Hey Babe,
Have you found anything interesting yet? On the next page were directions to a cabin in Maine. Thinking that a bored
Mulder in the wilderness could be a lot of fun, Alex smiled and left the
apartment, directions tucked into his jacket.
The next morning he stood before the door of the cabin in which Mulder was
supposedly staying. He knocked, gun held in his good hand, prepared for a trap.
Opening the door, Mulder greeted Alex with a wide smile before grabbing the young
assassin's shoulder and dragging him inside. The door clicked shut as Alex was
pressed against it for a breath-stealing kiss.
"What took you so long?" Mulder began to kiss Krycek's neck, his hands trailing
a path along the cold leather.
Alex leaned against the door and lifted his chin to give Mulder easier access.
"All that snow. It's freezing out there." He emitted a hoarse gasp when Mulder
began unsnapping the fastenings of his jacket, starting to lick and suck at the
salty flesh of his neck.
Wearing only his black leather jacket and a pair of boots over his clothes to
protect him from the elements, Alex shivered. But he had done this
intentionally so he could encourage Mulder to stick to indoor sports.
Because of the flames crackling in the fireplace in the room behind them, the
cabin was warm and cozy. Mulder pushed the leather off of the broad shoulders
and ignored it as it slid to the floor.
Grabbing hold of Mulder's silky brown hair, Alex pulled him up for a kiss. As his
lips latched onto his lover's, Mulder remained busy, his hands maneuvering
beneath the sweatshirt until he found one of Alex's nipples and twisted it. Alex
moaned into his mouth, his own hand moving to caress Mulder's well-formed back.
Breaking off the kiss to remove Krycek's shirt, Mulder took care not to let it
get snagged in the straps of his lover's prosthetic. This done, he leaned in and
took one of the nipples into his mouth, rubbing lightly over the other with a
teasing finger, enjoying the way Alex squirmed against him as he alternated
between one and the other. He licked his way downwards, nipping and sucking at
the taut skin as he moved closer to the waist of the jeans. Finally he
unfastened and carefully lowered the pants, kneeling to worship the bounty before
him.
Mulder took hold of his lover's cock and licked his lips as he admired the
obvious effort it took for Alex to hold himself still. The man's erection was
already weeping copious amounts of fluid, so Mulder leaned forward and lapped the
salty liquid from the firm cock, pleased when Alex began to whimper frantically.
He began to tease the rigid shaft and tongue the balls. When the man above him
thought he would surely die, Mulder opened his mouth and took the length of him
into his throat.
Alex moaned loudly, Mulder's firm grip on his hips preventing him from thrusting
forward too far. He clenched a handful of Mulder's hair in a tight fist.
"Mulder, would you please get on with it?"
Alex tried to keep his eyes open to watch when Mulder finally started to suck
him. Soon the tightening in his balls let him know it wouldn't be long now. The
intense concentration and obvious enjoyment on Mulder's face as well as the
sensations caused by the talented mouth surrounding his cock were overwhelming.
He yelled out the other's name as he came into the warm and welcoming mouth.
With a ghost of a shudder, Alex fought to regain his equilibrium as Mulder milked
him dry and licked him clean.
Settling back onto his knees, Mulder turned his face up to reveal a satisfied
grin. "You still cold?"
Krycek pulled his pants back into place, shaking his head mutely. Mulder stood
and grabbed Alex's arm to turn him around and lead him towards the living room
behind them.
Alex saw a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket on a table near the window,
next to a pair of lit candles. "You must have been pretty confident I'd get your
message." His voice held a hint of suspicion.
Hazel eyes danced with mischief as he knelt and pulled Alex down to the floor to
sit with him on the rug in front of the fireplace. "You never could resist
snooping, babe. I had a feeling you'd be here this morning." Leaning in, Mulder
kissed his lover's swollen lips.
Alex returned the kiss, but his eyes were narrowed in disbelief.
Mulder sighed. "OK, ok, so I happen to have a neighbor that called me this
morning to let me know a handsome young man fitting your description had visited
last night and taken the envelope."
"This neighbor saw me, but didn't bother to call the police?" Alex couldn't
contain his sarcasm.
Impatiently, Mulder swung an arm out in a half circle. "Alex, you're a familiar
figure at the building. You've been seen before. They're just smart enough to
keep out of your sight."
Krycek weighed the man's words and decided that it was possible. Maybe. He
would have to keep a closer watch on the neighbor's doors next time.
"Now that that's settled, can we get back to where we left off?" Mulder's lower
lip protruded in a pout.
With a shrug Alex decided to take him at face value. Things like this just
didn't happen often enough to go arguing about reasons. //Why spoil this with
reality?// "You're a little overdressed for it." His hand reached around
Mulder's neck and he pulled him down for another kiss, sucking and nipping on
that tempting lower lip.
