The X-Files had been going through a dry spell lately, with reports and leads on aliens growing strangely scarce in the last month. They had turned their attention back to their existing cases. They had decided that the open case in Metropolis needed some follow up, and Superman wasn't exactly easy to get a hold of as a secretive alien that flew at supersonic speeds.
Dana Scully was dispatched to the big city now that the agency had the time and opportunity. She would be lacking her usual partner, with Mulder already on another case, but Superman was confirmed to be stopping some major threat somewhere out in space. Superman wouldn't be there to get a hold of, but they wanted Agent Scully to be poking around for any clues about him that may have been left behind.
Scully spent most of her time there going through public records. She had tried interviewing a few eye witnesses, but they couldn't provide more than general praises and the same vague descriptions. They weren't providing anything more useful than the newspaper articles. Scully was planning to investigate the sites of Super Man's recent rescues and battles, but in her research, she started to see a name that kept coming up.
Lois Lane, a journalist from the Daily Planet. She wrote more than half of the articles in all of Metropolis about Superman, or at least the ones that weren't just copycats following her lead. A good number of them were even personal accounts of her being caught up in a robbery or a super villain's attack and how Superman had personally saved her as well as the city.
It was soon clear to Scully that no one she had access to was going to have better intel on the subject. Her department meant no harm to neither him nor Lois, of course, but it was assuring to know that even with super hearing and speed, there wouldn't be any chance of interruptions.
Scully was able to track her down fairly easily, as Lois' usual work day went fairly predictably. The reporter got home to her apartment, but wasn't in there for long before Scully entered the building and came knocking on her door. Lois was still in the business-like skirt and blouse when she answered the door, the redhead in a dark green skirt and open blouse under a suit jacket as she flashed her badge.
"Special agent Dana Scully, FBI. I'd like to ask you a few questions about your relationship with Superman," she said curtly.
Lois looked surprised, naturally, but stepped aside to let her sudden visitor inside her apartment. Dana looked around the classy apartment as she entered, sitting down on Lois' couch before its owner sat on the other end.
"So what is it?"
"Excuse me?" Lois asked, a bit uncomfortable at the intrusion but growing closer towards annoyed already.
"Your relationship with Superman," Scully pressed.
"Friendly. I don't really know him, but he's saved me a few times," Lois explained plainly. "I assume you read the papers, Miss Scully."
"Only as part of the job. Do you have any personal contact with Superman? You know, outside of collapsing bridges and strange men with ray guns."
"It's strictly professional," Lois insisted. "We've met a number of times, some small talk, but that's all. Never more than a few minutes."
"And no side effects?"
"Excuse me!?" Lois asked a bit more sharply.
"From flying with him? There were photos of him carrying you from that burning building, and you've probably spent more time with him than anyone, given the news records. Anything from kissing him, sleeping with him... any contact you may have. Have you experienced any side effects?"
"No!" Lois answered, clearly irritated by this point. "We're not dating or anything. He's a superhero, not a disease!"
"He's an alien creature we know almost nothing about," Scully corrected sternly. "He's basically off the grid, and even if he has pure motivations, we have no idea what he's exposing us to. It's my job to find out."
"By making accusations about my sex life?" Lois snapped at her. "I told you, I barely know him."
"So who he is he?" Scully asked, getting Lois' eyebrows to raise as she dropped the hard question. "Who is the man behind Superman? You've reported on him enough that you have to have some idea, at least."
"I don't know," Lois bluffed. Scully jotted something down, but didn't look terribly convinced. "He lives in a fortress of solitude. How would I know?"
"Well if anyone would have a clue, it would be you, I'd think. You're a bright girl and a journalist who's talked to him on more than a dozen seperate occasions. You must have pulled something out of him."
"No, because I'm not like that! I trust him!” Another partial lie.
Scully frowned at her and leaned on her knee. "Miss Lane, I'm going to have to ask you to be more cooperative with us, or else we're not going to get anywhere with this investigation."
"That’s fine by me," Lois insisted, standing back up. "So I'm going to have to ask you to leave!"
"I have every authority to be here," Scully replied firmly. "And I know a lie when I hear it, Lois. I don't leave until I get some answers to report back to my superiors."
