over your thigh. He turns away from the TV, now looking directly at you.

“Do you think I should remind you that that is classified government information, you technically know nothing about, huh?”

“Oh, I'm soooorry.”

You talk back, head now propped up in your hand, face turned away from the movie you found yourself no longer interested in watching.

“Guess I just overheard it when you were talking in your sleep.”

“Hey!’

Mulder reacts immediately, and you can't help the laugh leaving your body when he pulls you up and into his lap with a slightly offended expression.

“.... I talk in my sleep?”

He asks, hands rubbing over your lower back while you throw your leg onto the other side of him, straddling his thighs in effect.

“Oh, not at all.”

You mumble quietly, pushing a couple strands of hair that fell forward onto his forehead away from his face with a soft smile, and he offers a small one in return.

“You know what? If I didn't know you any better, I would've said that didn't sound too convincing.”

He points out in the quiet, monotone voice, and you shrug your shoulders softly.

“I mean, I could’ve just read your mind, and you'd never know.”

“Oh, yeah?”

He asks with a slightly raised eyebrow.

“You're changing your confession now?”

He teases in a typical Mulder manner, and your smile grows bigger as you tilt your head to the side, letting him continue after a moment.

“So what-what you're trying to say is I work a case all week, and then I come back home to relax, and now I have another X-file on my hands? Is that what you're trying to say?”

You smirk, glancing up at him innocently.

“Oh, I'm not trying to say anything except that I missed you.”

He smiles so big, his teeth shine in the light of the TV screen.

“Me? You, missed ME?”

You hum quietly, confirming your confession as you rub your hand up along his chest.

“Well, that's good to know. Why didn't you call to tell me earlier, hmm?”

“Didn't want to interrupt you at work.”

You explain yourself, and he shakes his head gently before whispering your name softly. 

“You are the only person who I want to interrupt my work, okay?”

His thumb brushes over your cheek, and you lean into the touch, staring into those dark brown, puppy dog eyes. 

“Okay.”

“So you missed me?”

He goes back to your earlier point, and you breathe out a small laugh.

“I need to try and remember that next time I'm at the office, huh?”

“I mean.”

You brush your hand over his shoulder and down his arms.

“I wouldn't complain.”

You shift your position in his lap, and he grunts, feeling the weight of your body now directly between his legs, his grip on you tightening slightly. 

“Oh, but I know you have your vampires and aliens and things you need to deal with over there.”

You speak softly, your fingers gently tracing over the shirt. Your head tilts to the side slightly as you try to make sure your words actually reach him. His eyes jump around your face as you talk, stopping at your lips for longer than they would in a usual conversation before he tilts his head down, eyes now fixed on the spot where your body presses against him between his legs. His hand moves up your back, pushing at the hem of your shirt.

“Hey.”

You start again when he doesn't respond.

“Earth to Mulder?”

“Hmm?”

He mumbles, questioning what you've just said, clearly too lost in the situation to pay actual attention to what's being said.

“When did you stop listening?”

“What?”

He blinks a couple of times before frowning, offended that you’d question his ability to listen to you…under the circumstances.

“Oh, I actually heard everything, for your information.”

He states confidently, and you raise your eyebrows, doubting his words.

“Oh, you did?”

He nods, slipping his hand right under your shirt, his palm flat against your bare back now.

“Yep, everything, yeah. Loud and clear.”

Still slightly out of it, he nods again quickly, doing his best to sound as convincing as possible despite the evidence you feel, oh so clearly, pressing against your body from underneath you.

“So, what did I say?”

You push.

“You said you missed me.”

He starts, and you can't really argue with that.

“And then you also mentioned how I am the best looking federal agent you ever dated, I'm pretty sure.”

Not giving you much time to disagree, or call him out, he raises you off of his lap, swiftly helping you lay back down on the couch. You lay under him as he leans closer to you, his hands playing with the hem of your shirt, his eyes stuck on yours. 

“I don't think I said that.”

You frown.

“But you said you missed me.”

He points out again.

“And you called me an X-File.”

You mumble, unimpressed, and he laughs, shaking his head before it hangs low above your chest.

“I mean, you could argue that was a compliment? Maybe?”

You roll your eyes, a smile back on your face as you decide to let him have it this one time.

“Okay, yeah, that's what I'll do.”

You glance down, slowly raising your knee up, nudging at the bulge in his gray slacks. 

Mulder hums quietly, grinding his hips down slightly as a response to your move. His hands linger over your body, one now under your shirt, the other on the side of your neck.

“Yeah?”

He asks, his voice soft, his touch gentle but impatient.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah and-”

He leans down, pressing his lips against your neck, and you tilt your head back slightly in response, a silent invitation for him to continue.

“I think I deserve some extra credit.”

He mumbles, his words breaking up between the kisses. He slowly moves lower and lower down your torso as he pulls the fabric of your shirt up to expose more and more of your skin, until finally pulling the fabric off and over your head. He tosses the shirt off to the side and his lips find their way back to your body, right above the waistband of your jeans.

“Credit for?”

You glance back down, your hands pushing through his hair when he looks back up into your eyes, lost in the moment, in the kisses and in the feel of your body under his.

“Creativity?”

You laugh, head falling back down onto the couch, fingers still in his hair as you feel his lips back on your body.

“Yeah, okay, I'll give you that.”

You purr softly. As gentle as possible, you scratch at the back of his neck, the short hair prickling the tips of your fingers softly. He lets out a satisfied hum, resting his head right below your belly button, facing you with his eyes directly on yours. You push your hips up slightly, feeling his fingers brush over the sides of your body, and he glances down between your legs before turning his head up to look towards your face again.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, you get extra points, Agent Mulder. Now c'mere.”

Instructing him to move closer to you, you push your lips against his when his face is inches away from yours. He moans into the kiss, and in response you do the same as the kiss deepens more and more. Feeling his touch firmer on your body now, you reach down, palming the bulge through the fabric of his pants. There's a loud grunt, he breaks the kiss, his lips parted, eyes closed as his lips curl up into a big smile.

“Well, good job, me.”

He mumbles quietly, tracing his hand down your body, fingers curling under the waistband of your jeans while his big, brown eyes open and find yours once again. 

“I think maybe-maybe I should try to earn more of these points, huh?”

Mulder asks, his thumb rubbing over the skin above your jeans.

“I think you really should.”

You agree quickly, nodding and pushing your hips up slightly at the same time.

“You got any-”

He pauses for a moment, placing a wet kiss on the skin right under your belly button, and you feel the warmth between your legs grow significantly stronger.

“Any idea how I could do that?”

He kisses the same spot again, then moves slightly lower, then lower and lower again before working the zipper open. Slowly pulling the fabric down your thighs, he brushes his lips over the newly exposed skin, and a moan slips past your lips.

He chuckles loudly at the sound, shaking his head when you look back down with a soft smirk.

“Oh, Agent Mulder, I think you know very well how you can do that.”

“Oh, yeah?”

He asks, in a lighter tone this time.

“I mean, I'm pretty much just guessing here, I-”

He quickly glances between your two bodies.

“I have precisely zero idea what I am doing here right now.”

You scoff loudly, pushing his face away and letting your head fall back onto the couch again.

“Too much sarcasm, too little action there, Mulder.”

You squirm impatiently under his body, hungry from the promise of pleasure.

“Copy that.”

He nods quickly, the big smile never leaving his face for even a second before he buries his face between your legs.

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[thedancingcostumeyoungadult]

Fox Mulder x Reader

Fem!reader x Fox Mulder

Contents: slightly suggestive, descriptions of first aid and minor injuries, established relationship, fluff

“Now don’t freak out.” That’s not a sentence you like hearing as your boyfriend gets back from a case, causing you to quickly throw your gaze over your shoulder to find him rounding the corner into the kitchen with a somewhat sheepish expression on his face. 

“Oh, Fox.” You breathe softly, turning off the tap and setting your half-filled water bottle aside as he leans against the wall, shirtsleeves rolled to the elbows and hands in his pockets. His face is scuffed and bruised, a shadow darkening around his left eye and a painful looking scrape on his right cheek. You hurry to him, reaching up to his face with ginger hands, tilting his face to get a better look at the cut. He makes a face, one eye scrunching with a wry smile.

