Title: Pregnant Passions Author: Angel Brown RAting: NC-17 Spoilers: Season 8 in general Summary: Doggett gives in to Scully's feminine wiles. XxXx Mickey's Pub 5:30 PM Dana Scully sat alone in a booth at the back of the pub. She used to meet Mulder here sometimes after work; now she was meeting John Doggett. A poor substitute, but he would do. He was a good guy, intelligent, an outstanding agent, but no Fox Mulder. Ah, speak of the devil, there he was now. The ruggedly handsome agent slid into the booth opposite his partner. "Agent Scully, you wanted to see me?" She seductively sipped on the straw in her ginger ale. "Yes, I did." Her face was fuller now in the full bloom of her condition and John Doggett thought she was prettier than ever. Just then, a waitress stopped by. "Bring me a Bud." The woman smiled and went away. "So...?" The redhead gave him one of her icey blue stares that could melt a man's soul. "I thought it was time to get to know you better." "Oh." An uncomfortable silence ensued while he examined his fingers. He smiled with one side of his mouth. "Not much to tell, really." The waitress brought him his beer and he gulped it gratefully. His parnter reached across the table and stroked the back of his hand. I believe there's a lot more to you than meets the eye, Agent Doggett." He loved the way she said his name, "Doggett", so sensuallly. God, Fox Mulder was one lucky Son of a Bitch. "I'm sure you've read my file, Agent Scully," he bandied. She licked her perfect lips. "Yes, I have." "So, you know everything." He took another drink of his beer. Scully slid her finger inside his palm. "I know you're as lonely as I am." Their blue eyes locked. "I guess I am." He gripped her finger. "Well, then?" her eyebrow arched in question. "I'm not seven months pregnant with another man's child." "No, of course not. You're just a man whose son is missing and your ex- wife still blames you because you couldn't find him." XxXx Doggett's Apartment 6:15 PM John Doggett unlocked the door and held it open for her like a gentleman. She entered, almost shyly, wondering why she was really here. He gently slipped her coat off her shoulders and hung it up in the closet. He looked at the floor, "Uh, you want some coffee?" She shook her head, "No." A long pause. "Thank you." "Ahhh, look, Agent Scully..." "Dana, please. No body ever calls me Dana anymore." He gently caressed her cheek,"Dana, a beautiful name for a beautiful woman." She closed her eyes, enjoying the human contact. Then,she opened her eyes and fought the urge to cry. Her parnter could see the pain on her face and the tears welling up along her lower lids. He enfolded her in his strong arms. "We're never gonna find him," she sobbed. He softly stroked her copper hair. " Course we will. Just takes time." "Not this much time. I'm afraid its been too long." Her tears flowed freely. "Hey, we'll find him." He kissed the top of her head. She kissed his cheek. John Doggett felt his maleness come alive at the feel of her lips on his skin. He rubbed her back. "Mmm, that feels good," she murmured. "My wife always liked it when she was expecting." She cupped his face in her hands. "What else did she like?" He grinned at the memory."She liked to have her feet rubbed." She pursed her lips, "Oooh, that sounds good." "Yeah? You want a foot massage, Dana?" "Sure. That'd be nice." He took her hand and led her over to the couch. She sat down and kicked off her pumps. He took a slightly swollen foot in both his hands and worked his thumbs along the sole. "Ahhh," she moaned, "that feels so nice." He smiled enjoying the act almost as much as she was. He repeated the movements on her other foot. "Oh, don't stop", she begged when his fingers slowed down. "You want more?" he asked with a gleam in his eyes. "Uh, huh." He reached up her pants' leg and pulled down her knee hi stockings. He then gently massaged each toe between his thumb and forfinger. She reclined on the couch. "You have magic fingers," she exhalted. "And that's not even what I do best." He lifted her foot to his mouth and ran his tongue along the underside of her toes. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. He sucked her big toe into his mouth making her eyes roll back in sheer delight. He lightly brushed his lips along her instep. "What else are you good at?" she queried enticingly. "You sure you really wannna know?" She eased a bare foot along his inner thigh. "I'm a big girl; I think I can take what ever you dish out." He grabbed her foot just before it made contact with his package and pulled her along the couch closer to him. He leaned over and tried to kiss her. The redhead averted her face just before his lips made contact, forcing him to kiss her cheek instead of her mouth. Doggett was not amused. He clutched a handfull of her pretty hair. "Don't play games, Agent Scully," he warned. She nipped his lower lip with her teeth. "You really want to fuck a pregnant woman?" "You've the sexiest pregnant woman I've ever seen." He caressed her rounded belly. "I've wanted you since the day I met you. There's a fire in you and I want to be burned." She traced his ear with her tongue. "You don't mind breaking Bureau policy to be with me?" "I figure this is just a temporary assignment for me. When we find your boyfriend, I'll