She'll take now. Every moment they have might be all they get, after all. And God, she's ready for him. Her breath hitches as he lines them up, and her eyes fall shut as she sinks down onto him. It's at once too much and not enough; it's close to perfect.

"Mulder," she murmurs a little dreamily, pleading, her arms settled around his shoulders as she rocks her hips, desperate to take him deeper even as she's overwhelmed by his size.