“What did I just say.” Though the words are chastising they carry no edge as you continue your assessment. “Some might say it’s an improvement, y’know, adds to the gruff FBI agent character- hey.” When you drop your hands to reach for the first aid kit his voice goes soft, pleading. His hand catches your wrist, gently but firmly drawing you back to him, aided by his other hand at the small of your back. Your hands instinctively go to his strong shoulders, steadying yourself as he brushes his nose against yours. 

“I missed you.” God if you didn’t melt to the core every time he spoke to you like that, soft and gentle with those damned eyes glittering at you in the low light. 

“Missed you too.” Your smile is audible in your whisper, your heart skipping steps as you feel yourself begin to grow shy, as silly as it was after two years of being with him. Heat rises in your cheeks as he lowers his lips to yours, your eyes falling closed as you kiss him for the first time in too long. Your fingers clutch the fabric of his shirt and you kiss him back with a fervor, all the pent up longing of the last week finally finding an outlet. His hand not holding you flush to him finds the back of your head, fingers spanning into your hair as he deepens the kiss, effectively stealing whatever breath was left in your lungs. You both let the kiss linger, basking in the quiet intimacy until you part softly, your heels lowering back to the ground as you blink your eyes open. Although you could happily stand and look at him for hours, the cut on his cheek draws your attention.

“Please let me look at that cut.” Fox smiles at you, conceding with a small nod. He lets you go with one last squeeze, reaching over your head to grab the first aid kit atop the fridge and sits down on the couch in the living room while you wash your hands. Drying them on a paper towel as you follow your partner into the other room, you find him leaned back, tie gone and shirt partially unbuttoned with his arms crossed over his chest and legs planted wide. His eyes rake up your figure as you approach, an appreciative smile ghosting across his face. 

“Fox Mulder you keep your dirty mind to yourself.” You cut him off mid-inhale as he was about to speak, causing him to lift his hands in complaint even as you straddle his hips. He splutters indignantly as you get settled, popping the kit open and pulling out what you need. Big, warm hands land on your hips when you shut the case again and set it aside.

“You certainly didn’t have a problem with my dirty mind on the phone the other night.” 

“Hush.” You try to ignore the blush in your cheeks, hoping the apartment is dark enough to hide it although you know by his smile it isn’t. Carefully, you angle his face slightly away so you can work, gently cleaning and disinfecting the wound. His eyes are relaxed and half closed, but they never leave you save for when you close the cut with a butterfly bandage, at which he flinches, eyes squeezing at the sting. Your heart clenches in response. It’s not uncommon for Fox to come home a little worse for wear, but its still always hard to see. 

“Sorry.” You breathe, finishing quickly and tossing as much of the garbage as possible in the bin a few feet away, inevitably missing a few scraps. 

“Leave it.” His hands are insistent in how they pull you in, stopping you as you go to clean it. “Please.” Need laces his every movement, his every breath and you let him move you, gathering you close and shifting enough to lay you back on the sofa. His weight settling on top of you feels like a relief, like something you’d been missing finally slotting back in to place as he buries his face against your neck. You love when he seeks comfort in you, love how he melds his body into yours. Eventually he’ll stir, carry you to bed, make up for lost time, but for now he just holds you in the dark and quiet.

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[muldermuse]

Hallöchen!

Will it be okay for you to write a nsfw sequel to “reader gets jealous of Fox’s new coworker” headcanon? That ending was perfection 🤌🏼

PS Love love love your writing and can’t wait for spooky season fics 💗

the fact that i will never get to make out with Fox Mulder in his dingy basement </3333

nsfw belowwwwwww

(also this is the hc that was referenced in the ask!!! i love u all tysm for sending things through)

Fox had been working a new case, Scully was off so he had this new agent with him…and god, she was gorgeous. A bright smile, beautifully styled hair and her shirt and skirt combo was pressed within an inch of it’s life. She was called Amber and yes, she was gorgeous- she was also rude. A rude person. A rude person who was currently staring at your fiancee like he was a slice of cake.

You brought her and Fox a coffee (you’d learned from your interactions with Agent Wilson), Fox smiled and thanked you as he took a sip of his usual flat white. Amber didn’t take a sip, she politely smiled but did not make eye contact with you. She didn’t thank you. A lot of these things may sound petty but in this moment; you decided you had to do something. 

You manage to leave your desk early so you can be there for when Fox and Amber are leaving the basement. She confirms with a wink that she’ll be there for 9am sharp and Fox politely agrees with a smile as he wraps you into his arms and asks you about your day. You do not miss the way Amber’s eyes track your body up and down before she leaves. You can practically smell the jealousy coming off her body.

To be honest, it kinda makes you feel primal. He’s your fiancee, you wear your engagement ring every day, Fox’s desk has two framed pictures of you and Amber definitely knows about your relationship. So, even though you have already made your relationship clear to one co-worker, you realise you need to go nuclear with this one. 

***

The plan starts in the morning, whilst Fox is showering and brushing his teeth, you apply your dewy make up and put his favourite lipstick on. You time it perfectly to ensure that when Fox is leaving the shower (with a towel hanging loosely around his waist) he sees you bent over your vanity in your garter and suspenders. Fox has never been shy about how much he loves them, when he goes down on you he asks if you can put just them on with no underwear so he can feel the nylon of the tights pressed against his ears. You clock his expression in the mirror as he realises how you’re dressed. Before he can see your smirking reflection in the mirror, his naked body is pressed against you.

“Baby, you can’t do this- we have to go to work” He presses slow kisses to the back of your neck as you continue to dab on your lipstick “How am I supposed to work knowing you’ve got this on all day”.

You know the plan is stupid. Really stupid and like something from an awful porno- but as Fox slept soundly last night, you ran through the plan in your head and you’re fully committed to it.

You run your hands through his damp hair and press your chest close to his; feeling his heart rate accelerating with the skin to skin contact. You move your hands down to his waist and run your fingers lightly over his towelled waist.

“I’m not sure baby…you’re just going to have to try really really hard” You softly bite his neck and push his towel down, your hand passes gently over his hard dick. He moans into the touch and kisses you deeply. You make eye contact with a smirk.

“I need to get to the office early today so you’ve got 5 minutes” You press a quick kiss to his lips as you scamper off. Fully aware of how great your ass looks with the garter and suspenders. You know you have Fox wrapped around your finger at this point.

Fox drives to the office and the tension is high, he keeps his hand on your thigh throughout the drive and keeps rubbing his thumb higher and higher. You can’t help as you move in your seat and moan softly into his touch. As he parks up, he kisses you and gently slips his tongue into your mouth. He goes to open his door but before he can leave, you kiss the side of his face and whisper into his ear that you forgot to put panties on this morning. Fox looks at you dumbstruck as you exit the car and head to the elevator to take you to the basement.

***

All this planning had lead to the moment that Amber walks in. You’re obviously not fucking over Fox’s desk (although it was highly tempting, it was also a lil bit unprofessional) but to be honest, the scene she walks into is just as intimate. Fox’s shirt and your skirt have been thrown onto the ground as you straddled him on his office chair. You were pressing deep kisses to his neck and feeling his moans leave his mouth. He has one hand grabbing your ass and the other one tangled in your hair to push you deeper into his neck. 

It’s highly compromising.

It’s private.

It’s fucking perfect.  

You know it’s Amber by the gasp and the sound of two disposable coffees being dropped on the floor in shock. “Oh my god-Fox I’ll give you a minute”. The door quickly slams shut as Fox kisses you in apology. 

“Fuck baby, I’m so sorry…I knew she was coming in early just…time got away from me I suppose” He grabs your skirt from the floor and throws it at you, both of you trying to hold back giggling as you quickly dress in an attempt to look professional- despite what you’ve both just been caught doing. 

Fox pulls you into a kiss before he goes to sit down, he goes to wipe the smudged eye make up from your under eye but you stop him before he gets chance. The smirk on your lips seemingly reveals your sordid plan. Fox smirks back at you, he pulls you into a deep kiss as he grabs your ass with both hands, he murmurs against your lips “Pretty good revenge plan baby”.

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[favouriteteddypicker]

what about mulder having soft sex with the reader to show how much he loves her?

Definitely! Here’s the story I’ve written, I hope you like it!

Indiana Jones will be next :)

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Word Count: 2.0k

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The soft sunlight broke free through your window, gently shining on your face. You were wearing your pyjama shorts with nothing underneath and no top on as you just woke up.

You stretched your arms out before you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, today was your birthday.