"How about you tell them to fuck off?" Lois hissed, grabbing Scully by the arm and shoving her towards the door roughly. Scully just leered back angrily, trying to do her job when this entitled bitch was getting in her way.
"How about you stop fucking any flying stranger with a six pack and then getting so high and mighty about it and give me some straight answers!?" Scully snapped back, no partner present to keep her temper in check on the mouthy reporter.
Lois interrupted the argument by slapping Scully across the face, the loud smack seeming to echo in the otherwise silent apartment. Scully leered back at her furiously, grabbing Lois by the collar and pulling her into a punch in the stomach. Lois doubled over, arms hugging around her middle as she had the wind knocked out of her.
Scully pressed her advantage, any pretense of this being an official interview seemingly out the window as she kneed the brunette in one of her tits. Lois let out a low grunt from the hit before Scully slammed a fist over her back to drive her to her knees.
"Ready to cooperate now, you mouthy little cunt?" Scully hissed at her. Lois just moaned for a moment before she threw a quick, close punch right up between Scully's legs, flying up her skirt and into her pussy. "OOF!" The redhead's legs crossed and mouth opened as she leaned forward, cupping her aching groin.
"What's wrong? Can't take a love tap, you ginger dyke?" Lois snarled back at her, grabbing Scully by her jacket. She pulled in an attempt to throw her to the ground, but Scully staggered enough that she simply landed on top of her, Scully falling out of the jacket as she stumbled into her.
"Get off me, you fucking government spook!" Lois snapped, shoving a hand up into Scully's face. It forced the redhead's head back, but she reached down over the top of Lois' blouse and buried her claws into the vulnerable flesh exposed near her bra. The brunette shrieked and recoiled, but being beneath the two of them gave her nowhere to retreat to. Scully squeezed and raked her nails down her front, tearing at the fabric and buttons as well as her skin. The blouse had spilled open before Lois put a fist into her face, stunning her long enough to sock her again and knock her off of her completely.
Lois got up to her knees, rubbing her chest tenderly. "You psycho bitch! My top!" she snarled at her, Scully rubbing the back of her hand over her reddening cheek. Her chest puffed up and down with her heavy breathing as she glared at Lois.
"You're the one who started this, super slut. You know you swung first," Scully growled at her.
"Because you deserved it. Don't come into my house talking shit like that unless you can take it."
Scully just spat on her floor and charged into her, throwing a knee at Lois' head. She brought her arms up to stop the blow short, grabbing at Scully and latching her fingers on the hem of her skirt. Scully pulled away from her, but when the redhead couldn't break free, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. Lois screamed as she was dragged back, but yanked Scully's skirt down with her. It hooked around her knees and pulled her off her feet, both women tumbling to the ground and Scully left with nothing but her panties below her waist.
"You fucking skank!" Scully snapped at her, kicking Lois in the side. The reporter winced and staggered up to her feet, holding her ribs while Scully struggled to squirm out of her skirt around her ankles. Lois used the opening to stomp down on her chest, flattening Scully's tit to the ground as her own chest bounced in her bra.
"AUGHHH!" Scully let out a pained scream as her breast was crushed underfoot, reaching out and scratching at her legs. The sharp red lines going down her calves made Lois hiss and recoil from the pain, but Scully grabbed at her to try to keep her in reach. She managed to catch onto the edge of Lois' own skirt, digging in with her nails and pulling down. It caught on the brunette's hip, but there was a tearing noise as the fabric of her panties ripped open, exposing one of her ass cheeks.
"You fucking bitch! Get off!" Lois shouted back at her, kicking clumsily at the agent as she pulled at her panties. The tear was long enough that her underwear was left useless, and her skirt barely covering them up at all. Scully tackled her while she struggled with her wardrobe malfunction, bringing Lois down and straddling her midsection. Lois shoved her hands up at her, clawing and slapping Lois in a frenzy of angry swings. Her hands struck at her skin with loud smacking noises as Scully’s top was stretched and torn from her chest, both women soon in nothing but their bra and panties under the remains of their ruined tops.
Scully finally managed to grab onto Lois’ bra and pull up quickly, tearing it clean off of Lois’ body and dragging her tattered blouse with it. Lois was left beneath her in nothing but her panties, and even they were in poor shape. Scully’s hands quickly went to the reporter’s chest, palming them before squeezing and scratching her breasts.
