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Birthday Boy Mulder
Rating: Teenish
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Summary: "What's one thing in the entire world that you want but don't have?"
A/N: Here's the last chapter. (smiles) Sorry it took me so long to update. I tried to make this a hellacute chapter. LOL. Sorry for grammar mistakes!
Scully let out a girly scream as she ran to the large king sized bed in the middle of the room and landed on her stomach.
"There's only one bed," he said outloud. She rolled over to lay on her back and propped herself up on her elbows, her legs still hanging over the side of the bed, but her feet didn't reach the floor.
"Is that a problem?" He looked down at her with a grin and walked over until he was standing in front of her. He placed his hands on either side of her head and lowered himself until his lips were close to hers.
"No," he managed to whisper before their lips crashed in heated kiss. Her elbows gave out from underneath her and she fell back against the bed completely. He took the opportunity and covered her body with his, moving his lips down to her neck. She softly panted into his ear and locked her fingers through his hair.
"You keep this up and I can promise you we won't be attending that basketball game." He simply shrugged and let his hands fall to the bottom of her hoodie. He grasped the edges in his hands and pulled it over her head. He smiled when her hair moved out of place and her top slightly rose up. He let his fingers hook under the straps of her light green halter top.
"I love this on you." She gave him a look that always managed to drive him wild. He closed his eyes, softly moaning and enjoying the feeling of their bodies pressed together. She smiled and reached up with a gentle hand to caress his cheek. Her smile slowly disappeared as she turned her hand and let the backs of her fingers gently trail down the side of his face. His eyes fluttered open and his eyes fixed on a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at him. She tilted her head slightly and let her thumb trace over his lips.
She felt his hand on her knee and shivered as it traveled up the inside of her leg. It was her turn to close her eyes as his fingers trailed up against the tight material of her jeans. She let out a sigh when she felt his warm lips against her neck again. The combination of his hands and lips on her skin was making her hot all over. She felt his hand travel higher up her thigh and bit her bottom lip. She let out a soft giggle and scooted further up the bed. He watched with a grin as she crawled toward the top of the bed. She peeked over the headboard and looked out the window that overlooked the whole city.
"It sure is beautiful here," she whispered. He followed her onto the bed and grasped her waist from behind. He flipped her over onto her back and let his hands trail down and back up her legs. She let out a gasp when he tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her toward him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles together as he leaned down again to kiss her. She parted her lips and ran her tongue over his bottom lip while his hand traveled down her torso. She felt the button of her jeans open and whimpered into his mouth. He pulled back. "Not yet," she simply whispered.
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"What time is it?" She looked over her shoulder and snuggled back into his arms.
"3:26." He nuzzled his face into the side of her neck as they laid together in the bed, the television in front of them on. She gently laughed and rested her head on his chest. She listened to his heartbeat for a few minutes before she tilted her head up and smiled at him. "How about we take another nap, go out to eat, and then go to the game," she suggested. He kept his hand on her lower back and pressed her against him more fully. Both of them sighed.
"Sounds good to me." She reached over for the remote and turned off the television. She set the alarm for five and returned back to his arms.
"Goodnight," she whispered. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
"Goodnight."
Roughly two hours and thirty minutes later, the alarm clock slowly woke them up by switching onto the radio. Mulder stretched his arms above his head as Scully rolled over and shut off the alarm. She yawned and sat in the middle of the bed, running her fingers through her hair.
"We've got to get ready."
"We're going to a basketball game, not an FBI meeting." She rolled her eyes and got out of the bed, pacing through the hotel room for her bags, but realized they left them in the car.
"I need to redo my makeup," she pouted.
"You already look beautiful," he assured her. Her pout grew. "Okay, okay. I'll go get the bags." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his lips then walked off into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, he was walking in with two black bags. He set one on the floor and brought the other to the bathroom. He knocked on the door and entered when he heard her mumble something in approval.
She was seated on the counter, her feet in the sink as she continued to run her fingers through her hair. He laughed and handed her the bag. She went through it quickly and found another small bag that held all her make up. She opened it and set it in her lap. Mulder stood close behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She moaned while she leaned forward and get a better look at her eyes. She reapplied the dark eyeliner and mascara. Her hand started shaking when he started trailing kisses down her neck.