You slowly opened your eyes, adjusting to the light. You looked next to you but the bed was empty, you saw the exact spot that Fox had been sleeping on only he wasn't there.

You looked at the nightstand besides your bed, maybe he left a note or something to tell you that he's gone out like he usually does, but nothing.

You were a little confused until you heard something rumbling downstairs in the kitchen, the rumbling was followed up by Fox humming his favourite song.

You smiled to yourself as you heard him tiptoe up the stairs, trying not to wake you. You sat up in bed, covering your chest with the blanket as you had a sweet smile on your face while watching Fox slowly enter the room wearing just his boxers, his hair still messy. It was obvious that he stood up like that.

"Oh good morning birthday girl, I hope I didn't wake you?" He asked a little guilty as he saw you sitting up, his hands behind his back. "I thought you were still a sleep, you looked so peaceful when I got up."

"No don't worry." You giggled. "The sunlight woke me up, what were you up to?"

"Well since today is your birthday, I thought I'd make you breakfast in bed." He said as he brought his hands back from behind his back, revealing fresh orange juice and a homemade breakfast.

"Fox..." You said in adoration. "You know you didn't have to right?"

"I know." He said as he walked over and handed it to you, pressing a kiss on your forehead before he crawled back into bed next to you. "I just really wanted to."

“Oh yeah?" You said after you took a sip of your orange juice, putting it and the food on the bedside table. "Just cause it's my birthday?"

"Mhm." He said as he moved closer to you, kissing your bare back. "I'll take every opportunity I get to show you how much I love you."

You softly hummed as you felt his soft lips against your skin. "I love it when you show me how much you love me."

"Oh really?" He said as he moved his kisses towards your neck. "What's your favourite way of me showing you?"

"You know exactly what my favourite way is." You said as you slightly pushed his chin up, making him look at you.

His pupils grew as he looked at you, an adoring smile on his lips. The soft sunlight hit his toned chest and made it look even better than it usually does.

You cupped his face with your hands, slowly moving your thumbs over his soft skin. You pecked his lips as you both closed your eyes, without any hesitation he kissed you back.

His soft lips against yours never failed to make you melt, they felt so perfect against each other. Fox his strong hands moved over to your back, pulling you closer against his chest. His one hand moved towards the back of your neck, gently holding on to you.

He slowly pushed you down onto the bed, climbing on top of you and sitting in between your now spread legs as his lips didn't leave yours.

You felt the bulge in his underwear press against your pyjama shorts as a little hum left your mouth into the kiss.

"Well than your lucky it's your birthday." He softly said as he looked into your eyes.

You gently bit your bottom lip as you looked up at him, his beautiful dark eyes staring into yours. A small giggle left your lips as you felt him kiss your neck, slowly making his way down to your collarbone, eventually all the way down to your abdomen while his hands moved up and down your waist before they settled on your breasts. You let your head fall back slightly and gently opened your legs a bit more as you felt his hot kisses reach the top of your pyjama shorts.

You felt him chuckle against your skin. "You're so beautiful y/n, you know that right?" He said as he looked up at you with a little naughty smile on his face.

His hands left your breast and felt light against your skin as he brought them down, sending shivers down your spine. He hooked his fingers into the top of your shorts and gently pulled them down, leaving you naked on the bed.

He slowly began to kiss your inner thigh, making his way down as he left wet kisses all over you. His big hands tightly wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer before leaving a big kiss where you so desperately wanted him to.

A small groan left your mouth as you felt his tongue inside of you, before going up to your clit. His tongue swirled small circles on your sensitive spot as you buried one hand into his hair, the other one grabbing on to the sheets.

You felt his nails softly dig into your skin as he made sure you stayed in place with his tight grip.

You sometimes felt him look up at you cause his moves slightly changed when he did, admiring the way he made you feel.

Your head fallen back against the pillow, your eyes gently shut close, your mouth slightly parted as little moans left it, your chest rising and falling down just a bit faster due to your heavier breathing and your beautiful legs slightly raised and spread for him. It was one of his favourites sights, he loved seeing you like this.

You had grabbed a hand full of his hair and softly tugged at it while massaging your breast with your free hand, sometimes hearing a low groan escape his mouth against you as you pulled a little too hard.

He slowed down his movements before he kissed his way up your thigh again, making sure you were alright before suddenly stopping.

You looked up at him with desperation in your eyes, his hair was even messier than before, his eyes were calm, his lips a little swollen and wet, his lips parted as his breathing sped up and the soft sunlight now shone on his tinted cheeks.

He kept kissing the skin of your slightly bend knees as he removed his boxers, revealing how hard you made him.

He sat on his knees in between your legs before you went up a little while leaning on your elbows. His hands wrapped around your hips as he pushed you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He pressed your bare chest against his, your breasts being pressed against him. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you looked into each others eyes.

No words were spoken but the look on your faces already said enough. His calm eyes looked sweet, his plump lips were just begging for yours, his tinted cheeks felt warm and a little strand of hair fell in front of his face.

You softly bit the inside of your cheek, a little smile playing on your lips before you moved your hips up a bit and lining yourself up with him.

You pressed your lips against his as you lowered yourself onto him, letting him fill you up. He groaned into the kiss as he felt you around him, slightly tightening his grip on you.

You slowly started to grind your hips against his as you kept kissing him, opening your mouth to allow his tongue to fight with yours. It was tender, it was sweet, it was loving, you had all the time in the world.

Fox was particularly gentle with you today, this day was after all, all about you. He loved making you feel good, he loved hearing the noises that would escape your mouth, he loved feeling your bare skin against his, he loved the way your lips felt on his like they were made for each other, he loved having soft sex with you just as much as anything else, he loved everything about you and he loved showing you.

One of his hands laid on your lower back just above your ass while the other one was placed higher up your back, keeping you pressed up against him.

Your arms were still wrapped around his neck while one of your hands was placed between his shoulder blades and the other one had made its way to the back of his head as you grabbed a hand full of his hair again.

You moved your hips against his, up and down, back and forth as your kisses got sloppier. Your kisses kept getting interrupted by the sounds that were leaving your mouths.

You pressed your forehead against his as you stopped kissing him, both of your lips parted as small moans left them. Your eyes shut close but you could feel Fox still looking at you as he moved his hips up against yours.

He pressed your body even closer against his, leaving absolutely no space between the two of you. For a moment it felt like it was just you two on the world, like the time stopped for a small amount of time while you were pressed up against each other, hearing nothing but the pleasures you were giving each other.

You suddenly felt him push you back down on the bed, laying you down slowly without pulling out of you and keeping your legs wrapped around him tightly.

He gently moved his hips against yours as he put both of your hands above your head, pinning you down. His moves were gentle but not slow, he did his best not to hurt you and to make you enjoy every second of it.

"Faster." You said with a fulfilling sigh as you closed your eyes. "Please go faster, just a bit."

"Whatever you want." He murmured against the skin of your neck where he was leaving small kisses. "You'll get."

He sped up his moves just a little bit, but it was definitely enough to finally hit that one spot that always made you feel good.

"Fuck yes Fox." You slightly moaned as you felt your back arch.

You wrapped your legs even tighter around his waist, allowing him to go even deeper. He rested his face in the crook of your neck as you heard and felt him groan against your skin, while the grip he had on your pulse tightened.

After a little while his moves got sloppier and slowed down again but luckily he still kept hitting that one spot that would sent you over the edge.

You mouth fell open completely, your back arched just a little bit more, your toes curled, your hands forming fists and a slightly louder moan left your lips as you came, a wave of pleasure washed over you as Fox put his forehead back against yours.

"Good girl." He softly murmured as he left a kiss on your nose.

After a few more sloppy thrusts you felt him twitching inside of you before his head slightly fell back and he let out a breathy moan while he came inside of you.

He laid down next to you before pulling you closer to him, letting you rest your head on his chest. Both of you caught your breath while little drops of sweat formed on your bodies.

Fox left an out of breath kiss on the top of your head, "Do you want to take a shower before we move on with the rest of your special day?" he asked you.

"Hm depends." You hummed, "Does that mean you're not done with me yet?" You asked with a smile on your face as you looked up at him.

"I'll never be done with you." He chuckled, "Like I said, I'll take every opportunity to show you how much I love you."