“How you like that, you sleazy slut?” Scully snarled at her, the two professional women abandoning any pretenses of that to tear into each other that much more. Lois let out a long, angry groan as her tits were crushed and clawed, grabbing at Scully's tattered top in return. She pulled down on the collar, getting another loud rip as it pulled a great tear went down her blouse and snapping one of her bra straps. Scully's right breast fell out, Lois gritting her teeth through the pain to administer her own, slamming punches into the side of the redheaded agent's exposed tit.
A few hard hits and Scully broke her grip on Lois to block her breast, folding her arms up around them. Lois was able to buck to one side, knocking the agent off of her and to the floor. The brunette jumped onto her back, pulling up on the barely hanging bra to catch it against Scully's throat. Scully gagged as she pulled back at the bra, starting an off-balance tug of war with Lois. Scully reached back to claw and pull at her clothes, tearing the last of her panties to bits, but unable to make the reporter break her chokehold as her face started turning red.
Seeing she wasn't getting out by force, the redhead turned her face sharply to bite into Lois' fingers. Lois let out a shout and pulled back, letting the women break apart from each other and glare at once another. They both rolled away from each other, catching their breath as they shoved off the last of their clothing, the scraps only serving as distractions at this point since they covered up nothing.
"I hope you realize that you're royally pissing off a federal agent, bitch," Scully huffed as she braced herself for another attack. Her scratched up chest bobbed up and down with her heavy breathing.
"Like I give a shit," Lois snapped back. She threw a kick at Scully's legs, the redhead clumsily shoving it aside to deflect it. It put Lois off balance enough for Scully to shove her tits, knocking her over backward onto the couch. Scully dropped to her knees in front of her and shoved her hand between her legs, scratching her nails over Lois' exposed pussy. The brunette screamed at the surprising attack, trying to close her legs. Scully just used her other hand to claw at her thigh, pulling her back open and hooking her nails in deeper between her labia.
Lois grit her teeth to try to ignore the pain, but when it wouldn't leave she raised a leg and kicked Scully right in the face. The redhead fell to the floor with a clumsy thud before gingerly touching her face and feeling a bit of blood coming from her nose. Lois rubbed her crotch a moment before she kicked down again, hitting Scully in the temple and knocking her back down flat again.
While she was down, Lois mounted the agent's bare back, grinding her knee into her spine and crushing her breasts into the floor. Scully gave an angry shout as pain shot up her back, Lois grabbing her hair to pull and wrench her neck backward. Scully reached up and clawed at her hand, trying to force Lois to let go by scratching her wrist. Lois hissed and growled from the scratches left on her arm, but pulled hard enough on Scully's hair to lift her upper body off the floor. She reached around to the agent's chest, squeezing one of her breasts roughly and digging her nails into her soft skin.
"Auggh! That's my tit, you fucking cunt!" Scully screeched in outrage and agony. she thrashed around under her, Lois still staying on top. Scully threw herself completely to her side, knocking Lois over with her and loosening her grip. Scully grabbing hold of the reporter's foot and lifted it up, paying her back for the nasty clawing attacks by biting into her toes.
"Get off, you dirty little shit!" Lois shouted as the pain shot up her leg. Lois punched Scully across her cheek, freeing her foot from the redhead’s mouth. The agent fell back onto the floor, but not without dragging her nails along Lois' thigh in the process. Lois just pounced on her from the couch and managed to grab Scully by the wrists, pushing her down in a crude schoolboy pin. Scully shook back and forth, trying to rock herself free, but Lois just used her position to lean in and bite into one of her swinging nipples.
"AIIEEEE!" Scully screamed, spasming and shaking that much harder. Lois locked her teeth down and pulled back on Scully's tit, stretching out the pale breast. Scully howled on in pain, arching her back to keep her tit from being pulled too far from the rest of her body. She grit her teeth and thrust up her knee, crushing it into Lois' pussy. The brunette grunted hard and released Scully's hands as her fingers went slack. Scully fixed her legs under Lois and kicked upward, managing to flip her over her head so that Lois landed flat on her back. The redhead turned to grab her by the hair, leaning back against the couch and lashing her legs around Lois’ head.
