Alex? I wasn't sure you'd be speaking to
me.
I shouldn't be.
I'm sorry baby, I just had to do this.
That's fine. But I still don't understand
why you have to run around chasing zombies when it's
New Year's Eve.
It's my job, Alex —it's who I am. I
wish you'd try to understand that.
Couldn't Scully handle it alone?
She would have passed it off as a hoax,
disbelieved it entirely. I had to be there. I had to
make people listen.
sigh fine.
I'll make it up to you when I get home,
baby, I promise I will.
You'd better. So, did you think of me at
midnight?
I did —I missed you so much. Wish I
could have been kissing you instead.
Me too... wait a minute. Did you say
instead? What do you mean, instead?
Fox, you'd better tell me or I'm signing
off.
Damn, I'm tired, I didn't mean to tell
you that —I knew you'd jump to the wrong
conclusion. I kissed Scully —a very chaste,
friendly kiss. Please don't be difficult about it, it
was nothing. Really.
You kissed Scully?? Were you drunk?
No, it wasn't like that Alex, please.
You know how close I am to Scully —it was about
affection, not love. You know I only love you.
Right...so you kiss your partner on New
Year's Eve instead of spending it with me. I could
have been out, too, you know. I didn't have to stay
here waiting for you.
I didn't ask you to, Alex.
So you'd rather I was out getting drunk
and partying with friends?
If that would have made you happy. I
trust you, Alex. I just wish you could trust me.
I do trust you. I'm just pissed off
because I couldn't bring in the new year with the man
I love. Am I entitled to that at least?
Of course you are. I felt the same way,
babe.
Well, I still have more of a right to be
pissed off than you.
You're being ridiculous. We're both
apart, we both miss each other —neither of us has
any more of a right to be pissed. God, I do miss you.
How much?
More than I can tell you —though if I
was there, I'm sure I could show you...
Oh yeah? You sure you wouldn't be missing
Scully too much?
Don't be a bitch, Alex.
Oh, now the name-calling starts. I
wondered how long that would take...
I'm trying to talk to you —to tell you
how much I miss you and you're carrying on about
something that meant nothing. Isn't it bad enough
that we're apart? Can't you just drop it?
Why don't you make me?
What would it take?
You're a smart guy, Fox. I'm sure you can
think of something. Unless you're too tired from all
your paranormal adventures.
I'm never too tired for you, babe. Maybe
if I started kissing you, softly, on that spot on
your neck...
Hmm...okay, maybe that'll work...
Mmmm. You're making that sound, it's
quiet, not loud enough to be a groan, but I can feel
you tensing, starting to strain toward me.
Yeah....you bite me just enough to feel
good....I move to make you kiss me....you didn't slip
Scully any tongue did you?
(No, Alex, I didn't. Drop it ) Yeah, I
move up to your lips, but I don't kiss you. I lick
and nibble your lips, the corner of your mouth, but
every time you try to deepen it, to make me deepen
it, I move down to nibble your jawline.
you're driving me crazy...I just want to
slam you against a wall and fuck you hard, but it's
so much better taking it slow. I move my hands over
your back, moving them down slowly. [it was just a
question, Fox. Not an unreasonable one IMO]
(Fine. But if you keep it up, I'm going
to bed. You're ruining the mood.) Your hands skate
just below the waistline of my pants, teasing me,
hinting about what you're going to do to me. A shiver
races up my spine and I'm suddenly so fucking hard
that I can't breathe. I can't play my game, tease you
anymore, so I grab your face in my hands and kiss
you, hard. Devouring your mouth with my tongue and
lips and teeth as I grind furiously against you.
[Sorry, babe. I love you.] God, I can't
take it anymore....I fumble with your zipper,
reaching inside and grabbing your cock. You're so hot
and hard in my hand...I begin stroking you, your
moaning encouraging me. I need you so much I can't
think straight.
(I love you too, babe. So much.) I arch
into your hand, wanting it harder, wanting more. I'm
already past the point of words, I can't tell you how
much I want you, how I want your cock hard and fast
up my ass.
Shit, Fox.....I want to give you what you
want. I push you down on the bed, falling on top of
you. I'm trying to tear off your clothes even as I
keep kissing you, not wanting to leave the warmth of
your mouth.
I scramble frantically under you,
fumbling to help, wanting more than anything to feel
your naked skin sliding against me. You're so hot,
you're burning me even through the layer of clothes
and I bite back a scream of frustration, wanting you
on me, in me...
Somehow I get my shirt off and unbutton
yours, biting and licking every inch of skin as it's
uncovered. I'm so hard, but I'm enjoying your
writhing, your need.....finally I reach your
waistband, licking your straining cock before
awkwardly pulling your trousers off.
