Mulder on her lips

As Scully stares at/through you, you think you can see her whispering a single word, over and over. Though you can not hear it, and are **** to rely on your lip-reading abilities (which are meager), you can only assume that she is saying what you think she is saying: "Mulder." Repeatedly, softly, she repeats the word. You lay on your back, waiting, as Scully stands at the foot of the bed. In the low light, you can faintly see her slip her free hand inside her panties.

You begin to raise yourself off the bed, to sit up, and Scully quickly reacts by shoving you back down to the bed, pushing the gun against your shoulder. You fall back, worried about the gun, worried about what this semi-comatose person might do.

In answer to this unspoken question, you feel Scully pulling down your boxers, removing them from your legs entirely, leaving you nude on the bed. She pushes your legs apart slightly, and then you are **** to suppress a groan as the tickling touch of her tongue flicks lightly around the crown of your cock. As her face comes to rest above your crotch, you feel one hand cup your balls and the other rest the gun flat against your stomach.

Scully lays long wet kisses on your cock, leaving her saliva glistening on it, arousing you with the soft brushing of her lips, never taking the entirety of you into her mouth. She runs her tongue occasionally up the length of your cock, each time eliciting it to straighten out for her a little more, and then firming up the length with more kisses. As she works her mouth across and around your cock, her hand lightly massages your balls, building up pressure inside them.

Eventually her licks can stretch your cock no more, as it has reached its full length, and is hard, firm as wood, heavy and engorged. Sensing this, Scully stops licking it, and removes her hand from your balls, which are aching themselves. You wait with held breath for what will come next.