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Plot: Alex is forced to come to a realisation he isn't happy
with, and Fox
is the victim of a savage attack.
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The Road to Nowheresville
by Frankie and Dr. Ruthless
A single bead of sweat trickled down Alex Krycek's glistening
shirt, long since discarded, lay on the ground next to him. The
was baking his finely muscled torso a deep golden brown. Where
the hell is
Mulder, he thought, glancing at his watch. It had been four hours
car they'd rented had decided to self-destruct, broken down in
Mexico desert, leaving them stranded and Fox had left for help.
Krycek was about to start ranting, he saw the gleam of a car hood
distance. Jumping up and waving his arms around, he managed to
flag down the
Krycek smiled as he walked up to the driver's window. "Thanks
He shook hands with the driver. "I'm having a little car
The man inside the car looked past Krycek to the now dead Ford
Taurus on the
side of the road. "Yeah, I can see that. What happened?"
"I'm not sure. We were driving, and suddenly there was a
loud pop and the
car just quit. My friend started walking to find help, but that
"There's nothing around here within walking distance,"
the man said, looking
at Krycek's body appreciatively. "I can give you a ride so
we can look for
The look didn't go unnoticed by Krycek. "That would be great,
thanks. Let me
get my things out of the car."
He walked back to the car to grab his and Mulder's briefcases.
He picked his
shirt up and put it back on. Walking back to the car, he noticed
was staring at him intently. Alex got into the car and smiled
at him. "I
really appreciate this. My name's Alex, by the way."
"Jack. Nice to meet you, Alex," he said, returning Krycek's
let's look for that friend of yours."
Before too long, they saw a lone figure in the distance, walking
side of the road.
"Could that be him?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, but I thought he'd have gotten farther than that,"
squinting into the desert heat.
They pulled up next to him. Mulder didn't look at the car, but
up his steady pace. The car stopped, and Krycek had to get out
Mulder's name to make him stop. Mulder turned around slowly, and
back a gasp when he saw his partner's condition. There was a long,
just over his right eye that had bled profusely but now was covered
blood. His lower lip was swollen and there was split on the left
right eye was bruised and puffy. It looked like he'd been beaten
inch of his life, yet somehow he had managed to keep walking.
"Mulder," Krycek finally said, walking over to help
his partner. "What
happened to you?"
Mulder started to answer then collapsed into Krycek's arms.
The sun's rays poured down like molten metal, turning the afternoon
dull red hell. The road shimmered and dust devils flew around
stood eyeing the two of them vacantly, and Krycek felt a pang
run through the pit of his stomach. Mulder appeared to be conscious,
there was obviously something the matter with him. The usually
intelligent hazel eyes appeared unfocused, as if there were a
them. He was bruised and battered and the cut over his right eye
extended up past his hairline, made him look sinister.
Mulder swayed a little, then turned and began to stagger on down
Alex was stunned, and lost a few moments watching his progress.
realized what Mulder was doing, and pelted up the road after him.
reached the bruised and bloodied man, Alex grabbed his shoulder
him. Mulder whirled, pulled back his fist and swung clumsily at
"Mulder, what the fuck...?" Alex found himself ducking
as Mulder took
another swing at him. The other man had his face set in a bestial
made Alex feel very nervous. Knowing that Mulder's present weakened
would allow him to easily control the older man's violence, Alex
and caught the flailing fist. Twisting to one side and turning
the arm into
a lock that would prevent Mulder from moving unless he wanted
Krycek tried to get through to him.
"Mulder? What happened? What's going on here?" Mulder
still did not seem to
be looking at him, or indeed at anything. His eyes remained vague
glassy. Alex twisted the arm and forced Mulder to the car, and
at that point
the older man rebelled, yelling and screaming incoherently as
to settle him in the backseat.
"Mulder, come on Mulder, you're not making any sense!"
Alex was still
attempting to snap him out of whatever was ailing him. Mulder's
became hoarse, and he finally broke down into whimpers. Alex got
in the car and climbed in beside him. As the car pulled away,
into the corner of the vehicle and cowered. Alex shook his head
bafflement as he watched his partner's strange behavior.
Jack put the vehicle into gear, and the car began to move forward
the heat and the glare. Krycek was conscious of the sweat that
trickle down his spine, and the shirt plastered to his back. He
Mulder, who was now apparently in some sort of trance, staring
unblinkingly. Meeting Jack's eyes through the rear view mirror,
that the driver was staring at him. He wriggled uncomfortably.
"How long until we make it to civilization?" Alex felt
as if he had to
speak, break the silence and give the man some reason to be eyeing
him up so
"You won't find civilization in these parts, Buddy!"
Jack grinned at him
through the mirror. "Best we can hope for is a rest facility
in about 35
miles, at Corona. There ain't a whole lot of anything in this
area save for
military ranges and such. Don't get too many people passing through
for the New Agers.... You don't look like hippies to me."
Once again he
looked Alex up and down with a long, lascivious stare. Alex began
the driver would keep as much of a watch on the road as he did
The car ate up the miles smoothly, and it was only about ten minutes
that they began to see signs of inhabitation. Alex glanced at
in his trance and showing no signs of coming out of it. Moments
passed the city limits of Corona, and soon pulled in to a small,
faded motel. Alex and Jack climbed out of the car and Alex made
towards the office through the stifling afternoon heat.
After the glare of the sun, it was gloomy as Alex entered the
register himself and Mulder. The office was cool after his enforced
in hell. The room was empty, and a door behind the counter stood
Alex made his way to the desk, a small child suddenly appeared
doorway, studied him solemnly, then toddled off. Moments later
a tall skinny
woman appeared with the small child clinging to her leg.
"Can I help you?" she asked, in a surprisingly high,
girlish voice. The
child giggled, and plonked down on the floor to explore the contents
waste paper bin. Alex quickly reserved a double for them, working
principle that Mulder needed supervision. Thanking the proprietor,
grabbed the keys and followed her directions to their unit. Unlocking
door, he threw it wide to reveal a motel room that looked like
motel room he had ever been in. It was reasonably clean but smelled
and dusty. The carpet was an indeterminate brown, and the drapes
orange. He rolled his eyes and then went off to fetch Mulder and
The car had been moved into the meager shade afforded by the office,
Jack was sitting on the hood, smoking a cigarette and idly pitching
stones at a clump of weeds. As Alex rounded the corner, Jack looked
"Hey Buddy! You all checked in? Wanna go test out the diner?"
hungry, but the prospect of spending any more time with this man
enticing. He had spent the last few miles feeling like a bug under
as the driver had continued to stare. He was also worried about
wanted to see if he could somehow break him out of his apparent
"That's OK, Jack. Thanks for the invite, but I'm gonna have
to do something
about Mulder here. I don't think I'd better make plans."
Alex opened the
door and attempted to lead Mulder out of the car. Mulder sat limply
Alex pulled on his arm, then came out of the car in an explosion
fists, raining blows onto the unprepared Alex. For a few minutes
he had his
hands full, trying to soothe the disturbed agent, but finally
to coax Mulder towards their room. Looking over his shoulder,
he called his
thanks to the driver, who had now finished his smoke and was still
him out. Alex was used to being stared at. His height, his broad
slim hips and long legs got their fair share of attention. His
face in close
up was devastating to the female population, and he had become
avoiding passes from the people he came into contact with. He
was a little
over six feet tall and was currently dressed in a soft white cotton
and a pair of faded, battered blue jeans that fit him exactly,
the powerful muscles in his legs. A baseball cap bearing the legend,
prepare to be strip-searched," covered his dark hair. He
had shaved the
evening before, but was currently sporting a fair crop of stubble,
him a piratical look. He had large, green eyes, fringed by impossibly
dark lashes, and an expressive mouth, with a slight unevenness
to his teeth
that detracted from perfection, but actually enhanced his good
nose sported a little tilt at the end that made him look harmless
Alex glanced back and realized that Jack was still perched on
staring after them with a hungry look. He hoped he wouldn't have
to get into
an argument before he could unload his benefactor. He really didn't
pay him back for rescuing them by having to beat him out flat,
would be, would be.
Mulder, now out of the car, appeared calmer. As Krycek led him
parking lot towards the unit, he seemed to become a little less
once they entered the room, he seemed to relax a little. Alex
sat him down
on an elderly armchair in the corner of the room, turned on the
TV, and left
to retrieve their bags. He was surprised to see Jack coming towards
carrying the cases.
"Hey, man, thanks! That wasn't necessary, but it's really
cringed inwardly at the thought that he had still to get rid of
this man but
continued to smile, holding out his hands to take the cases. Jack
his outstretched arms and brushed by him to carry the cases into
As Mulder caught sight of him, he gave a loud, hoarse cry. Leaping
feet, he moved behind the chair and huddled against the wall.
puzzled and turned to Jack.
"Thanks again, man! I'm really grateful, but Mulder seems
to be a bit
shocked or something. I don't know why, but he seems afraid of
gonna have to get him to a doctor, so if you wouldn't mind, we'll
you later on?" Holding the door, he stepped aside to allow
the other man to
leave, and then closed the door thankfully. He breathed a sigh
of relief. He
was very thirsty and was sure Mulder was, too. But he decided
to wait until
he was sure Jack had left before going out for something to drink.
Closing the door and locking it firmly against the return of the
man who had
brought them here, Alex moved to sit on the nearest bed. He made
list of the things he needed to do to get them out this mess and
First, they both needed a shower, a drink and some lunch. It was
around 3 o'
clock now, and they had not had anything except for a few sips
since their breakfast first thing this morning. He was hungry.
He was worried about Fox. The man had a lot of bruises, but that
was not his
main concern. He had been bruised before and survived. It was
mental state that was making Alex anxious, and he thought he should
a doctor about it. It was unlikely that anyone in this part of
would be able to help, but he could put in a call to Skinner and
the AD said.
The last thing would be to get the rental car towed and find a
for it, and who knew how long that might take. Having decided
priorities, he reached for the phone. Mulder was still sitting
wall but had apparently relaxed again now that the door was locked.
urged him back to the chair, and then called Skinner.
The phone was answered almost immediately, and a familiar voice
"Sir, it's Krycek. We have a bit of a situation here...."
Alex went on to
outline the problems that had beset the day. Walter Skinner swiftly
to get the car situation organized. He then suggested that the
two of them
rest for the remainder of the day before making decisions in the
about whether or not Mulder needed to return to Washington for
Feeling better, Alex replaced the receiver and turned to sort
out his next
"Mulder?" Alex approached him softly, trying to get
inside the shell his
partner had created. "Mulder, are you in there? Come on,
man, snap out of
it!" Mulder raised his head for a minute and looked at him
dropped it back down to his chest. Alex took his arm and hauled
pulling him across to the bathroom. May as well get started, he
himself, as he led the older man. Dropping the lid on the toilet
sitting the senior agent down on it, he got busy with a face cloth
water, cleaning up the cuts on Mulder's forehead and gently washing
some of the sweat and grime from his face. Mulder closed his eyes
shuddered, but when he opened them, he appeared to be a little
than before. Alex surveyed his dust-caked, sweaty partner, then
began to fill the tub.
He wanted nothing more than to get into the shower himself but
could wait a little while longer. Maybe after a bath Mulder would
from whatever mental prison he was currently hiding in. It was
worth a try.
Tugging at the older man's T-shirt, he began to undress him. Mulder
apathetically, not exactly helping, but cooperating when Alex
to move a limb here or there.
The pile of dirty clothing lay in a corner, and Alex turned off
testing the water for temperature. Perfect. He looked longingly
at the water
but reminded himself he was stuck with a catatonic special agent...a
catatonic special agent at that. He sighed and prepared to dump
the tub, taking a minute to survey his partner appreciatively.
He gave a low
whistle. Fox by name and fox by nature. He knew that Mulder had
face and that he wore his clothes with style, but he had not realized
how sensational the body beneath the Armani was.
Mulder was lean and fit. Here in the motel room, Alex noticed
him that he had not even speculated on prior to today. The man
was built. He
was tall and slim, with a runner's physique. His long legs had
muscles while more ropes of muscle swelled his thighs and curved
Unlike many runners, his torso also appeared strong, with flat
powerful muscle sliding across his chest, back and shoulders.
Here was a man
who not only worked out with weights, but took care to remain
felt a stirring of interest as he surveyed the body in front of
"Once you're back with us Mulder you're gonna find me watching
butt of yours a bit more carefully than in the past!" Alex
himself. He finally got Mulder to step into the tub, and after
a minute or
two the other man sat down in the water. Alex placed the soapy
his hand, but the dazed agent merely sat, solemnly clutching it
without making any effort at all to get clean.
"Jeez! You're gonna make me do this, aren't you, Mulder?"
Alex gave a snort
of laughter as he looked at the quietly waiting man. Sighing,
Mulder's hand, washcloth and all, and began to apply the soap
to skin. After
a little while, Mulder seemed to get the idea and began soaping
Thankfully, Alex withdrew his hand and peeled off his shirt, which
soaked through. Turning to grab some shampoo, Alex poured some
into his hand
and began working it into Mulder's blood encrusted hair. For the
Mulder flinched a little at his touch, and a faint whimper signaled
there was some pain involved in the process. Alex grabbed Mulder's
forced him to raise his face, studying it intently as he looked
that the other man might be coming out of his stupor. There was
glint in Mulder's eyes, and Alex suddenly felt hope that this
was not going
to be a permanent state of affairs.
