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Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Well, seeing
as how "The X-Files" is my favorite show and Gillian Anderson is one of the
world's most beautiful women, this was somewhat inevitable. Hope you like
it. Oh, by the way, in case you're wondering, yes, you can imagine David
Duchovny's real-life wife Tea Leoni as the Tea of my story. Enjoy.



X-Files: X-Otic X-Periences (m/f,f/f,mc)
by Anynom

Deep inside the basement of the Federal Bureau Of Investigation in Washington
D.C. is a secluded office, holding the most secluded, least-funded and least
credible department of the FBI. It's official name is "The Department For the
Investigation of Crimes and Events Involving Unexplained Phenomena." Everyone
else calls it the X-Files. If it's weird, unusual or just plain bizarre, it
ends up here. For the two agents who investigate these cases, the abnormal is
normal.

"Seven reported cases," Fox Mulder said. He had laid out a series of folders
and photographs on his desk. His usually expressionless face had a big smile
on it, indicating he really thought he had a hot one here. He watched as his
partner Dana Scully leaned down to examine the files. An attractive woman
with bright red hair that clashed with her dark suit, Scully held a more
skeptical view than her partner, as evidenced by the dubious look on her
face.

"Each one with similar symptoms," Mulder continued. "Four men, three women,
each of whom came across a mysterious figure and immediately become so
infatuated, they need sex right then and there, no matter what. They wake up
a few hours later with her gone and a strange mark on each of their bodies."
Mulder pointed to a photo, showing a woman's breast with a mark above it that
appeared to be a bright red Greek symbol. "So, what do you think?"

Scully glanced at her partner. "Mulder, in the years since I've known you,
you have dragged me on investigations of aliens, government conspiracies,
witchcraft, ghosts, demons, vampires, monsters of earth, air and sea, serial
killers and more types of mutants than I ever wanted to experience in my
life. So understand the significance of this statement: This is hands-down
the stupidest-sounding case you have ever come up with."

"What's wrong with it?" Mulder frowned.

"A bunch of people engaging in hot sexual acts? That's not an X-File, Mulder,
that's an episode of *The Red Shoe Diaries.*"

"Hey, don't knock *The Red Shoe Diaries.*"

"The point is, these people need counselors, not investigators."

"But Scully, listen to this," Mulder said, picking up a file. "This town is
in Utah, really conservative. These people barely have sex with their own
spouses. They think Disney films have too much sexual innuendo in them. And
then there's the markings on the bodies."

"This should be good."

"I ran this by the Lone Gunmen. Forhike's the one who alerted me to this case
in the first place."

"What a shock."

"According to them, the symbol is Greek. They tracked it down to an old
drawing in a manuscript that claims the mark is a sort of calling card for
whoever did this."

"I'm going to hate myself for asking this, I already know. Who?"

"Aphrodite."

Scully stared at him. "You're saying that Aphrodite, the Greek Goddess of
Love, is responsible for this."

"No, actually I'm not."

"Thank God, I was worried there for a minute."

"Actually, I think it's one of her nymphs."

"Why do I even get my hopes up?"

"Don't laugh, Scully. Look, it's a known fact that each of the Greek Gods had
their own little helpers or nymphs. Who better than one of Aphrodite's to do
this? Do a little dance, make a little love, generally get down tonight."

"Mulder, even for you, that theory is insane."

"Sorry you feel that way, Scully. We leave in two hours."

* * *

"I really don't remember much," the young blond woman said as Mulder and
Scully faced her inside the living room of her comfortable Utah home. "I was
going for some groceries, that was it. I stopped to get some gas. I fill up
the car, pay for it and I'm walking out when someone comes up to me."

"Was it a man or a woman?" Mulder asked.

The woman sighed. "I don't know. I'm sorry, I just can't remember. I don't
know who they were, I don't know hair color or height or build or anything
like that."

"Is there anything you do recall?" Scully asked.

"The eyes," the woman answered. "They were brilliant, green-yellow. I
remember looking at them and feeling so relaxed, so calm, like nothing was
wrong."

"And that's the last thing you remember before waking up in your bedroom?"
Mulder said.

"Well, clearly. I mean, I sometimes get flashes at night. Nothing real clear,
it's all blurry. I really don't recall much." She grinned. "Except it was
good. It was damn good. It was the best sex I've ever had in my life."

Scully gave Mulder look 7: "Please tell me you're not buying any of this."
Ignoring it, Mulder continued the questioning. "The mark on your body. How
long did that stay on you?"

