Part IXCloser
Finally, a car came down the alley. Alex flicked his cigarette into a
puddle and drew his gun. He waited for his contact to get out of the car
before he walked silently up behind him and pistol-whipped him into
unconsciousness. He then hefted the man into the back seat, got the keys and
slid into the drivers seat.
Thank god I hit the gym four times a week.
He adjusted the rear view mirror, started the car and drove away.
Mulder steered the shopping cart down the aisles of the near-empty grocery
store. Two lemons... chicken breasts... cilantro... he looked at his list again.
He couldn't believe he had made a shopping list. He couldn't believe he was
going to cook! What had possessed him to invite Alex over for dinner? He
couldn't cook!
As soon as he hit send on the e-mail invitation he panicked. What the
hell was he going to make? He fretted for a good two hours before he
remembered a conversation Scully had with Holly about Lemon Chicken in their
office a few weeks ago. He couldn't ask her how to make it, she would get
suspicious. Instead, he went to the library and photocopied the recipe out of
the Good Housekeeping Cook Book. Looked easy enough.
He knew he didn't have to feed Alex to get him to come over, he just had to
say the word and he was either picking his lock, knocking on his door, or
crawling through his window. Nope it was the show-off in Fox Mulder that got
him into this mess.
He found himself humming along with the Sarah McLaughlin song being piped in
the grocery store. He was very happy, almost giddy. It was unlike him to be
this happy and it was all Alex's fault. He finally realized that he was in
love with him, head over heels in fact. He shook his head as he threw a box of
Uncle Ben's Rice Pilaf in his cart. How the hell did that happen? He loved
him but wasn't in love with him until it hit him like a ton of bricks three
days ago. He had been smiling ever since.
Scully was confused by the change in his demeanor. She tried to ambush him
and get her to tell her who she was that had him in such a good mood.
"You're never in a good mood. Did you meet a woman?" She asked with a
twinge of jealousy in her voice.
"There is no woman, Scully. Can't a guy be happy?"
She didn't believe him and gave him one of her sideways glares before
changing the subject.
He got to the checkout and mentally went over everything that he needed. He
spent a good half hour in the wine store already, been to the bakery for
dessert, a few other stores for odds and ends, now he was done. In two hours,
he and Alex would sit down to either Lemon Chicken or Pizza, depending on how
the Lemon Chicken turned out.
He paid for his purchases and wheeled the cart out to his car. He was
excited. This was going to be great!
Alex looked down at the man sprawled at his feet. They were in the basement
of the abandoned school in what used to be part of the Gym. The shiny hardwood
floor that used to be a small practice area was rotted and full of mildew,
pigeon shit and rat droppings. The smell was unbelievable. He was dying for a
cigarette but had to finish this first.
He wiped a mixture of his own sweat and the man's blood from his brow. He
hated it when people bled on him. Sometimes, as in this instance, it could not
be helped. When his fist collided with the man's nose, it practically exploded
and blood went everywhere. It's a good thing he took his jacket off before
they started or he would have been really mad.
Alex reached down and grabbed the man by the hair and flung him across the
room. He cried out in pain as his shoulder slammed into the brick wall. Ooh
that's gotta hurt. Alex bent down before the groaning man who was trying to
claw his way through the wall.
"So?"
The man looked up at Alex, terror in his eyes.
"Please Marco, tell me. I don't want to have to kill you." Alex looked at
his watch. "I have a date tonight and if I kill you, I have to dump your body
somewhere and that's such a hassle."
Alex looked away for a moment, then looked back at the man who's face was
struck still with fear and covered in blood.
"Maaaarrrrrcooooo—come on! I know you took that shipment and ran away
with it. The people I represent are quite pissed off. They want their stuff.
Don't you think they have a right to their stuff? I mean they paid you half a
million for it."
Alex knelt in the filth before the man.
"Marco, we can make this easy—you can tell me now and I'll let you walk
out of here or I can chain you to the wall and leave you for a couple of days."
The man remained silent.
"Aw shit."
Alex put a hand on either side of the man's head.
"I'm through with this shit! Fuck! Marco—tell me where the fuck it is!
If you make me late for my date, I'm going to kill you so you might as well
tell me!"
Alex began to squeeze the man's head. Marco groaned with pain.