"Mulder! Hey, come on, Mulder, it's Alex, can you hear me?"
The other man
focused on Alex's face for a brief second before retreating into
Alex felt a little better and resumed his onslaught of Mulder's
Grabbing the showerhead and detaching it from the wall, he trained
it on the
other man's soapy head. He was almost done, his own shower was
only a few
minutes away, and he could almost feel the cool water trickling
back, washing off the grime of the day.
Pulling the plug at last to allow the water to drain away, Alex
Mulder to get up out of the tub. When that didn't work, he pulled
man's arm until he stood, dripping. Wrapping a large, surprisingly
towel around his partner, Alex got him to step out onto the bathroom
With a smaller towel, he began drying the taller man's back and
and then wrapped his hair in the towel, stepping back to avoid
that were falling from Mulder's newly washed person.
Shoving the damp Mulder in front of him, Alex navigated him towards
suitcases and began to rummage through Mulder's, searching for
clothing. He pulled out some underwear and handed it to Mulder.
to Alex's relief, Mulder seemed to recognize the garment for what
because he started to put it on, dropping his towel in the process.
picking out a shirt and another pair of lightweight jeans, Alex
on the bed beside Mulder and made his way back to the bathroom
to take his
"Scully, no! Scully....SCULLY!" The yell of sheer panic
cut through Alex's
dreams and snapped him into instant wakefulness. He reached for
the lamp and
turned it on. Mulder-for of course it had been Mulder doing all
yelling-was sitting up in bed looking bewildered. He blinked at
showing that he was conscious once more. Mentally giving thanks
entity took care of FBI profilers, Alex grinned at the confused
man in the
"Hey, Mulder. Good to have you back. I was really worried
about you for a
while there. Whatever happened to you? Can you remember anything?"
himself up onto one elbow and turned to face Mulder. He squinted
to see what
the time was and groaned when his watch let him know that it was
"Krycek, where..." Mulder was tentatively feeling the
laceration on his
forehead as he spoke.
"If you're gonna say 'where am I,' I have to tell you it's
a cliche! You are
in a motel in Corona, and you've been behaving very strangely
for the past
15 hours or so. I was going to have to ship you back to Washington
if you hadn't come out of it. What the hell happened?" Alex
sat up, sleep
forgotten as he pondered the strangeness of the past day.
"I...umm...I don't really know. We were driving and I remember
stopping. I can recall getting out of the car to go find help,
but how I got
here is a blank. What happened to me? My head hurts." He
dabbed at the cut
with his fingers, wincing as he felt the scab that had formed.
"Someone worked you over pretty harshly yesterday, but you
as if you were concussed or anything. To tell you the truth, you
have some kind of brain damage from the way you were acting. I
really worried." Mulder looked down at himself, and then
back to Krycek.
"You put me to bed?" Alex's grin widened at the memory.
"Yeah! I gave you a bath too, and fed you a burger and fries.
You don't seem
to like ketchup!" He shook his head at the memory of Mulder,
together tightly, shaking his head in refusal at the french fry
"Hmmm? I love ketchup. Why would you think otherwise?"
Alex snorted. "You practically climbed over the back of the
seat in the
diner trying to get away from the stuff. That was my first clue."
about to turn out the light once more, when a thought suddenly
him. "We got a ride from a freaky individual named Jack.
He drove us here,
but you seemed pretty scared of him. Do you remember anything
at all about
that?" Mulder was shaking his head even before Alex had finished
Working his way back down into the bed, Alex snuggled into his
clicked off the light. Damn! He was wide-awake now, and the events
day before were flickering through his brain like a silent movie.
be lucky to get back to sleep before dawn at this rate. His mind
to the memory of his partner standing naked and defenseless in
permitting Alex to dry him off with the towel. He dwelled on the
and the vulnerability of him as he had stood, passively allowing
Alex to do
as he pleased. 'Good thing I'm the noble type,' he thought to
could have done anything. I wonder why I didn't.' Picturing how
have been different, he began to feel very horny and cursed under
breath, knowing the object of his desire was lying, presumably
three feet from his left ear. It was a long time before sleep
The phone shrilled, and Alex groped with one hand, trying to find
actually opening his eyes to the daylight. Mulder was up and dressed
picked up the phone seconds before Alex summoned up the strength
"Mulder." There was a pause. "Yes sir! Yes, that's
right, we're going to get
back on the road just as soon as we can get a car...No sir, my
head is a bit
tender but otherwise...No sir.... No sir.... Oh, but sir......Yes
too." He replaced the telephone with what Alex felt to be
"And good morning to you too." Alex opened one eye,
found that the light
then admitted was harmful, and possibly contained barbed wire,
replaced the lid. Mulder, who was obviously a morning person,
pillow out from under his head, leaving him exposed to the sun's
"Mulder! Don't! After all I've done for you!" The voice
Mulder prodded Krycek with his toe.
"Come on. It's seven already. I'm starving." He turned
away, pulling Alex's
blankets with him, then a thought occurred and he turned back.
"What do you
mean, all you've done for me?"
Alex's grin wasn't so much suggestive as explicit. Mulder didn't
speak for a
moment, and then a red tide crept up his neck. "Hey, Mulder,
blushing! It's OK, I didn't take advantage of you, even though
I could have.
I like my partners to be conscious!" At this, Mulder turned
a deeper shade
of red and moved away, the blankets trailing behind him. Alex
get you for this, see if I don't. No more Mr. Nice Guy. See if
I feed you
any more fries!"
Alex sighed as he got out of bed and headed to the shower. He
was amazed at
the change in his partner's demeanor.
While Alex showered, Mulder tried to remember what had happened
to him. He
got flashes of people's faces, but as soon as he attempted to
get a firm
grasp on what had taken place, they disappeared like so much smoke.
heard the water stop, he was suddenly hit by an image of Krycek
with him in
the bathroom, Mulder naked and Krycek looming over him. As soon
appeared, it was gone...He tensed, then felt the unmistakable
arousal at the memory.
"This is bullshit," he said to himself. He'd noticed
his partner casting
adoring gazes at him and found it flattering. But there was no
way in hell
he'd ever let Krycek.....well, he didn't think he would ever go
it. Still, there was no mistaking the stirring he felt in his
crotch at the
sight of Krycek coming out of the bathroom, a towel loosely wrapped
"Mulder," Krycek said, tossing his towel carelessly
onto the bed to the
dismay of the other agent. "Are you sure you don't remember
Jack?" He pulled on a pair of boxer shorts, then sat on his
bed to pull on
Mulder swallowed, trying to ignore the well-muscled specimen getting
a few short feet from him.
"I don't recognize that name in connection to what happened
to me, if that's
what you're asking."
"Are you sure?" Krycek pulled on a T-shirt, covering
his smooth chest and
helping Mulder focus a little more.
"Yeah. I don't remember a Jack. Why?"
"Well, when you got a good look at the guy who gave us a
ride, you went
crazy." Krycek picked up his belt, and as it hung from his
hand, the light
glinted off the buckle. Mulder screamed.
"Mulder! What is it?" Krycek was at his partner's side
in flash after he
recovered from his initial shock at the sudden outburst.
"No!" Mulder ran and cowered in the corner of the room.
His eyes were
riveted on the belt, still in Krycek's hand.
"Is it the belt?" Krycek asked. He tossed it onto his
bed and went to try
and calm down the frightened man. When he crouched down and touched
and Mulder didn't flinch, he started talking softly. "It's
Suddenly, Mulder grabbed Krycek and pulled him closer, knocking
man off balance so he ended up falling against him. Krycek struggled
managed to right himself. He looked at his obviously troubled
knowing what to do to help him.
"What's happening to me?" Mulder's voice was shaking
as he came back to his
Krycek touched the side of Mulder's face, expecting the senior
agent to slap
it away. "I don't know, but we need to get you some help
to try and
remember. I think we should get something to eat and then get
you back to
"No, we need to investigate the case."
"Mulder, we need to find out what the hell happened to you,
and we can't do
that here." He stood up and put out a hand. Mulder took it
and let Krycek
help him to his feet.
Mulder and Krycek walked across the parking lot of the hotel to
spoon which provided the nearest thing to breakfast within a twenty
radius. Walking in, the two agents ignored the stares they received
local yokels and seated themselves in a relatively private booth
back. Mulder picked up one of the stained menus and handed it
then took one for himself. "If I were you, I'd order anything
have squirrel slipped into it."
Krycek looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He was glad that the
incident in the hotel room didn't seem to be having a lasting
"Mulder, you have the strangest sense of the absurd."
His comment was met
with a cheeky grin.
"You don't know the half of it." He turned his attention
to the menu and
made a pretense of studying it intently.
Krycek noticed Mulder's sudden concentration. "Mulder, I
need to ask you
"Can't talk. Looking for food."
Reaching out a hand, Krycek pushed the menu down until he was
wide, hazel eyes. "Do you remember anything at all of what
happened to you?
Are there any flashes of memory? Anything?"
With a sigh, Mulder sat back. "I have no memory of what happened
to me. I
just lost time. A lot of time."
"You were completely out of control one second and catatonic
"I don't know what happened!" Mulder raised his voice
enough to make some of
the other patrons turn around.
"Mulder, you were so freaked out. It was disturbing."
"Well, what did you do to me while I was out of it?"
Mulder asked, his voice
full of accusation.
Krycek looked taken aback. "I told you that I don't take
of advantage of
people when they're in a state like you were." He tried to
smile while he
said it, but he didn't like the tone Mulder had used to ask the
"Then why am I remembering you undressing me and...and..."
"Helping get you into the bath?" Krycek's face was stony
as he tried to hold
himself back from saying or doing anything he'd regret later.
Mulder blushed and looked at his menu again. "I'm sorry.
I have no idea
what's happening to me."
Krycek's face softened and he tentatively reached out a hand to
"Hey, I'm sorry. You can't help it if your memories are sketchy
at best." He
lowered his voice and said to himself, "Besides, you'd have
remembering if I'd really had my way with you."
Before Mulder could ask what he'd just said, a waitress sauntered
the table. It was the same woman they'd had the night before.
Mulder a look that made him extremely uncomfortable, then spoke
"Is your friend going to make another scene with the ketchup?"
Krycek flashed his most brilliant smile and reassured her that
of the ordinary would happen this morning. She scowled and looked
"Hmm. What can I get you two, then?"
Krycek ordered for the both of them. "I'll have the pancake
he'll have the French toast."
The waitress wrote down their order, shot Mulder one more wary
"I can order my own breakfast."
Krycek smiled. "Yeah, I wasn't too sure. You could go into
helpless mode at
any second." He immediately regretted saying that. "I'm
"No," Mulder replied, tersely. "Why the hell should
you have to put up with
my shit? Never mind the fact that I'm the one it happened to.
I have to make
sure I don't make your life any harder." He wished that hadn't
sounding so whiny.
"Look," Krycek sighed. "I said I was sorry, okay?"
There was an edge to the
young man's voice.
"Fine, well, I want to ask you what you just said to me."
Krycek furrowed his brow. "What? That I was sorry?"
"No," Mulder said, shaking his head, "what you
said before the waitress came
"Oh, that. Well, I was kidding." He shifted uncomfortably
in his seat.
"Fine, but what did you say?"
Krycek cleared his throat. "I, uh, said that if I'd had my...way
you, um, would have remembered...it."
Mulder looked at his partner in disbelief.
"It was just a joke." He didn't even believe himself.
The look on Mulder's face told him to drop it.
"Okay, well let's talk about what's going to happen to you
once we get back
"Nothing's going to happen. I'm fine."
"Bullshit! We need to find out who did this to you, Mulder.
Why don't you
want to know?"
"I do want to know, but I'm...I'm.."
"Afraid of what you'll find out?"
Mulder looked down at his placemat and was silent. After a few
looked up at Krycek. "Yes. All I know is every time I try
to think about
what happened, I get scared."
"That's why we need to find out what's going on."
Mulder looked at the earnest young agent sitting across from him.
his tenacity as much as he resented his persistence. "Why
do you care so
The look on his face was a combination of surprise and hurt, and
wished he hadn't said anything.
"I care because we're partners. I hope you'd do the same
"Yeah, I would. I didn't mean to offend you. It's just that
combined with what you said earlier makes me wonder about your
"My motives? What the fuck are you talking about? I don't
have any motives.
Jesus, Mulder, you think a lot of yourself, don't you?"
Mulder cocked an eyebrow. "And you're getting very defensive,
Krycek grinned. "Don't you try to analyze me. I just don't
like to be
"Accused?" Mulder sounded incredulous. "I wasn't
accusing you of anything. I
simply asked a question."
"Well, it sounded like an accusation." Krycek sat back
and crossed his arms
in front of him. Mulder could have sworn he was pouting. He bit
back a smile
and didn't realize he was staring at the other man's lips until
broke the silence.
"Here you go." She set down plates piled high with food.
Tearing off their
check and setting it on the table, she smiled at the junior agent.
anything else, let me know."
Mulder waited until she walked away. "She likes you,"
he said, putting a
forkful of French toast in his mouth.
Krycek smiled. "Yeah, well, some people do."
