Phone Home
That was Krycek's only warning before Mulder (who else!) grabbed his arm and
slammed him into a brick wall. Catching him on the rebound, Mulder swung
Krycek the other way, right through the open door of a phone booth.
Mulder followed the younger man into the booth, slamming the door shut behind
him, effectively trapping Krycek in the phone booth.
With nowhere to go, Krycek just leaned against the phone, gasping for breath.
His impact with the wall had knocked the air out of him, and having Mulder
plastered against his back wasn't helping him get it back.
"Uh, Mulder? I thought we weren't doing this anymore." Krycek had no idea what
had inspired the older man to attack him. He hadn't even been aware Mulder
knew he was in Washington.
"Who was he, Alex?"
"Who was who?" Krycek was really baffled now.
"The six-foot black guy in leather you were all over 15 minutes ago!"
"What?! Are you talking about the bouncer who threw me out on the street?"
"I saw the way you were hanging on to him!"
"Of course I was hanging on to him!" Alex was getting irritated. "He had me by
the throat! If I let go of him, I'd've choked! Jesus, Mulder, get a grip!"
"Why should I believe you? You're a pathological liar!"
"Dammit, I told you I wouldn't do that anymore! I told you I was yours. I
won't let anyone else touch me."
"Make sure you remember that." Mulder was starting to calm down. Now that he
thought about it, Alex really had looked like he was in pain. His feet hadn't
even been touching the ground. "I'm not sharing you with anybody. It's bad
enough you're never here. I need to know that no one else's hands are on you,
no one else is making you feel like this." Mulder reached around Alex while he
was speaking and slowly, oh so slowly, unfastened his jeans.
"I promised you that already, Fox...ooohhh...I...please, yes...I'll kill
anyone who tries to touch me. God, please, Fox...oh yeah baby." Alex was
breathing heavily, nearly unable to speak. He leaned back against Mulder,
arching his head against the agent's shoulder and exposing his throat to the
older man's teeth.
Mulder accepted the offering, biting down on Alex's throat, marking him, even
while continuing to pump the younger man's cock. He could feel Alex getting
close and pulled his hand away.
Alex moaned in protest, tossing his head against Mulder's shoulder. His hips
still thrust forward yearningly, seeking the warmth of his lover's hand. "Fox,
please, I'm so close. Let me come."
Mulder released Alex's throat finally. The younger man was going to be
sporting a truly spectacular mark for the next couple of days. "Not yet, Alex.
Not until I say you can."
"Mulder!" Alex nearly wailed his lover's name. "It's been too long, I can't—"
"Yes, you can. And you will, for me, won't you, Alex."
Alex made the mistake of looking up into Mulder's face. Seeing the sexy lower
lip and the heat in those green eyes (Alex loved seeing how green Mulder's
eyes got when he was hot; just seeing that turned him on), Alex moaned and
knew he'd hold back if it killed him. And judging by the ache in his cock, it
just might.
To make sure Alex did as he was told, Mulder cuffed him, sliding the chain
behind the clamp on one of the phonebooks before closing the bracelet onto his
second wrist. He could get free if he really wanted to, but it should hold him
still while they were playing. Once Alex was restrained, Mulder reached around
him again, stroking his cock some more.
Alex whimpered at the feeling of Mulder's hand on him and squirmed against the
hard cock he could feel pushing against his ass.
"I want you to hold still for me, Alex, and not make a sound."
"What?! Are you nuts?"
Mulder reached around Alex with his free hand, dropping a quarter into the
phone.
"What do you think you're doing!?"
"Well, babe, unless you really want Scully to come charging to my rescue, I
have to let her know I'm okay. I hung up on her when I spotted you, telling
her I was after a suspect."
"You're calling Scully! When I'm like this?" Alex's yell nearly ruptured
Mulder's eardrum.
Mulder decided Alex had a point and pressed the coin release. He held his hand
to Alex's mouth. "Wet it, Alex."
Alex sucked in Mulder's fingers, stroking his tongue along them and nibbling
lightly on the tips, showing Mulder what he'd like to do to his cock.
Mulder drew his fingers out slowly, dragging Alex's lip down as he went. He
released Alex's cock just long enough to undo his own pants and push Alex's
jeans down with his other hand, then stroked the moisture Alex had so lovingly
applied to his fingers onto his cock. He pressed up against Alex's hole,
gradually pushing inside. Once fully sheathed in Alex's body, Mulder held the
younger man to him. "Better now, love?"
