Alex Krycek strolled through the halls of the J. Edgar
Hoover Building trying not to smile. It was difficult because he felt so
damn good. A weekend with Fox Mulder would do that for anybody. Alex's
mouth twitched and he bit his lip to stop the goofy grin he felt trying
to break out.
Although they had been seeing each other for nearly
a month, he and Fox had managed to be discreet to the point that sometimes
he wondered what their relationship was. The very thought of what
could happen if their involvement came out dampened his mood enough that
the smile was much easier controlled.
He knew the danger just as Fox did but they never talked
about it. Just silently acknowledged it as a fact of their lives.
He stopped in front of Fox's desk and waited for his
partner and lover to finish his phone call. Mulder was speaking very softly
in that low tone that Krycek had only heard when they were in bed or when
Scully was around. His good mood was quickly evaporating and it was all
that damn redhead's fault. His shoulders tensed and he clenched his jaw
until a muscle there started ticking in time with his grinding teeth. He
wanted to grab the phone and shout, "He's mine now. Get over it!"
But of course, he could never do something that impulsive. Not only would
his career be over, but Mulder would never stand for it and they would
be over too.
He swallowed his jealousy and resentment of Scully's
closeness with his lover and tried to look cool and slightly bored.
He knew it had worked when Mulder hung up the phone and said casually,
"Are you through for the day?"
Alex smiled convincingly and said, "Yeah, how
about you? Paperwork done?"
Mulder checked to see if anyone was watching but the
area was pretty deserted. He stood up and lowered his voice to that tone
that drove Krycek crazy and said, "I'm ready...to go home. Are you
coming?"
Krycek also glanced around before he chuckled and answered,
"No, but I hope to soon."
Expecting to get a laugh, Krycek was surprised when
Mulder nodded and said very seriously, "Oh, you will. You definitely
will."
"My place or yours?"
"Yours. I'll meet you there. I have to make a
couple of stops."
"Don't take too long..." another quick glance
around... "Fox."
Mulder looked up from the papers he was straightening
on his desk and tilted his head to one side. His hazel eyes went dark and
sultry and his pouty lips parted slightly. He flicked his tongue out to
wet his lips and said, "Remember I said I'd shoot you if you did that?"
He waited until Krycek slowly nodded before continuing, "That's too
good for you. I want you to suffer so, as you walk out of this building
tonight, think of want I'm going to do to you as soon as I get you naked."
He ran his eyes down Alex's body and nodded, as if to himself. "You
might even like it."
Krycek shifted trying to contain his growing arousal
then backed away his dark green eyes never leaving Mulder's. "Yeah,
it's working. I'll see you later."
Mulder gathered up his papers and stuffed them into
his briefcase silently cursing the loss of the X-Files and his office for
the thousandth time. He smiled slightly at the thought of the bizarre twist
of fate that caused him to lose his work and then find a lover, indirectly
because of that loss. At least he still had Scully and now Alex. Alex who
was waiting for him, thought Mulder as he headed out of the building.
Alex drove home half aroused and very anxious to see
what Mulder had in mind for the evening. He walked up to his apartment
and remembered last week when Fox had come over to watch the Bulls play
the Knicks. They had made it exactly two minutes into the game before the
kissing started. By the end of the first quarter they were naked. By half
time, they had abandoned the living room for the bedroom but were so wound
up that they were finished by the last quarter. Even so, Alex had no idea
which team had won.
Once inside his apartment, he automatically checked
to see if anything was out of place. It was as spotless as he had left
it that morning so he went to take a quick shower, shave, and brush his
teeth.
After grooming, he stood in front of his closet and
carefully picked out his clothes even knowing he wouldn't be wearing them
long. Tight jeans and his new black silk shirt that Fox hadn't seen yet.
He combed his hair, slapped on some Old Spice, and decided against putting
on shoes. Bare feet would save time later.
He wandered out to the living room and turned on the
radio. "Iris" was playing yet again. He snorted and switched
to the CD player. The sound of Harry Connick, Jr. crooning "It Had
To Be You" poured out of the speakers and Alex felt himself start
to relax. Unfortunately, he also started feeling very horny.
He had just gone to the kitchen for a drink when he
heard a knock at the door. He hurried over and heard his lover say "It's
me." He disengaged two deadbolts and a police lock then opened the
door.
Fox Mulder stood there holding a big cardboard box.
Alex reached out to take it but was politely refused so he grabbed Fox's
elbow and pulled him inside. As soon as the box was carefully placed on
the coffee table, Alex swung Fox around and crushed his mouth with his
own. His hands moved down to Mulder's behind and ground their hips together.
They fit together perfectly, an advantage of being the same height.