"What's that supposed to mean? You know I like you, right?"
Krycek looked at him. He knew what Mulder meant, but the idea
Mulder occasionally thought of him as something other than an
his heart beat a little faster.
When he didn't get a reply right away, Mulder felt his face turn
pink. "What I meant was...."
"I know what you meant, Mulder. Don't worry, I'm not taking
it as come on. I
don't overreact like certain people do." He looked down and
concentrating on cutting his pancakes. Sneaking a look at the
Mulder's face, he grinned and took a bite.
"Well, maybe one day I will say something you could take...."
when he realized what he was saying. That wasn't supposed to have
This time it was Krycek's turn to raise an eyebrow and shoot a
disbelief in his partner's direction. He shook his head and went
eating his breakfast. The two men finished their meal in silence,
wanting to clarify exactly what was going on between them.
Mulder looked out the hotel room window at the blacktop that seemed
melting under the intense pounding it was getting from the sun.
heat ippled across it, reminding him that they were in the middle
desert. Not that he'd need that reminder. Even with the air conditioner
full blast, he was sweating. He wanted to fill the bathtub with
strip and get in. Then he wanted Krycek to join him. The thought
came out of
nowhere, and lingered just below his belt.
"I guess there's nothing to do but wait, huh?" Mulder
jumped at the sound of
Krycek's voice so close to him. He was looking out the window
shoulder and smelled like soap and cheap cologne. Mulder found
the scent a
little annoying, but his dick apparently thought it was wonderful.
"Guess not." He hoped his voice didn't betray the excitement
he was feeling
at the closeness of his partner. "Want to do some exploring?"
"Yeah, but not the kind you had in mind," he muttered
as he walked away to
sit on his bed.
"Okay, I heard that." Mulder walked over to him. "What
is your problem?"
Alex sighed and stood up. He'd decided that enough was enough.
If he put
everything out in the open, what was the worst thing that would
what if Mulder freaked out? Bruises and bones would heal. He took
breath and forged ahead.
"What do you think is my problem? I'm attracted to you and
have been for
some time. I think you feel the same way and we're just afraid
to admit it
to each other." He stopped and almost flinched as he waited
for some kind of
response, whether it be an indignant denial or a punch to the
Mulder was shocked but not surprised by Krycek's admission. He
caught the agent looking at him strangely but hadn't figured that
been the reason. He'd chalked it up to simple hero worship. Now
that he knew
the truth, he wasn't sure what to think. He couldn't feel the
could he? There had never been a time in his life when he'd been
to another man, but more and more he found himself watching his
thinking about him. It had soon become pretty obvious to him that
was going on here, but he didn't know what. Strike that. He knew
what it was but hadn't wanted to address it. What did he do now?
could give it another thought, Krycek leaned forward and pressed
his lips to
The unfamiliar feel of another man's lips on his own was thrilling
Mulder, as was the more aggressive presence behind it. He parted
under the pressure and felt his partner's tongue snake between
an unexpected, but not unwelcome, shot straight to his groin.
tingling in his cock increased even more when Alex's tongue began
inspection of his mouth, sweeping over hot, wet flesh and teeth.
began his own exploration and felt another rush of heat to his
hardening penis when Alex moaned into his mouth.
Krycek's hand slowly traveled from Mulder's waistband down to
the hard bulge
and squeezed gently. The unexpected contact made Mulder buck into
eliciting a chuckle from the younger man.
"Mulder, have you done this before?" He laughed at the
raised eyebrow he got
in response. "I mean with a man."
Mulder shook his head and licked his lips, his eyes roving over
man's face. For the first time since they'd become partners, Mulder
beautiful Krycek was. He'd always realized that he was attractive,
obvious, but the man was actually beautiful. He wasn't sure what
to make of
that thought, but when Krycek pulled down the zipper of his jeans
his hand inside, his body knew exactly what to feel. The first
touch of skin
on skin made both men gasp as one finally realized a hidden longing
other discovered his.
Krycek planted soft, warm kisses along Mulder's jaw, licking the
skin as he
went. "I'll make this feel really good, Fox," he whispered
and dropped to
his knees and gently freed Mulder's erection. He wrapped his hand
base and started licking the head, lapping up the pearly drops
already collecting there. The salty tang made the growing ache
Krycek's legs almost painful. He ran his tongue over the slit
and around the
ridge, taking the head between his eager lips.
If Mulder had thought the sight of his partner on his knees excited
when he felt that mouth go to work, he was ecstatic. He felt the
heat of arousal as it spread throughout his belly and continued
until he thought his balls would explode from the pressure. Whatever
been thinking flew out of his head seconds later when Krycek took
length into his hot, talented mouth, making him mutter a few choice
Krycek smiled around the cock filling his mouth and tried to make
Mulder was saying. He listened to the string of creatively combined
obscenities and started sucking harder. He wanted Mulder to scream
when he came, but Alex could feel him trying to hold back. Moving
up and down, he slipped a hand around to Mulder's ass and began
smooth flesh. Mulder tensed and he eased up. When he felt him
he put his hand back but this time slid a finger down until he
hot, tight opening. He had just pushed his finger into him when
yelled and pushed him away. Krycek fell back and watched in astonishment
Mulder ran into the bathroom and locked the door. He jumped up
and ran after
him, pounding on the door.
"Mulder! Are you okay? Open the door!" He kept banging
until he thought his
and would bleed. Stepping back and getting ready to break the
door down, he
was relieved when Mulder slowly opened the door and fell into
His eyes were wide and his voice trembled as he held on.
"I remember what happened, Alex. I remember what they did
Krycek tightened his arms around his partner and gently pushed
his head down
until it was resting on his shoulder. He started stroking Mulder's
cautiously, wanting to reassure him that he was safe, but wary
him into another panic at the touch.
"What happened, Fox? Who are they? What did they do to you?"
Mulder started to speak, but his voice hitched and caught in his
Krycek flinched at the sound of his partner attempting to tell
him about his
attack He wanted to know what happened so he would know who should
whatever had happened. Swallowing his anger for the moment, he
patiently until Mulder was able to speak.
"There were too many of them and I didn't realize it until
they'd gotten me
in the van." Mulder's voice was muffled as he rubbed his
face against the
soft cotton of the younger man's T-shirt, seeking comfort in the
smell of him.
"You have to tell me what happened from the beginning, okay?"
him over to his bed and sat him down. Taking a place next to him,
an arm around Mulder's shoulders and waited for him to continue.
"After I lost sight of you, a van stopped to pick me up.
I flashed the
driver my badge and told him about the car. I asked him how far
it was to
the next town and if he could give me a ride."
"Why didn't you come back to get me?"
"I figured I'd get to town and come back in the tow truck
to get you and our
things. I knew that if I was gone too long, you'd flag someone
down and head
"That's pretty much what happened when Jack stopped. We were
going in your
direction and saw you walking on the side of the road." He
paused for a
moment. "But if a van was heading to town, I would have seen
it before you,
Mulder shook his head. "He was going in the opposite direction
and pulled a
U-turn in order to stop for me."
"Okay, so what happened once you got in the van?"
"Well, I figured I'd be fine. I had my weapon on me, I'm
a trained agent.
I...." He broke down again. After a few moments he resumed
really thought I'd be okay."
Krycek rubbed his back and didn't say anything, but he could imagine
was about to hear.
"He had a passenger up front with him, so I had to get into
the back. I slid
the door open and saw that the back had been completely redone.
had been taken out and I remember thinking it reminded me of those
vans everyone had in the 70s. Anyway, there were about four guys
lounging back there. Before I could do anything, a couple of them
and dragged me into the van. The van took off but it didn't go
very far. I
guess they pulled over to the side of the road."
Krycek didn't need to hear anymore to know what happened next.
have to say another word."
"I don't know how they overpowered me, Alex! Why did I let
my guard down?"
He didn't expect an answer and wasn't offered one. "One of
them took my gun
and held it on me while the others.....While they took turns hitting
"Fox," he whispered, "you don't need to tell me
Mulder looked at him and kept talking. "One of them had on
a belt... I
remember it because it had a huge buckle shaped like a UFO. He
took off his
belt and tied it around my....my neck. They'd cuffed my hands
behind my back
and had me on my knees...." He glanced down at his hands
surprised that they were shaking. Suddenly, he was fascinated
by the lack of
control he had over his own body.
Krycek stood up and, running a hand through his hair walked to
He exhaled quickly and turned around to face Mulder. "Don't
tell me anything
As if he were in a trance, Mulder ignored him and started talking
"One of them was sitting in front of me and had his pants
undone. He told me
to...he wanted.... I told them to go to hell, and the guy holding
belt pulled on it and choked me. He said that if I didn't do what
wanted, he'd kill me. Then he.... shoved my head down and told
to....to..... open my mouth and if I tried anything, I'd be shot.....I
to....do that to.....they all took turns." He looked at his
....fucked my mouth, Alex. I had to.....I couldn't spit...."
said the words before he'd shot off the bed and into the bathroom
Krycek could hear the sounds of Mulder getting sick and gagging
back the urge to burst out the front door and shoot every man
in the whole
damn town. Before he did anything, he'd need more information.
He went into the bathroom and saw Mulder standing over the sink,
water on his face. The color had drained from him, leaving him
and pale. Krycek grabbed a washcloth and ran it under the water
"You're going to be okay, Fox." He didn't know whom
he was trying harder to
convince, his partner or himself. "You're going to get through
"Afterwards, they were going to rape me...one guy had pulled
down my pants
and put his finger in my....in me....but the driver yelled at
stop.....he didn't want it to look like I'd been sexually assaulted.
the bruises were enough. I got lucky, I guess." The smile
on his face sent a
chill down Krycek's spine.
He put a hand on Mulder's back. "Fox, you *were* sexually
"The driver was the guy who picked you up. I'd swear to it,"
disregarding what Krycek said.
"It couldn't be. He came by later going into town. He'd have
had to drive
past me in order to double back and make it look like we'd just
found you. Besides, he knew you'd recognize him."
Mulder shook his head. "Before they threw me out of the van,
me with something. Everything you've told me about what happened
found me is a complete blank." He closed his eyes and ran
a hand over his
face. Suddenly, he looked up. "It was him, Alex! You told
me that I had
another episode when I got a good look at him."
"You did, but maybe Jack just looks like the driver."
"Alex, he could be his goddamned twin! Why don't you believe
"I do believe you, but he would have had to drive away from
double back in order to make it look like he picked me up on his
town. Fox, there was no traffic on that road. Nothing. Do you
what I'm saying?"
Before Krycek could react, Mulder had shoved him away. "I'm
not an idiot!
You don't want to believe me? Fuck you!"
He stormed out of the bathroom and started looking through his
Krycek followed him. "What are you doing?" His voice
"I'm looking for my gun."
"Fox, you can't just go out there and start shooting."
He knew he was being
hypocritical, but that was different. He didn't care if he got
to protect his partner, but he wouldn't let Fox destroy himself.
to face what happened first." He walked over to Mulder and
put a hand on his
arm, stopping the frantic search.
Mulder looked at Krycek's hand and then at his face. He saw concern,
and anger reflected in the same eyes he'd been mesmerized by only
ago. He allowed himself to be drawn into a safe embrace. "How
the fuck am I
supposed to deal with this?" he whispered.
"We'll get you back to D.C. The best in the field will be
able to help you."
Krycek kept his voice calm.
"I don't want to tell anyone else."
"Why? We have to find these guys and make them pay for what
they did to
"I know," Mulder said, straightening up, "but I
don't want the FBI
Krycek knew what he was saying and was ready to do anything for
do I have to do?"
Mulder gave him another spine-tingling smile and then a shadow
face, darkening his eyes. "I want you to help me find these
men and kill
Alex paced up and down the seedy motel room. He was trying to
work out how
he could best help Mulder. He was outraged at the things that
to his partner. He wanted to bring the men to justice, but he
best to find them. They would not be sitting, waiting for him
to go and
He had a further problem due to the fact that Mulder wanted to
kill them out
of hand. He worried about Mulder's stability in light of the things
happened to him.
He was also suffering from a case of raging lust.
Watching Mulder as he sat on the bed with his gun, methodically
re-loading it, Alex sighed. He didn't know how best to help Mulder
what had happened. He wanted to avenge the man. He was not averse
violence, and his skills in the area of murder and mayhem were
finely honed than his partner would have suspected. He had been
role of the geeky, worshipful junior agent for so long, and with
that he almost had himself believing it. Almost, but not quite.
It was time to cast aside his mild persona and reveal some traces
real Alex Krycek. After all, his partner had been injured, raped
drugged, and any recollection of events down the road could easily
on his unstable mental state following his rape. Alex felt quite
letting himself go. First, however, he had a job to do. He sat
down on the
bed next to Mulder and put an arm casually across the other man's
"I think we should work out a plan of action. We have to
find these suckers,
Fox. Once we know where they are, it will be easier to deal with
occurs to me that the best way to get them to come out of hiding
is to set
them up. I don't know how you feel about that." Alex spoke
husky voice earnest. "But that guy Jack was pretty much undressing
his eyes all the time we were together yesterday...." He
broke off as Mulder
gave a snarl and started to his feet. He put his arm out to draw
man back down onto the bed, and into the shelter of his embrace.