I shout as I feel the first soft touch
of your tongue on my cock. (God, I love your mouth
Alex) The burning need to have you in me is eclipsed
by your wet, clever mouth and I tangle my hands in
your hair, shoving you onto me, desperately arching
into the slick wet warmth of your mouth. I can't get
far enough inside you, can't get enough.
I almost choke from the unexpected thrust,
but I adjust, sucking voraciously, tasting you deep
in my throat. I slide off you until only the head is
between my lips, my tongue flicking over it, licking
the precum that's leaking there. I can feel you tense
and I pull off you completely.
For a moment, my hands clutch
helplessly, grasping at empty air. I groan, and move
upwards to you, but with an oddly gently push, you
keep me pinned to the mattress. You're panting
harshly above me, your hair wet with sweat. I watch
with yearning fascination as a drop tracks down your
forehead before landing on my chest. Moaning, I lift
up my legs and hold them open with my hands, begging
you to take me, to shove into me. Our eyes lock and
for a moment your beauty is so painful, it slices me,
opening me even further to you. I'm such a slut for
you, so open and ready and hot for you, and I know
I'm going to die if you don't take me.
You're so beautiful lying there, ready for
me, surrendering yourself completely. Your eyes are
so full of trust, it breaks my heart. I don't want to
waste time taking off my jeans, so I unzip them
slowly, watching your eyes track my every
movement....you lick your lips when you see my
erection and I have to stop myself from taking you
hard and fast...I want to tease you just a little
more before I give you what you want.
I notice the flash in your eyes and
moan, wanting you to give into it, wanting you to
give it all to me. I whisper please softly, tugging
my legs open even wider, rocking up towards you.
I can't hold back any longer and place the
tip of my cock against you, sliding the dripping head
over your opening before slowly pushing in....it's so
tight and hot, I have to bite my lip and concentrate
on not coming right then and there.
I let out a shout of relief as I feel
the head of your cock pushing into me. It stretches
and burns for a moment, but I welcome it, savoring
the feel of you, knowing you're taking me, invading
me, filling all the dark spaces. I hold my breath in
anticipation, but you're so maddeningly slow, so
careful, when all I want is for you to fuck me raw.
When I'm sure I've got myself under
control, I thrust into you....you cry out and I pull
back to thrust into you again. Your eyes are squeezed
shut and I know you want it harder as you move to
meet my every push. I lean down, needing to take your
mouth once again in a kiss, brutal and loving as we
lick and nip at each other's mouths.
I'm lost, I'm nothing but your cock up
my ass and your tongue in my mouth. You bite my lower
lip in concert with a brutal thrust and I scream,
tasting blood, feeling you pulsing and pounding
within me, and I can't hold back any longer. It's too
soon, but it goes on endlessly, the taste of blood,
the sharp scent of cum, the searing heat. My keening
wails dissolve into a strangled laugh as I realize
I'm seeing stars. Fucking stars.
Oh god, baby....the taste of your blood,
your body shuddering as you come...I'm gone....I come
deep inside you, wanting to fill you with everything
I have...continuing to pump into you until I collapse
against you, feeling your cum hot and sticky on our
skin...I kiss you gently, showing you how much I love
you.
God, Alex, I miss you. I love you so
much, I need you more. I'm so fucking sorry I'm not
with you right now.
Me too.....when are you coming home?
Tomorrow. I've got an early flight, I'm
coming straight home. Please be there, babe.
I will....I have to be. I can't live
without you, you know. When you get home we have to
celebrate the new year.
Thank god, I couldn't live without you
either. I'm hurting so much without you right now.
And we'll celebrate for days. Until neither of us can
walk.
Mmmmm....that sounds really promising,
babe. I don't know about you, but I'm completely
spent and a total mess It's much more fun coming
if you're here to help me clean it up.
Me too, baby, me too. I just hope my
laptop survives this mess... Go to bed. Dream
about me.
Lover, I never dream about anything else.
I'm so tired but I don't want to say good night. But
the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner you'll be here,
right?
I know. I don't want to say goodnight
either, I feel so close to you right now. But, you're
right —the sooner we sleep, the sooner we're
together. And I know I'll sleep tonight, I'll feel
you with me. Baby, you were inspired tonight.
You were more than inspired, babe. I think
you may need to go away more often... kidding! I'm
gonna head to bed, I guess. I'd sleep on the couch if
it wasn't for the fact that I feel as if you're with
me when I sleep in your bed. I've claimed your
pillow, btw. Come back to me fast, Fox.
I will, love. Goodnight.
Goodnight, babe. love you.
Love you, too.
The End
New Years Smut
by Frankie and Lucy Snowe
Fox?