"You a movie fan Marco? I like movies, I watch a lot of them. Ever see
Casino? Or was it Goodfellas? Anyway, Joe Pesci, he's one of my favorite
actors you know, he put this guy's head in a vice and after a few turns, his
eyes pop right out of his head! That must of hurt like a son of a bitch. Now,
I don't have a vice, but I'm pretty strong, what do you think Marco?"
Alex squeezed Marco's head harder, bringing another groan of pain.
"Marco..."
Marco whimpered.
"Don't fuck with me Marco! I'll squeeze your head until I hear the plates
in your fucking skull crack!"
"Fuck... fuck... okay, okay, okay. Newark"
Alex continued squeezing his head.
"Newark? Be more specific."
"The airport. A big blue warehouse. Used to be a supply depot."
"Thank you Marco!" Alex let go of his head.
Marco breathed a sigh of relief. Alex patted the man on the shoulder and
stood up.
"See Marco that wasn't so hard."
Alex walked over and picked up his leather jacket which was draped over a
chair in the middle of the room. He removed the Glock from the inside holster
and shot Marco through the head three times. Brain and parts of skull and hair
splattered across the brick wall. Alex sniffed the air, the familiar tang of
gunpowder. He then dialed his cell-phone.
"Newark Airport... blue warehouse... used to be a supply depot... taken care
of... leave it where you usually do... yeah... all right."
He pressed END and turned it off then lay the phone and the gun on the
chair. He grabbed Marco's wrists and dragged him to the boiler room next door.
The furnace was still on in the school to keep the pipes from freezing and
exploding lest someone buy this dump one day. Convenient for Alex as it made
quite a good incinerator for times like this. He opened the heavy furnace door
then hefted the heavy man inside before closing it.
He went back to the other room and looked at his watch. "Forty minutes to
shower and change before I have to be at Mulder's. Perfect." He grabbed his
jacket off the chair, lit a cigarette and left the school.
Mulder surveyed his dining room and chewed on the inside of his lower lip.
Tall candles glowed in the centre. The dishes matched. There was a tablecloth
on the table. He considered buying flowers but had nothing to put them in.
The smell of Lemon Chicken wafted through the apartment. He had tasted it
seconds earlier, it was actually quite edible.
There was a knock on the door.
Mulder's heart skipped a beat. Calm down! What the hell is wrong with you
Mulder? You've been acting like a lovesick teenager all day. Get it
together!
Mulder opened the door to a leather and denim clad Alex. He actually shaved
for the occasion.
"Hi."
"Hi lover." Alex shut the door behind him and brought Mulder in for a kiss.
His tongue swept across Mulder's lips before he pulled away.
Mulder smiled. "Wine?"
"Sure." He took his jacket off and put it on the chair in the corner. He
looked at the candles glowing not only in the dining room but living room and
bedroom as well. What the hell is this? Am I being seduced here? A grin
crossed his face.
Alex walked into the kitchen where Mulder met him with a glass of wine.
"What's that smell? Food? From your kitchen?"
"I can cook."
"Barely."
"Lemon Chicken, rice, green beans."
"Are you sure Scully didn't come over here and cook it for you?"
"That's not funny."
"Yes it is."
Mulder looked at Alex. "I worked very hard you know."
"I know." Alex kissed him on the cheek.
Mulder smiled "Sit your butt down, it's ready." He turned away and
clattered pots and pans.
Alex sat down and surveyed the table. I am being seduced. Mulder set
a plate of steaming food before him. He was starving. Killing people always
made him hungry. He waited for Mulder then dug in.
"This is excellent."
"Thanks."
"I mean it. It's really good." Alex reached over and stroked Mulder's
hand.
Mulder was secretly saying a silent prayer of thanks to whatever kitchen god
let this turn out right. He looked at Alex, his green eyes sparkling in the
candlelight. The blue shirt he had on matched his skin tone perfectly. The
soft, spiky brown hair, the bruises and cuts on his knuckles...
"Alex? Where were you today?"
"At the gym for awhile. I went a few rounds with the bag, why?" A knot
started in his stomach from the lie.
"Just admiring your hands."
Alex looked at them, they did look kind of rough. "I didn't tape them as
well as I should have." The knot grew bigger. He took a sip of his wine,
willing it away.
Mulder looked at him. He really wanted to believe him but a nagging thought
in his mind told him not to ask because he didn't want to know.
