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Alex shot out of the kitchen at the sound of the anguished scream in time to
see Mulder slam his head down on the desk beside his PC. Leaping forward he
just managed to stop the older man repeating the movement then struggled to
hold him still.
"Did what?"
Mulder's fists curled into balls.
"Talk to me, what did you do?" Krycek demanded as he pulled Mulder further away
from the desk, thereby stopping the raised fists smashing down on the keyboard.
Mulder relaxed slightly, hoping that would encourage his partner to do
likewise, but Alex had been caught like that before and wasn't prepared to let
go just yet.
Mulder growled and Alex leaned forward slightly to speak softly into his hear,
"Growling is not going to work either Fox. I'm not letting go until you talk
sense to me."
Mulder let himself go limp and let out a deep sigh. "All right, all right," he
grumbled, "I feel such an idiot. I replied to an old query, which I should have
sent privately, but I forgot to alter the recipient, it went out to the whole
list and I don't even think the person I wanted to contact is on the list any
more."
Alex grinned, then damped down on his mirth, "Aw come on, you're not the first
person to do that, and you won't be the last." He nibbled at the ear near his
lips.
"I feel so embarrassed," Mulder moaned.
"They'll understand, just send them an apology."
"I did that last time, but I think I owe them an apology snippet for doing it
again."
"An apology snippet? What's one of those?"
"It's a short story or part of a story... and I don't know what to write."
Alex laughed breathily into Mulder's ear, then nibbled his way down his lover's
neck, "Just tell them what I'm doing to do to you. Come on, open up a message
form. Address it... that's it. Now start typing."
Obediently Mulder did as he was told, wondering where this was going to lead.
'Alex moved to kneel in front of Fox and pushed his T-shirt up to his shoulders
following his hands with his mouth and stopping to rub and suck at the taut
nipples on the way. Hands and mouth then moved downwards again, opening the
soft denim jeans and easing them over Fox's hips, nipping and kissing then
fastening on the dripping erection he had uncovered. Somehow, while using his
talented mouth to arouse his lover, Alex managed to divest them both of their
clothes. Reaching into the desk drawer he scrabbled around until his fingers
closed around a tube of lubricant, then started to prepare his lover. By this
time Fax was having problems concentrating on his spieling and when Alex liften
his legs to positin his engordged cokc aat the...'
Neither of them heard the chime of a new message arriving in the mailbox which
had been sent to the list as Mulder put his feet up on the desk.
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Summary: Mulder has a problem with sending email. An apology snippet sent to the nick-fixx list. All spelling mistakes are intentional |
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