"About a week," the woman answered. "I just woke up one morning and it was
gone, like it had never been there."

"Well, thank you for your information," Mulder said as he and Scully stood.

"Um, if you don't mind me saying so, I really don't think there's much of a
case here," the woman said. Scully had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.
"I mean, it's not like anyone got hurt or anything."

"Maam, I hate to say this, but you were violated," Mulder pointed out.

"That's just it. I wasn't. Okay, it wasn't by choice, but I loved it. I mean,
I really, really loved it. And it's helped things out between me and my
husband. I'm telling you, we haven't been getting along this well, in and out
of bed, since we were married."

"So, you wouldn't care if we found who did this?"

"Only if I could thank them."

"So, what do you think?" Mulder asked as he and Scully walked out of the
house.

Scully faced him. "The exact same thing I've thought at the last six houses,
Mulder. This is an unbelievable waste of time and money. Where is the crime
here? These people don't even mind what happened to them. Hell, they've never
been so happy before this."

"Okay, no crime but there is a mystery in how this person does this."

"Mulder, anyone with a fake prescription pad can attain the right drugs to
cause such a suggestible state. It's chemical, not supernatural." She turned
and began walking off.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the hotel. If we're going to waste another day before our flight
leaves tomorrow, I might as well relax a little."

"But, Scully, I could use your help. I'm planning on canvassing the local
bars later. Don't you want to come with?"

"Good-night, Mulder."

* * *

Mulder couldn't help but give a yelp as he was literally thrown through the
bar doors, landing in a heap on the street outside. "And stay out, ya freak!"
One of the four large men standing in the doorway cried out.

Mulder sighed and brushed at his coat as he stood up. "Was it something you
said?" A soft female voice spoke up. Mulder turned to see a woman standing
before him. She had extremely short blond hair and a nice smile. She was
attractive, Mulder couldn't deny that, a nice, lithe body in a tight black
outfit that accented her well.

Mulder shook his head. "Here's a tip. Never ask sexual questions to a barroom
full of bikers. They tend to take it personally."

"I'll remember that," the woman said. "By the way, I'm Tea."

"Fox Mulder, FBI," Mulder replied.

"Ah, a professional man. So rare to find one of those around here. Pleasure
to meet you, Fox."

"Call me Mulder."

"Oh, I think Fox suits you better."

"Boy if I had a dime for every time I'd heard that....I'd have a dollar."

"So, where to, Fox?"

"Actually, it's back to the hotel for me. I've got an angry partner waiting
for me."

"Afraid she's going to have to wait a bit longer," Tea said, smiling. She
focused on Mulder and for the first time, he noticed her brilliant glowing
eyes. "What hotel?"

Without knowing why, Mulder suddenly told her the hotel address and room
numbers for both him and Scully. "How convenient, I'm staying there too," Tea
said. "Tell you what, why don't we go to my room? Have a little fun?"

"Sure," Mulder said. He was really in no condition to resist, seeing as how
he could no longer think of anything but how great it felt to be able to
stare in Tea's eyes. They walked back to the hotel, Mulder not even feeling
his feet hitting the street. A few times, a doubt or two would flash into
his mind, asking him why he was doing this. Then Tea would give him another
glance and one look at those eyes would erase any doubts.

"Come on in," Tea smiled as she took Mulder by the hand and led him inside
her room. She pulled him in and kissed him hard on the lips. Mulder had never
felt anything like this before and the effect was stunning. It wasn't just
the kiss itself, even though that was mind-blowing enough. It was a feeling
of electricity that went through Mulder when his lips hit hers. It was like
every hair in his body was standing on its end, along with a few other
things.

Before Mulder's fogged mind could realize what was happening, he was lying on
the bed, his clothes a pile on the floor. He glanced up to see Tea yanking
down his shorts, a wicked grin on her face. She stood up and Mulder suddenly
realized she was naked as well. Her breasts were tight and pert, the blonde
patch between her legs glistening with juice. She crawled onto the bed and
placed her face over Mulder's erect cock. "Oh, very nice. Fox, indeed." She
took his cock in her hands and slowly rubbed her hands up and down its shaft.
She tickled the tip with her tongue, a smile on her face. "Very nice." She
placed the cock in her mouth and began sucking on it. Mulder couldn't even
move, the rush of ecstasy literally paralyzing him. He had never known
anything like this before and couldn't wait for it to continue.

