Dancing In The Dark

by Lady Midath

Fandom:X Files

Pairing:Skinner/Mulder/Krycek

Rating:NC17

Archive:Sure thing

Spoilers:None

Author's note, this is something of an AU as Alex, Fox and Walter do not work for the FBI and Alex still has both arms

Summary:Green eyes shining in the dark

Written for Lorelei's birthday. Hope you don't mind the late present. :-)

Warning: This does contain some mild discipline

Disclaimer:Nope, don't own 'em, no money being made etc...etc

Dancing In The Dark
by Lady Midath
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We'll go dancing in the dark, walking through the park and reminiscing....

The song echoes through the street and I watch him. I watch him dance, his slender body moving in time to the music. His leather pants and matching jacket gleam in the light as he moves. He reminds me of some exotic animal, a panther perhaps.

I can't look away try as I might. I can feel the way my cock hardens in my pants and I know I have to get this green eyed beauty home.

I glance over at my partner, noticing that he too can't take his eyes away from the sable haired beauty as he dances for the crowd. Slowly, without even realizing it, he runs his tongue over his lips, something he always does when he's aroused.

I lean over to whisper to him. "Do you want him Fox?"

He nods, then glances at me nervously. He thinks that I will be displeased with him, but of course I'm not. How could anyone not want the beauty that's flaunting himself so openly to the passerbys. Anyone with a drop of passion in their veins would bed that boy if they got a chance.

"It's okay sweetheart. Do you want daddy to buy him for us?" I ask him with a grin.

Fox grins back. "Yes please daddy." He replies, his voice husky. Then he looks at me with those sweetly irresistible hazel eyes of his.

"I think we could really have some fun with him." The grin becomes mischievous and I chuckle. That's what I love about my Fox, he has a real sense of fun... not to mention adventure.

"All right then my love, let's see what I can do."

I'm just about to get up out of my seat and walk over to where the green eyed boy was now standing, when suddenly a movement catches my eye. A big heavy set men walks over to where the boy is standing, they speak for a moment, the boy listening intently nodding his head every now and again.

I watch this exchange with interest. The man hands something over to the boy and I feel my heart sink. It appeared to be a small plastic bag. Probably drugs. Well that's shit that neither Fox and I need. Pity though, I was really beginning to look forward to bedding the green eyed beauty.

I turn back to Fox and shake my head.

He looks at me disappointed. "No?"

"Not him sweetheart." I reply. "Come on, let's go."

I hate disappointing him but there is no way I am going to take an addict into our bed, not even for one night. I loathe and despise drugs and even though I pity the ones victimized by them, I still know enough to steer well clear.

Gently taking Fox by the arm, I lead him through the crowds. It's late and the street is already jumping. Queens, twinks and leather daddies are out in force as well as the straight tourists who come to watch the passing parade. A freak show to them, like minded souls to us.

"What made you change your mind?" Fox asked as we walked down the brightly lit street arm in arm. He obviously didn't see the exchange earlier.

"I'll explain after we get home baby." I reply.

"Oh, okay."

Despite the jostling crowd, I stop and turn Fox towards me, planting a kiss on the tip of his nose. He grins at me again, his disappointment forgotten. That's what I love about him, his love and the utter trust that he has in me.

Wrapping my arm around his shoulder we make our way back to the car and home.

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I see him again, this time dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, his lean body relaxed as he stands near the shop entrance obviously waiting for someone.

Probably his dealer I think as I walk past. I am aware of him looking at me, obviously checking me out as I walk by. Well let him, I want nothing to do with him. Not after what I saw the other night. Pity though, he looks so damned hot in those faded jeans that he is wearing. I can see the bulge at the front which speaks of a nice package. He smiles at me, white teeth flashing against slightly tanned skin and my heart skips a beat.

But no, as much as I want to, it just would not be worth the hassle taking a junkie into mine and Fox's bed. I keep right on walking.

Fox is waiting for me, already dressed and waiting to go out.

"I thought we were staying in tonight." I say as I set my briefcase down onto the table near the couch.

"But I thought we could go to that new club, the one that opened last week." Fox wheedles, the beginnings of a glorious pout hovering around the edges. I chuckle shaking my head.

"Oh all right then. Just give me time to shower and change and we'll go, but I warn you." I add, holding up my hand for emphasis. "We are not staying out too late tonight, I have an early meeting tomorrow and I don't want to wind up falling asleep halfway through it."

"But..." He opens his mouth to argue then closes it again when he sees the expression on my face. The one that he knows so well. It's the look that has the word 'spank' written all over it.