Fox pulled back to try to catch his breath but didn't
get far. Alex latched onto his neck and sucked gently until Mulder pulled
his hair to remind him not to leave marks. He nodded his understanding
then moved up to lick at Fox's ear and whisper how much he wanted him,
needed him now.
Mulder's hand went to tug at his tie as Alex pushed
him up against the wall. Krycek took his mouth in another deep kiss and
started thrusting his hips against his partner's. Their erections rubbed
together separated by their clothes. The tease and promise of the moment
pushed Mulder over the edge until he was free falling into ecstasy. His
loud moan of completion sent Alex tumbling after him.
As one, they slowly slipped to the floor to kiss and
cuddle while they caught their breath. After a few minutes, Alex kissed
Mulder on the nose and said, "So Fox, what's in the box?"
"You had to ask it that way didn't you?"
"Yep, sure did."
Mulder reached out and unbuttoned the black silk shirt,
pulled it open, lowered his head, and blew a raspberry on his lover's stomach.
Alex doubled up in laughter as Fox sat back with a smirk and said, "Now
I'll show you what's in the box."
They sorted themselves out and went over to open the
box. First Fox pulled out a change of clothes and looked down at his damp
crotch. He glanced at his lover in slight reproach and said, "Good
thing I brought these."
"You shouldn't be such a tease. Besides, since
we got the first one out of the way, we can take our time with the next
one. Maybe have dinner and talk a little first. Now what else you got in
there?"
Fox started to pull out the contents naming them as
he went. "Champagne—which should have been chilling all this time.
Dinner—a faithful recreation of our first date." He ignored Alex's
smirk. "Some things for later." He took out leather handcuffs,
a handful of long white feathers, and a bottle of strawberry flavored edible
massage oil.
Alex looked at him in mock surprise. "Why Fox!
Where have you been shopping?"
Mulder ignored him and pulled out the last item. He
was a little nervous about this gift because he was unsure of how it would
be received. The deeper significance could go unnoticed or be rejected.
He hesitated until Alex started to question him then he silently thrust
out his offering.
Alex took the professionally gift wrapped box with
a solemn expression in his green eyes. He sat on the couch and carefully
unwrapped it. It was a box of Godiva chocolates which he opened to find
filled with his favorite truffles. It was an incredibly romantic gesture
from a man who had never paid much attention to romance before.
Mulder shifted his weight from one foot to the other
and back again waiting for some reaction. When Alex looked up with a blinding
smile, he let out the breath he had been unaware of holding. "Are
they ok?"
"Yes, they're my favorites. How'd you know?"
"You have the most well developed sweet tooth
of anyone I know. I wanted to give you something special."
"They're very special and so are you." He
waved a hand at the champagne and other goodies. "Are we celebrating
something?"
Fox ducked his head and mumbled.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you."
He jerked his head up and said almost defiantly, "Valentine's
Day."
"It's November," Alex offered weakly.
"Well, we didn't know each other in February and
it's sort of our four week anniversary." He stood looking at the beautiful
man before him and felt a little foolish. He wondered if this had all been
a mistake.
Alex didn't say anything just stood and took Fox in
his arms. He pressed soft kisses all over his face and whispered, "I
love it. You're so romantic. I love you. You're wonderful."
Fox captured his lover's wandering lips and put all
his adoration into the kiss. They had never spoken of love and Fox had
often wondered if his feelings would be returned if he managed to speak
them. He was relieved and elated to have Alex do so first. A little voice
in his head whispered ‘don't trust him. No one could love you' but
he ruthlessly silenced it and poured his heart into his kisses.
They finally had to break for breath or risk passing
out. Alex gasped, "Well...
Shall we put the champagne and food in the fridge for
later?"
"Yeah, I'm hungry for something else right now."
Fox smiled with an evil glint in his eyes. "There's also your...punishment
for calling me Fox at the office."
He gathered up his toys and headed for the bedroom
with an eager Krycek following after him stripping his clothes off as he
went.
After stopping off in the bathroom for a wet washcloth,
Mulder went into the bedroom to find a naked Alex stretched out on the
bed with the covers folded neatly at the foot. He removed his clothes then
washed the stickiness from his partner and himself. He picked up the handcuffs
and dangled them in Alex's face.
Alex smiled and said, "Only if I get to use them
on you later."
Fox tensed up and almost refused until he saw the hopeful
look on his lover's face. He cleared his throat and slowly nodded.
"What's wrong?" Alex sat up and put his arms
around Fox. He kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered, "Don't
you trust me?"
"I find it extremely difficult to trust anybody.
It was very hard for me to trust Scully even after we had been partners
for awhile. It's just that..." His voice trailed off and he shrugged
helplessly.
