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Wayfaring Stranger: Lost and Found
by Amazon X and Ursula
lex Krycek rolled over in the early morning sun to stretch and yawn. His arm bumped the man sleeping next to him, jolting him awake.
"Ow!" he cried, rubbing his forehead.
Alex rolled toward him and kissed the boo-boo. "I'm sorry, Walter. It was an accident. How can I make it better?"
Walter Skinner sat up, blanket slipping aside, and covered Alex's body with his, giving the man a long, deep good-morning kiss. "I would say you could give me the high, hard one, but I don't think I can lie in that position after what we did last night."
"The high, hard one? You *are* old!" Alex exclaimed as Walter rolled off him. He untangled himself from the sheet which had twisted around his leg and slid out of bed, his ass offering a tempting target for the swat on his ass that Walter gave him.
Alex giggled as he closed the door, satisfying his lover's need for personal privacy. It didn't make any sense to Alex, having his mouth all over his lover, but Walter had a certain old fashioned sense of propriety, and it was a small concession to keeping his lover happy that he closed the door when he used the toilet.
After washing his face and hands, and rinsing his mouth with the orange-flavored stuff Walter liked, Alex walked out, prepared to get back in bed and snuggled, when from behind the door, a huge grizzly bear jumped out at him. Alex's head spun a moment, until the bear laid him out on the bed and straddled his body, baring his teeth and growling. Alex couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you laughing at me?" Walter asked, more mock growling following.
"Um, yeah, I am. Whacha gonna do about it?" Alex mocked back. He was used to Walter playing games like this, and none of them were scary in any sort of way. Once, and only once he'd had a bit of a flashback, but when he smelled Walter's cologne, it brought him back to the moment, back to the lover who cared for him and only wanted to worship his body.
Walter smothered his face and neck with kisses, pausing every few minutes to dive deeply into Alex's mouth, tasting all of his essence. Alex responded with fire and fervor, allowing Walter access to every part of him, regardless of the rough hands he used. It was Walter, the man who loved him and believed in him, who gave up his career and life to be with him. Walter was his safety as he was Walter's.
Walter settled between Alex's legs, pressing into the hole that he'd spent so much time in the night before. He'd put a condom and lube on before his attack and Alex relaxed, letting the long, thick rod slide in where it belonged. "Oh, god, Walter, you are so fuckin' big," he moaned.
Walter latched his teeth into Alex's neck, biting to bruise, but not shed blood. Alex knew talking dirty turned Walter on. "Fuck me hard, lover. Fuck my ass so I can't sit!"
With renewed fervor, Walter braced his arms on the bed and pounded into Alex, harder than he had in a while, knowing that Alex would need to use the foam ring for his chair, but welcomed it anyway. After both men came explosively, they lay together, ignoring the semen that was gluing them together, they held each other, sharing kisses and nuzzles, assuring Alex he was loved and revered.
"Why do you like that, Baby? All the heavy stuff?" Walter asked.
"I like to feel it for a week," was all Alex answered, kissing Walter's face.
"Really? I mean, I get kinda rough with you. Are you sure you like that?"
"Don't you?"
"Well, yes, I do. But I'm asking you."
"It's only you, Walter. I know you'll never hurt me, after what you went through for me," Alex said, "all those years we were apart and now it's almost over. In a few years, the aliens and the project will be fading nightmares."
Walter cleaned himself up and then settled beside Alex. Lying in his lover's arms, Alex couldn't have felt safer in his life. "Let's stay in bed forever," Alex mused before burying his face in Walter's neck, inhaling his after shave and beneath it, the unique smell of his lover's very male scent.
"I would love that, Baby. But you have to write that security manual and I have to work on this month's billing statements." Walter gave Alex a deep kiss on the mouth and sat up from the bed. "I want to know what the execs at Hopkins looked like when the opened in the morning and found you in the CEO's office with your Gameboy."
"I told you! He spit his coffee out and choked for about ten minutes before he calmed down enough to realize his 'world renowned security firm' was fuck-all good against an 'international assassin and spy'. That was a great sell, Big Guy."
"How do you think I can afford this big house you want to continually remodel?" Walter said before walking into the bathroom. Alex waited for the telltale flush and then barged in to join Walter in the shower. The rule was about toileting, not about washing afterward.
Later that morning, Alex sat at his computer sipping coffee and downloading his email. He had a boring morning of writing ahead of him, before he would start on the next chapter of his fan fiction novel. He'd loved "Andromeda" since he first saw it and knew that Captain Hunt didn't really like that blonde chick. He'd rather have the brainy blond twink, just the way Walter wanted him. Alex was far from a twink, but Walter still wanted him, still felt young around him, as if Walter was actually old. Alex laughed to himself at the thought; his lover had more energy and more stamina than any one Alex had ever known.
When an email popped up with an address reading MamaDeb@thepitts.com, he choked on his coffee, causing Skinner to look up from his desk across the room. They shared a large den as an office, but both sides were decorated in radically different styles. Skinner had a big desk, dark mahogany wood and a rich burgundy leather chair. His bookshelf and computer armoire matched the same dark wood, and there was a deep, thick brown rug under everything.
Alex's side was the polar opposite, all light-colored wood, glass and metal. Everything was as new age and futuristic as possible on the bare wood floor. Alex liked simplicity, so he only used a laptop with everything optical and wireless. With so much infrared around, Walter was sure one of them would get cancer soon enough.
"You OK, Alex?" Walter asked, starting to stand.
"Yes, fine, thanks," he coughed out. "Email caught me...funny."
Alex sat stunned for a moment, thankful Walter dismissed his coughing fit with a nod. The subject read "Come Home", and it was most definitely from Debbie. He could just picture her threatening Ted for his secure email address and then badgering Brian until he let her send the message, after she forced him to create the account for her and type the message for her. It was short and to the point.
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