My darling boy knows better than to argue with me, I am willing to indulge him but once I have put my foot down, he knows that it tends to stay down. Any rebellion is swiftly dealt with, usually with my hand on his behind.

It's not that I am some kind of a control freak or abuser, no I love Fox far too much to bully or hurt him, but we had both agreed early on in our relationship that I was in charge. As sweet as Fox is, he can be flighty at times. A combination of a brilliant but undisciplined mind and overindulgent but neglectful parents. His mother and father were both convinced that raising a
child was simply a matter of throwing obscene amounts of money at him while leaving him to be raised by maids and nannies.

When Fox and I had first gotten together, he had been outrageously spoiled and demanding, quite often driving me up the wall with his tantrums and constant bids for attention. The first time I had lost my temper with him had been a shock for the both of us. He had lost his temper over some trivial matter and had thrown an antique vase at the wall smashing it to pieces. I had promptly turned him over my knees and had spanked his bare butt red hot.

Fox had never been spanked before and it had come as quite a shock to him. Afterwards he had clung to me bawling apologies for his behaviour.

That was when I realized that Fox needed security, boundaries; something that his parents had never given him. I loved him and wanted to keep him happy and if the security that I could give him made him happy, then that was just fine with me.

The club was packed full by the time we arrived but a c note guaranteed our getting in. Taking Fox firmly by the hand, I led him into the dimly lit interior.

It was like something out of Dante's inferno. Loud metallic music screeching loud enough to cause bleeding from the ears. Half naked bodies twisting and grinding to the music while sweet faced young twinks wandered about wearing nothing but the skimpiest of g-strings. Leather daddies and subs weaved in and out of the crowd, checking out the action.

Fox was taking it all in with great delight.

"This place is awesome Walter." He said, raising his voice above the music.

"Sure is." I agreed, even though I have to admit that my tastes run more to classical music then techno.

We were making our way over to the bar in search of a beer and maybe a table where we could drink it when I spotted him again. Half naked, skin gleaming in the overhead lights, he was dancing near the staircase, hips thrusting in time to the music.

I watched him for a moment, drinking in the sight of this gorgeous man child as he moved so gracefully. With absolutely no trace of self-consciousness he danced completely unaware of the attention he was attracting.

"He is so hot."

I turned to look at Fox who was watching the sable haired boy with pure lust.

"No Fox." I said firmly. "And you know why."

"But what if you are wrong Walter?" Fox replied suddenly. "What if he isn't doing drugs?"

"I hope I am wrong sweetheart but I don't think so." I replied sighing. "I know what I saw."

"Well I think you are wrong Walter and what's more, I'm going to prove it."

Before I had time to react, Fox moved off through the crowd, heading straight for the green eyed boy. I open my mouth to call him back, then realize with the music and the noise of the crowd, there would be no way he would be able to hear me.

I watch with fascination as Fox approaches the young man. He sees Fox walking towards him and stops dancing. They speak, I can't hear what is being said but I watch the expression on the young man as Fox talks to him. Then they both look directly over to me.

I am going to kill you Fox, I think as I watch this exchange. I am going to take you home and spank that cute little butt of yours so hard that you won't even think about sitting down until this time next year.

Suddenly they both start heading over in my direction, the green eyed boy smiling at something that Fox is telling him. Make that two years Fox I mentally promise him.

"Walter, this is Alex and he is coming home with us tonight."

"Is that so?" I reply raising both eyebrows at a soon to be very sorry young Fox. "Well that is news to me."

"Hi Walter." Alex says flashing that incredible smile at me. "It's nice to meet you."

Well it's nice to know that he has manners. I offer my hand and he takes it in a surprisingly firm grip.

"And it's nice to meet you too Alex." I reply. Then turning to Fox I say.

"It's time for us to go and believe me Fox, we will be discussing this later." My meaning is clear because I can see the blush that rises to his cheeks. But not as much as his other cheeks will be blushing after I'm through with him.

"Fox tells me that you think I do drugs."

The statement takes me completely by surprise and I stare at Alex, not quite sure what to say. He returns my look, green eyes steadily meeting my own.

"Because the truth is I don't." He says calmly.

"I see." I say that because to be perfectly honest, I can't think of anything else. "Well I must say that's very commendable of you." Oh wonderful, now I sound like an insufferable prig. Just wait til I get you home Fox.

"So can he come home with us tonight?" Fox is gazing at me with big hopeful eyes now, I swear he must have been a puppy in a former life.