Scully flexed her thighs, squashing the reporter's head in between them. Lois let out a scream as her face turned a deep red, the blood rushing to her head from the trapping scissors. She clawed desperately as Scully's thighs, growling and struggling as she tried to slip free. Lois even resorted to biting into Scully's flexing legs, hard enough to draw blood. This got an outraged cry from the redhead, but Lois kept her hold on tight.
"You're not getting out of there that easy, you super slut!" Scully shouted down at her, throwing a punch into the face buried between her thighs. Lois let out a quick cry of pain from the blow, trying to get her arms high enough to block her face as some blood ran down her lip. "I'll shut your fucking mouth for good, you cocky little cunt!"
Lois coughed for air, but still scowled up angrily at her hated opponent. When Scully next unclenched her legs to apply some fresh pain, Lois was ready. She thrust her hand up into her pussy, roughly shoving her fingers inside and started squeezing the handful of flesh and pubic hair. Scully gave a distorted howl of surprise and pain as she released the scissor, trying to crawl away from the attack. Lois still held onto her snatch, twisting and pulling to keep the vicious grip on her opponent.
"Still going to shut me up, you fucking government pig?" Lois shouted at her enemy furiously. She squeezed as tightly as she could, crushing Scully's clit against her inner vagina. It stung sharply enough to drive Scully to rush away from her in one quick pull, letting the agent get to her feet. She leaned against the wall, bent over slightly as tears ran down her face. One hand cupped her crotch as she wheezed, overwhelming with pain and exhaustion.
Lois took a moment, sitting on the ground and rubbing her neck as she coughed some fresh air into her lungs. Seeing Scully reeling, Lois tackled into her, ramming her shoulder into the agent's stomach.
"UAGHH!" Scully grunted hard at the tackle, doubling over looking sick with pain. Lois threw a few more slaps at her breasts and punches into her sides, but was interrupted when Scully drove an elbow into her back. Lois fell to her knees with a weak cry, holding her back for a moment, but she grabbed onto Scully's legs for balance. Scully delivered a knee into her ribs, making the brunette's breasts bounce up, but Lois still grabbed onto both of Scully's thighs and bit into the agent's pussy.
Scully let out a blood-curdling scream as Lois buried her face between her legs and chewed away at her privates. The agent's legs quivered, and she dug her nails into Lois' scalp to try forcing her away. The reporter snarled and pulled at one of the lips of Scully's labia, stretching her out and tearing a few short, dark red hairs. Scully clawed at her more wildly, raking her nails over Lois' cheeks and forehead. Lois finally pulled back for a raspy breath of air that didn't taste like Scully's cunt, Scully quickly greeting her with a knee to the face.
Lois fell to the side, but Scully could only lean against the wall, holding her crotch and rubbing the fresh and bloody bites there. Lois spit on the ground and pulled a pubic hair from her teeth, the women sneering at one another with eyes full of hatred and disgust for each other.
"Hope you liked eating that pussy, you dirty dyke," Scully hissed, glaring hatefully at her as she rubbed her tender groin. It almost made her look like she was aroused by the fight rather than furious and in pain. "Because it's going to be the last you have in a long time once I bash your fucking teeth out!"
"You couldn't with those weak-ass punches, bitch! You're leaving this apartment or I'm throwing you out naked onto the street!" Lois snarled back, the women starting ease themselves back to their feet a bit dizzily. They were experiencing a lot of new kinds of pain in a lot of new places. They'd seen their share of action in their jobs, but they were never all-out fights like this, and never so intense or sexual as this.
Lois moved in at last and threw a punch for Scully, but she clumsily blocked it with a lucky twitch of her arm and followed up with a shot clean into Lois' mouth. "UUHH!" Lois grunted hard from the hit, head snapping downward and fresh blood coming from her lip. Scully grabbed her hair and slapped her across the face with a noisy CRACK, just for Lois to punch her back in the belly.
"NNNH!" Scully staggered and bent over from the body blow, letting go of Lois' hair. It was enough for her to grab the redhead's locks and swing up her knee, smashing it right into Scully's nose. The redheaded agent gave a high pitched howl as blood squirted from her nose and onto the floor and Lois' leg. The brunette stepped aside and yanked hard on the red locks, swinging Scully over her leg and tossing her to the floor.
