TITLE: Cum Deus, or, What Do You Know! Cum Is A Latin Word! Does This Mean That Trashy Penthouse Guy Is More Educated Than Me?
AUTHOR: bugs
CLASSIFICATION: Trashy Badfic, my one and only.
DISTRIBUTION: Don't you dare. Or I'll hunt you down and kill you. You think I'm kidding?
RATINGS: NC-17 for trash and stupidity
SPOILERS: All smut fics, everywhere. I'd like to thank all the little people...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: See end.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: For all the folks who know a good piece of trash when they see it, and that means you.

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Scully felt her come coming.

She wailed to Mulder, "I'm coming!" then realized they weren't using a condom and hadn't really discussed his sexual past even though she couldn't get pregnant and was as pure as driven snow, so she yelled, "Mulder, pull out before you come!"

He grunted, "Sure, baby!" just as he yanked his big ol' yonker out and came all over her stomach, splattering her with come.

"Ewww," they both said. Scully struggled out of bed, her legs wobbling from just coming. "Come with me, Mulder. Let's go wash this come off of us."

He smirked at her as he followed. "Give me a minute, babe, and I'll make you come again!"

 

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm confused.