Alex just stands beside him, a small smile playing around the corners of that incredible mouth. An extremely kissable mouth. Oh what the hell. Mentally I throw my hands up in surrender.

"Whatever you two want."

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I watch as Fox undresses Alex, carefully stripping the younger man until finally he is standing in all his naked glory near the huge four poster bed that has been in my family for generations. A bed that can comfortably fit a good sized army.

Alex looks over at me, his eyes taking in my own appearance, obviously weighing me up and judging by the smile I am getting, he likes what he sees. It makes all those hours spent at the gym well worth it.

Taking both boys by the hands, I lead them over to the bed and lay them down, hands reach up to caress my cock, stroking it until I growl deep in my throat.

Reaching over, I take a tube of lube off the bedside table and hand it over to Fox.

"I want to watch you lube Alex's hole." I tell him. With a grin, he scrambles to his knees to obey.

Alex rolls lazily over onto his stomach, lifting his ass up. Fox gently parts the well rounded ass cheeks, smoothing the gel onto the tiny puckered hole. Alex gasps and wiggles slightly as Fox's fingers expertly work their way inside him.

"Now Alex, you apply lube to Fox's anus." I tell him. Alex is more than happy to do just that.

Sitting up, he gathers Fox into his arms and reaching down, strokes his hand up and down Fox's ass crack, finding his opening and slathering the lube inside. I watch his finger slipping in and out of Fox's opening making him moan and writhe with pleasure as he rides Alex's hand.

"Good boys." I tell them both, my voice thick with lust as I watch them together. Christ they are gorgeous and as angry as I was before when Fox first approached Alex back at the club, a part of me was thanking god now that he did.

"Back down on the bed, the both of you." I order them in my best daddy growl, one I knew was guaranteed to turn Fox into a puddle. And judging by the hardness of Alex's cock, it seemed to be having the same effect on him as well.

I enter Fox first, sinking my engorged member deep into his warmth, breaching the tight ring of muscle as I thrust inside him. Listen to the tiny whimpers as he pushes back against me, taking my cock as deep inside him as he can. His own cock is already weeping with need and slowly I stoke it, my fingers moving up and down, pumping him, but I have no intention of letting him come...not yet.

Then carefully I withdraw, Fox's asshole twitching as I pull out, he is nowhere near done yet and he lets me know with an indignant groan.

Alex's hole is just as hot and tight and I explore it thoroughly, my cock finding his sweet spot with no difficulty at all.

I pump into him, grasping his hips as I fuck this extremely fuckable boy into the middle of next week. A few more thrusts and then my cock explodes, filling the sheath I'm wearing. I hear Alex's moans as my dick spasms, shooting it's load.

"Okay boys." I tell them with a grin. "You know what to do."

Needing no second bidding, Fox pushes Alex onto his back, straddling him as he takes the boy's cock into his mouth, deep throating it. Alex returns the favour and I sit back enjoying the sight of these two beauties sucking each other off.

It doesn't take long and soon I have two exhausted sex sated boys cuddled up next to me in bed and completely satisfied, I drift off to sleep.

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The alarm shrills all to early and with a moan I reach out and slap it into silence. Oh hell, the meeting.

Half of me is tempted to call it off while the other half tells me in no uncertain terms to get my lazy ass out of bed.

I sit up and glance down at Fox's face as he peacefully slumbers, nothing short of a full thermo nuclear strike could rouse him after a good hot bout of sex.

Leaning over I pop a gentle kiss on his cheek. Mumbling, he burrows deeper into the bed. Suddenly I realize that I am one short. Alex is gone.

Throwing the bedcovers back, I pad into the bathroom, it's empty, absolutely no sign of him.

Same as all the other room. Alex is gone. He must have woken up sometime in the early am and left. I frown slightly, then suddenly I am seized with a feeling of unease.

Hurrying over to where I dropped my clothes the previous night, I check my pants pockets. My wallet is still there but when I open it I see the cash is gone. Over a hundred dollars.

"Little bastard." I muttered under my breath. He fucked us...and then robbed us while we slept. Furious now I ran my hand over the top of my bald scalp trying to gather my scattered thoughts.

Find him, that's what I was going to do. Find him and give him the ass kicking of his life. Then after which I would hand the little bastard over to the police....

"Oh hi Walter you're up."

The front door opened and Alex walked through, his arms loaded with paper bags. A delicious mixture of smells filling the room.

"What the hell?" I stared at him, stunned. "Alex...what?"

"I went and got us some breakfast, hope you don't mind." He offers me that wonderful heart melting smile again only this time it's not working.