Alex looked down at his food. He hated lying to Mulder. Still, 50 grand
was 50 grand and he promised himself that one day, he was going to make it up
to him. Take him on vacation or something.
They ate their food and made small talk. When they were done Mulder cleared
their plates. "Do you want dessert?" He called from the kitchen.
"Maybe later. Let's just sit for awhile."
"Okay." Mulder came back with the wine and poured some more into their
glasses. "Alex?"
Alex looked up at Mulder. "Yeah?"
"I want to ask you something." He sat down in his chair.
Alex took a sip of his wine. "Okay."
Mulder took a deep breath. "You know how in the beginning we said no
strings. Then about a month ago we agreed it wouldn't work without feeling for
each other?"
Alex nodded.
"I want a string."
"What do you mean?"
"I want us to be exclusive."
"I thought we were?"
"Okay, we are. I... I... fuck. Alex, I'm in love with you."
"Yeah, I love you too. You know that."
"No. I'm in love with you."
"There's a difference?"
"Yes. I want to be closer to you. I want you here, with me." Mulder took a
key out of his pocket and placed it on the table.
Alex picked up the key and looked at it. "What does this mean?"
"It means you don't have to pick the lock anymore. You can come and go as
you please. You don't even have to leave."
Alex's heart jumped. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Move in
with you?"
"Yeah."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea."
Mulder's heart sank and his eyes darkened. "Why not?"
"What if someone finds out?"
"So?"
"Fox... it's..." Alex took a deep breath. "...I can't. It would be too
dangerous for your career, your life."
"Fuck 'em! I'm sick of caring what other people think."
"It's not just the Bureau, it's the...other people. Those bastards."
"I thought you were going to tell them to fuck off?"
"I am trying to! I can't just hand in my letter of resignation."
"Why not?"
"Fox, they own my ass until they decide to set me free, which may be never."
"Fine, I'll tell them to fuck off."
"That won't do you any good. They'd sooner kill you than talk to you."
"Why are you doing this? Why did you go back to work for that black lunged
monster? Why can't you just walk away?"
"I am doing this to protect you Fox! They want you dead! They've always
wanted you dead! With me on the inside I can protect you."
Mulder stared at the candles for a minute. "So what you're saying is that
you're doing this all for me?"
"Yeah baby, all for you." Alex reached over and took Mulder's hand.
"Shit."
"I'm sorry if I upset you Fox. I don't want to hurt you. If I'm on the
inside I can watch out for you. I'm telling you the truth." He brought
Mulder's hand up to his lips and kissed it.
"I know you are." Mulder sighed. "I just don't want to hear it."
"I love you Fox, I would never let anything happen to you." He kissed his
hand again.
The offer still stands, whatever you decide."
Alex put the key in his pocket. "I'll be here as often as I can. With one
condition."
"What's that?"
"I get to climb in through the window now and then."
Mulder laughed and stroked the hand in his. He looked Alex in the eye. "I
love you Alex."
"I love you too Fox."
Mulder stood and pulled Alex up to meet him. He kissed him gently. "I have
a surprise for you."
"Yeah?"
"It's in the bedroom." Mulder kissed Alex again, his tongue exploring the
other man's mouth. He broke away and smiled. "Come on." He took Alex's hand
and led him down the hall.
Candles burned on the dresser and night stand creating a warm glow around
the room. Alex looked at Mulder. He could see the gold flecks in his lover's
eyes dancing.
Mulder pushed Alex down onto the bed and straddled him. He then raised
Alex's arms above his head and began fastening them to the velvet lined cuffs
that were attached to the headboard.
"Fox Mulder, are you getting kinky on me?"
"I thought that it would be more comfortable than being tied to a tree."
"I love it."
Mulder wanted this to be excruciatingly slow. He removed Alex's socks and
jeans, Alex's hard-on bobbing to attention. Mulder licked up the inside of
Alex's left leg, nipping at the knee and up his thigh. He then paused and
removed his own clothing.
Alex thought he was going to come just watching Mulder undress. With slow,
sultry movements he swayed his hips as he pulled off his cotton jersey shirt
revealing those well defined abs and pecs. He draped it over a chair and
turned towards Alex. He stared into his eyes as his hands moved around his own
chest, caressing himself. He pinched his nipples, his hips still moving to the
silent song only known to Mulder. Slowly his hands moved down from his
nipples, across his abdomen and to his jeans.