Fox! It's OK. I won't be unsuspecting the way that you were. I
won't be all
alone either, I'll have backup. What do you say?"
Mulder's eyes were stony, and his expression was mutinous. Alex
hair gently as he uttered soothing words to the infuriated man.
Mulder began to calm down. Alex continued to caress Mulder's neck,
and his ears, all the while murmuring quietly in his smoky voice.
turned to his partner, and gradually sagged so that his head rested
other man's shoulder. Alex looked at him narrowly, noting the
whiteness around his mouth and the new lines on his forehead.
body towards the other agent, he put both arms around him in an
rocking him slightly. Dropping his head to the back of Mulder's
placed a rain of small kisses on it. Mulder froze for a moment,
and snuggled into Alex's arms.
Alex sat holding his partner, enjoying the contact between the
two of them
even though it was causing his cock to strain painfully against
He knew that it would be some time before Mulder would be ready
for any kind
of sexual encounter after what he had been through. So when Mulder
his head, took hold of Alex's face and glued his lips to him,
speechless. He sat, unable to move for a fraction of a second.
turned his head, permitting the seal between mouths to become
groaning with the need he felt within as his tongue found Mulder's,
and dart in lascivious play.
For a while they continued to kiss, and then Alex pushed Mulder
"Fox, please... " Mulder looked at him in bewilderment.
"I thought you wanted this. I thought it was what you needed."
listened, Alex smiled at the other man.
"You know I do. I couldn't sleep last night because you were
there, in the
bed next to me, and I kept thinking about you. I want you very
but I know what a horrible experience you just had and there's
no way I
would want to add insult to injury. If it isn't meant to be, it
happen. I'd rather help you get the bastards that hurt you than
to your problems, Fox."
Mulder's eyes were dark with hunger, and Alex felt a little thrill
his spine as Mulder moved in deliberately to place his soft mouth
once more. He tightened his arms around the senior agent and held
as Mulder dove deeper and deeper into the warm recesses of his
Slowly, Mulder laid the two of them down so that they were stretched
bed together, and as they continued to kiss, Mulder rolled to
body with his own.
Alex had closed his eyes so he could better concentrate on the
feel of Fox's
mouth. As they continued to kiss, he ran his hand up over the
lean back, until he found the soft hair at the nape of his neck
his fingers there. The other hand slid down around Mulder's waist
the small of his back, slipping south over the curve of a buttock
his hips tightly up against Alex's aching groin.
As Mulder drew his head back to survey the effects his kisses
were having on
his partner, Alex managed to get his thoughts together enough
to ask the
question that worried him. His chest was heaving and his breath
making his voice even huskier than usual. Mulder gazed down into
from which almost all vestiges of green had vanished, the pupils
with the strength of his desire.
"I thought you were totally disgusted by what happened to
you, Fox. What are
you doing? You feel so good, too good. If you keep on like this
stop me, I won't be able to answer for the consequences. Bear
in mind that I
don't want to hurt you. I want you, but we'd better stop now while
have some control of myself."
Mulder remained, looking down at him as he idly drew circles on
with one long forefinger. Then he raised the finger to trace Alex's
"I've been thinking. Yeah, something bad happened to me,
but also, something
good. I wouldn't ever have known how you felt about me if it wasn't
experience I had yesterday, would I? I want to erase the things
men did to me. The only way I can do that is by replacing the
something good. I want to have you prove to me that it's good,
not bad. I
need to feel it, Alex. Help me." His face was a strange mix
of desire and
pain, and Alex tightened his hold on him as his stomach flip-flopped
"God, Fox, anything. I'll do anything to make you feel good
You just don't know how much I want you." Alex's voice was
choked and hoarse
as he clutched the other man's body. He pulled Mulder's head down
him once again, opening his mouth wide and letting his tongue
sweet warmth of the other man. He gazed up at Mulder, his eyes
shining as he
studied the man who was lying above him. He had spent so many
hours and days
imagining how Mulder might feel, if only he would offer Alex this
Alex was almost shaking now with the need to make love to Mulder.
up his arms to pull Mulder's mouth down to his, opening his lips
as he did
so and sliding his tongue forward to explore the boundaries of
Slowly, he rolled Mulder over until their positions were reversed.
above the older man, Alex slowly unbuttoned the short sleeved
Mulder wore, opening it to slip his hand inside, brushing across
hair to find Mulder's nipple, taking it between finger and thumb
to roll and
tweak it. As Mulder's breathing deepened and he began to relax
caresses, Alex slowly moved down from the lush mouth, pausing
to nibble his
lower lip before sucking and nipping his way over his jaw, and
down into the
hollow of his neck. Here he stopped for a moment to suck harder,
red patch that marked Mulder as his, at least temporarily. As
under Alex's knowing touches, Alex lowered his head to suck and
lap at his
For a while, the two were silent except for muted gasps. Then
moved down to Mulder's waistband, as he sought to unbutton the
jeans. Mulder moaned slightly and canted his hips upward to permit
removal of his pants. As Alex slid them down his legs, his cock
twitched as he took in the sight of Mulder lying in a sprawl,
thrusting his hips. He moved down to take Mulder's offering between
lips, dragging his tongue over the head of it as he did so, and
softly himself as he tasted Mulder's sweet, salty flesh.
For a moment or two he contented himself with lapping at the ridge
around the bulbous head, while Mulder, tense and thrusting, had
tightly clutching the pillow behind his head. Alex, who had been
timing his caresses, waiting to make sure each one was accepted
on to the next, decided that it was time to get serious. Reaching
pillow, he raised Mulder's hips and shoved it under the senior
behind. Then, going to work in earnest, he took hold of Mulder's
and plunged himself down on it, swallowing it to the root. His
shook a little as he heard Mulder scream his name, and then as
he began to
suck and tongue the captive penis, Mulder put his hands down to
head. Alex could tell that the other man was resisting the temptation
pull his hair and force that straining dick even further down
Mulder began to make little grunting sounds as Alex worked busily
cock, deep throating him steadily. Alex's busy hands stroked and
Mulder's balls, gently nipping at the puckered flesh. Feeling
in his pocket
for lube, Alex fumbled open the tube and managed to apply a ribbon
jelly to his fingers, before dipping his hand down to explore
He gently stroked his fingers around and around the small opening
feel, making no attempt yet to force a way in, but applying pressure
perineum as he did so. He felt for the hard little gland that
he knew would
add to the pleasure of the other man's experience. Mulder was
now, rigid and gasping as Alex touched and probed. Alex could
tension building in the other man's balls, and as they began to
suddenly pulled off, gazing up at Mulder with an ill-suppressed
"Is everything OK? How do you feel?" Alex's spurious
concern was a
masterpiece of acting. Mulder looked back at him with glazed eyes.
to speak, but could only whimper as his tormentor smiled fondly
up at him.
"I don't want you to get sick to your stomach again, or to
feel bad or
anything." The growl of sheer anguish that came out of Mulder's
that point made Alex laugh out loud.
"Oh, baby, I want to make you feel good. I really do. I wish
I could rub it
all out and have us start from scratch, but I can't." As
he spoke, he had
gently slipped one very well lubricated finger into Mulder's tight
and was slowly rocking it back and forth as he probed to find
man's prostate. Mulder's sudden convulsion as Alex finally reached
stroked it with the tip of his finger made Alex smile. Dropping
again, he took the other man's penis back into his hot, wet mouth
hard as he gently massaged Mulder's prostate from inside with
his finger and
from the outside with his thumb. Mulder gasped, and cried out,
pull Alex's head away. Alex chuckled faintly and redoubled his
please the other man, knowing what was going through his head.
All of a
sudden Alex felt him quicken inside his mouth and then Mulder
hard, head flung back, mouth open wide in a soundless shriek of
he pumped into Alex's greedily sucking mouth.
Alex was so hard, he felt like crying, and knew that he was either
have to go somewhere and jerk off to relieve himself of the pressure,
else be awake all night again. He pulled away from Mulder's now
diminishing cock, licking it clean and placing small kisses around
it as he
looked up to see how his new lover was handling things.
Mulder was lying, eyes closed, chest heaving as he tried to recover
experience he had just gone through. As he felt Alex roll to lie
him he turned his head towards him and opened his eyes, his expression
"My God. That was something else. I don't think I've ever...
Is it always
like that or are you something totally special?" Alex laughed
out loud and
reached frantically forward to pull Mulder into a kiss, sharing
the taste of
his orgasm with him as he plunged fiercely into his mouth. As
to kiss and explore Mulder's mouth, he was shaking with the intensity
need. He felt it dawn on Mulder that he was still desperate, and
his hand under Alex's chin, pulling his face back to stare into
Alex gazed back at Mulder, pupils dilated and eyes huge and Mulder
rolled Alex over to lie on his back.
"Special? Oh, God, Fox, you'd better believe it." Alex's
voice was roughened
by need and caught in his throat as he spoke.
As Mulder looked down at the man who had just made love to him
intensity, Alex felt very vulnerable under the careful scrutiny.
every inch a slut as he lay writhing under Mulder. His face was
his lips were slightly swollen from their kisses. Alex watched
Mulder with a
painful certainty that he would be left high and dry. No color
showed in his
eyes, the pupils had expanded to drown the usual green. He was
chest heaving, and it was plain that Mulder felt a rush of power
examined him in his obvious state of arousal. He smiled down at
Alex as the
younger man bit his lip, straining to press his rock hard erection
Alex could see that Mulder was feeling a little strange. He had
Mulder an orgasm like nothing he had experienced before in his
life, and now
he was obviously in need of release himself. It was obvious to
Mulder didn't want to think about the way he had just been brought
Alex suspected Mulder wasn't ready to take the other man's penis
mouth just yet, but he was unsure what else he could do. He paused,
running up and down Alex's chest, as he gathered his courage.
"Fox, it's OK. You don't have to do anything you don't want
to. I just
wanted to make you feel good." He swallowed, and then smiled
swooped in to run a contemplative tongue over his lips. "All
you need to do
is just hold me, I can take care of myself." Alex fumbled
with his own fly,
finally managing to get his jeans open, and attempting to push
with shaky hands. He saw Mulder make a sudden decision and turn
Alex, removing his jeans and underwear, freeing up his penis as
he did so.
Alex moaned and closed his eyes, dropping his hand down to take
hold of his
own cock. Mulder intercepted his hand as he did so, taking hold
of it and
interlacing their fingers.
"No! You did it for me. Now let me try and take care of you.
I want to."
Alex's eyes flew open at that point and he gasped. Mulder smiled
moved to brush his lips over Alex's, making him feel the softness
against his own. Then he reached down and gently traced the stiffness
lover's penis, laughing as he evoked a muffled curse from his
As Alex watched, helpless, Mulder moved down on the bed until
his head was
level with the other man's groin, stroking his erection gently
enjoying Alex's groans and pleas. Quickly, he found the tube of
that Alex had used, and squirted some onto his hand. Then, grasping
penis in his hand, he coated it with the slippery gel and began
to slide it
up and down. Alex gasped and bucked into Mulder's busily working
hand as he
felt bubbles of lust fizz through his middle. Mulder glanced at
him and was
obviously pleased by what he saw.
"Is that good? Tell me how you like it. Tell me what you
voice reached Alex through the mist of sheer groaning need he
experiencing. He opened his mouth to try and respond, but at that
Mulder slipped a long, clever finger inside him, and his beginning
trailed off into an incoherent cry. Mulder nodded to himself in
satisfaction. This was easy.
Alex was feeling the steady climb of sensation as needles of sheer
ecstasy shook his body. He lay rigid, giving himself up to his
ministrations, as Mulder grew more adventurous. He had tangled
into the bedcover in his efforts not to grab Mulder, but it was
hold himself back and he could feel himself losing control. He
eyes as he savored the feelings Mulder was causing him, and was
surprise when he felt the warm wetness of Fox Mulder's mouth suddenly
over him, and his busily dancing tongue flicker the length of
his cock. At
the same time, Mulder managed to get another finger into Alex,
from his own recent experience that there was something inside
really good when it was stroked, felt for and found Alex's prostate.
The sensation as Mulder found his sensitive spot tipped Alex beyond
point of no return. He cried out and tried to get the other man
to pull his
mouth away. Mulder pulled back a little momentarily, but then
onto him, taking him in as far as he could. Alex felt his whole
with white-hot bliss as his balls drew up and the sweet flood
of joy pulsed
and poured out through him like a torrent. His spine cracked as
locked into spasm and he cried out. Dimly, he was aware of Mulder
to lie alongside him. He felt the other man slide his arms around
nestled into Mulder's embrace with a sigh.
Mulder, temporarily elated by the discovery that he could reduce
to this quivering mass of jelly, kissed the top of Alex's head
up to him, allowing the tension to drain from him temporarily.
The diner sat in its pall of dust under the searing light of the
sun. Inside there were a few people, and they sat in small groups,
drinking iced tea, some munching dispiritedly on fries or nachos.
The door swung open and the scattered clientele glanced lazily
to see who
had made good their retreat from the heat. Tanya, the young woman
counter, drew in her breath sharply at the sight of the two men
They were both slim, lanky and dark haired and both were dressed
economically in cotton shirts and lightweight jeans. They were
beautiful. The man in the lead had shrewd hazel eyes, a prominent
nose and a
mouth that promised sensuality. He was rangy rather than skinny,
legs that swelled most satisfactorily at the thigh.
