There's no such thing as too loud. Damn his neighbors, damn the world, let Scully make all the noise she wants while he's thrusting his fingers into her. She's beautiful, all curves - some soft, some surprisingly firm - and the scent of her hair makes him feel like he's really alive and in this room. This isn't a hallucination on some distant spacecraft or government outpost. This is Scully, here with him, begging for him to give into an overwhelming need for closeness.

This is everything.

"I want you," he murmurs into her neck, reaching down to line up his cock. One smooth push, and he's in her, his breath shuddering against her back.