#fox mulder x you #fox mulder x reader #x files fanfic #fox mulder smut #fox mulder #fox mulder fanfiction #x files #smut writing #smut

[mygroovymutationn]

My type? Hot 90s FBI agents who are a little bit weird and very spooky 👽👽

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#xfiles #the x files #x files #twin peaks #fox mulder #dale cooper #fire walk with me #laura palmer #spooky #david lynch #90s aesthetic #90s #fanart #my art #kyle maclachlan #david duchovny #gillian anderson #audrey horne #👽 #fox mulder fanfiction #dale cooper fanfiction

[shmaptainwrites]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐗-𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 —

Dana Scully x Fox Mulder

A World Without You [AO3]

- Mulder visits Scully while she’s in the hospital going through chemo

As a Hello [AO3]

- One of the many ways in which Mulder and Scully have said I love you

If it Wasn’t Obvious [AO3]

- Mulder Says I love you under the sheets

Grounders [AO3]

- Scully says I love you over a cup of coffee

My Idiot [AO3]

- Mulder says I love you as a scream

Crumbling [AO3]

- Scully says I love you as an apology

Fox Mulder

[TBD]

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[french-vanilla-in-the-clouds]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐫𝐞

𝐅𝐎𝐗 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When Mulder arrests Alex Krycek, he sets the stage for a dangerous reprise. Y/N is now in the line of fire, and Mulder's enemies are determined to hurt her if it means breaking his morale. He must make a choice: let her go, or condemn her. 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭/𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: Anonymous

𝐅𝐨𝐱 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @foxmulderlovebot

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Agent Mulder arched his back against the Interrogation room's rigid steel seating. His body ached with tension. He breathed in time with the steady ticking of the clock, and ignored the dullness of the swinging lights above. He fixated his attention onto the detainee seated across the table, determined to hear the truth.

Alex Krycek stared back just as intently.

"I'm not sure why you're smiling, pal," Mulder said, finally. He loosened his tie before skimming over a folder of printed documents. "Murder... conspiracy... treason... domestic terrorism... You've been caught on every front. You can count out a miraculous escape this time."

Sickly shadows ghosted across the room's cracked walls. Krycek grinned, his eyes darkened from the shade. "You think you've got me trapped? Sorry to rock you off your pedestal, space boy, but I won't be sticking around."

"You're not going to hurt anyone else," Mulder pressed. "I've nailed you."

Krycek leaned back in his seat and jangled his chained wrists. "This won't last," he scoffed. "You're a smart man, Agent Mulder, so use your brain. We both know that I have connections." He leaned forwards until Mulder could feel the whisper of his breath when he spoke. "You threw off my mission. My employer won't be pleased. There will be consequences to your derailment of his progress."

"You're talking about Black Lungs, aren't you?" Mulder grinned. "I hate to break it to you, but throwing off his dirty schemes is my job."

"And breaking your morale is his."

Krycek licked his lips in dark satisfaction. His handcuffs chimed merrily as he leaned forwards and lowered his voice. "By arresting me, you've slowed down the old man's plans," he whispered. "Now it's time to pay the price."

Mulder's jaw clenched at the subtle threat. "What are you saying?" He asked carefully.

"Your heart, Mulder. He's going after your heart." Krycek pulled back and winked. "Y/N is in the line of fire now."

Mulder's eyes dropped down to the table. His fists clenched until nails pierced skin. The air seemed denser than it had a moment ago. The clock kept ticking, but his breathing strayed from its rhythm.

Without warning, Mulder lunged forwards and gripped the collar of Krycek's tattered coat. "Nobody touches her!" He shouted. "Do you hear me? Nobody lays a hand on Y/N!" He tightened his grip until he heard the tear of stitches.

"You did this to her, Agent Mulder! Nobody asked you to be the hero!"

Mulder's grip faltered as the echo of Krycek's words set in. His own ambitions had ultimately jeopardized Y/N's wellbeing. He pulled back roughly and stood up. He felt shaky on his feet, but held his ground. He studied Krycek's indifference, looking for any sign of deceit in his cold eyes. He searched for a reason to believe that Y/N would be okay, but found none.

From his periphery, Mulder noticed another agent and a guard rush through the door. He shoved past them, but before departing, he spoke crisply. "If anything happens to her, I swear that not even the iron clad bars around your prison cell will keep me from getting to you, Krycek. I won't let you hurt her."

Krycek spared a glance behind his shoulder. "Then I guess you'd better run, Agent."

***

Y/N lounged on the sofa of apartment 42, listening to the static of the radio. Fox was due home hours ago, but it was past midnight and there was still no sign of him.

She began to drift off, lulled by the late night quiet. She had nearly fallen asleep when the front door creaked open.

"Fox?"

He didn't reply. Y/N watched as he stepped towards her and knelt down.

She studied the shadows beneath his eyes. Even through the darkness, she could see that something was wrong. "Are you alright?"

Mulder pressed his lips together. His brows furrowed in contemplation as he focused on his next move.

"I need you to listen to me," he said, finally. "I know that you deserve an explanation, but I don't have time for it right now." He leaned forwards, close enough that Y/N could feel the warmth of his breath. "You need to pack up a change of clothes, and you need to leave. Now."

Y/N's eyes darted across his terse features. He seemed disheveled. There was an urgency to his tone that she didn't recognize. What worried her most was the fear in his eyes.

"Fox? I don't understand what you're telling me." She reached for his hand, but he jerked back.

"We're running out of time! The longer we wait here, the greater their chance of finding you. Can't you understand that?" Mulder stood up and flicked on the lights. He began collecting Y/N's things, desperate to send her away.

"Who's going to find me?" she asked, frightened. "What's going on? What aren't you telling me?"

He said nothing.

Y/N watched as he crudely packed up, fetching what he could find. He moved quickly, his actions mirroring his urgency.

"Fox?"

He ignored her questions, and concentrated on his duffle bag instead. He tried to be meticulous, if only to push away the dark reality that was creeping in too close.

Y/N finally snapped. She rushed towards him and gripped at his sleeve. "Mulder, just tell me the truth!"

He paused.

"The truth?" His eyes burned at the effort of his control. He dropped the duffle bag. "I don't even know what that is anymore. I don't know where the truth begins or ends. All I know is that somewhere along my search for it, I fell down the rabbit hole, and now, the price for my mania is your life."

He gripped Y/N's shoulders. The blue of his eyes gleamed through unspent tears as he struggled through his next breath. "I've killed you, Y/N. That's my truth."

Y/N dizzied at his words. She always knew that Mulder's place in the X-Files carried with it threats of danger, but she never expected to be caught in the middle of it. Nevertheless, she refused to blame him for their predicament. Their relationship had always been a risk, but it was one that they took together.

She pressed a hand against his chest. "Don't think for a second that this is your fault," she said. "I chose to be a part of your life. Whatever's happening, we'll get through it."

She laid a kiss at the corner of his mouth. "We're okay," she whispered.

Mulder's jaw clenched. He pulled back and  grasped her hands in both of his own. "I love you," he said softly. "And I appreciate your assurances, but this is bigger than you can imagine. I'll be damned before I see you hurt." He rested his forehead against hers and shut his eyes. "You'll be safe once you're far away from me. Please. Just go."

Y/N was almost convinced by the desperation of his tone. She focused on the feel of his fingers laced around her own. She could feel his growing anxiety from the slight tremble of his hands. She sighed, cognizant of the truth neither wanted to admit. "Fox," she whispered. "Wherever I go, they'll find me. I think you know that as well as I do. At least if I stay put, we'll have each other. There's really no point in sending me off."

She waited while he mulled over her words. Finally, he sighed and dipped into the crook of her neck. "I was really hoping you wouldn't have a clever argument to counter mine," he mumbled. "I figured flight would beat fight in this instance. Leave it to you to dismantle the pristine logic in my plan."

Y/N could hear a faint smile sounding over the pain in his voice. "It was a stupid plan," she teased.

"That's still to be decided."

Mulder shifted until he caught Y/N's gaze. He placed his hands on either side of her face and slid his fingers delicately over her skin. His touch was warm, his hold firm.

"We'll get through this," he said softly. His words weren't so much a declaration as they were a question; an appeal for a bit of hope in their crisis.

Y/N leaned into his touch. "The two of us," she nodded. "I know it."

Mulder smiled.

He turned back on his heel with a new sense of calm. "It's not like we have an alternative," he said firmly. Y/N watched as he stepped over to the desk and fetched a roll of masking tape from the drawer. He ripped out two strips and joined them to stick an '𝐗' against the window.