His companion was as wide-eyed as a baby with a small, pointed
chin and a
tip-tilted nose. He looked young and oddly innocent, but then
he smiled. His
smile was not innocent at all. It hinted of something moving in
It spoke of the creature that lurks in the alley at night awaiting
strangers. He too was well made, his neat head poised on an elegant
Broad shoulders extended to arms that swelled the sleeves of his
sleeved shirt with well-defined muscle. The down on his arms somehow
to his young, tender appearance. He appeared oddly defenseless
Prowling behind the man in the lead, it became obvious that he
was having a
disagreement with him. They sat down in a booth at the side of
the room, and
Tanya scurried over with menus and glasses of ice water. She wondered
if either of them would be around on Saturday and if they would
go to the
local dance. She suspected that she would be out of luck.
Depositing the menus on the Formica table, she smiled sweetly
at them and
asked if they would like a beverage, mentally undressing them
as she did so.
The baby-faced man gave her a killer grin and thanked her pleasantly,
ordering coffee while the older man sulked, his body giving off
his irritation as he ignored her.
As she moved away to get the coffee for Alex, she was aware that
the two of
them had begun to argue again, their tone quiet, but nonetheless
Returning with the carafe of coffee she poured Alex his drink
and raised her
notebook to take their order. Both men placed an order for tacos,
winked at her as she bustled away to give it to the cook, giving
her a real
boost to her ego and making her think that the Saturday dance
might not be
out of the question after all.
The two men, who had come into the diner purely for the purposes
their quarrel, watched her go, and Alex grinned encouragingly
"OK, wait until we're partway through lunch and then really
let go. Do you
want me to flirt a little with her?" Mulder rolled his eyes
at Alex, who
wore the kind of shit eating grin that Mulder was beginning to
presaged mischief on his partner's behalf. He shook his head in
Through the smoke and muted hubbub of patrons passing their afternoon
gossip, the two agents cautiously checked out the occupants of
without appearing obvious. Neither man could see anyone they recognized
they continued to keep a close watch on the proceedings as they
began to put
their plan into practice.
They were starting to argue vehemently as Tanya brought their
food out to
them. Alex smiled sweetly at her and engaged her in a short conversation
that made her glow while Mulder sulked and pouted at her. Tanya
floated away, and the two of them dug into their lunch.
The food in the diner was surprisingly good and was soon gone.
surveyed a particularly delectable peach pie that an elderly woman
table nearby was eating and promptly ordered it. As Tanya returned
a generous slice, Alex put on his nastiest smile.
"You'll be losing your girlish figure in no time if you eat
that stuff. Then
what will you do? Who will want you then?" He reached over
and fished out a
piece of fruit bringing it to his lips and making a production
sucking it into his mouth, then cleaning his fingers like a cat.
Tanya felt her heart sink as her hopes were dashed. These two
sexy guys were
obviously together right now even if not for too much longer.
began to turn purple, she beat a hasty retreat. Mulder half rose
in his seat
and covertly checked to ensure that he was being watched before
into a diatribe that took in his partner's antisocial habits,
appearance, his nature and his disposition. Alex, meanwhile, was
methodically demolishing Mulder's pie with his fingers, pausing
from time to
time to snigger as he listened to the diatribe being directed
Finally Mulder's anger wound itself down, and at that point he
that there were only one or two bites left of the dessert he had
Alex was busy licking his fingers as Mulder stared wide-eyed at
Alex snickered meanly and Mulder turned and stomped out of the
tossing a bill onto the counter as he went.
Alex, still grinning, lounged back in his seat and finished the
gesturing to the uncertain Tanya to refill his cup.
Tanya came across bearing a fresh pot of coffee and topped up
Alex turned on his sincerest face and batted his eyelashes at
her to experience a sudden rush of heat to her nether regions.
"We're new in town, Miss...." Alex allowed his voice
to trail away in polite
"Tanya." She wet her lips and smiled at him.
"You look as if you should be called Tanya. Pretty hair."
Alex gave her
another 100-watt smile and she tossed her teased locks, licking
again. He was hot. Maybe she had been wrong about the relationship
the two men. He was certainly sending out signals to her now.
She met Alex's
gaze, tumbled headlong into widely spaced green eyes and was lost.
his most charming was irresistible, and he knew it.
"What's the problem with your friend? He left in a bit of
a hurry." She had
to know, she just had to.
"Oh, he's just a grouch. He's always like that when he can't
get what he
wants." The implication was that he wanted Alex. "The
man's so cranky I
don't think I want to hang around with him today." Alex's
eyes rested like
butterflies on her cheek, making her shiver slightly.
"Will you be in town for long?" Mentally she was chanting
a litany of "oh
please, oh please."
"Well, to tell you the truth, we had a breakdown on the road
here the other day. A guy called Jack rescued us and I didn't
time to say thanks. I was kinda hoping to buy the man a beer or
before we left. Our car won't be repaired until tomorrow, so we've
I was wondering if he was a regular in here, or if he was passing
He drives a white Grand Am, and he's a tall guy with sandy hair."
still looking at her, his gaze open and sincere.
Tanya swallowed. "Oh, I think I know Jack; he's up at the
camp. He comes
into town two or three days a week. You're in luck though, 'cause
night over in the bar and he and the rest of his crew always come
the entertainment. They have a group playing and everything."
"The camp?" Alex's ears pricked up at this. "What's
up at the camp, honey?"
He began to draw little circles on the back of her hand with his
"Dunno. It's something experimental. The government, you
know." She smiled
at him imploringly, and suddenly became quiet as the door opened
stalked back into the diner. As he approached their table, she
hand away in guilty confusion. Mulder stalked them, petulance
written on his
"I might have guessed you'd be fooling round, you cheap slut!"
her breath in sharply at this, and Alex hastily fumbled for his
mumbling apologies to her as he extended a bill to the young woman
he had been chatting.
Alex rose from his seat and hurried out, managing to look sheepish
upon at the same time. The two of them made their way out of the
back to their room, Mulder flouncing and Alex following like a
Once they reached their unit and closed the door, the two of them
each other and grinned. Alex gave his partner a high five.
"He's local! He and some others are coming down into town
tonight for some
honky-tonk performance over in the bar. We'll be able to take
our time and
check them out. If they are the right ones, we'll be able to pick
one at a time. Allow me to congratulate you on your impression
tight-assed queen. Very accurate."
Mulder's grin grew wider and he put out his hand to cup the back
head, drawing him in to meet his lips. Alex moaned softly, moving
in to put
his arms around the rangy body of his lover and pressing himself
the heat of him with a sigh.
His mouth opened under the other man's insistent pressure. Mulder's
slid in past his parted lips to run over his teeth, then behind
to find his
and tease it slyly, caressing the inside of his mouth. For a moment
the couple continued to kiss. Mulder's arm wound itself around
as his other hand came up to cup his chin, holding him steady
explored his mouth, savoring the taste and inwardly smiling at
tang of peaches.
Alex was in heaven. He had wanted Mulder since the day he had
his desk to introduce himself to the senior agent. He had never
in a million
years imagined that he would be here like this, or that he would
ever be so
soundly kissed by this man he desired so strongly. He had known
Mulder's lips were built for kissing, but he had not known how
very good at
it he would be. Mulder was a great kisser! Alex lost himself in
the slide of
tongue on tongue and the softness of lip sliding over lip.
Mulder put his all into the kiss. Alex's eyes closed and he could
tightness in his groin as their embrace continued. He could feel
bodies taking heat one from the other until finally the two of
gasping for breath.
Alex looked at his partner. The sight of him made him shiver.
His chest was
heaving, his eyes were half lidded and his face was flushed. The
core of him
began to fizz, tingle and melt as the hot warmth began to trickle
back of his neck, down through his navel to ignite a sweet fire
"I can't get enough of you. See what you do to me?"
Alex's voice was soft
but the desire in it was unmistakable as he lifted one hand to
lay it along
the side of Mulder's face, his thumb moving across to stroke the
Mulder extended a pink tongue and licked the thumb before sucking
his mouth. Alex moaned and pulled Mulder back up against him,
mouth onto Mulder's. His tongue plunged in past the boundary of
Alex gave it all he had, urgent in his need to be close to the
He could feel Mulder's growing erection, and he pulled sharply
Mulder's behind, forcing their groins into close, intimate contact.
Mulder was running his hands over Alex's body, stroking the back
neck, his sides, sliding down his back to knead his buttocks as
continued to kiss him. Whatever misgivings Mulder had been experiencing
earlier appeared to have gone now. He was driving Alex crazy.
Alex slid knowing hands around to unbutton Mulder's shirt, pushing
his shoulders and stroking the skin he had exposed before zeroing
first one tight nipple and then the other.
"Are we going to do it again so soon? There's got to be something
water." Mulder's lazy voice tickled his ears as Alex roamed
his mouth down
over cheek and jaw to Mulder's throat. He paused to nip and suckle
hollow of Mulder's neck before moving on to fasten soft lips and
onto his nipple, taking the hard button between his teeth and
until the other man gasped out loud.
"This time," Alex's normally husky voice was tight as
he spoke around his
catch, "this time we're going to make you feel better than
you've ever felt
in your life. I guarantee it." He lifted his head and smiled
Mulder, who was thoroughly aroused by now.
Alex unfastened the button on Fox's jeans, sliding the zipper
reaching in to find and trace the outlines of his sturdy cock.
slid up and down the length of it, pausing to touch the head and
moisture starting there before firmly working it up and down the
Mulder threw his head back and parted his lips as he gave himself
up to the
sensations his lover was inducing in him, frowning when Alex stopped
minute or two to undress him.
"I can't imagine anything better than this morning,"
he croaked. He vainly
thrust his hips in an attempt to gain some pressure from Alex's
fingers. Alex chuckled deep in his throat as he removed his hand,
Mulder to choke back a cry at the loss.
Swiftly Alex pushed down his partner's jeans and underwear, kneeling
apply his greedy mouth to Mulder's happily twitching cock. He
the ridge, flicking the small slit from which droplets of moisture
welling up. As Mulder began to gasp and move his hips rhythmically,
moved away yet again and stood up, leading his lover over to the
bed by the
simple expedient of grabbing hold of the man's cock and towing
him by it.
Mulder stood, undecided for a few seconds and then with a snarl
worthy of the wildest animal he began to remove Alex's clothes.
He tugged at
them with little or no regard for the fastenings and apparently
giving too much thought to their functionality afterwards either.
Alex slipped off his shoes and as Mulder threatened to rip open
with suddenly clumsy fingers, he hastily diverted Fox's hands
to the button
on his pants, unfastening his own shirt quickly in the interests
Finally naked together, Mulder put a hand out to touch Alex's
penis and Alex
felt it pulse and throb as Mulder squeezed it, sending a jolt
body that tingled all the way down before curling up his toes.
Alex moved in
to take both cocks, squeezing them both together and slipping
up and down
over the velvet skin with a hand he had made wet with saliva.
The older man held on to Alex as sensation washed over him. Alex
that his partner was close already and he released his grip in
moving in for another kiss. As Mulder whimpered in protest, Alex
"Sshh. It's OK. It will be really good this time, trust me.
You'll see." He
took Mulder's hand and gestured for him to lie down on the bed.
sighed as he stretched to lie sprawled and open, waiting to see
going to befall him next.
Alex was searching amongst the items he had flung into his bedside
and finally came up with a small tube of KY Jelly.
"Do you take that everywhere you go?" Fox's voice reached
him from the bed.
"You never know when you're going to get lucky." The
reply came back with a
"Do you feel lucky now?"
"God, Fox! How can you ask me that? This is like a dream.
I've wanted you
ever since I first saw you. Even when you ignored me and left
me with my
hand stuck out like a dork. You are so beautiful and I never believed
would ever be with me like this. Lucky? Lucky doesn't begin to
I feel." He had lain down as he was speaking, and as he talked
he began to
touch him gently, running sure hands delicately over him, circling
before darting down to nip the soft skin of his inner thigh. He
balls and then traced along the vein on the underside of his penis
single finger. Mulder clutched at Alex. His eyes closed and he
up to the teasing. He stretched out and writhed as Alex continued
and stroke him, arching into the touches.
Alex was slowly and surely bringing Mulder to a state of complete,
desperation. As Mulder started to moan gently and roll his head
from side to
side, Alex finally lowered himself until he could lick and nibble
lover's torso. He paused to dip into Mulder's navel, before moving
kiss and lick down the groove where his thigh and pubis joined
Mulder cried out in disbelief as Alex bypassed his erect cock,
making as if
to grab his head and pull him into position, but Alex took hold
of his hand
again, placed a quick kiss in the palm and then placed it on the
"If you hold still for me I'll make you feel incredible,
baby, but if you
don't, I'll stop," Mulder met green eyes as he looked down.
Alex sniggered, and then as Mulder moaned again, Alex pulled his
and raised his knees before kissing and nibbling his way down
the inside of
the crease. He paused to drag his fingers over Mulder's balls,
ridges rise and then licking and nipping at the loose flesh while
his way south.