Alex whimpered.
Mulder undid the button and zipper quite slowly then bent over and ran his
pants down his ass, his hands caressing himself along the way. There was no
underwear to take off and Mulder's cock sprang free from his jeans. The socks
were last to go. Mulder sat down on the chair and removed them slowly as well,
flinging them in the corner.
Alex could see the muscles flex under Mulder's smooth skin as he stood up
and come over to the bed again. His hard cock bobbed in front of him. Alex
licked his lips and moaned. He wanted him so bad.
Mulder straddled Alex again, this time moving up to his face, his cock
brushing against the younger man's lips.
Alex's tongue darted out and licked the tip bringing a shudder from Mulder.
"Suck me Alex."
Mulder pushed his cock into Alex's mouth, the hot wetness sending shivers up
his spine. Alex's tongue ran over and around the head, flicking across the top
then down. Mulder threw his head back and moaned. He then leaned forward and
put his hands on the headboard to brace himself. Alex's lips formed a tight
seal around Mulder's cock and was sucking him down. Mulder couldn't hold back
and began fucking his mouth. The wetness, the warmth, Alex's tongue lapping up
the sides. It felt so good. He closed his eyes. Sweat formed on his brow and
his balls tightened then he spilled himself inside Alex's mouth with a cry.
Alex hungrily sucked Mulder's seed down his throat.
Mulder pulled back and lay down across Alex, feeling his erection in his
back. He lay there for a minute before looking up at Alex. A dribble of cum
ran down his chin. He leaned in and lapped it up before kissing him on the
mouth.
"Sorry, I keep forgetting I've tied you up."
"Are you going to take my shirt off?""In time, Alex, in time. I want this
to be slow."
Alex whimpered.
Mulder moved down and pulled Alex's shirt up. He nipped at the chest hairs
and a nipple before heading south. He teased Alex's navel bringing an annoyed
sigh from his lover.
"Patience."
"Fuck me, Fox... please?"
"Begging will do you no good."
Mulder hovered over Alex's erection, blowing on it, teasing it with the bare
tip of his tongue.
Alex banged his head against the pillows. This was driving him insane.
"Calm down Skippy."
"Fox, please."
"Ssssshhhh."
Alex now had a small pool of pre-cum on the tip that was starting to slide
down the side of his cock. Mulder took his tongue and ran up along the stream,
gathering the pre-cum on his tongue. He swallowed before licking down the shaft
and to Alex's balls. He lifted the younger man's legs up and took his balls in
his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. Alex's musky scent was most
prevalent here and Mulder stopped for a second and breathed in. He released
Alex's balls from his mouth and snaked a trail down the perineum to the
puckered opening. He spread Alex's cheeks and ran his tongue through the
crack, teasing the tightness with his tongue.
Alex thought he would go out of his mind. His teeth were clenched, his
hands wrapped around the bonds that held him there. One more flick of that
tongue in his ass and he was a goner.
Mulder instead went back to engulf Alex in his mouth, taking the length in
then releasing it just to lap it up again.
Alex moaned and tried very hard to hold on.
Mulder was becoming hard again himself. The pounding of his pulse filled
his ears then started ringing. Buzzing actually. Wait, that wasn't his pulse.
He pulled off Alex and cocked his head to hear the sound better.
Alex let out a whimper as Mulder pulled off of him, he was just about to
come. He looked down at his lover to ask what was wrong when he heard the
noise. "What the hell is that?"
"Shit, it's... it's the buzzer on the oven. I don't know how the damn thing
works."
"You got a pie baking?"
"No... it's... I set it for the rice... fuck! I'll be right back."
Mulder got up and stalked out the door of the bedroom and across to the
dining room. He almost tripped over Alex's jacket which had fallen to the
floor. He bent down and picked it up, intending to put it back on the chair.
Instead, he brought the jacket up to his face. That spicy leather smell
overcame him. He closed his eyes and thought of his lover in the next room.
Then he put the jacket on. The soft leather caressing his naked form. How
much has this jacket seen? What crimes had it witnessed?
The droning of the buzzer woke him from his thoughts. He went into the
kitchen and turned the knob one way, then the other, then he ripped it right
off. "Shit!" He then took the empty wine bottle and using the heavy bottom,
smashed the glass on the stove, ripping out the little clock, ending the
buzzing noise.