Mulder perched on the corner of his bureau and assessed his handiwork. "We'll get by," he affirmed. "They won't get the better of us. Whatever they might think, we won't step down."

Y/N joined Mulder by the window and wrapped her arms around him. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you," she breathed.

The pair stayed silent as they looked out at the night sky. All was quiet for now, but they knew that in time, there would be a steep price to pay for peering beyond the smoke screen. In that moment however, it didn't matter.

Not when they had each other.

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To the anon who requested this, I am SO sorry for the wait!!! I think I've felt guiltiest about holding back on this fic because your idea was so perfect!!! If you ended up reading this, I hope you enjoy! Have an awesome day!!!! 🛸🖤

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[fics-not-tragedies]

August song prompt drabbles

Hello folks!

I am officially back so, let's start with a bang! 💥 Song prompt drabbles! Below is a list with 19 songs: send me a number (or the title of the song) + a person you'd like me to write a fic with; bonus points if you specify what kind of fic you want me to write.

As a reminder I am writing for:

Keanu Reeves along with his following characters/movies: John Wick & the John Wick movies franchise, Constantine & the movie, Johnny Utah & Point Break, Jonathan Harker & Bram Stoker’s Dracula, Neo & The Matrix, dr Julian Mercer, Jack Traven & Speed; Riccardo Scamarcio along with: Santino D’Antonio; Andrew Hozier Byrne; Tom Hiddleston along with his following characters/movies: Sir Thomas Sharpe & Crimson Peak, Loki & Avengers/Thor, Adam & Only Lovers Left Alive, dr Robert Laing & High Rise, Jonathan Pine & The Night Manager; Henry Cavill along with his following characters/movies: Geralt of Rivia & The Witcher, Walter Marshall & Nomis, Capt. Syverson & Sand Castle, Napoleon Solo & The Man from U.N.C.L.E., August Walker & MI: Fallout; Alexander Skarsgård along with his following characters/movies: Eric Northman & True Blood, Leo Beiler & Mute, Gadi Becker & The Little Drummer Girl, sergeant Brad “Iceman” Colbert & Generation Kill; Peaky Blinders franchise along with the following characters: Thomas ‘Tommy’ Shelby, Alfie Solomons; Supernatural franchise along with the following characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, The X Files franchise along with the following characters: Dana Scully, Fox Mulder, Kiefer Sutherland along with his following characters/movies: Jack Bauer & 24, president Tom Kirkman & Designated Survivor, David & The Lost Boys, Criminal Minds franchise along with the following characters: Dr Spencer Reid

The songs are as follow:

Kill Of The Night - Gin Wigmore

Heartlines - Florence + The Machine

Zitti E Buoni - Maneskin

Dangerous Woman - Ariana Grande

Golden - Harry Styles

Stay - Thirty Seconds To Mars

Dinner & Diatribes - Hozier

Tell It To My Heart - MEDUZA ft. Hozier

Used To Be My Girl - The Last Shadow Puppets

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

Cupid - Alexandra Savior

I Want It All - Arctic Monkeys

Raise Hell - Dorothy

Oh My God - Adele

I Did Something Bad - Taylor Swift

Partition - Beyonce

Decode - Paramore

Figure It Out - Royal Blood

Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood

Throw them asks! I'm waiting! 😘

#august song prompt #august song prompt drabbles #keanu reeves fanfiction #john wick fanfiction #constantine fanfiction #riccardo scamarcio fanfiction #santino d'antonio fanfiction #hozier fanfiction #tom hiddleston fanfiction #henry cavill fanfiction #alexander skarsgard fanfiction #peaky blinders fanfiction #tom shelby fanfiction #alfie solomons fanfiction #supernatural fanfiction #dean winchester fanfiction #sam winchester fanfiction #the x files fanfiction #dana scully fanfiction #fox mulder fanfiction #kiefer sutherland fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fanfiction #mast:drabbles

[pookie-mulder]

My Holy Grail Fics

After the past several months of reading TXF fic, here are some of my ultimate faves so far! I’d love to know what your holy grail fics are, as well. This fandom is full of incredibly talented writers!

(Also, if have any recommendations of fics you think I’d like, send them my way!)

The Boy on the Beach by @cecilysass

I read this entire thing yesterday. Ooh boy was it a page-turner! Time travel in fiction can get dicey, but this one handles it so well. I love how the time travel plot forced M&S to confront themselves and their pasts in order to better understand each other and move forward in their relationship.

Gaslight by @sisterspooky1013

This one should come as no surprise to you. It’s rare that a fic consumes my every waking thought and I spend every free second reading as much as possible, and boy, this fic delivered. I’m such a sucker for stories like this one where the character(s) don’t know if they can trust their own minds and have to really dig deep inside themselves to find the truth.

Pause by @cecilysass

Similar concept to Gaslight as far as the amnesia goes, but totally different vibes! I love the dramatic irony of the reader putting together the pieces before Scully does. It’s agonizing in the best way!

Fall Into Place series by @skelavender

My favorite WIP fic! I look forward to reading the newest installment every Friday. I adore the slowburn, UST, teetering-on-the-edge-of-something-more MSR, and LT is the master of it! This series is filled with heart-squeezy moments that make me feel like I’m melting into a puddle of goo.

X-File #02291996 by @skelavender and @7crowsinadress

Time loop my beloved! Such an interesting (and 🔥🔥🔥) take on this trope. I can’t wait to see where it goes!

Arizona Highways by Fialka

I’m always down for an Emily AU, and this one has such a compelling, angsty twist and an air of mystery that forced me to keep reading late into the night!

Tempest by MissyPennington

I love a good survival story! There’s something so delicious about two people leaning on each other both physically and emotionally to keep going. The follow-ups are incredible, too!

All That Is Dark and Bright by @malibusunset-xf-blog

Amazing Emily AU! Dad!Mulder is my weakness. Plus, I love the way they figured out how to treat her illness. It really felt like something that would happen in canon.

I’ve Got You Under My Skin by cuits

Beautiful soulmate AU! Only M&S could have literal, undeniable proof they’re soulmates and still overthink their relationship to a ridiculous level. And I ate it up! Give me the angst! The drama! The tension!

Emily AU by skuls

Last Emily AU, I swear! This series melts your heart in the first installment, crushes it to pieces in the second one, and then makes everything better in the finale.

#thanks to LT for recommending like half of these and converting me into a longfic enjoyer #txf #the x files #fanfiction #txf fic #msr #dana scully #fox mulder

[oscarwiide]

it never should’ve been superwholock….xfilesnatural could’ve run this place…xfilesnatural is the broken american dream….

#paranormal americana and diners….god #does anyone have crossover fanfiction….i need to see my blorbos interact #supernatural #x-files #dean winchester #fox mulder #dana scully #sam winchester #*

[brenayla]

"For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, and for Scully so loved Mulder that she’s cracked his ribs to restart his heart and dug bloodied fingers into his mangled thigh to slow the gush of his femoral artery. If her unfettered belief in Mulder was enough to give him eternal life, the sun would burn out first."

ālea iacta est - AO3

#it's 2024 and i'm writing x files fanfiction #x files #the x files #msr fanfic #msr #mulder and scully #fox mulder #dana scully #mulder #scully

[thedancingcostumeyoungadult]

Ringing in the new year- Fox Mulder x fem!Reader

Warnings: suggestive content

It's late when Fox gets home, the early hours of the new year. He makes his way as softly as he can to your bed, shedding his coat and shoes in the hall and starting on his tie with one hand while gently shouldering the bedroom door open. Just enough light leaks into the room from the streetlight outside to illuminate the bed and the gentle shape of you under the comforter, the sight of which sends a thrill through him. As much as he loves you and trusts that you love him the same, Fox has never quite been able to completely silence the dark little voice from the depths of his mind that said you were too good to be true, that you'd vanish one day just as so many things seem to do in his life.

The rustling of sheets snaps him from his thoughts, his eyes turning to you as you roll to face him.

"Fox?" Your voice is hardly more than a sleepy whisper, and he doesn't fight the easy smile that rises on his face at the sound.

"Yeah, baby, hold tight." Quickly rid of his dress shirt and slacks, leaving him in boxers and white undershirt, he slides under the covers you hold open for him. As you let the covers fall he wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush to his chest and hooking your leg over his hip with a large warm hand at the back of your knee.