When Alex pulled away, Mulder tore off his shirt. Getting to his feet, he
removed his pants and stood before the triple agent with his arousal obvious.
Alex admired the man for a moment before he impatiently reached for him. "Get
down here, Mulder."
Mulder complied with a chuckle. He knelt next to Krycek and reached for the
prosthetic.
Without expression, Alex allowed him to undo the straps and remove the false arm.
He couldn't allow himself to regret its loss. Mulder knew him for what he was
and that was what mattered. The arm wasn't important. Glittering green eyes
guaged the expression on the older man's face as he placed the artificial limb to
the side and knew that it didn't bother him either. Setting the padding aside,
Mulder began to massage the scarred stump. Krycek groaned as feeling returned to
it; so often it was numb, or the missing flesh would itch, but Mulder seemed to
know how to make him forget. //The man's crazy, but who's complaining?// Mulder
kissed what remained of his left arm and moved on up to his shoulder.
"You are so beautiful, Alex." Pushing Alex onto his back Mulder listened with
satisfaction to the gasp that came from his lover's mouth when he began to tease
a nipple with his tongue. His thumb brushed over the other nub and soon Alex was
whimpering again. He kissed and licked his way down to the man's reviving cock,
hoping the attention would allow Krycek to forget himself enough to enable him to
just enjoy the moment.
Alex tried to use his arm to caress Mulder's back and settled for brushing it
through his lover's hair. "Baby, please. I need you." He pleaded as Mulder
continued to tease his cock, humming. He arched into the man's mouth when the
warm lips encased it for the second time that morning.
With a smile, Mulder pulled away from the stiff cock and raised his head to grab
the lube he had placed near the hearth earlier.
Whimpering at the loss of the moist heat around his cock, Alex's eyes flew open
to watch Mulder fumble with the tube. "Would you hurry up?!" He spread his legs
and groaned in relief when the first finger was inserted.
Watching Alex's expression as he prepared him, Mulder made sure he brushed
against the desperate young man's prostate, pleased with the look of absolute
need in his lover's eyes as he practically fucked himself on his fingers. Alex
protested when they were removed, but when he realized Mulder was now preparing
himself, he moaned softly and spread his legs wider.
Positioning himself above his lover, Mulder slowly began to shove into the
welcoming warmth. He stopped and bit his lip, attempting to regain control,
while Krycek forced himself to remain still until the older man was buried deep
inside. Once encased in the tight heat, Mulder stopped again to wait for
Krycek's consent before continuing. The burning soon turned to pleasure and Alex
moaned, arching up in his need for more. Mulder began moving again and took hold
of Krycek's cock, jerking it in time to his own thrusts. He wanted to make this
last, but knew he couldn't hold off much longer, so he began to drive into Alex
faster and harder. Mulder yelled out his lover's name, and with a loud groan,
Alex followed soon after. Breathing heavily, Mulder pulled him into his arms and
held him close until the younger man fell asleep.
Alex awoke with the instinctive knowledge that Mulder was no longer laying beside
him. He sat up, and glanced around nervously, but was relieved when a flicker of
movement caught his eye. Mulder waltzed back in, holding a pair of champagne
goblets.
Mulder stopped him from rising. "Just stay there." He knelt to set the glasses
down, clambered back onto his feet, and fetched the bottle of champagne.
"What's the occasion?"
"Your birthday."
Confused, Alex shook his head. "It's not for another 5 months yet, Mulder."
"I know that. But I wanted to surprise you." Mulder spoke with a perfectly
straight face as he opened the bottle.
Alex's eyes widened as he took in this statement. Finally he laughed. "It
worked."
Grinning, Mulder handed him a glass of the bubbly liquid.
"So, what did you get me?" Alex batted deceptively innocent green eyes at his
lover as he raised the glass to his lips and took a sip.
Holding his own goblet, Mulder sat down next to him. "A week."
Alex set the glass down and waited expectantly for his lover to continue.
Mulder kissed Alex on the mouth. "A week of anything you want, whenever you want
it."
"If you can keep up, that is." Grinning when Mulder pouted, Alex pulled away.
"You better not think this lets you off the hook when it really is my birthday."
Mulder smiled and this time Alex didn't pull away when he leant in for another
kiss.
The Unexpected
by Kindli
Knowing that Mulder wasn't home, Alex Krycek quickly picked the lock of Apartment
42. A manilla envelope was clenched tightly in his teeth as he slowly opened the
door. Using his penlight to lead him to Mulder's desk, Alex was surprised to see
an unopened envelope already lying there on top of everything else. He grabbed
it and tore open the flap, wondering who else was breaking into Mulder's
apartment and what type of information they were leaving for the agent. Pulling
out the papers, he read the top sheet:
I've been forced to take a week of vacation.
The directions for the cabin are on the next page.
See you soon. M.