His tongue dragged over Mulder's balls down to his perineum, where
to lap and nibble for a moment while Mulder whimpered and spread
wider. Alex's hands were stroking and teasing, brushing Mulder's
repeatedly without ever permitting sufficient contact for him
to get going.
Mulder began to beg and plead with him and Alex laughed before
still, beginning to tongue his anus, dipping in and out, stiff
the other man cried out, writhing.
Alex laughed again as his lover drew up his knees and pushed his
towards him in an unspoken plea.
"You like that, baby? If you like that, you're gonna love
squeezed out a ribbon of the KY and slowly applied it to Mulder's
throbbing dick, still tongue fucking him at the same time. Mulder
Alex stroked up and down on the length of Mulder's cock as he
up to kneel over him. Mulder's eyes were closed, his head was
back and his
teeth were firmly clamped into his lush lower lip as he gave himself
totally to the sensations Alex was causing in him.
Alex straddled him and sat back onto him, lodging the head of
penis into the cleft between his buttocks. Slowly, he sank back,
Mulder's cock past the tightness of the muscular ring that clasped
firmly. Mulder's eyes flew open as Alex moved down on him, impaling
He felt himself surrounded by heat, silken, pulsing heat.
"Oh, my God!" Mulder could only croak as Alex sank down
on him, inching
further and further into the wet velvet tightness.
Once Mulder was totally enclosed by Alex's warmth, Alex paused
for a moment,
glorying in the sensation of being stretched to the bursting point
lover. Mulder licked suddenly dry lips, his flushed face and heaving
indications that he was very close to the edge. Alex took hold
of his hands,
placing them on his own stiff penis, prompting him to move them
He gazed down at Mulder, drinking in the sight of this beautiful
man who was
now his lover, then he began to move on Mulder, using an up and
twisting motion that made Mulder cry out again. The heat and slide
cock inside Alex brought the inexorable tide of orgasm rising
Mulder strained to push inside his lover for one final tiny fraction
inch, and Alex could feel the throb and flow as Mulder gave up
shooting it deep inside him. Mulder still clutched and pulled
jerking his cock frantically as he bucked his own hips. Alex,
digging into Mulder's thighs, finally exploded as his lover filled
His orgasm slammed though him. Spirals of sheer sensation began
balls, radiating outwards, gathering momentum and finally rioting
his body, finally forcing him to scream and spasm as he covered
belly with glistening white pearls of liquid.
He gave a groan and collapsed forward over Mulder, where he lay
minutes, totally incapable of any voluntary movement. Eventually,
softly stroked his back, he gathered up enough energy to turn
his head and
fasten his lips onto Mulder's. Sliding his arms around him, he
tightly and subsided again.
"Oh, God, I don't think I've ever felt quite like this before,"
mumbled, his lips still against Mulder's mouth.
"You're pretty hot stuff, junior. I'm beginning to think
you should carry a
government health warning." The smile in Mulder's voice was
and Alex, who was still busily kissing Mulder along the corners
mouth, his jaw and his neck, purred like a cat as he tightened
around him and squeezed the breath from his body.
They lay for a little longer, holding each other, each with his
thoughts. To Alex it seemed as if he never wanted to move from
He had hoped for a brief seduction with a few days pleasant dalliance
moving on again, but he was finding that with each passing hour
falling headlong into love with the man in his arms.
This was not a good thing.
This was a very bad thing.
He rolled slightly to lie alongside Mulder, still reluctant to
from the circle of his arms. He was trying to sort out in his
brain how he
could possibly keep what he had, knowing why he had been assigned
Mulder's partner in the first place.
His eyes prickled and he buried his face into Mulder's neck as
he tried to
lose himself in the closeness of his love.
It didn't work.
Finally, regretfully, he peeled himself away from the other man,
last kiss on his forehead and stumbled off to the shower, eyes
throat closed with his sudden realization.
Inside the bathroom he sat forlornly on the edge of the tub, hugging
as he tried to collect his scattered wits together.
He had not meant to fall in love. He had never been in love before
although it was a wonderful thing, something he wanted to keep,
he knew it
was based on false foundations, and that the day would inevitably
he would have to stand and watch everything come crashing down
He could see himself alone forever, despised by the one man he
"Way to go, you son of a bitch! You've done some stupid things
in your time,
but this has to be the dumbest so far. Now what are you going
to do?" He
stared at his reflection in the mirror, waiting for inspiration,
but all he
could think of was the look in Fox's - his Fox's - eyes as he
came and the
feel of his arms around him, holding him so tightly he could not
He shook his head, turned and wearily climbed under the shower,
the soap and beginning to wash away the sweat and ejaculate that
So lost in his own thoughts was he that he didn't notice Mulder
the steam. Nor was he aware of him until a pair of arms snaked
from behind and lips descended on his neck, nibbling the angle
of neck and
He felt his stomach swoop as if he were falling, as if he were
on a roller
coaster. He was without any possible means of preventing himself
turned into Mulder's embrace, slid his arms around the other man
his face in him.
"What is it, Junior?" The inquiry was gentle, Mulder's
"I don't know. I just don't know. Oh, God, Fox, I love you
and I never meant
to.." His voice was torn from him, sounding ragged in his
looked deep into stormy green eyes and then stooped to kiss him
tightening his arms around the miserable younger man.
"Come on, Junior. We've got to get ready for the party! I'm
to it." Mulder's smile turned hard as he spoke, and Alex
could see that he
was going to have a wild evening ahead of him.
When Alex entered the dimly lit bar, he had to wait for his eyes
to the darkness after the brightness of the outdoors. Once they
almost immediately saw the girl who'd been their waitress earlier
Taking a seat at an empty table, he wondered how long it would
be until she
saw him alone and came over to talk. Only a few seconds had passed
she saw him and made a beeline for his table.
"Hello, stranger," she said, giggling.
Alex smiled graciously. "Hello, yourself. Are you here alone?"
Even in the darkness of the bar, Alex could see the blush that
Tanya's cheeks at the inquiry.
"I'm here with Ben, but he's just a friend."
"I see," Alex grinned. "Well, do you think your
friend would mind if maybe
later you told me a little more about what there is to do around
"Gosh no," Tanya said, hurriedly. "What I mean
to say is I'd be happy to
help you out."
Before Alex could respond with some witty, suggestive remark,
he heard a
man's voice behind him.
"Tanya, why don't you go fetch me a beer from the bar?"
Alex turned around and saw a large man get up from the table behind
instantly wondered if this was one of the fuckers who had attacked
"I don't work here. Why don't you get it yourself?"
Tanya asked quietly yet
The man put a beefy arm around Tanya's shoulders. "Because
you're a good
little girl and won't mind doing me a favor. Right, honey?"
Tanya sighed heavily and nodded. "Fine, but you owe me."
Waving his hand dismissively at the young woman, the stranger
put out his
hand to Alex. "The name's Wade. I'd be happy to answer any
questions you may
have about this area."
Alex smiled and shook his hand. "Thanks, Wade. I'm Alex."
He made a point of
trailing his eyes down the man's lean frame before looking him
in the eye
again. "I'm sure there would be a few things you could help
especially since I find myself alone tonight. I kind of had a
Wade put his hand up to stop Alex in mid-sentence. "No need
to explain." He
bent down, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I saw what happened
"You did, huh?"
Wade nodded and smirked. He looked at Tanya. "Run along and
get that beer,
Tanya frowned and saw any hopes of pursuing Alex fly out the window.
definitely knew that she didn't stand a chance now.
Wade sat down across from Alex. "So, what kind of questions
do you have for
"Well," Alex said, sitting up a little. "To tell
you the truth, I'm going a
little stir crazy out here. My partner and I were supposed to
be working but
we've gotten sidetracked."
"Yeah, I heard about him getting attacked. Guess he was beat
up pretty good,
Alex's heart started beating faster, but instead of giving in
to his urge to
fly across the table and choke the information out of his new
smiled tightly and waited it out.
"What did you hear about that? He doesn't remember a thing."
"Not much really. My friend said he gave you two a ride into
your friend wandering along the side of the road."
"Oh, you mean Jack? Yeah, he was a lifesaver."
"So, what's the FBI doing out here?"
The question sent a chill down Alex's spine. Since he and Fox
into town, neither of them had identified themselves to anyone.
people who had seen Mulder's ID were the driver of the van and
who had been in the passenger seat. They'd already established
driver bore a remarkable resemblance to Jack, so that could only
was sitting across from the man who'd been sitting in the passenger
Clenching his jaw, Alex spoke, his voice not betraying an ounce
of the rage
he was feeling. It was vital he put his target at ease before
he went in for
"We were sent out here to investigate some killings that
took place a few
towns over. Of course, we've been relieved of our duties because
happened to my partner."
Wade nodded his head and smiled at Tanya when she came over with
a bottle of
beer. He thanked her and waited until she had left before he started
to Alex again.
"I didn't know the FBI allowed gay agents."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"That scene with your partner earlier. It's obvious you two
together...or that you *were* together. You two do that a lot?"
that oozed across his face convinced Alex he'd be able to rip
throat out with his teeth. He had to play it cool if he was going
to get the
rest of them, though.
"Fight in public. You guys really mad at each other or is
it just a game
Alex's smile froze to his face. There was no way this guy could
they'd been up to. "Why would you ask that?"
"You know. Pretend to have a little fight. Get the blood
flowing.... Go back
to your room and fuck each other."
"Not this time," Alex grinned. God, he wanted to take
this asshole out right
now. "No, Wade, this time I'm outta luck."
"Yeah, since his 'attack'," Alex made the quotes sign
as he said the word,
"he hasn't really been in the mood. It's starting to get
a little old, you
"I bet. You look like a guy who doesn't like to be put off."
"You got that right." Alex reached across the table
and took Wade's drink
from him. He took a sip and looked him in the eye, licking the
lip of the
bottle before handing it back. "Besides, we've kind of been
on the outs for
a while. I think this might have just sealed the deal."
Without missing a beat, Wade eased forward and leaned over the
interested in making some new friends?"
Alex thought about the opportunity that was presenting itself
and this time
his smile was genuine. He leaned toward Wade and swore he saw
the man start
to sweat a little. This was going to be so much fun.
"What kind of friends? They anything like you?"
"You bet." Wade nodded his head in the direction of
the door. "Let's go."
"Okay." Alex stood up and walked toward the entrance
to the bar, not
bothering to wait for Wade. He knew that Fox would be waiting
in a car to
follow him in case he got taken somewhere. Glancing surreptitiously
the late model Ford, he imagined he could see Mulder smiling at
"You ready?" Wade's voice grated on every nerve in Alex's
body, but he
forced himself to turn around.
"Whenever you are. This had better be worth my time."
The dark glint in Wade's eyes told Alex more than he needed to
know. As he
casually moved his hand to his back to feel for the gun he had
hidden in his
jeans, Alex knew that taking these guys out would be easier with
Alex followed Wade to a brand new pick up truck and got in. As
away from the bar and got onto the highway, he glanced in the
mirror at Mulder. He really wanted to do this for him, but he
him to see it. Mulder had insisted that Alex have back up and
relented, knowing Mulder needed to be in on it as well.
"So, where you taking me?" Alex made a show of relaxing
in the seat, putting
his arm along the back so his hand was almost touching Wade's
"I was planning on meeting some friends at my place."
"Great. I'm up for a party."
Alex wanted to shoot the smile that appeared on Wade's face. "Yeah,
you are," Wade said, fixing his eyes on Alex's crotch. Alex
moved his hips a
little and felt himself getting hard at the thought of making
suffer. It was the perfect effect because Alex soon noticed Wade
attention to what was in his passenger's pants than what was on
the road. At
one point when Alex reached a hand down to adjust himself, making
let his fingers linger slightly, he was sure they'd end up in
Finally, they pulled into the driveway of a modest looking ranch
house. It looked nothing like Alex had thought it would. The yard
and manicured, the house looked as if it had a fresh coat of paint
everything seemed to be in order. There were three other cars
pulled up in
front of the house. Sitting ducks.
Wade turned off the engine and looked at Alex, who was checking
for any sign of Mulder. He saw the car drive by and knew that
he would turn
around and head back as soon as he and Wade were in the house
and the coast
was clear. Alex's heart was racing, and he was sure he'd be able
to take all
of them on with the adrenaline that was pumping through his veins
Being armed and having his lover as back up were only going to
Alex started to get out of the truck, when he was stopped by a
hand on his
shoulder. He turned to look at Wade, wondering how much the guy
his arm after it was ripped out of the socket.
"Not so fast. I was thinking we could have a little fun before
we went in
"You mean you don't want to share me with your friends?"
sounded so sincere to his own ears, he would have laughed if the
had been different.
"That's right." Wade's hand moved down from Alex's shoulder
to rest on the
bulge in his jeans. He started kneading it through the rough material
leaned toward Alex, sucking on his neck. "How's that feel?
You like that?"
"Uh huh." Alex bit his lip, ready to do whatever he
needed in order to get
into the house so he could face the men who'd hurt Fox.
Wade raised his head and looked Alex in the eyes. "You've
got a really
pretty mouth." He moved in and started kissing Alex, forcing
his mouth open,
his tongue invading the resistant heat. Alex squeezed his eyes
shut and made
himself respond to the intrusion as if he were having the time
of his life.
