Mulder's inner voice being territorial. I quite like territorial.

I love that story. I like Mulder when he's being territorial about Scully. Kind of. Somehow this leads me to think of "All the Lies that Were My Life."

"Maybe I wouldn't be such a cunt if you weren't
trying to control every fucking move I make.

That's such a great line.

Well, you can't argue me down, you can't buy
me, and you sure as hell can't fuck me into
submission."

This is good, too.

"What are you talking about Scully? What is it
you think I want?"

"You want to own me. Body. Soul. Mind. All
of me. You want me to submit to you. You
don't want to have a doubt in your mind.
That's why you keep making all these power
plays, Mulder. Hell, you want to tie me up and
come on my face, slap me around a little,
maybe."

That was when I realized what she was doing.
She was getting her spare cuffs out of her
dresser and handing them to me.

This was insane. Clearly, inarguably insane.

And my cock got so hard so fast that I swear it
could have pushed Scully to the bed all by
itself.

It must say something about my sense of humor but I find this fic funny rather than dark.