"Yeah...god, Mulder, MOVE!"
"Not yet, babe, I told you. I have to call Scully."
"You've gotta be kidding me!"
Apparently not. Mulder retrieved his quarter and dropped it back in the slot.
He dialed Scully's number, not surprised to hear her answer on the first ring.
"Mulder?"
"Yeah, Scully, it's me." Mulder thrust deeper into Alex, prompting a moan.
"What was that?"
"What was what?"
"It sounded like a squeal, Mulder."
"Oh, that. It was just a tomcat."
Alex bit Mulder.
"Are you okay, Mulder? You sound kind of funny."
"I'm f...fine, Scully." Alex was fucking himself on Mulder's cock, speeding
his movements.
"Are you sure?" Scully was getting suspicious. "Is someone with you? Are they
making you say that?"
"No, Scully, I'm fine. I'd just offered that cat some scraps, and it clawed
me. That'll teach me to take in strays."
Alex bit him again.
"Look, Scully, I'm at a payphone here, and people are starting to line up." He
ignored Alex's chuckle. "No, nothing's wrong, the battery just died on my
phone. I'll see you on Monday."
Mulder hung up, turning a mock-ferocious glare on his moaning lover. "What was
the idea with all the biting?"
"'Tomcat'? I'm surprised you didn't say cat in heat. Now would you please
forget the damn phone calls and move!" Alex was nearly frantic, unable to
move enough to bring himself off in their cramped quarters.
"Is this what you want?" Mulder pulled back, nearly all the way out, and
thrust back in to the hilt, striking the gland inside his lover.
Alex screamed. Fortunately Mulder had anticipated that reaction and had a hand
over his mouth. Even so, an astonishingly loud sound escaped the younger man.
He really did sound like a cat in heat. But Mulder's other hand was gripping
the base of Alex's cock, preventing him from coming.
Alex cursed and pleaded, willing to do anything to finish this. He thought
he'd die if he didn't come soon. "Please Fox, what do you want? You want me to
beg...please, let me come, I need to come...you feel so good inside me...fill
me so full...do me...please..." He trailed off into incoherent babbling.
Mulder wanted to keep Alex in a frenzy forever, he was so beautiful when
caught up in sexual tension, but he couldn't hold back anymore. He released
his grip on Alex's cock, stroking it instead, feathering his fingers along the
length and rubbing over the head with his thumb.
Alex started to moan continuously, thrashing against Mulder, his hands
clenching and unclenching with nothing to grasp on to. When Mulder rammed into
him again, Alex exploded, crying his lover's name.
Alex's muscles clenching on him pushed Mulder over the edge almost
immediately. The next thing he was conscious of was realizing that he was
slumped over the younger man, making him support nearly his full weight. He
also realized he heard applause. Without turning around, Mulder spoke to his
lover.
"Alex?"
"Yes, Fox?"
"Do you hear anything?"
"You mean do I hear what sounds like an entire crowd applauding?"
"Yeah, that's what I meant."
"Then yes, I hear that."
"Oh. Do you think maybe we should get dressed and go to my apartment?"
"I think that would be a very good idea. Mind uncuffing me?"
"Sure." Pause. "Umm, Alex?"
"What?" Suspiciously.
"I think I left the key on my dresser this morning."
Alex counted to ten. Then he counted to ten in Russian. Then he started
swearing out loud in Russian. "How the fuck am I supposed to get out of here?"
"Now, just stay calm, Alex." Hearing the younger man's growl, Mulder hurried
on. He'd already arranged his clothes, so as soon as they had Alex ready, they
could leave. He reached down for Alex's jeans and pulled them back up, tucking
Alex in and fastening them. "Now, I'll just raise the phone book so you can
slide your hands out. Then we'll go back to my place, and I'll get those cuffs
off you."
"Just do it," Alex growled.
Once Alex was freed, Mulder reached behind him to slide the door open and back
out, pulling Alex after him. Once out of the phone booth, the applause was
even louder. The two men hurried away without meeting the eyes of any of the
crowd around them.
"Next time Mulder, I'm cuffing you."
Challenges of Everyday Life V
by Orithain
"You fucking rat bastard!"