Lois quickly straddled the dazed Scully's waist, and while the agent slapped and scratched at her bouncing breasts, Lois still squeezed her thighs around her midsection. The brunette grabbed her opponent's wrists, leaning sharply to one side and snaking her legs around Scully's stomach before squeezing hard.
"I'm not slutty enough to shove my pussy into someone's mouth in the middle of a fight," Lois taunted as she locked her ankles, stretching and squeezing her legs to clamp them around Scully's slender waist. The agent gave a high scream of frustration, reaching to claw and shove at Lois' legs. Lois kept her grip on her arms and pushed them back before she could get a proper grip and leave more than a few scrapes.
"Let go, you fucking cunt! I'll kick your whore ass for this!" Scully threatened.
"You're not in any position for shit talk, slut. No way I'm letting you get out of this one, you mouthy little bitch!" Lois shot back. She twisted and squeezed her legs around Scully, the redhead starting to grow red in the face with effort. Her stomach was starting to ache ached and it was hurting to breathe. The redhead finally twisted enough to grab Lois' breast, digging her nails in and biting into it like a beast with a piece of meat.
Lois howled in pain, parting her legs to instinctively try to scramble away from her. Scully didn’t have a firm enough bite to hold her back, but succeeded in getting out of the body scissor. Lois cradled her breast, tears in her eyes while Scully rubbed her stomach, both of their bodies bruised and lovely faces bleeding. After assessing their injuries, they didn’t bother resting as they each lashed out for their hated rival. They both wanted to capitalize on the other’s weakness and exhaustion, regardless of their own.
Scully tackled into Lois, taking her into a rolling, tangled catball across the floor. The redhead wrapped an arm around her back to squeeze their breasts together, forcing a painful cry from both of them. Scully held her in place while pushing her palm up into Lois’ chin, forcing her head backwards and arching her neck. Lois growled in frustration, but tipped her head enough to chomp down into the agent’s fingers. Scully screamed and recoiled from the bite, briefly pleased to see no damage worse than a few cuts and a bit of blood before her fury was brought back towards Lois.
“Thought you liked biting, you nasty bitch!” Lois hissed at her, just before she leaned into the crude bearhug to bite down on Scully’s lip like a vicious kiss. The redhead gave a startled scream of pain, but Lois grabbed onto her before she could retreat from the sting of her teeth. Scully brought her fist into Lois’ ribs to try to drive her off, but the reporter kept at her with her nails raking over her back and biting at her face. Lois ended up on top from her burst of offense, Scully bucking her hips into her naked foe as she clawed at her hips and ass, trying to force her off.
The best Scully could manage was to dig her nails into Lois' ass cheeks. The reporter just kept on growling and biting her face, ignoring the rough scratches going down her hips. Scully at last threw her legs up hard enough to flip Lois off of her, slamming the brunette into the ground behind her. Lois gave a grunt as she landed on all fours, rubbing her lower back when Scully straddled her back and grabbed her hair. Scully pulled up on the brunette's hair like a set of reins, forcing Lois’ head up with a sharp scream.
“Still think you’re hot shit, cunt?” Scully snarled before Lois cut her off with a sharp elbow back into her ribs. The agent grunted as she was she was toppled off to the floor, Lois leaning to one side so she could shoot a kick into Scully’s side. The redhead gave a hard grunt and curled up defensively, allowing Lois to grab the edge of the couch nearby and drag herself up to her feet. Scully was still struggling to get up when Lois stomped down on her neck, flexing her toes as she choked her with her foot. Scully gagged and grabbed at her ankle, staring up at her in alarm.
“You had to come starting shit, didn't you, bitch?!" Lois growled down at her, grinding her foot and letting Scully choke and squirm under her with a hateful satisfaction. "Well your department's going to get their answers from me, and my answer's going to be sending them back their skanky messenger covered in blood!"
Scully finally managed to push up on Lois' foot and roll to one side, breathing heavily as she grabbed for the couch to pull herself up. She barely reached her feet when Lois drive her knee into the side of Scully's aching breast. She grunted hard and fell back onto the couch, awkwardly landing with her hips hanging off the edge of the couch and her head and shoulders resting on the cushions. She was just starting to see straight when Lois turned and sat down on her face.