His own hand moved down to take hold of Wade's and he began moving
their hands over his crotch. He moaned into Wade's mouth giving
indication that this was the hottest thing that had ever happened
He'd been trained well.
He was about to let Wade unzip his pants when he heard the driver's
door open and the familiar snick of a gun being cocked.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Fox leaning into the cab of the
gun to the back of Wade's head. The expression on the shocked
made Alex laugh as he took a firmer grasp on the intrusive hand,
fingers back painfully.
"What the hell-"
"Shut the fuck up, asshole." Alex hissed into his face.
"See, my partner
remembers everything that happened to him and now we're going
to pay a
little visit to the sacks of shit who hurt him."
"Out of the truck." Mulder grabbed the back of Wade's
collar and dragged him
out and onto the ground, his gun trained on him every second.
Alex got out
and walked around the truck to join his partner. He knew it wasn't
or the place, but he quickly kissed Fox's mouth still allowing
him to keep
his eye on the man on the ground.
"Fox, are you sure you want to do this?" Alex was concerned
that if Fox saw
the men inside he might have a relapse and wouldn't be able to
back him up
if things got out of hand.
"Yeah, I'm sure." The words were slow and deadly and
sent a chill down
Alex's spine. At that moment he loved Fox more than he thought
Alex knelt down next to Wade. "Okay, we're going to go in
everything's fine. Are any of them armed?"
When he wasn't answered right away, Alex pulled his gun out and
barrel into the sneering face. He spoke softly and methodically.
shoot you now and when they come out to see what's going on, my
I could catch them all by surprise. Or you can help us and live."
in closer until his lips were brushing Wade's ear. "Maybe
you could even
have a little fun. You get off watching guys get hurt? Work with
us and I'll
make sure you get a hell of a show."
Mulder crouched down. "I'm going to have you in my sights
the whole time.
You make any sudden moves and your friends are going to have your
over them. As much as I'd like to see that, I really think you
Wade nodded and licked his lips and started sputtering. "Okay,
not armed. They're all in there. The guys who fucked with you,
"Who the hell is Ray?" Mulder asked as he stood up.
"The driver. Jack's brother."
Alex and Mulder exchanged a quick look. Grabbing Wade by his shirt,
stood up, pulling him up by the collar. "Okay, it's showtime.
Let's go." He
put the gun back into the back of his jeans and shoved Wade ahead
Mulder followed them to the front door and stood guard as they
"They're in the back room," Wade said as they walked
down a short corridor.
"Just don't hurt me, okay?"
Alex grabbed the back of Wade's neck, stopping him in his tracks.
anything stupid and I'll think about it." He gave a hard
releasing him. "Go."
Wade opened the door to a room at the end of the hall and walked
Alex close behind. Mulder had followed them inside and was standing
of sight, his gun ready if he needed to help Alex.
The room looked like any other den in any other house. There was
a couch and
a couple of armchairs arranged in front of a television. The TV
was off and
there were four men sitting down, drinking beer and laughing.
his jaw at the sight of them talking and joking and held himself
going for the throat of the nearest man.
"Hey, you guys." Wade said cheerfully, impressing Alex
with his performance.
"Sorry it took me so long to get here. I'd like you to meet
gestured toward Alex.
One of the men stood up and walked over to the two of them. "Hi.
Dan." He put out his hand for Alex to shake.
Ignoring the outstretched hand, Alex walked past him and sat down
in one of
the chairs. "I thought you said this was going to be a party,
Wade." He put
his feet up on the coffee table and made eye contact with each
sure to hold each gaze before moving on to the next.
"Yeah, it is," Wade said, going to a small refrigerator
in the corner of the
room. He took out two beers and walked back to Alex, handing him
is Alex. He's passing through."
"Hey, aren't you here with that FBI guy?" one of the
men asked, standing up
and walking over to stand closer to Alex.
Alex sat up. "Uh huh. Why?"
"I heard he ran into a little trouble." He laughed and
the others soon
joined in. Alex looked at all of them and smiled.
"Yeah, he did, the fucking idiot. Can't even remember what
happened to him.
Isn't that the stupidest thing you've ever heard?" He took
a swallow of beer
and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "You know,
I know I'm
supposed to watch his back, but I'm almost glad the asshole got
Dan stepped forward. "Why's that?"
"Shit, if you knew him you wouldn't ask. He's been such a
dick to me since
we've been partners. It's just nice to see the fucker get his.
sound pretty shitty to you guys, huh?" Alex took another
sip of beer to try
and kill the bitter taste he had in his mouth from saying those
"Not at all." The voice came from the back of the room.
Alex hadn't noticed
the man who'd been standing in the corner, leaning casually against
wall. He looked exactly like Jack. "In fact," he sauntered
across the room
until he was standing next to Alex's chair, "you're gonna
like what we have
to tell you."
He squatted next to the arm of the chair. "But you have to
promise not to
arrest us." He grinned, and Alex's stomach twisted into a
"What is it?" Alex leaned over the arm of the chair,
his face inches from
"We're the ones who fucked up your partner."
"No shit." Alex sounded incredulous. "Really?"
Ray nodded. "And guess what?"
Alex leaned forward a little more, smiling, waiting for the right
make his move. "What?"
Ray put his hand on the back of Alex's head and drew him closer
lips were almost touching. "Now we're gonna fuck you up."
Before Alex could
reach back for his weapon, he felt the cold steel of a gun pressed
base of his skull and a rough hand relieve him of his 9mm. He
stared at the
doorway, waiting for Mulder to start shooting.
"Your partner's not there, Alex," Ray said, standing
up. "I saw what
happened in the driveway. Good thing I had to get something out
kitchen, huh, Wade?"
Wade grinned and nodded his head.
"Yeah," Ray continued, "he was awfully easy to
sneak up behind and knock
out. I guess the Bureau just doesn't train their agents as well
as they used
to." He ran his fingers down the side of Alex's face. "We're
gonna have a
little reunion with him...once we finish with you."
"Fuck you," Alex growled.
In a flash, Ray's hand was around Alex's throat, the fingers digging
the flesh. "No, man. It's all going to be about you, Alex."
continued to tighten around Alex's neck until the agent thought
he was going
to pass out. Seconds before he lost consciousness, Ray let him
Though he wanted to rub his aching throat, Alex refused to show
any sign of
weakness and kept his hands still. His mind raced as he tried
to figure out
a way to get out of this situation. He cursed himself for letting
Dammit! Where the hell did they have him? He couldn't do anything
knew if his partner and lover was okay.
"Where's Mulder?" His voice was a feeble croak.
Ray shoved Alex back into the chair and leaned over him. "All
you need to
know is that if you don't cooperate, he's gonna suffer."
"What do you mean?" He swallowed. "Are you going
to kill him?"
"Don't act like a dumb fuck, Alex." He brushed his lips
cheek, his lips coming to rest next to his ear. "If you give
us any trouble,
we're gonna do things to him to make him wish he was dead. Do
what we're telling you?"Alex nodded and thought about the
knife he had
hidden in his boot. If he could catch one of them unaware, he
might be able
to take him down, but what the hell would that mean for Fox? Maybe
cause enough of a distraction to get his gun back.
"Good." Ray straightened up and looked at one of the
men still seated on the
couch. "Phil, why don't you take Alex to that back bedroom
and secure him?"
Phil stood up and seemed to fill the room. Alex didn't quite feel
setting in, but it was awfully close. When a meaty hand grabbed
his arm and
practically lifted him out of the chair, he knew he'd have to
In a flash he had his knife in his hand and had buried it in Phil's
gut. Before he could make another move, he was knocked down to
the ground, a
knee in his back and the sickeningly unsettling click of a bullet
loaded into a chamber echoing in his ear.
"You stupid shit!" Ray's voice reverberated through
the room and Alex felt
his head being yanked up by the hair. "God, I'm gonna have
fun with you,
boy." Ray slammed Alex's head into the floor.
There was a sharp flash of pain and he was aware of the skin on
splitting open. He felt blood begin to trickle down his face when
blow blindsided him. Before he passed out, he heard someone yelling
they needed to get help for the bastard he'd stabbed. He hoped
the son of a
Alex was awakened by the dull pounding in his head and a steady
ache in his
shoulders. He could hear the muffled sound of people talking behind
and willed his mind to orient itself to his surroundings. If he
his eyes, that would be a brilliant start. His first attempt at
persuading his eyes to open was hampered by a thin layer of congealed
gluing his eyelashes together. Wondering for a moment why he had
bleeding, he remembered the scene in the living room and forced
open. He swore he could feel his lashes being ripped out by the
knew it was just his imagination.
The room was pitch black and he strained to make out any shapes
There was no light source at all, and he realized that if there
windows, they had probably been blocked off. The mumbling outside
continued, but Alex couldn't make out what was being said. He
tried to move
his arms and discovered they were cuffed behind his back and tied
chair in which he was sitting. At least he wasn't tied down to
a bed, he
thought wryly. He shifted in the seat and realized his legs had
tied to the chair.
He grunted as he pulled on his restraints. His arms were pulled
tightly, they were almost numb.
"Alex?" The voice in the darkness startled him and he
was sure he must be
hallucinating because it sounded like Fox.
"Alex, are you awake?" This time he was sure it was
"Fox," he croaked. His throat was still sore from when
Ray had choked him,
but he managed to make himself heard.
"Thank god. When they brought you in here...I saw the blood
and I didn't
know what they'd done to you."
"Fox, where are we?"
"It's just a bedroom. They have me tied to the bed."
Alex immediately felt guilty for the relieved amusement he'd felt
finding himself in the position Fox was in now.
"Have they said anything to you?" Alex continued to
search for any slack
anywhere in his bonds, but nothing gave way.
"Just the same shit about having a good time. Alex,"
for the first time,
Fox's voice broke, "I don't know what I'll do if they touch
"I'll kill them, Fox. I'll fucking stick my gun down their
throats and kill
Fox gave out a choked cry...or laugh. Alex couldn't tell which.
"You have to
get free first, babe. Good luck." Now he just sounded resigned
to the fact
that they were up shit creek.
"It'll be okay-"
The door opened and the room was flooded with light as someone
wall switch. Alex had to shut his eyes against the blinding flash
eased them open, squinting at the glare. His eyes flicked around
and he saw Fox with both hands above his head, secured with nylon
rope to an
iron headboard. His legs were bound together, but not to the bed,
him to at least relieve some of the pressure on his arms. The
bed and the
chair he was tied to were the only pieces of furniture in the
"Good, you're awake, Alex." Ray's voice dripped with
hostile sincerity as he
walked into the room. He glanced at Fox before crouching in front
"Too bad." Alex's head was rocked violently by the sudden,
that came from behind him. He heard a gasp from Mulder and wanted
him that it was all right.
Ray looked up and shook his head. "Dan, please don't do that
unless I tell
you to. Okay?" He smiled and looked at Alex. "Phil's
his best friend. He's a
Alex tried to shake off the stars that were still clouding his
"Sorry, wouldn't want your fuck buddy to be upset."
He looked quickly at
Mulder to reassure him that things were fine. Seeing the look
of concern in
the hazel eyes made a lump rise in his throat. Smiling weakly,
he managed a
quick wink before looking back at Ray.
"I don't fuck him, but he is my friend. I really think you
and your partner
owe us for what you've done here today."
"What about what you did to me, you motherfucker?" Mulder's
Ray and he turned to look at him. He rose slowly to his feet and
to the bed. He sighed and took a seat on the edge.
"Agent Mulder, why are you so upset about that?" He
gestured toward Alex.
"You've probably sucked his cock more times than you can
the big deal about a few more guys?"
Mulder pulled his legs up and kicked out at Ray, knocking him
off the bed.
In a flash, Ray was on his feet, but he made no move toward either
Alex. Instead he surprised them both by smiling.
"Well, I think it's about time I let you know what we want."
Krycek looked at Mulder, hoping he didn't look as uneasy as he
knew what these scum would make them do.
"Wade, why don't you lock the door? Dan, do you have the
key to the
Dan walked around from behind Krycek and handed Ray a tiny, silver
Krycek glared at him.
"Are you letting us go? Good choice because this place'll
be swarming with
Feds if no one hears from us."
Rays eyes widened and the smile on his face grew even wider. "Alex,
not planning on keeping you here. We'll let you go after you do
a few things
for us. You're not prisoners."
"Could've fooled me, asshole." Ray looked at Mulder,
who'd said what Krycek
had been thinking. "I've haven't heard that much about Southwestern
hospitality, but I never thought it included abducting strangers
"Yeah, Ray," Krycek interjected, "did you and you
friends get tired of
humping the local livestock? Or do they just all take off when
they see you
guys heading their way and now you have to find other unwilling--"
Dan's hand flew and Krycek's head rocked back as he felt the cut
forehead reopen. Blood trickled down the front of his face and
his head was
reeling from the blow, but Krycek wouldn't stop taunting his captors.
"Hey, Mulder. You're a profiler. You think this guy has a
hard time getting
it up?" He looked Ray in the eye. "No pun intended,
"Sexual dysfunction could be the underlying cause of his
tendencies," Mulder said, grimacing as he shifted on the
bed in an attempt
to find a more comfortable position in which to sit.
"And when he does get it up," Krycek continued, "I
bet he can't keep it up
for very long, right Ray? Is that why you just watch? You can't
so you have your boys do it for you?"