After a minute, Mulder lifted his head, his eyes once again meeting Tea's.
The instant he saw her glowing orbs, Mulder let go, blasting his wad down
Tea's throat. She didn't even pause to swallow, she just continued to suck
on his cock hard, licking away all his cum. Tea pulled her mouth away and
then mounted Mulder's ready cock, the shaft easily sliding into her wet
pussy. She began to gently rock her pelvis around his cock, pushing it deep
inside her. She leaned down and gave him another electrifying kiss, her
breasts hanging over his chest. She shifted forward, still on his cock, and
let one nipple graze against his mouth. He pursed his lips around it, sucking
on it gently before Tea sat back up and concentrated on riding him. She
leaned back and grinned as she felt him begin to let go. She tightened her
thighs on his shaft and that was it. They orgasmed together in a fury of
passion that left both exhausted.

Tea leaned down on the spent Mulder and kissed him gently on the shoulder.
"Stay here for a while," she said in a voice that only slightly sounded
commanding. "I've got an errand to attend to. Until then, sleep." Mulder
didn't want to stop looking at her eyes but a wave of fatigue came over him
and he slumped on the bed, her glowing eyes the last thing he remembered
before it all went black.

* * *

Scully was not in a happy mood. This entire case was totally idiotic to the
point of ridiculous. Why she had even let Mulder talk her into coming was
beyond her. The last thing she wanted was to investigate people whose only
crime was that they were seeing more action than she had in the last five
years. Something else she owed to Mulder.

A knock on the door interrupted her perusal of several files. She thought
about ignoring it, sure it was Mulder with another wild idea that would
prove to be nothing. But the knocking continued, a light knock that didn't
seem like Mulder. Standing up from the table, Scully walked over to the door
and opened it. Standing before her was Tea, totally naked, cum visible on
her pussy and chin. Before Scully could say a single stunned word, Tea locked
eyes with her and all of Scully's thoughts seemed to fade away.

"So, you're Fox' partner," Tea said as she entered the room, shutting and
locking the door behind her. "What's your name?"

"Dana...Dana Scully," Scully whispered, her eyes still glued to Tea's.

"Dana. I'm Tea. I just met your partner. Great guy. Bet you and he have fun,
huh?"

"We're just partners," Scully automatically answered.

"But you want to be more, right, Dana? I know." Tea took Dana by the hand and
led the enthralled agent over to the bed. Standing before her, Tea began to
undress Dana, one item of clothing at a time. "See, the reason I'm here on
Earth is to fix people up. Get new couples togther, help others through a
tough time. Usually Cupid does that, but he fell out of favor a while ago and
I got the job from Aphrodite." She threw Dana's suit aside and took in the
black bra and panties covering the agent. "See, I can sense true love. It's
what draws me to people. It's what lets me know I'm needed. My job is to make
sure that love is strong. She grinned at Scully as she undid her bra, freeing
Scully's breasts. "Of course, I was given my choice on how to do things. I
kind of like this way. It's a little different than what Aph had in mind, but
it's a lot more fun."

On a deep, subconscious level, Scully realized this was all wrong. Not just
the fact that this woman was undressing her, but also the fact that she could
feel herself becoming aroused by it. The very sight of Tea's eyes was enough
to make her feel things she hadn't felt in a very long time. The clincher
came when Tea embraced her and kissed her full on the lips. It was a gentle
kiss, but it was enough to send Scully over the edge. Any doubts or
hesitation vanished from her instantly as she and Tea fell onto the bed.

Tea's mouth continued to kiss even as it moved down Dana's throat and to her
breasts. Tea cupped one breast in her hand and gently stroked it as her other
hand moved down Dana's body to her pussy. Tea's hand massaged Scully's
womanhood, feeling it growing wet under her palm. Her fingers moved past the
pubic hair to enter the lower lips. Scully moaned as she felt Tea inside her,
probing her pussy with her two fingers. At the same time, Tea licked at
Dana's breasts, tickling the nipples, each lap of the tongue coinciding with
the fingers digging into the agent's body. Tea moved up and kissed Scully
hard on the lips. Lost in ecstasy, Scully was only too willing to pay her
back in full, her lips pressing against the other woman's. Scully' mouth
widened against Tea's as she felt herself come loose, her juices splattering
against Tea's hand, staining the lovely red nails.