"Happy New Year." Your heart flutters in your chest at the sudden intimacy, the way his solid body seems magnetized to yours, flushing you with his warmth.

"Happy New Year." Your smiling answer hardly left your mouth before he'd drawn you into a warm kiss, melting you back against the pillows.

"Sorry I'm late." Even in the dark you can see those sad eyes glittering down at you, apology written across every inch of his face. You reach up, fingertips grazing across his cheek as you press a sweet kiss to his lips.

"You were here all week for Christmas, I can live with missing New Year's." He huffs a small laugh, tucking his face against your neck. The air in the room grows heavy as his warm lips meet the soft skin behind your ear, your lips falling open as a shiver runs down your spine.

"I really am sorry, I don't like to leave you waiting." You hush him softly, both hands cradling his head, guiding his gaze to yours again.

"You're here now, so just.. be here. Let's ring in the new year." The furrow between his brows eases as he gives you a small smile and a nod. He ducks his head again, immediately pressing a kiss under your jaw. Your head falls back, a soft sigh leaving you as you arch slightly under him. The hand behind your knee slides up your thigh, under your nightgown to the curve of your ass. Finding nothing covering you, his fingers grip the soft flesh and he lets out a soft groan, his hips crowding against yours. Familiar warmth creeps through you as he slots himself between your thighs, trailing heated kisses down your neck, your hands clutching at his shoulders and tangling in his hair as he sucks a mark into your neck. His teeth grazing your skin draws a short yelp from you, your grip tightening on his hair.

"Don't tease me, Mulder."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

#fox mulder x reader #fox mulder fanfiction #fox mulder x fem!reader #fox mulder

[favouriteteddypicker]

This is the first story I've written on here! The next one will probably be Indiana Jones, I hope you Enjoy! :) Word Count: 2.2k

Feedback/Requests/Ideas are always welcome!

Fox Mulder x Female Reader Smut

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'This has to be the dumbest show you've ever watched' you thought to yourself as you were sitting on the couch in Mulder's apartment wearing your pyjama.

It was a Saturday evening and Fox unfortunately had to work all day so you decided to just stay in tonight and watch TV. You were eating some ice cream you found in his freezer to pass the time.

Suddenly you heard his keys enter the keyhole, you looked at your watch, 00:30AM. Fox opened the door to his apartment and walked in, he saw you sitting on the couch and welcomed you with a sweet smile.

"Hey you," he said as he put his briefcase on the table "I thought you'd be in bed."

"I thought I'd wait up for you." You said as you sat to face his direction. "You're late."

"I know." He said as he walked over to you, kicking off his shoes, taking off his jacket and untying his tie. "Officially I'm not even done yet but I really wanted to come home, knowing you'd be here."

He softly pecked your lips before he sat down next you, his legs slightly spread. He took off his tie completely and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his light blue blouse. You could see that he was exhausted, but he looked so good just sitting there.

"Hey isn't that my ice cream?" He said as he looked at the now empty container sitting on the coffee table.

"It was." You jokingly said as you moved closer to him. "I got bored waiting for you, I had to do something."

You moved to sit directly next to him, he looked down at you with a sweet smile before he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and gave you a kiss on the top of your head.

“How was work?" You asked him while reaching over for the TV remote to turn down the volume.

"Way too hectic." He let out with a sigh, you noticed that he didn't really want to talk about it because he slightly closed his eyes in frustration. "Although I have to admit, maybe it was so hectic because I couldn't focus," He said as he looked you in the eyes. "Knowing you'd be here waiting for me."

His voice turned soft and gentle, you softly bit your bottom lip as you looked back at him. His beautiful eyes staring into yours before they moved down to your lips. His eyes scanned your face as his lips were slightly parted.

"Oh really?" You softly said as you placed your hand on his thigh, inching a bit closer.

"Mhm." He hummed as he moved a strand of hair out of your face, a slight smirk appearing on his lips as he felt your hand on the fabric of his trousers. "Just the thought of that beautiful face was enough to keep me from my work, I had other, more important things on my mind."

"Oh yeah," You said as you moved your face a bit closer to his. "Like what?" You teasingly asked.

"Oh come on y/n, you know exactly what I was thinking off. Just look at you, how could I not imagine myself fucking you senseless all day." He said as his head moved towards your neck, his lips leaving small and soft kisses.

You moved your head back a little as you hummed in satisfaction. Just the smell of his cologne was enough to make you weak.

"Why don't you show me what you were thinking off." You softly said as you had closed your eyes to feel every kiss that he put on your neck.

His kisses moved up your neck and towards your jaw line, he left a trail of soft gentle kisses as he put his right hand gently on the back of your neck. He put his forehead against yours as he looked into your eyes, his lips were awfully close to yours.

"I was waiting for you to say that." He said with a teasing smile on his lips before he pressed them against yours.

His left hand moved towards your lower back as he pulled you closer, leaving no space between the two of you as you put your hand on his chest. You slowly moved your hand up to cup his cheek as you kissed him harder, allowing his tongue to enter to your mouth.

He softly pushed you down onto the couch as he sat in between your legs, not breaking the kiss. His hands left your body as he went to unbutton his blouse completely and throw it to the side, revealing his toned chest.

Without any hesitation you pulled your top over your head and also threw it to the side. Looking up at him with a naughty smile on your face.

He bend down and kissed your neck again, his hands roaming around your body before they made their way to your back. He kept kissing your collarbone as he undid your bra. He slowly trailed his kisses down your chest onto your stomach.

He slid both of the bra straps off of your shoulder before he completely removed it, putting it to the side. He kept trailing his kisses down your stomach and down your belly button till he reached your pyjama pants.

He looked up at you as he firmly gripped your waist with his hands. You felt your breath hitch in your throat as he left those soft kisses. In a reflex you spread your legs a bit further making him chuckle into your skin.

He pressed his two fingers against the fabric of your pyjama pants teasing your wet core. A small sigh left your lips as your head fell back slightly.

"What do you want me to do?" Fox teasingly said as he pressed a bit harder, looking up at you and taking in your reaction.

"Oh come on agent Mulder, you know exactly what I want you to do." You said as you looked back into his eyes, seeing the teasing smile play on his lips. He was enjoying every second of it.

His hands slid down your waist and he pulled down your pants immediately taking your underwear with it as well, leaving you completely naked on the couch.

He threw your clothes to the side before he took a moment to admire the sight in front of him. Your chest rising a bit faster than usually due to your excitement, your legs already slightly spread for him, your hair looked a bit messy and your lips were a bit swollen from the kissing. He loved seeing you like this, it was all he could ever think of.

He placed his big hands on your knees before trailing them down your inner thigh. You closed your eyes and rested your head back on the armrest, as you felt his hot breath against your skin.

His hands spread open your legs a bit more before he left an open mouthed kiss where you so desperately wanted him to. Your back slightly arched at the sudden feeling. You could feel him smile against your bare skin.

His tongue felt amazing inside you as he continued with his tongue, your hand moved down towards his head as you grabbed a hand full of his hair, softly tugging at it. A small groan left his mouth and vibrated against you as small moans left your now parted mouth.

His hands roamed around your body before he settled one hand on your lower back, moving it down and cupping your ass while softly squeezing it. His other hand held your hip in place as you felt his nails dig slightly into your soft skin.

You lifted up one of your legs, your foot tracing his clothed inner thigh. You felt his movements change as you did it, teasing him by inching closer every time you moved your foot.

"I know what you're doing." He groaned against the skin of your thigh as he kissed his way up to your knee.

He was sitting on his knees on the couch inbetween your legs as he grabbed your waist with two hands and pulled you against him, your hot core against the painfully large bulge in his trousers.

You gasped as you felt him against you, you immediately put both of your hands behind his neck and pulled him down so his lips could meet yours. Your tongue fighting his as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer against you.

You buried one of your hands into his beautiful hair while the other one moved down his muscled back, slightly digging your nails into his skin.

You decided to move both of your hands across his toned chest and make your way down his stomach towards his belt. You slowly started to grind against him as you started to unbuckle his trousers.

He chuckled into the kiss before he broke free, "You really can't wait, can you y/n?" He said in a lower voice than usual.

"Fucking hell Mulder can you blame me?" You said as you looked up at him, getting rid of his belt. "Look at you, just feeling how hard I made you could be enough to get me off."

