The combatants were both tired.
For Mulder it had been a long day. When he'd returned from his
morning run, he'd picked up an envelope that had been slipped
under his door while he was out. It contained pictures of people
who, they claimed, had been bitten by a vampire. He'd telephoned
his informant, Rick Enfield, who promised to make all the hotel
arrangements for him, and introduce him to the people who had been
bitten.
By the time his flight arrived in Orlando it was mid-afternoon. He
had checked into the hotel, then Enfield had taken him to see the
first victim, Myrna Kane, who lived over an hour's drive away.
Despite close questioning he couldn't shake the story she told of
a black-clad figure looming over her and sucking blood out of the
punctures he made in her throat.
Arranging to meet Enfield again the next morning, he had eaten
dinner then started back towards his hotel room. As he approached
the door he saw a black-jacketed figure disappear around the
corner towards the pool. A figure he knew only too well... Krycek.
He chased after him, past the pool, through the garden between the
next blocks of room and round the second pool. Seeing his quarry
turn left at the end of the building, Mulder took a chance and
dived along a walkway between two blocks and waited.... Sure
enough, Krycek came running up the outside of the hotel complex.
Mulder waited until Krycek was almost level with him before he ran
forward and tackled him, bringing them both crashing to the ground
at the edge of the car park.
Both breathing heavily they swung wild punches at each other, only
some of which connected, until they were almost too tired to move.
"So nice to see you, Mulder," Krycek panted, the weight of the
Agent on top of him not helping him to get his breathing under
control.
"What are you doing here, Krycek!" Mulder snarled.
His ex-partner smiled. "Trick or treat, Mulder." When Mulder just
stared at him with a puzzled frown on his face, Krycek arched up
so their groins rubbed together. Taken by surprise, Mulder tried
to lift his hips away which brought his head forward, so Krycek
promptly kissed him.
Mulder then tried to roll away, but Krycek rolled with him, ending
up on top of the Agent, still intent on kissing him. "So what's it
to be? Trick or treat?" Krycek asked him again, his face so close
that Mulder could feel the lush lips moving against his own.
"Both.... You in my bed," Mulder replied boldly, finally realizing
what was going on.
Krycek gave a breathy laugh, then slowly got to his feet pulling
the Agent up with him. "'Lay on MacDuff'," he quoted with an
exaggerated bow.
Mulder slapped the top of Krycek's head "Still got that stupid-ass
haircut," he said, then led the way to his room. Inside the room,
he stared in amazement at a package sitting squarely in the middle
of the one of the beds.
"What is... how did..." he spluttered.
Krycek gave him a push from behind. "Why not just open it."
While Mulder tore the wrapping off the box and emptied the
contents on to the bed, Krycek unwrapped Mulder.
"Vampire kit," Mulder read the title of the booklet. "How to suck
blood like a real vampire." He studied the hollow fangs with the
suction tube attached, then tried them on for size. "Oh Alex, you
shouldn't have..."
Krycek, now as naked as the Agent, grinned. "I do my best to
brighten your life... beloved," he murmured and waggled his ass.
Needing no further encouragement, Mulder discarded his 'trick'
then pounced on his 'treat'.
Kiss me in Kissimmee
by Aqualegia
Ramada Inn Resort Maingate
Kissimmee, Florida
