Mulder and Scully reluctantly returned to their separate but adjoining motel
rooms after a  hot, sweaty case they barely solved because they were too busy
craving each other to focus on boring stuff like evidence.

Scully snuck out to a nearby Nifty Fifties and sublimated her sexual urges with a
Reeses Peanut Butter 'N Chocolate milkshake. She returned to the room, her
sultry lips wrapped around the throbbing straw, as Mulder was exiting his bathroom.

The frothy shake tasted soooo goood. She moaned. Mulder leaned against the
adjoining door, shocked and thrilled that his partner was so obviously and
loudly pleasuring herself. He ripped opened his fly lest it injure his ballooning
erection.

Scully sipped and moaned. Mulder moaned back and had a mindshattering orgasm
against the door, two feet away from where Scully stood.

Startled, Scully dropped her milkshake. She was really mad. She made Mulder
clean himself up and buy her another one.


The End