"Oh yeah?" He said with a smirk on his face as he unzipped his trousers and pulled them down. "You're the only one that could ever make me this hard y/n, you drive me absolutely insane."

At this point his voice and looks alone would be enough to make your night, it was deeper than usual and had a slight grasp. His eyes were focused on yours, his toned chest had little drops of sweat on them, his hair was messy from your hand, his lips were plumped and slightly parted as he breathed out.

"Fuck me Mulder." You sighed as you looked at him, you couldn't help yourself anymore but luckily for you you didn't have to.

He put one of his hands next to your head to support himself, with the other hand he pumped himself before lining up with your entrance.

He put his forehead against yours as he looked into your eyes, watching your mouth fall open as he slowly pushed himself in, letting you adjust before he started moving again.

You cupped his face with your hands, not allowing him to move away and take his eyes off of yours. He held your hips in place with his one hand as a smile played his lips, scanning your face.

You moved your hands down and put them on his shoulders, supporting yourself as you dug your nails into his skin. Your head fell back as he pushed further into you, his lips immediately attacking your neck. Softly biting your skin and leaving small hickeys.

You wrapped your legs around his waist even tighter allowing him to fill you up completely. You felt him groan against your skin as small moans left your parted mouth.

His thick hair softly tickled your face as his hand that was holding your hip moved up by your waist towards your chest. He cupped your breast as he picked up his pace, his neck kisses getting sloppier. He rested his head in the crook of your neck as he sped up just a bit more.

His hand massaging your breast as you put one hand in his hair, softly tugging at it as your moans began to fill the room accompanied by his low groans as he felt you clenching around him.

His hand moved past your breast and slowly wrapped around your neck, pressing against the hickeys he previously left. He tightened his grip as his moves started to get sloppier.

He moved his face out of the crook of your neck and placed his forehead back against yours as he looked into your eyes with his slightly parted mouth as he breathed heavily.

"You feel so incredibly." He moaned as his eyes sometimes fell close due to his pleasure. "I can't take it anymore y/n."

Your back started to arch as Fox kept hitting that same spot, you tried to answer him but you couldn't control the sounds coming out of your mouth as you looked at his beautiful face.

You felt a wave of pleasure wash over you as you grinded your hips against his. Your toes curling out of reflects as you grabbed a hand full of his hair, pulling his head back as his mouth fell open and his eyes shut close.

Your body clenched around him as you felt him twitching inside of you, moaning your name as his movements slowed down riding out both of your pleasures.

He rested his face on your chest once you let go off his hair, both out of breath as you softly rubbed his back and the nail marks you accidentally left on his shoulders.

"You have to wait on me more often." Fox joked as he pressed a sloppy kiss against your skin.

"If this is my reward I'll wait for you every single night." You said as you traced little circles on his back.

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of our own making

(an X-Files fanfic)

Oh hey, look, it's that massive story I've been working on since January! I'm so thankful to everyone who has shown interest in the concept of this fic and the little snippets I've posted. You've been more help than you know. Without that support, I don't think this would have ever gotten finished.

A special thanks to @numinousmysteries who kindly beta read for me and did a fantastic job. I wanted to make sure I got this right, and she was a great help!

And now I can't wait to share this with you all! New chapters posted daily!

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Chapter 1/34 - ink and paper

How long has he been thinking about this, she wonders. What exactly is he thinking? Her mind races, trying to reconcile this Mulder whose deepest desires are spilled out here in ink on worn and crinkled brochures with the one she’s spent nearly every day with these past several months.

She'd never have guessed...

Find out if adoption is right for you! Visit us at 8080 Meadowlark Ln. Annapolis, MD “A Home for Every Child!”

Scully stares down at the brochure on the desk. One of many, which are half buried underneath a pile of paperwork from their current case. Certain words and phrases are circled in pen, underlined, annotated in the margins in the familiar scrawl she knows almost better than her own.

stability – less travel? change in division? discuss with Scully

loving home – ask Frohike for real estate agent #

The word “family” is circled three times.

She swallows with some difficulty, finding—to her dismay—that her hands are shaking. Mulder will be arriving any second, and here she is, frozen like a statue.

How long has he been thinking about this, she wonders. What exactly is he thinking? Her mind races, trying to reconcile this Mulder whose deepest desires are spilled out here in ink on worn and crinkled brochures with the one she’s spent nearly every day with these past several months.

She’d never have guessed…

“Morning, partner,” his voice calls out, and she jolts in surprise. She hears the door snick shut behind him, but she can’t bring herself to turn around. With deft fingers, she pushes the brochure back under the stack of papers where she found it, only the colorful corner of the page visible.

“Morning, Mulder,” she tries, clearing her throat. It comes out strained, but she hopes he doesn’t notice. She hides her trembling hands in her lap under the desk.

He looks down at her, half amused, half concerned. “You okay? You're not getting that stomach bug that's been going around, are you?”

“I'm fine,” she answers defensively, warning him to back off. She grabs a file off the desk in front of her with a little more force than necessary, plopping it open.

‘Okayyy,’ he mouths exaggeratedly, eyebrows raised. He sits down at his desk and leafs through some papers sitting on top, arranging them into neater stacks. When he uncovers the brochures, his eyes widen and he clears his throat, hurriedly covering them with other papers and trying to act natural.

Scully thinks about letting it go and pretending she doesn’t know what he’s hiding, but she knows she won’t be able to sleep until she finds out what’s been going on in that ridiculous head of his. 

She idly flips to the next page of the file in her hand, displaying a confidence she doesn’t feel in the firm set of her shoulders

“Doing some light reading, Mulder?” she asks, attempting to look disinterested.

His head shoots up, a look of alarm on his face. For a second he thinks she might be talking about something else, that she couldn’t possibly know, but one look at her throws that theory right out the window. He glances back and forth between her and the papers on the desk a few times before dropping his shoulders in defeat.

“I’m sorry, Scully, you weren’t supposed to see those,” he says, shuffling all the brochures into a pile while carefully avoiding eye contact. “I was working here late last night. I must have forgotten to put them away.” As he speaks, he opens the top drawer of his desk and shoves them inside, then takes a seat at his desk. His nose is buried in a file before she can even respond.

She watches him now. He is a curiosity, determinedly feigning concentration on a case she knows he finds disinteresting and a waste of time.

Typical.

“You're really not going to say anything?” she asks, arms crossed in front of her.

That rankles him. “What do you want me to say?” he asks, indignation boiling below the surface.

She looks at him incredulously, the file in front of her all but forgotten.

“You're thinking of adoption? When were you planning to share this with me?”

He sighs and shakes his head, pleading silently with her. “It's too soon, Scully. I didn't think you'd want to hear it yet.”

“But you're looking into it because…”

“It's just been on my mind, that's all.”

She stares at him, brows furrowed.

“Since when?”

Since when… Images flash of a life he didn’t recognize. His sister, alive and grown up. A quiet suburban neighborhood. Cancer Man living just down the street. A wife and kids, but not the right ones. It was wrong, all of it was wrong.

“A hallucinatory trip into an alternate universe tends to make you think,” he answers simply.

He’s looking at her now, deadly serious despite the joking tone. She doesn’t respond. Can’t respond.

“I'm sorry, I didn't want to bring all this up,” he continues. “I know it's a sore spot for you.”

It takes her a moment to conjure words from her mouth, her lips moving but no sound coming out. “I just wasn't expecting…”

“For all I know, this isn't even something you'd want.”

What does she say to that? Is she interested? 

“I– I'm not sure. I've never really considered it before.”

He waits, his eyes assessing her for some hidden meaning, some insight into her state of mind. He gets nothing. She’s totally blank.

“Well… what do you want?” He thought the question was innocuous enough, safer territory than straight up asking her if she wants to adopt, but apparently not.

She shuts her folder, abruptly standing and slinging her purse over her shoulder. “I'm going back to the crime scene,” she declares, changing the subject. “I want to see if there's anything we missed.”

“Scully…” he tries.

“Not now, Mulder.” Without even taking the time to put her coat on, she flees, leaving the door partially open in her rush to get away. Cursing under his breath, Mulder grabs his coat from its hook and hurries after her.

The elevator doors are almost all the way closed by the time he catches up, but in this case, he figures it’s worth the potential loss of a limb. He throws his hand between the closing gap in the metal doors, and it bounces back open to allow him entrance, to the extreme displeasure of one Dana Scully. He wisely stays silent in the elevator, stealing glances at her every few seconds out of the corner of his eye as they ascend. He can feel the frigid air coming off her in waves. It’s been a while since he’s seen her this annoyed with him, this eager to get away.