Scully screamed in muffled outrage and humiliation. She kicked her feet frantically, banging her heels against the floor and couch, but they were too far down to affect Lois, and her weight was holding down her entire upper body in her position. Lois' naked ass and pussy crushed Scully's face into the sofa, sitting on her cheek so she couldn't even try to bite at her if she wanted. It also gave Lois a perfect angle to pin her down and send punch after punch into the government agent's body. Her fists sank into Scully's battered breasts and arched stomach, leaving some more bruises before Lois seemed to tire of this and simply dig her nails into Scully's tits, pinching and pulling up on her hardened nipples.
Scully howled as her tits were stretched out of shape, Lois treated her battered body like a stress ball after all the pain and frustration the reporter had gone through herself. "You learn your lesson, slut?!" demanded the brunette, sitting up just enough to let Scully speak clearly. She coughed as her body tried to replace the musky air of Lois' crotch with the fresh air of the apartment.
"Oh fuck... stop..." she choked out.
"That doesn't sound like a 'yes' to me, you dumb bitch!" Lois hissed, sitting back down on her once again. Scully managed to emit a desperate "NO!" before she was squashed back to the couch again, this time Lois reaching between her legs. Scully's squirming picked up when she felt the reporter's fingernails brush against her thighs and proceeded to grab hold of her dark red bush.
Lois pulled up on Scully's pubic hair like she was doing some aggressive gardening. At first the redhead arched her back from the vicious yanking, but Lois felt higher, sharper screams coming from beneath her when some of the hairs started to give and were plucked from the agent's crotch. The fistful of hair caused Lois to lose her grip and Scully's lower half to fall onto the floor again, but the reporter tossed the stolen hair aside and reached back down for more.
By the time about half of Scully's snatch was torn into swollen, hairless agony, Lois sat up again. "You get me? You going to back the fuck off?!" she hissed. Lois nodded frantically, tears running down her sweaty and battered face.
"Yes! Stop! I'll leave!" the agent babbled out as quickly as she could before Lois decided to return to her punishment. She didn't even feel like she could stand up under her own power in this condition, heaving in huge, sucking breaths that made her scratched and swollen chest ache and her every bit of skin and muscles feeling like they was on fire.
"Damn right you will," Lois confirmed, but she still sat back down on Scully's face. The redhead let out a pleading wail below Lois, but the reporter simply rolled her hips to grind her pussy over the agent's face. "Now if you want out, you're going to have to eat your way out. You get me?"
Scully gave a pathetic whimper, but she couldn't see another way out (literally and figuratively). Lois felt her beaten foe open her mouth against her privates, sticking her tongue in reluctantly. "I know you can do better than that, slut," Lois hissed, though she started to hump against her face. Scully's face soured, but she leaned further into the intrusive pussy, already wet and open from the excitement of the fight. Her tongue slid between her hated opponent's pussy lips, giving miserable moans but only service to further excite Lois. The vibrations and the suffering of her beaten enemy aroused her quite quickly, and her humping grew rougher as she lost interest and concern for Scully's condition.
After a lot of vigorous riding where both women lost track of time, Lois gave loud, lusty grunt. She orgasmed heavily over Scully's face, leaving the unexpecting agent's face coated in her cum. Lois rubbed against her with a few more hard thrusts, riding out her orgasm and smearing her wet crotch's musk over the humiliated Scully's mouth and nose. Scully was just so overcome with pain and shame that she could hardly move, even if Lois weren't pinning her under her victorious pussy.
Lois finally stood up and grabbing Scully roughly by the hair. She dragged the agent after her like a misbehaving pet, except pulled by the hair and with her naked tits scraping along the flooor. Lois threw open her door just long enough to kick the agent out, grabbing her clothes (badge and all) and throwing them at her before shutting and locking her door. The brunette didn't much care what she did from there, because it wouldn't involve her. She felt like Scully would know better than to come chasing her as a lead again.
Scully had to simply lay there in the hall a while before she was able to hobble her way back to the car. She still wasn’t sure what she was going to tell the her superiors, but it was certainly going to be one hell of a report to send back to headquarters.
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