He started back to the bedroom, blowing the candles in the dining room and
living room out along the way, lest something else happen. The jacket felt so
sensuous on his skin, he was rock hard just by it's caress. He got back to the
bedroom and stood in the doorway.
Alex looked at him in his jacket, his erection poking out from under it. He
licked his lips. "I thought random acts of violence was more my style."
"I really like your jacket Alex." His eyes sparkled in the candlelight. He
caressed the leather feeling the buttery softness under his fingers.
"I like it too," he whispered.
"Let's just see what a double agent/spy—oh I'm sorry—freelance mercenary
carries with him these days." He rummaged in Alex's pockets and felt the
custom holster sewn to the inside, behind the tear-away lining. "Gun. Nice
gun! A Glock. This is very light. It's the best handgun in the world you
know. Wow, what kind of ammo do you got in this puppy?" Mulder removed the
clip. "Wooooh Black Talon's! You mean business dontcha Krycek?"
"Uh-huh." Alex swallowed.
He put the gun on the chest of drawers. "Cellphone. Cigarettes." He
searched through the inside of the jacket as if looking for something, then a
smile came to his face as he found the knife. "What's this Alex? Cooking
School let out early?"
Alex looked at Mulder. He had never seen him like this and he liked it—a
lot! He was speechless.
Mulder straddled him with the knife in his hand. His hard cock lay out
across his abdomen alongside his own. Alex let out a whimper as Mulder ran the
flat end of the blade down his neck.
"Now I like this. For pure adrenaline hand to hand combat you can't beat a
8" blade. But don't worry Alex I'm not going to hurt you I'm just going to play
with you for awhile."
Alex breathed in sharply as the cold metal caressed his skin.
Mulder took the knife and ran it further down and around Alex's abdomen.
"I just want to play Alex...just play...." Mulder cut the buttons one by
one off of the shirt he was wearing, revealing his ever present white t-shirt.
"Alex, you wear far too many layers." With that Mulder cut the shirts Alex was
wearing to ribbons.
Alex moaned and grabbed onto the straps holding his wrist cuffs.
Mulder ripped the remains of the shirts off of Alex's body, noticing he had
nicked him a few times. Mulder brought his mouth down and sucked at the wounds
on his chest.
Alex's eyes rolled back in his head, his cock began to throb even more. The
keen feeling of Mulder's tongue darting across the small cuts made his pulse
race.
The salty iron taste of Alex's blood drove Mulder wild. He had to have him.
He couldn't wait. He had tortured each of them enough this evening. While it
was a lot of fun, he was going to explode if he didn't fuck Alex Krycek right
this second. He lay the knife on the table and grabbed the lube. He rapidly
lubricated his now purple cock and thrust into Alex.
Alex let out a cry as Mulder's hot cock entered him. He was going to come
any second. He couldn't wait. He closed his eyes and tried to hold on but
ended up spurting all over him, Mulder and his leather jacket with a cry
through clenched teeth.
Mulder bent his head down and lapped up the cum on Alex's nipples and chest.
He pounded into Alex knowing he liked it hard. He put his hands under his
knees and pulled them up to get a better angle.
"That hard enough baby?"
"Hard Fox... hard."
Mulder slammed into Alex, biting his lip, tasting his own blood. He loved
this man, couldn't get enough of this man. He leaned over and shared his taste
with his lover.
Alex took Mulder's tongue in his mouth, the taste of blood and cum driving
him over the edge again.
Finally Mulder spent himself inside of Alex. A guttural moan escaped his
lips as he convulsed and bucked as his orgasm traveled through his body. He
collapsed on top of Alex still wearing the jacket. He lay there for a minute
before reaching up and unfastening Alex.
"I love you Skippy." Mulder kissed him deeply, his cut lip swollen and
tingling.
"I love you too Fox." Alex took Mulder's tongue in his mouth the iron taste
of blood still in his mouth. He used his free hands to hold on to Mulder,
running his hands over the leather.
"Do you want dessert?" Mulder asked.
Alex laughed. "What do you got?"
"Black Forest Cake."
"Sounds good."