"Okay. Look, I'll make you a deal. I won't ask
to tie you up or otherwise restrain you if you promise to never mention
Scully's name in bed or when we're naked no matter where we are. Is it
a deal?"
"Deal." Mulder smiled and whispered into
Alex's ear, "I want you now."
Alex turned to capture Mulder's mouth in a long wet
kiss then said, "How do you want me? Back or stomach?"
"Back... arms over your head." He watched
while Alex assumed the position then fastened the cuffs around his wrists
put didn't secure them to the headboard. He wasn't interested in making
Alex feel too vulnerable. He just wanted to tease him a bit. Play with
him.
Alex closed his eyes as Fox gently ran his hands through
Alex's hair then down to his toes and back up again. He told Alex to keep
his eyes closed and reached for a feather. He brushed it across Alex's
lips until they parted on a sigh.
Fox replaced the feather with his mouth for a quick
hard kiss then swirled the feather down Alex's throat. A quick detour to
his ear made Alex laugh and squirm. a feather. He Mulder smiled and traced
the feather around each nipple making Krycek arch and gasp. His smile turned
wicked as he did it again then brushed the feather down to Alex's very
sensitive bellybutton. Alex twisted his hips to one side almost knocking
Fox from the bed.
Fox straddled his squirming lover's thighs and Alex's
eyes popped open to see the feather being tossed aside. The bottle of massage
oil appeared and the eyes widened further. "Fox," Alex croaked,
"what are you gonna do with that?"
"Well, I noticed you have some swelling down here
that looks pretty painful. Thought you could use a rubdown." The scent
of strawberries drifted up from Fox's oily hands as they got down to business.
"Ahhh... yeah. That's, whoa! That's what I ummm...
Yes! Do that again." Alex thrust his hips wildly into Fox's stroking
hands but it wasn't enough. He wanted those delectable lips wrapped around
his aching flesh.
"You like this, Alex?" Fox asked a little
breathlessly as one hand abandoned his partner's erection for his own.
He stroked them both in matching rhythm.
"I like... but... want your mouth."
When Fox leaned forward for a kiss, Alex bit his lips
and sucked at his tongue. Just as he moaned, Alex jerked his head away
and pleaded through gritted teeth, "Suck me. Please?"
Fox gave him one last kiss on the lips then moved south
for a much deeper kiss. He licked every drop of the strawberry oil from
Alex's throbbing cock with the fleeting thought that he was glad it was
edible. He was also grateful he had gotten the big bottle. His hand resumed
stroking as he moved down to the delicate skin of the scrotum and licked
it thoroughly clean.
Alex was nearly silent now only emitting the occasional
whimper. Fox looked up to see dark slitted eyes watching his every move.
He stared right back as he took the cockhead into his mouth. He ran his
tongue around and around the sensitive edge until Alex closed his eyes.
He threw his head back as Fox sucked in more of him softly at first then
gradually harder until Alex jerked his hips and groaned, "Now, Fox!"
Mulder pulled back until just the head was in his mouth
as Alex's whole body convulsed in a powerful orgasm. He swallowed quickly
to avoid choking then gave up. He turned his head and tenderly kissed Alex's
belly as his lover came against his throat.
When it was over, Fox crawled up the bed, opened the
cuffs, and massaged Alex's arms and shoulders, all the while rubbing his
still needy flesh against Alex's thigh. He was hard and hurting so his
rubbing became a frantic humping motion. He was so far gone that when Alex
took his cock in hand and gave a couple of firm tugs he came with a loud
cry and collapsed.
Alex snagged the washcloth from the nightstand. This
time it was he who soothingly washed away the remains of their passion.
His partner had flopped over on his back and was gasping like a freshly
caught fish.
Alex gathered Fox in his arms and said, "You do
realize I'm probably gonna call you 'Fox' in a case meeting just to see
what you'll do next."
"Please don't. I'm not sure we would both survive."
Fox turned his head to meet Alex's lips with his own. He languidly raised
a hand to brush back his partner's dark hair. He ran his fingers through
the silky strands until Alex's eyes closed and he started to purr.
Mulder watched the growing pleasure on his lover's
face and suddenly whispered, "I do love you, Alex. It just doesn't
come easily for me."
"Like trust," Alex murmured, opening his
eyes just a bit.
"I guess I haven't had much evidence that either
is really worth the pain." He smiled a little, "It's different
with you. I feel different with you."
Alex kissed him and then smiled although his eyes were
suspiciously wet. "I love you, Fox Mulder. Be my Valentine?"
"Be mine." Fox whispered with an answering
grin.
"Always."
Valentine's Day
by Amy B
There's so much I want to say
But all the words just slip away
The way you love me every day
Is Valentine's Day