He won’t let her. Not this time. He’s learned from his mistakes.

In the parking garage, she's walking briskly, heels clicking on the concrete, and he has to pick up the pace to keep up with surprisingly agile little legs.

He didn’t want this confrontation. There was a reason he was keeping his research a secret. This is exactly what he was hoping to avoid, at least until the time was right to carefully drop some hints here and there. But now? There’s no carefully about it. No option to wait and let this blow over. There’s only one way out of this at this point, and unfortunately, that way is through.

He picks up the pace.

“You're the one who brought this up, Scully, I was perfectly happy throwing those brochures in my drawer and not saying a word.” 

His voice echoes in the concrete parking structure, sounding harsh even to his own ears. As frustrated as he is with her, that isn’t his intent. He only wants to know what he can do to help her, how he can help her fulfill her dreams. He lets out a breath, and with it, releases his selfish frustration. She’s still walking away at a breakneck pace, and he doesn’t know how he can get her to stop and face this. 

“If you want to talk about it, let's talk about it,” he says, pleading. “I can't help you if I don't know what you want. You want me to shut up, never mention the subject again?” he shouts, throwing his hands in the air, “Fine, just tell me. What do you want, Scully?”

“I just want to be a mom, okay?” she yells, whirling around to face him. Her words instantly silence him, and he watches stone-faced as tears spring in her eyes. “I see all these other moms out there and think… I could do that too. Why can’t I do that too?”

Well, mission accomplished. The truth is finally out there. Part of him feels bad for pushing her, but the other part knows that it was doing her no good to keep her feelings bottled up inside to deal with by herself. He reaches out a hand, intending to comfort her, his eyes softening in sympathy. 

“You could. Scully, you’d be the best mom.”

She flinches away, stepping out of his reach. “You don’t know that, Mulder. I can’t even—even my body is even telling me no. Over and over.” She resumes her brisk walk to her car, and he thinks he sees her brush angrily at her face, no doubt wiping away the evidence of the stubborn tears that have managed to escape.

He rushes to get in front of her, walking backwards so he can keep her in his sight. 

“When has that ever stopped you?” he asks. “You had cancer, and you kept fighting. You’re alive today because you refused to give up when your body quit on you. What about that?” He stops abruptly, forcing her to come to a halt before she crashes into him.

There’s no way out of this, is there? Her shoulders slump in defeat.

“You saved me, Mulder,” she admits quietly, shaking her head. “You’re the one who didn’t give up. Not me. It was only because you were with me that I survived.”

This time, when she goes to walk away, he stops her, placing a hand on her shoulder. The simple touch causes her to freeze, hardly breathing, and when he steps closer, she stays. His hands slide down her shoulders, holding her securely in place to ensure that his next words come through loud and clear.

“I’m gonna be with you here on this too, I promise.” His thumbs brush back and forth on the fabric of her sleeves, for his comfort or hers, she’s not sure. “You can still be a mother, Scully. I’ll help you.”

She shakes her head, her heart feeling like it has been ripped to shreds. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.” He gives her a little shake for emphasis. She still won’t look at him. “You’ve kept me alive all these years, how much harder could a baby be?”

That gets a breathy chuckle from her, and her head falls to her chest. Groaning with the agony of this burden on her heart, she stops fighting it and leans into him. Without hesitation, he wraps an arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

Her hand comes up to find purchase on his suit jacket, relishing in the comfort only he can provide. She’s past caring if anyone sees them like this here. Let them talk. They already do, anyway.

“Well, at least when you wake me up in the middle of the night, you’re not crying,” she speaks into his chest.

She feels him shrug, and can almost see the goofy smile she knows she put on his lips.

“Usually.”

She looks up at him with her chin on his sternum before taking a deep breath and pulling away.

“It's raining,” he says softly, glancing down at her and brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “We can go back to the crime scene later.” She nods, unsure what else to say. She allows herself to be led, his ever-present hand brushing against her back as they start toward the basement.

“Adoption,” Scully mutters to herself, shaking her head in disbelief. “I don’t know, Mulder. This—this is different than IVF. With that, all I was asking for was your…” her eyes dart around, looking anywhere but at him, “genetic material. This is something entirely different.”

He’s pleased she’s at least considering it, but she doesn’t get it at all, if that’s what she thinks.

“How? ‘Cause from where I’m standing, the process of getting a baby is a little different, but in the long run, the result is the same.”

She pauses, looking at him in confusion. “What– what are you saying?”

He runs a hand awkwardly through his hair, suddenly taking a unique interest in his shoes and the floor of the parking structure.

“Yeah, we probably should have talked about this before…”

“Talked about what?”

He sighs and guides her into a stairwell. It’s stuffy and poorly-lit with a flickering lightbulb, but here, there’s less of a chance they’ll be overheard.

“Look, Scully, I don’t know what you had in mind for my involvement beyond contributing to half the baby’s DNA when you first asked me to help you get pregnant,” he starts, fighting hard to meet her eyes instead of shying away. “But, I– I had hoped it would be a little more than ‘Say hi to Uncle Mulder,’ every couple of months.”

She blinks back at him, speechless.

“I’m sorry if that’s overstepping, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable with all this, I just—” He takes in a breath. “I guess I got to thinking of what it might be like to have a family again.” His bout of honesty is met with a blank stare, and his nervous smile drops. “I completely misread the situation, didn’t I?” he asks, self-loathing waiting on standby. “Got ahead of myself…”

She stops him by catching his coat sleeve. “No—uh. No, you didn’t.” She collects herself, willing herself to offer him some reassurance. Her fingers release the fabric of his coat, shifting her grasp instead to his hand. “I didn’t realize you felt that way.”

He glances down at where she holds tightly to him, and his lips curl into some semblance of a smile.

“I guess they might have had a point with all those communication seminars we’ve skipped, huh?”

She chuckles softly.

“I don’t think this is exactly what they had in mind…”

With a gentle tug, Mulder leads her down the stairs, committed to holding her hand as long as she’ll let him. The air is stagnant and silent, only the rhythmic echo of their shoes clicking on the concrete steps as they make their way to the bottom floor.

She’s thinking. What she knows now, it changes everything. 

She had asked him to leave. Hid her grief from him as much as possible after her initial lapse into weakness when she came home with the news. She had almost kissed him, then, unsure of what else she had to live for. She knew she was hurting him by folding inward on herself in the weeks that followed, but that didn’t stop her from doing it. She was in a dark place, hardly able to see what was right in front of her. What she couldn’t see was that his hurt wasn’t just for her, born of some misguided sense of guilt or pity. It was his own, too.

“Mulder, all those months, after it failed—” There’s something like fear in her voice as she utters these words, or maybe regret.

“I was just worried about you.”

She squeezes his hand, feeling tears well in her eyes once more. “No, you were grieving like I was, and I didn’t notice. I pushed you away…”

“Dana…” He turns, a couple steps ahead of her, so for once it’s him who has to look up to meet her eyes. Her lip wobbles as she looks down at him, and he brushes his thumb tenderly over her knuckles. “You had to deal with it on your own, I understood that. I don’t blame you for anything.”

Those eyes. So open and honest and sad. She wonders how anyone could hurt him, could bear to break this man’s heart. How could she? 

Choking back a sob, she falls into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding tight. His arms encircle her back, supporting her weight, and she feels herself being lifted as he goes up a step, closing the distance between them.

His hand climbs up to the back of her head, stroking her hair soothingly.

“I just wanted to be there for you,” he mumbles into her neck.

“You were, Mulder,” she gasps between bouts of tears, finding comfort in the feel of his soft hair between her fingers. “You’ve always been there.”

He pulls back, lifting his hands to cup her face and wiping away the tears he finds there with the pads of his thumbs. 

“You don’t have to give an answer now,” he says, reassuring, “This is… a big commitment, I know, and I don’t want you to say yes just because I suggested it. I just wanted you to know it’s an option, and if you want to have a baby, I’m in. However you want to go about it, I’ll be as involved as you want. Just– let me know, anytime. Okay?”

He’s looking at her now, head ducked so those sad, puppy-dog eyes can get his message across.

She nods, holding tight to the wrists that so tenderly cup her face.

“Okay.”

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