be history all the way around." She loosened his tie and began unbuttoning his white shirt. "Always realistic. That's what I like about you, John Doggett," she said as she took off his shirt. He reached below her maternity top and massaged between her legs. "Most women like my hands." She closed her magnificent eyes and sighed, "I like them too." He felt the knit fabric of her slacks grow wet under his fingers. She was breathing heavy through her mouth, nearing orgasm. "Why don't we go to bed?" "Not now, don't stop," she begged. He pulled her slacks and cotton panties down, exposing her swollen genitals and her auburn bush. He ran his fingers over her sticky labia causing her to moan in pleasure. He used the pad of his thumb to stroke her clit. She softly whimpered as his finger entered her vagina. Her hips ground rhythmically as he manually brought her to orgasm. "Ohhh...ohhh...God," she cried in her release. Doggett kissed his partner's perfect lips. She eagerly opened her mouth and furiously Frenched him. His fingers were still inside her. "Oh, Dana, I want you so bad. Come on, come to my bed." "Okay," she consented and followed him into the bedroom. She slipped her jacket off along the way, letting it fall to the floor. He turned to watch her as she neared the bed. She stopped when she saw the odd expression on his face. "What's the matter?" "Your blouse...it's...wet." She looked down and blushed with embarrassment at the two wet stains at her nipples. "It's okay. I'm lactating early. It happens to a lot of women. You should see me in the shower; warm water just makes milk pour from me. Sometimes, I feel just like a cow." "Nah, you're not a cow," he reassured her as he began to unbutton her blouse. "You're a sexy woman who's gonna be a mother." She looked into his pale blue eyes. "You're not offened by this?" "No, not at all. I think it's erotic as Hell!" He took her blouse off and eased a bra strap off her shoulder as he kissed his way down her neck to her breast. He took a long raspberry colored nipple into his mouth and began to suckle. Her eyes watered in ecstasy as he nursed from her. "Oooh, ahhh, that... feels sooo good. You cant imagine the relief. My breasts get so sore and full." She stroked his hair. "This is great." "Oh, Honey, I'll suck you all night long if you want me to," he offered as he made his way to her other tit. He reached behind her and unfastened the clasp of her bra. She sighed as he began sucking her nipple. "This is so wonderful, but I hope you want to do more to me than just this." He stood back and took off his pants and Jockey shorts. He held his erect shaft in his hand, "You want this, Dana?" "Oh, yeah," she responded as she licked her lips invitingly. He put her hand on his length and guided her stroking motions. "Tell me how you want to do it, Dana." She smiled. "I don't know. I've never done it pregnant before. I guess I'll just defer to your expertise." "You like it on top?" "Uh, huh," she shook her head. "Well, then, I'll just lay down and let you take a little ride." He lay back on the bed and she climbed on top of him. He closed his eyes in enjoyment as he felt her warm, wet cunt engulf his cock. She rocked him gently inside her. He was in Heaven. He opened his eyes and watched this beautiful woman take him. Her bouncing tits were huge and bulbous, her areolas and nipples looking like big pink bullseyes. She was so juicey! Dana was really enjoying herself! She bent forward and deeply kissed him. His balls ached wanting to come, but she showed no signs of approaching climax and he wanted so much to get her off first. He eased his thumb between their bodies and found her nub again. He knew just how to make a woman get off that way every time. He felt her vaginal muscles gripping him harder, her body beginning to convulse. He knew he had good hands. She rode him faster in her throws of passion. Milk dripped from her nipples as she came. "Oh, Jesus! Doggett! Oh!" she cried. He smiled happily. Yep, he had good hands! He could tell she was tiring. "Dana, you wanna change positions?" "Sure, if you want to." "I want to do it Doggie style. It'll be easier on you." "Doggett style," she grinned, "whatever you say." She positioned herself on all fours. John Doggett looked appreciatively at her well-rounded ass. There was something to be said for the old addage "more cushion for the pushin"; he had always enjoyed making love to his wife when she was pregnant with their son. He put his hands on the curve of her hips and eased his rod inside. The feeling was delicious! He began steadily pumping into her. It wasn't long until he felt the familiar warmth building in his groin. God, she was a sweet piece of ass! He grunted as he released his seed inside her. He softly kissed her shoulder. "You were great, Dana." "So were you." She pecked him on the cheek and started to scramble out of bed. "I'll just get dressed and go now." He grabbed her arm. "No you don't. You've got to be tired. You should stay. Pregnant women need their rest." "Look, I appreciate the offer, but I should be going." "Dana, stay with me." She looked at him, naked and vulnerable. She knew it took a lot for him to ask that. "Okay." She crawled back into bed and snuggled up beside him. He kissed her tenderly kissed her forhead. "Thanks."