Mulder got off of him, still wearing the jacket, pulled on a pair of sweats
and left the bedroom. Alex cleaned himself off, put on Mulder's robe then
followed him out to the living room. Alex sat on the couch and turned on the
television. Mulder came out of the kitchen a minute later with two plates and
two forks.
"You're still wearing my jacket." Alex said, accepting the plate of
dessert.
"Yeah, I told you, I like it."
"You got it dirty."
"I cleaned it off, see." Mulder opened his arms to show him.
"Hmph. Are you going to wear that all night?"
"No. As a matter of fact, I'm taking it off right now so I don't soil it
some more." He took the jacket off and draped it over the chair. He then sat
down beside Alex.
"Did you make this?"
"No. I bought it."
"It's delicious."
They ate while watching the end of a hockey game, Alex yelling at penalty
calls. Mulder put his half finished plate on the table.
"Not hungry?"
"I'll finish it later."
Alex finished his cake then lay his head on Mulder's bare chest and watched
him flip through the channels a couple of times before settling down on the
news.
Mulder caressed Alex's shoulders clad in his robe. He slowly moved them
over so that he was stroking the hair on his chest.
Alex also started moving his hands across Mulder's body. "I didn't realize
the news turned you on so much."
"Are you kidding, all they talk about is sex."
Alex sat up and kissed Mulder, his tongue probing the moist interior. He
could feel Mulder undo the knot in the tie of the robe.
Mulder broke free and started kissing down Alex's neck and chest. Pausing at
a nipple, he nibbled around it and sucked on it until it puckered into a hard
nub. Opening the robe he revealed Alex's erection.
"Close your eyes, put your head back and relax."
Alex did as he was told. They were going for a record tonight. Suddenly
something cold and slimy was on his cock. He looked down to see Mulder had
slathered it in Black Forest Cake.
"What are you doing?" Alex laughed.
"You had so much fun doing this to me that I'm going to give it a try."
"Oh my..." He sucked in his breath as Mulder descended on his chocolate and
cherry covered member "...god."
Mulder knew this was a good idea. The layers of taste was phenomenal. He
licked the cake off of Alex until there was not a crumb left. His lover hadn't
even come yet. Perfect. He kissed his way up to Alex's mouth where he was
greeted with passion swollen lips.
"I enjoyed that immensely."
"So did I."
Mulder took off his sweats. "Get me ready Alex. I want to ride you." He
straddled his lover.
"With pleasure." Alex moved his hand around to Mulder's ass and started
teasing the tight opening with one finger. His mouth bit and teased Mulder's
nipples before sliding in another finger.
Mulder closed his eyes and moaned, he began moving back onto the fingers,
imbedding them deeper and deeper.
"I want you inside me, right now."
He used the precum from both him and Mulder to lube up his still wet cock.
Slowly Mulder descended, impaling himself on Alex's large member.
Mulder began rocking back and forth on Alex's cock. He wigggled so Alex
connected directly with his prostate. He then locked his sights on those
sultry green eyes as big as saucers and began moving up and down. Alex grabbed
on to his cock, establishing a matching rhythm.
"Oh baby you feel so good." Alex moaned. He closed his eyes for a second
but opened them quickly. He loved looking at Mulder when he came and he wanted
to be ready.
Sweat had broken out on each man from exertion as well as arousal. They
stared at each other, moving together, moaning, gasping.
Mulder was the first to come. His face twisted into a grimace as he moaned
and bucked, his hot cum shooting over him and Alex.
Alex thrust his hips upward into Mulder with as much force as he could
muster until finally he came as well with a groan and a cry.
Mulder bent over and lapped up some of the cum before sharing it with his
lover.
Alex then broke free and closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
"You all right Skippy?"
"Yeah...I'm...I just...I think you finally did it."
"What?"
Alex swallowed. "I'm tired."
"You mean I satisfied the insatiable Alex Krycek? The man who can go on and
on like the Energizer Bunny?" Mulder lapped another spot of cum off of Alex's
chest.
"Yes."
"Well then." Mulder released Alex's cock from his ass and stood up. "Let's
go to bed."
The first thing Alex felt when he woke up was Mulder's cock pressing into
the small of his back. He opened his eyes, blinking the sleep away.
Alex broke from Mulder's embrace and turned to look at the agent who had
rolled over on his back. His lower lip pouty in his sleep, his eyes moving
wildly beneath the lids. He kissed Mulder on the cheek and settled down again.