"Can we go now?" She shook her head and reached for her brush. She quickly fixed her hair and brushed it back into place. "Now can we go?" She laughed.
"Yes. Help me out, would ya?" She smiled when his arms moved lower. His hands held the back of her thighs as he lifted her from the counter. Her back was pressed firmly into his chest as he backed up so she could have room to stand. She turned in his arms once she was standing on her own and kissed him deeply. "Thank you."
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She tugged his hoodie over her head again as he pulled the car out onto the street. The stadium was only a few minutes away from where they had ate dinner. She reached in her purse once they were pulling into the large parking lot and showed Mulder the two tickets. As he slowly drove around and looked for a place to park, he asked,
"Where are we sitting?" She hesitated for a moment and acted like she didn't hear him. "Scully?"
"Huh?"
"Where are we sitting?" He had finally found a place and parked the car.
"First row?" His eyes flew to hers as his jaw dropped. "What? I thought you read the tickets."
"Scully, first row tickets are... almost impossible to get."
"I know," she whispered. "Just be happy I was able to get them."
Both of them smiled and got out of the car. Other couples, families, and single men were getting out of their cars. They walked close together, their fingers laced together as they swung their hands back and forth. They stood in line to get into the stadium, in front of them was another young couple with two kids. One was a little girl and the other was her older brother.
"Daddy, I want cotton candy," the young girl tugged at her father's jacket. Mulder watched as the man picked up his daughter with a smile and placed her on his shoulders.
"Then daddy's gonna get you cotton candy when we get inside okay?"
"Not too much though, sweetheart." The woman next to them looked up at her husband and pointed to their daughter. "You know how she gets when she has sugar."
Scully smiled and looked up at Mulder.
'One day, that'll be us.'
Inside of the stadium was hectic. She felt him tighten the grip on his hand as he led her through the crowds to get them to their seats. Pretty soon, the seats around them were filling up.The lights went out and everyone started screaming. Instead of following with the crowd and Mulder himself, Scully leaned sideways and nestled herself into his side. She felt him wrap an arm around her as he continued to shout for his team. Both teams ran out onto the court and started the game.
For the next two hours and thirty minutes, everyone was on their feet as the two teams kept the score tied for most of the game. As the buzzer went off to end the game, the score was still tied but a player on the Knicks had been injured. They called a foul on the opposite team, giving the Knicks a chance to win the game instead of going into overtime.
The teams took a break, causing everyone to get up from their seats to see what was going on. Scully stood on her chair, frustrated with not being able to see throughout the whole game, and watched. She grunted when she still couldn't see and looked at Mulder.
"What's going on?"
"I think the teams are taking a break before the Knicks take the shot."
"I can't see," she stomped her foot on the chair as the two teams made their way back to the court. Mulder smiled and grabbed her by the waist. She gasped and looked down.
"Trust me?"
"You know I do," she whispered loud enough for him to hear. He smiled and bent lower so she could sit on his shoulders. She hesitated for a moment, but then carefully let her legs drape over the front of his shoulders. His hands rested on her thighs as he kept her safely against him. She let out a small scream but realized she had a perfect view of the court.
The crowd grew silent as the injured player limped onto the court. He was thrown the ball and the clock started up again. Mulder's hands tightened around her thighs, traveling higher in anticipation. His hands were in danger of brushing against her center when the first shot was made.
The Knicks scored. The crowd went wild... except for Scully. She looked down at the very excited Mulder and smiled. She ran her hands through his hair as the ball was thrown back to the player for the last shot.
The crowd grew silent again, the only noise was the dribbling of the basketball against the court floor as the player warmed up for another shot. Scully watched and held her breath as the ball left the hands of the basketball player all the Knicks fans were counting on.
It went in the hoop easily. Scully threw her hands up in the air and screamed, along with the rest of the crowd. She looked around and noticed more couples had sat on each other's shoulders to get a better look too. She looked down at Mulder and screamed as he lifted her from his shoulders and spun her around.
"We won!" He pressed a deep kiss to her lips. She returned the kiss and held his face in her hands. "I love you," he whispered into her ear. He waited a few moments before he spoke again. "You've made this birthday the best."
"You deserve it, Mulder." He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her against him again. This was a birthday he would never forget.