"Alex, where did you get the money for all this?" I ask him coldly.

"Out of your wallet." He replies as he sets the bags down. "It's okay, I have change."

"There was over a hundred dollars in there." I tell him.

"Yes, I know. I wasn't sure how much I was going to need so I took all of it." He explains casually. I shake my head in disbelief.

"Here's your coffee, do you take it black?"

Completely at a loss now, I take the stryofoam cup out of his hands.

"Now there are muffins and pancakes and..."

"Alex you had no right going to my wallet like that." I explain as patiently as I could. "It was sweet of you to want to get breakfast and if you needed money you should have asked first."

Alex's face coloured up. "I'm sorry." He said, his voice muted now. And to his credit, he looked genuinely sorry indeed.

"You can't just go helping yourself like this Alex." I continued, trying to impress upon him how serious this was. "I thought that you had robbed me. I was about to call the police."

"Oh shit Walter." He said, his face paling now. "I wouldn't do anything like that. I just wanted to say thank you but I didn't have any money and..." His face was beginning to crumple now and quickly I stepped forward to gather him into my arms.

"It's okay Alex." I assure him, holding him tightly. "No harm, no foul, okay."

"'Kay Walter." I hear him mumble. I can feel the heat emanating form his skin and I can sense how miserable and embarrassed he was now.

"Hey what's up?"

We both look up as a tousled haired Fox entered the room.

"Alex here has supplied breakfast for us." I tell him. Then I give him a little hug, reassuring him. Alex hugs me back but I can still see he's unhappy.

The three of us eat the food that Alex has brought. Pancakes, waffles, bagels and muffins. It was enough to feed the entire populace of Sydney Australia. Alex dived his hand into his pocket and hand me a fist full of crumpled notes and coins.

"See, I told you I had change." He says triumphantly.

With breakfast now finished, I decide that I need to set some ground rules. I phone my secretary and tell her that I won't be coming in today and to reschedule my meetings. After that, Fox and I wash the breakfast dishes while Alex watches cartoons on the TV.

"Do you think he'll stay Walter?" Fox asks me as he dries and puts the plates away.

"Do you want him to?" I ask. Fox nods, his eyes bright. He is like a kid with a new toy.

"Then lets convince him to."

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Six months later

Alex looks at me, lower lip out in a trembling pout as he reaches behind him to rub at his freshly spanked bottom.

"I told you I was sorry Walter." He sniffled, his eyes reproaching me, letting me know how mean I was.

"I told you no more Alex, it's getting to be a very serious habit with you now." I tell him firmly.

"But it was only one." He protests. I shake my head. "Then it turns into two then three then four. Where does it end?"

Alex says nothing, he knows I'm right just as he knows that spanking was well deserved. I had come home from work early, Fox was still at his classes and Alex was alone in the house temporarily between jobs. His supplier had been there when I had walked in. Alex was just handing him money in exchange for a plastic bag. The same sort as the one I had seen the very first time I had laid eyes on Alex.

His face had paled when he had seen me and he had tried to hide the bag, but it had been no good. He had been caught good and proper.

Jimmy, his supplier had mumbled something and had gotten the hell out of there leaving Alex to face the music.

"What had we agreed?" I ask him gently now.

"I know Walter but the crap that the doctor gives me doesn't work." "Then we go back to the doctor and try something else."

Alex sighs then reluctantly nods. "All right Walter."

After Alex moved in with us, we discovered that he suffers with migraines due to a minor head injury he suffered as a child. Though they were infrequent, they were agonizing when they did hit, often keeping him in bed for a couple of days.

The doctors that treated him gave him painkiller which according to Alex did not work so he had taken to buying mixtures off the street instead. That had been what he had been doing when I first saw him. The substance in the bag had not been heroin or cocaine as I first thought but a mix of various painkillers that a friend of his whipped up for him.

At first I had been relieved to know that he had been telling the truth and that he was not an addict, then angry that he was buying his pain relievers from such a dubious source.

After giving him a stern lecture on the how dangerous this was, he agreed to try it my way and go back to the doctors once more.

Taking the bag off him, I flushed the contents down the toilet, then made another appointment for him with Dr Ryan for another check up. Alex standing beside me with one arm wrapped around my waist as I did.

"I'm sorry Walter." He whispered to me as I hung the phone back up. "I promise I won't buy anymore home mixed stuff from Jimmy. Just don't be mad at me please."

"I'm not mad at you Alex." I assure him gently, as I take him into my arms for a hug. He hugs me back snuggling into my arms, and he stays there until Fox comes home.

~END~