From: lilytiger73@yahoo.com   
      
   Title: "Caught: Background Noise"   
   Author: Dana Doggett   
   Feedback: feedback@danadoggett.com   
   Date: August 18, 2006   
   Rating: R - sex   
   Category: Scully POV, Doggett/Scully   
      
   Disclaimer: In my hands these characters really aren't the characters   
   that surfer created, they're better  than that, they like to explore   
   more extreme possibilities.   
      
   Beta: none   
      
   Summary: Remember "Caught", well this is told from Scully's perspective.   
      
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   John's street is beautiful in the moonlight. Falls Church is famous   
   for its trees. We pull up in his driveway and he puts his truck into   
   park. He looks at me and smiles. Tonight has been perfect so far and   
   topping it off by renting movies to watch seems just right.   
      
   John gets out of the truck and comes over to the passenger side and   
   opens my door. He offers his hand to me. I take it. He never ceases to   
   amaze me. At work he's tough and no-nonsense, but outside of work he's   
   the perfect gentleman. I blush, I'm not used to being treated so well   
   even though we've been together for a few months. I like it.   
      
   We hold hands as we walk up the stairs to his porch. I want nothing   
   more than to feel his arms wrap around me. I feel safe with him. I   
   feel appreciated. I am loved.   
      
   We walk into his living room and he lets go of my hand. I make myself   
   at home by sitting on his couch and kicking off my high heel shoes. I   
   watch him remove his suit jacket and throw it on the chair. He removes   
   his shoes.   
      
   "So what do you want to watch first, Dana? `Wait Until Dark' or   
   `Gaslight'?"   
      
   We both have a fondness for older movies.   
      
   "'Gaslight'."   
      
   I curl my knees up to my chest and sink into the corner of the couch.   
   John pops the video into his VCR, turns off the lights, and joins me.   
   He kisses my cheek as he settles in next to me.   
      
   We watch the movie in comfortable silence. I do my best to glance at   
   him through my peripheral vision, slightly turning my head only to see   
   him glancing at me. I'm leaning on his shoulder now. His hand rests on   
   my knee, his thumb caressing my skin.   
      
   I've never been happier in my life than I am with John Doggett.   
      
   I haven't been paying much attention to the movie. I sit up and kiss   
   him on the mouth with the intention of taking things further. He's so   
   strong, but his lips are like the delicate petals of a rose, thin,   
   ever sensing. I adjust my position to better kiss him. I throw my leg   
   over his thighs and straddle him. Waves of pleasure run up my spine as   
   I feel him untuck my blouse and place his hands on my back. He then   
   places them on my waist.   
      
   I pull my mouth away from his and realize the room is dark. The movie   
   has ended and the TV screen has gone black.   
      
   "I love you, John."   
      
   I say this so quietly, so intimately; it sends shivers throughout my body.   
      
   I untuck his dress shirt and slowly unbutton it from top to bottom. I   
   kiss his neck and feel his arousal in between my legs. He kisses the   
   crook of my neck with his soft lips as he works on unbuttoning my   
   blouse; he finishes and slips his hand to cup my breast. I remove my   
   blouse as his hand undoes my bra hook; he strips it from my body and   
   takes his time to admire me.   
      
   He kisses my erect nipple. I smile at the sensation. John won't admit   
   it, but he's a breast man, he loves giving attention to my breasts.   
   While his mouth gently sucks on one nipple the other gently massages   
   my other breast.   
      
   I remove his white dress shirt and reach down to undo his pants. I   
   want to feel him inside my body. John wants it too; he stops touching   
   my breasts and undoes my pants. I stand up to remove them, he watches   
   me as I strip off my white panties. I'm naked. I get on my knees in   
   front of him and help him slip off his slacks and boxer shorts.   
   There's his erection in all its glory. I place my hands on his knees   
   and glide my hands up his inner thighs. He throws his head back and   
   moans. I crawl back onto him. I purposely rub the head of his penis   
   over my clit.   
      
   I feel his hand grab my ass. He moves to my outer thigh and then   
   slides his hand back up my inner thigh. One of his fingers feels my   
   moist center. He doesn't penetrate me with his finger, just slowly   
   feels around. I moan loudly as his fingertip slides underneath the   
   hood of my clit. I watch him bring his finger to his mouth and suck my   
   juices from his finger.   
      
   I reach down and easily find his cock. I stroke it with the palm of my   
   hand, gently teasing his balls with my fingertip. I guide him into me,   
   I life my body weight from him for a moment and then push myself down   
   on him again. His eyes are closed, enjoying my warmth and tightness. I   
   don't thrust against him right away. Instead I squeeze the walls of my   
   vagina around his cock. He moans and slowly thrusts against me.   
      
   He opens his eyes and looks at me. Our eyes lock. He pulls me to him   
   and kisses me so passionately it takes my breath away. His hands glide   
   down my back and hold my ass. He pulls me toward him. He feels so   
   good. I start moving against him. One short thrust, one long,   
   tantalizing thrust.   
      
   John lies down on the couch, it's an awkward transition, but we manage   
   just fine. I place my hands on his chest and tease his erect nipples,   
   and he thrusts against me harder. I lean down and kiss his forehead. I   
   sit back up on him; he enjoys seeing my bare chest when we make love.   
   I reach back with my hand to find his knee so I can support myself as   
   I make love to him. He lifts his knee ever so slightly and I rest my   
   hand on him, thrusting against him, moving my entire body.   
      
   His hands encompass my breasts, squeezing them, massaging them. I feel   
   he's coming close to orgasm. I need some help so I take one of his   
   hands and place it between my legs.   
      
   "Here…" I moan.   
      
   He presses his thumb against my throbbing clit and moves it in   
   circles, soft and then harder and harder, faster and faster. Our   
   movement against each other has become erratic. My nipples tingle, my   
   whole body tingles from the feeling I receive from him. John's penis   
   twitches inside me and he grunts loudly through his climax, never   
   stopping his rubbing on my clit. I feel his semen enter my body. I'm   
   so close now. John opens his eyes and stares into mine, I don't look   
   away, I can't. I love him so much.   
      
   I touch my own breasts and moan. I run my hands down to meet his hand   
   and help him apply the right amount of pressure to my clit. I moan   
   loudly. My inner muscles contract, it's powerful, and John keeps   
   massaging my clit. Oh God! I can't keep my body erect so I collapse   
   onto his body as I orgasm, my entire body shakes as I release the   
   sexual tension. My breathing is heavy. I kiss his chest.   
      
   There's a loud knock on the front door. This startles us. We give each   
   other a look. We weren't expecting anyone. I get off of John and he   
   throws on his boxer shorts. He looks out the window.   
      
   "Crap, I forgot, Agent Mulder was stopping over tonight to go over a   
   case file." John sounds seriously sorry he forgot this.   
      
   I put on John's white dress shirt and my pants. I run my hand through   
   my hair, it's messy.   
      
      
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