He lasted a good minute before desire overtook him. Kissing Mulder's chest,
he ran his tongue down to his navel. He looked up at Mulder who moaned in his
sleep. Snaking his tongue back up to a nipple he flicked the tip across it
before latching on and sucking on it. Mulder moaned again and his cock rose to
attention. Smirking, Alex kissed his way down to Mulder's erection and licked
up the side. Mulder stirred in his sleep. Alex engulfed Mulder's cock in his
mouth. That's when Mulder woke up.
"What... Alex?"
"Hmmmmm?"
"What...oh god that feels great."
Alex slurped up Mulder's shaft, leaving the member to bob in the air.
"Good morning Fox." Alex licked up Mulder's chest to his mouth, kissing him
hungrily.
"Any morning I wake up like this is a good morning."
"Hmmmm. Sleep okay?" Alex bent his head to suck on one of his nipples.
Mulder sucked in his breath. "Oh baby, yeah, I... I did."
"I want you. I want to feel you. I want me inside you."
"Fuck me then."
"On your hands and knees."
Mulder kneeled on his bed, his hands on the headboard supporting himself.
Alex lubed up two fingers and began preparing his lover. He entered one,
then two fingers easily, stretching the opening wider and wider to accommodate
Alex's large cock.
Mulder bucked as the fingers hit his prostate again and again, bringing him
harder and harder. He fucked Alex's fingers and begged him to finish him off.
"Come on Alex. Fuck me Alex. Give it to me."
Alex grabbed the lube and hastily slicked up his cock. He entered Mulder
slowly, savoring the heat that engulfed him.
"God Fox, you're always so fucking tight. I love your tight ass." He
leaned over and nipped at Mulder's neck. He began driving into his lover with
wild abandon. He needed him to feel this, to know that he was there. Reaching
around he grabbed Mulder's own velvety shaft and started fisting him.
He could feel Alex's balls slap against his ass as he bucked back against
the younger man. His cock felt like fire inside him, making him hotter and
hotter. Tiny beads of sweat formed all over his body. The headboard was
making a groaning, creaking noise with every thrust.
"Oh Fox... Fox... You feel so good. I could fuck you all day long." Alex
slammed into Mulder's ass, stoking his cock. He was going to come any second.
Suddenly the headboard gave way, splintering in Mulder's hands. He braced
himself against the wall just as Alex came with a loud cry of his name.
"Fox... Nuuuuuuuh, Fox...Fuck." His body exploded into a million pieces as
he shot his hot cum into Mulder's ass. His hand still worked on Mulder's cock,
hopefully bringing his lover to the same bliss.
Mulder wasn't far behind and bright lights exploded behind his eyelids as
his own orgasm overtook his body. He bucked his hips and screamed Alex's name
as he went over the edge.
Both men were left breathing heavily among the splinters of particle board
and sheets. Mulder looked up and noticed the claw marks in the wall that he
had just made. He laughed and shook his head.
Alex removed himself from Mulder, his cock was beginning to go soft but it
was still sensitive. He groaned then lay down, sweeping the parts of the
headboard onto the floor.
Mulder lay beside him, still giggling. "Oh Skippy, you're an animal." He
kissed him before wrapping his arms around his sweaty body.
"Hmmmm. Just call me Tiger."
They lay there, limbs entwined, dozing for awhile before Mulder spoke. "Now
we have to get a new bed."
"Make sure it's made of real wood this time."
Mulder laughed. "You're going to help me pick it out."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Alex looked up at Mulder. "I've been thinking about that. As long as we're
careful, I'll stay as long as you want."
"I never want you to leave." He kissed Alex and a warm feeling ran over his
body.
"I love you Alex."
"I love you Fox."
Alex put his head on Mulder's chest and held him close. He never wanted to
leave either.
Awwwww, nice schmoopy ending for a series don't you think? Don't worry,
they will be back in another series very soon.
Alex Krycek was on his third cigarette while waiting for his contact. He was
supposed to be here at 5:30. It was now 5:45 and had started to rain. Alex
was not liking this at all. He paced back and forth in the large doorway of
the building, the red glow of his cigarette bouncing in the dim light. He
peeked out again, no sign of him. He sighed and took another drag. Killing
this guy was going to be easy, he hated people that weren't on time.