Tea broke off the kiss and swung herself around, her face hanging above
Scully's pussy. "Red. My favorite," she hissed before diving in between
Scully's legs, her tongue going to work. Scully was going crazy from lust,
needing to find a way to release her passions. Since Tea's blond patch hung
above her, the answer was obvious. Scully extended her tongue and touched
the other woman's pussy, the sweet taste of juice falling onto her tongue.
She went to work, her tongue jabbing up at Tea's pussy, trying to give the
other woman some of the pleasure Scully was receiving. They stayed in the 69
position for several moments before their efforts bore fruit, both coming at
once, their bodies shaking the bed as they orgasmed.

Scully felt Tea swing around above her and opened her eyes to see Tea's
glowing eyes fill her vision. "Rest up," Tea whispered. "You're going to need
it." Her voice echoed in Scully's head as she slumped back, her eyes closing.

* * *

Scully came awake with a start as she heard a knock on her door. She glanced
around, trying to figure out what was happening. She was lying naked on the
bed, the sheets strewn about and a red mark on her breast. She heard the
knocking and instinctively stood up, grabbing a robe from the closet and
pulling it on as she unlocked the door. She opened it to see a dishelved
Mulder standing before her. His tie was gone, his shirt was half-unbuttoned
and a look of bafflement was on his face. "Um, something odd just happened to
me," he said uncertainly.

"I can relate," Scully answered. "I think something weird happened to me."
Her eyes were caught by a mark under Mulder's shirt. Moving it, she saw a red
mark on his shoulder identical to the ones reported on the victims. "Do you
remember who it was?"

Mulder was staring at her. "Nope. Do you?" Scully stared at him before
realizing her robe was partly done, exposing not only her mark, but also her
breast. She pulled the robe shut and the two spent a moment staring at one
another. Then Mulder moved forward and kissed her on the lips. She answered
back passionately as their feelings for each other finally came loose. They
staggered toward the bed, Scully pulling off Mulder's clothes as they went.
Her robe fell at the foot of the bed as they both collapsed onto it, still
kissing. They rolled around on the bed, Mulder coming on top. He buried his
head in between Scully's breasts, kissing the soft curves as they rubbed
against one another. He pushed his cock into her, both not wanting to waste
any more time, wanting to feel each other bad. They made love gently but
firmly, with a passion and feeling reserved for true lovers. Even though
they were both eager, neither hurried, Mulder's shaft lightly sliding inside
Scully as she rotated her pelvis to meet his movements. Mulder sat up,
pulling Scully up with him. She locked her legs around him as he continued
to work on her. They continued to kiss as he went, their passions building
with each moment. Finally, they came together in an orgasm that seemed to
bind them both. They slumped against one another, heaving with breath,
neither knowing of the glowing, smiling eyes that were taking in the entire
scene with the pride of a job well done.

* * *

The mood inside the office of Assistant Director Walter Skinner was deathly
silent. The only sound came from the turn of a page as Skinner went over the
report on his desk. He finally looked up at the two agents sitting before
him. "I hope you realize the difficult position you've put me in. It's not
often that two of my agents are found by a hotel cleaning staff lying in the
wreckage of a room, totally naked together."

"Sir, as mentioned in the report, Agent Mulder and myself seem to have been
exposed to the same aphrodisiac that the perpetrator used in his or her
seductions."

"And that is why you two were----you know?"

"That's correct, sir."

"Agent Mulder."

"While my theory as to the nature of these events is different sir, I do
concur that neither Agent Scully or myself were in full possession of our
faculties when we engaged in this display of improper behavior."

"Display of improper behavior. That's an interesting way of putting it,"
Skinner muttered. "Given the work histories of both of you, I am willing to
give you the benefit of the doubt and assume this was a wild, one-time only
occurrence. That is to be my last word on this subject as I don't want to
have this mentioned ever again. Agreed?"

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

"Well, that wasn't too bad," Mulder said as he and Scully walked down the
hallway from Skinner's office. "We didn't get reassigned or anything."

"True. Skinner did seem understanding. Mulder, what really happened? And
don't give me that nymph theory again."

"Whatever happened, Scully, it's best for us to put it behind us. Pretend it
never happened."

"Just forget it. Go on with our lives as ususal."

"That's right. We can't risk our work or our careers over a one-time thing."

"You're absolutely right."

"So, your place or mine?"

"Mine. I have a bed, remember?"

"See you at eight."

"Don't forget the wine."

"I've got it."

    

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