From: djmckent@neo.rr.com   
      
   Title:  Right on the Nose   
      
   Author:  mimic117   
      
   Email:  mimic117@yahoo.com   
      
   Rating:  As NC-17 as they come!  So to speak...   
      
   Category:  MSR, PWP smut -- my apologies   
      
   Setting:  Around season 6 or 7-ish, but in this world,   
   they're already in an established relationship.   
      
   Summary:  It's all in the angle.   
      
   Archive:  I'll do Gossamer and Ephemeral myself, thanks.   
   Anyone else is free to do as they will.   
      
   Disclaimer:  I'm not making any money from this -- obviously.   
   If I was, I'd be living in Malibu somewhere near DD's house.   
   They're not mine.  I'm just playing with them for a while.   
      
   Author's Notes:  This is for Shelly because she's been waiting   
   very patiently.  Mostly.  This "orul secks" is for you, peanut.   
   Happy Berfdae.   
      
   Beta thanks to Audu2 for jumping onboard in a New York   
   minute and giving it a thumbs-up.   
      
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   Right on the Nose   
   by mimic117   
      
      
   Mulder didn't quite know what to do with his nose.   
      
   He couldn't remember ever having this problem before.  But   
   then he also couldn't remember the last time he'd had mutual   
   oral sex with anyone.  In the past, he'd always traded off with   
   his partner.  I'll do you, then you do me.  *Had* he ever done a   
   "sixty-nine"?   
      
   Trust Scully to find something new for them to try.   
      
   Their sexual relationship was still so fresh, there was a lot   
   left to explore.  He wouldn't have counted on them reaching this   
   particular point for at least a couple more weeks, but then   
   Scully never was one to hold back when she wanted something.   
      
   Today she wanted to "sixty-nine."   
      
   A fun idea, but it didn't answer the question of where to put his   
   nose.  The fact that Scully was very enthusiastically holding up   
   her end of the arrangement wasn't helping him to focus on the   
   problem, either.  Her sweet little ass wiggled above his face as   
   she straddled his body, licking his cock and sucking and pulling   
   and squeezing and damn whatever she just did felt *really*   
   good.  He needed to figure this out so he could make her feel   
   as good before he reached the point of no return.   
      
   The problem wasn't so much that he *had* a nose as the size   
   of it.  If he tried to suck on her clit, he'd end up penetrating   
   her with his proboscis.  If he put his tongue in her slit, his   
   schnozz would go straight up her ass.  Neither one sounded   
   like it would be fun for him or feel all that good to her.  And   
   right now it was ALL about feeling good.  If she was on her back   
   with his head between her legs, there wouldn't be any problem at   
   all.  He could lick her as much as he wanted and rub her clit   
   with the end of his nose.  He'd done it before and she seemed   
   to enjoy it.  But not like this.  It was far too awkward when   
   you had a nose as big as his, but this was the position Scully   
   wanted.   
      
   She abruptly sucked straight to the top of his dick and then   
   released him with a loud pop.   
      
   "There usually isn't a lot of thinking involved in this activity,   
   Mulder," she said.  "I hope you're not back there just enjoying   
   the view."   
      
   She swallowed his length again and it was all he could do not   
   to buck her onto the floor.  How was he supposed to think AND   
   go down on her at the same time while she was doing that?  No   
   wonder "I'll do you, you do me" worked so much better.   
      
   He had to try, though.  It was only fair.   
      
   Mulder dove toward Scully's fragrant folds with tongue extended.   
   His first swipe elicited a sharp inhale and a sudden tightening   
   of her cheeks on his penis.   
      
   If she kept that up, he was going to leave her high and dry very   
   shortly.   
      
   He redoubled his efforts with the anticipated results -- the end   
   of his nose nudged her wrinkled back door every time he stuck   
   his tongue between her lips.  She didn't seem to mind, judging   
   by her moans and ass wiggling.  Apparently he was wrong.  It   
   WAS fun for her.  He wasn't getting as big a kick out of it,   
   though.  Consciously, he knew she was squeaky clean -- she'd   
   actually squeaked a time or two while they were in the shower,   
   washing each other.  But subconsciously, it just wasn't doing   
   anything for him.   
      
   He'd heard of rim jobs, but he didn't think this was what they   
   meant.   
      
   A new plan was in order, but before he could come up with   
   one, he came.   
      
   Hard.   
      
   Without any warning.   
      
   One minute, he was trying to focus on a way to give back the   
   pleasure he was getting while having his brains sucked out   
   through his dick.  The next minute, Scully had scraped her nails   
   across his balls as she was kneading them and that was it.  His   
   orgasm didn't even creep up on him -- it exploded in his gut,   
   clenching muscles tight, white-hot waves of release pulsing   
   through his shaft.  He barely had time to gasp before he was   
   shooting his load right into her mouth, completely incapable of   
   stopping or returning the favor.   
      
   Mulder collapsed limply onto the bed, arms thrown over his   
   head, eyes closed, winded and spent.  He felt the mattress dip   
   and sway as Scully moved, but he couldn't be bothered to   
   crack an eyelid to see what she was doing.   
      
   Until he felt her ass settle on his chest.  He peeked under his   
   lids enough to see that she was kneeling astride his chest,   
   facing him.  Which meant he was not only getting a close-up   
   gander at her swollen clit poking out of her pubic hair, but   
   also of her fisted hands resting on her naked hips.   
      
   He'd left her high and dry, just as he'd been afraid he would.   
      
   "Mulder..."  She was pissed at him, too.   
      
   "Sorry, Scully."  His voice was raspier than usual and he   
   cleared his throat.  "I did my best.  You're just too good for   
   my self-control."   
      
   She huffed and straightened up on her knees.  "So what am I   
   supposed to do NOW?"   
      
   His eyes popped open.  Her position change was perfect!  Clever   
   Scully.  She'd solved the problem for him and didn't even know it.   
      
   He grabbed her hips, sat up and latched onto her clit.  Scully let   
   out a screech and fell forward, slapping her palms against the   
   wall behind the bed.  It was exactly the right angle.   
      
   Mulder nibbled her hard bud for a few seconds, then pulled her   
   in closer so he could lap at her folds.  His nose automatically   
   rubbed up against her clit, as he'd known it would.  He could   
   already feel her legs trembling and the volume of her moans   
   was increasing at a rapid rate.  All he needed to do was move   
   back to her clit and nip ...   
      
   Scully went rigid in his grasp, shaking and panting as he   
   swiped his tongue up her slit over and over again.  He   
   gradually slowed his caresses until she sagged away from the   
   wall, barely holding herself up on weak legs.  Her head   
   drooped as Mulder helped her to slide down his body and   
   stretch out next to him.   
      
   They lay quietly for a moment before she murmured sleepily,   
   "We were supposed to do that together.  That's what makes it a   
   sixty-nine."   
      
   Mulder chuckled and kissed the top of her head.  "If you weren't   
   such an expert, I would have lasted longer."   
      
   She sighed.  "Guess I'm just too good for my own good."   
      
   "Don't worry, Scully," he said.  "We'll do it again soon.  I   
   promise."   
      
   She grumbled and snuggled into his side.  Mulder rubbed her   
   back as he relaxed into sleep.   
      
      
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