Without a word, Ray walked over to Krycek. That sickly smile was
pasted to his face, but when he bent down to whisper into Krycek's
voice was pure venom.
"I'm gonna have my boys fuck your partner in front of me,
Alex. You get to
Alex fought his restraints in a vain attempt to tear off Ray's
only succeeded in making his tormentor laugh.
"Easy, fella," Ray said, stroking Alex's hair and laughing.
Ray looked at
Mulder. "We're gonna leave you two alone for a little while."
Krycek frowned at the sudden turnaround. What the hell was going
on? As if
sensing his question, Ray turned back to him.
"Thought you'd like to think about it before you see it,"
whispered. "Give you time to get nice and hard thinking about
boy get fucked." Krycek felt Ray's lips press against his
ear and the hot
rush of air as he sighed made Alex shiver. "Just think how
loud he's gonna
Krycek felt sick at hearing the words and fought back the bile
rising in his throat. He couldn't panic. He had to keep his head.
Ray noted Krycek's reaction then stood up and looked around the
guys, let's go."
As the men filed out, Ray looked at Mulder and Krycek and winked.
in a few." He flicked the light switch and the two men were
plunged into darkness.
"Alex, what did he tell you?"
"Nothing. He was just being an ass. No surprise there."
Krycek sighed. "Fox, when they come back in here, you need
to put up a hell
of a fight. Your legs are free, if you can manage to catch them
"What? Why? What are they going to do to me?"
When Krycek didn't answer, Mulder was hit with the sudden realization
he knew exactly what they were going to do to him.
"Fox, I'm gonna try and get them to stay away from you, okay?"
"How? If they get it into their head that they want to hurt
me, they will.
You can't do anything."
"Yeah, I can. I can distract them. I can get them to untie
me. They're not
going to touch you, Fox. If they do, I'll rip their heads off.
Hell, I'll do
that anyway." He laughed in what he hoped was a careless
manner, but it
sounded unsure and almost panicked to his own ears.
"Alex, I don't want you to get hurt. I can handle this."
Krycek didn't say anything in response. He knew that Fox was lying
of them. He cursed himself for being so damn cocky and sure that
have handled all of them on his own. Now his mind was racing as
he tried to
formulate a plan to keep those pieces of shit away from his partner.
only weapons he had were his words and he didn't know if anyone
to him if he tried to talk their way to freedom. He ran a dry
his lips and felt the knot of anxiety in his stomach growing as
anticipated their captors' return. A part of his mind was already
itself to the fact that he was going to see his new lover raped
in front of
him, and he was fighting like hell to not just give up. Their
seemed hopeless. The only thing he could console himself with
was the fact
that as soon as they let them go, he would kill each and every
one of them
as painfully as possible. This was assuming they were even allowed
The sound of the door being opened made Krycek sit up and raised
on the back of his neck. He tried to swallow around the lump in
as he stared at the men silhouetted in the doorway.
"You ready, Alex?" Ray's voice. "Turn the light
Once again Krycek had to close his eyes against the onslaught
His eyes soon adjusted and he saw Ray, Wade and Dan enter the
room and lock
the door behind them.
"Where're Curly and Moe?" Krycek asked, referring to
the two missing men.
"They're both with Phil," Ray answered. "Plus we
needed someone to take care
of anyone who might come after you two...if you were telling the
them looking for you eventually."
"Hey, listen, Ray. I think we got off on the wrong foot."
Krycek smiled at
the men who were now looking at him with puzzled expressions on
They reminded Krycek of a Doberman he used to have. It was the
creature on the face of the planet but knew how to kill when the
"Is that so? And how did you come to this sudden revelation?"
"Look, you let us go and we'll walk out of here as if nothing
won't press charges. Just leave us alone and we'll leave town
as soon as
Ray laughed and hit Wade's shoulder. "He's begging us to
let him go. What a
pussy." He moved to crouch down in front of Krycek. Lowering
his voice so no
one could hear him, he leaned forward. "You didn't really
believe me before,
did you? About your little boyfriend, I mean."
Frowning, Krycek tried to read Ray's face but the bastard wasn't
anything up. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Ray raised up slightly and put an arm on either side of his captive,
bringing his face uncomfortably close. For a second, Krycek thought
going to kiss him. "We're not going to do anything to your
A mixture of relief and confusion swept over Krycek, and he didn't
whether to laugh or cry. As that thought skated across his mind,
being reduced to a cliche to the long list of things for which
he was going
to kill this man.
"We've decided that it'd be more fun to watch you two. You
up for that,
"What's the catch?"
"No catch. Give us what we want and we'll let you go. Don't,
and we can kill
you right now. You know how many places there are around here
to hide the
bodies of two federal agents? By the time they find you, you'll
but bleached bones."
Krycek looked over at Mulder, who was straining to hear what was
He could do what he had to in order to get them out of there.
He'd make sure
to put Fox completely at ease...well, as much as he could be under
circumstances. "Okay," he whispered.
"What was that?" Ray asked, putting a hand to his ear.
"I said, okay, you sack of shit."
"Oh, so we're not friends anymore, Alex? I'm hurt."
He stood up and clapped
his hands together. "Okay. Alex here has agreed to putting
on a little show
for us." He looked at Mulder, who was trying to catch Krycek's
boyfriend agreed to fuck you in front of us, Agent Mulder."
Before Krycek could say anything, Dan had moved around behind
him and was
uncuffing his hands. He then cut away the rope that had been holding
arms back. Krycek winced as the circulation started in his arms
rubbed his reddened wrists.
"Oh, and if you were thinking of trying anything," Ray
said as he pulled
Krycek's weapon out from behind his back, "we've got you
covered. I'm an
excellent shot. Number one at the academy, actually."
Krycek stared at the barrel of his weapon. "You're a cop?"
"Did I say that?" He looked at Wade. "You untie
Agent Mulder. We want to
make sure they're comfortable."
Wade took out a Bowie knife and walked to the bed. Mulder flinched
as he started sawing through his bonds. Once he was freed, he
massaged his arms to get the blood flowing and watched as Wade
went to kneel
down in front of Alex to cut his legs free. He would have made
a move then,
but as if reading his thoughts, Dan pulled out a gun and snicked
"Like I said, we've got you covered, fellas." Ray smiled
and gestured with
his gun toward Mulder. "Go on, Alex. He's waiting for you."
Krycek stood on shaky legs and walked over to the bed. He sat
down on the
edge of it and put a comforting arm on Mulder's leg. "This
is insane, isn't
it?" He tried to smile as he said it, but it looked like
"Alex, we can take them," Mulder whispered. "We're
both free and have to be
in better shape..."
"But we're unarmed. We'd be dead before we even figured out
what we were
going to do." He raised his hand up and cupped the side of
"It'll be okay. Just close your eyes and imagine we're back
in our room.
I'll make this really good for you."
"You guys are talking way too much and I have the feeling
you're trying to
figure out a way to get out of here. It's simple. Either get started
kill you. Make a choice." Ray sounded impatient, and the
two men with him
Krycek turned to look at him. "Hey, I'm trying to set a mood
you, I have a willing partner." He wasn't going to mention
the fact that the
only experience with a man Mulder had was what had happened in
room. God knew what Ray would do with that information.
Ray's fist flew and Krycek felt his lip split open and the coppery
taste of blood in his mouth.
"Alex, get to it, or I'm gonna change my mind and do it myself."
Krycek touched his lip then looked at his blood-covered fingers.
at the three men who were watching him with amused expressions.
attention back to Mulder, he smiled. "Gosh, being forced
to have sex at
gunpoint. Talk about performance anxiety."
Mulder laughed despite himself and did his best to block out the
of eyes, which were scrutinizing him and his partner. He concentrated
looking into Alex's deep, dark eyes, remembering how it had felt
touched by him. Remembering the taste of him when he'd taken Alex's
into his mouth for the first time, the feeling of power he'd had
able to pleasure his partner in that way. Regardless of their
situation, Mulder felt himself becoming aroused at the memory
and wanted to
feel Alex's arms around him, that mouth covering his own, making
everything would be okay.
Krycek sensed the sudden shift in his partner and moved in closer
their lips were barely touching. The sensation of Fox's tongue
licking away the drying blood on his lip sent a thrill to his
groin, and any
fear of not being able to do this soon vanished. For that moment,
just the two of them, and he was going to make sure he got his
Krycek moved his hand back down to rest on Mulder's leg and began
running it along the inside of his thigh. His mouth opened at
the teasing of
Mulder's tongue, and the two were soon engaged in a desperate,
which almost made them forget where they were. As Krycek languidly
his tongue along the hot recesses of Mulder's mouth, he sighed
Mulder respond to the gentle flow of warm breath. He snaked his
hand up to
cup the hardness of Mulder's crotch and smiled against his lips
at the groan
his touch elicited.
"Don't mean to spoil the "mood", Alex, but we don't
want to see a make out
session." Ray's voice intruded upon them and Krycek broke
the kiss. "Get on
"Ray," Krycek said, obviously trying to control himself,
"if you don't like
the way we're doing this, why don't you get your boys to put on
a show for
He felt a hand take a hold of his hair and yank backwards until
looking into Ray's face. "I've had so much patience with
you, Alex," he
sneered. "I don't know why, but I've let you get away with
a lot. Don't fuck
with me now."
The cool feeling of steel against his temple silenced any words
going to say.
"Dan, why don't you strip Agent Mulder while I keep Alex
quiet." Ray pressed
the gun harder to Alex's head and moved the hand that had been
painfully on his hair down to the back of his neck. He started
tense muscle and Krycek bit down on his lip to stop himself from
at the touch. "Mulder, you let them do it or I'll kill your
Mulder nodded and started to take off his shirt, watching Krycek's
entire time. Before he could finish removing it, it was yanked
over his head by Dan.
"Hey, FBI man, you remember how much you liked sucking my
cock?" he taunted
him. "You want some more?" He laughed as Mulder pursed
his lips and closed
"Dan, just get his clothes off. Don't be an asshole."
Ray sounded as if he
were chastising a child. "Can you believe I'm friends with
this jerk?" He
continued rubbing Krycek's neck and lowered the gun a little.
don't you just go ahead and finish what you two were doing. Dan's
off. Wade, can you escort Dan out of the room, please? And make
sure to lock
the door behind him."
Dan stood face to face with Ray, a stupid grin frozen on his face.
"I don't know, Dan." Ray's voice mocked Dan's whining
tone. "Maybe I'm just
sick of you being such a stupid fuck." Before anyone could
react to what was
happening, Ray fired the gun, and Dan fell against Krycek before
the floor. In the split second that it took for Krycek to realize
happened, he'd grabbed Ray's wrist and stood up. Wade made a move
Krycek, his knife at the ready, when another shot rang out and
Wade hit the
floor. Krycek looked behind him and saw Fox holding Dan's gun.
He must have
gotten it off the body just in time to save his life. The gun
pointed at Ray.
"Give Alex your gun, Ray."
Ray looked at him defiantly, his arm still being held in the air
"You killed him, you son of a bitch." The words were
said as if Ray were
making a statement about what a beautiful day it was outside.
"Give Alex your gun or I will shoot you." Mulder tightened
his finger on the
trigger, anticipating the chance he would have to kill the man
in front of
With a sigh, Ray let go of the gun. "You're not going to
be able to keep me
in prison, you know." He smiled sickly. "And when I
get out, I'm going to
make sure and look you up in Washington. I really liked the way
performed the other day. I bet you liked it too, but you're just
boy'd get jea---"
"Shut the fuck up!" Krycek screamed as he shoved Ray
backwards, running him
into the wall and slamming him against it hard enough to knock
the wind out
of him. "You say another word and I'll blow your fucking
"Alex, don't." Mulder walked across the room and put
a hand on Alex's
shoulder. "Don't do this. Don't shoot him."
Krycek looked at Mulder, stunned. "What? Mulder, he's responsible
happened to you."
"I know. I just wanted to have a little talk with him first."
up his hand and showed Ray the knife he now had in his possession.
the cold blade along Ray's cheek, he managed a slight smile. "How're
For the first time since he had lost control of the situation,
worried, but it passed quickly. "Are you telling me you're
something illegal with a prisoner in your custody?"
Mulder looked at Krycek, who was still staring at his partner
"Alex, do you see any prisoner? I just see a guy I'm defending
Krycek nodded and stepped back, keeping his gun trained on Ray.
"So you're gonna cut me up a little before you arrest me.
Am I supposed to
Mulder smiled and shook his head. "Of course not."
"I knew it. So what's the game, Agent Mulder?"
"Something I think you'll like." Mulder moved the knife
blade over to Ray's
ear and, with a swift movement, sliced through the lobe.
"Son of a bitch!" Ray grabbed his ear, trying to stop
the bleeding. "You
fucking son of a bitch!"
"Didn't scare you, did I, Ray?"
"Fox," Krycek started to say something but stopped at
the look his partner
"Nothing, you're doing fine." Krycek didn't know what
he would've told
Mulder. Probably to do the other ear while he was at it, but things
going okay without his input. He settled back to watch what would
"You know, Ray, I have been thinking about what happened
to me and I think
you're right. I did like it."
"I knew it." Ray grimaced as he drew his bloody hand
away from his ear. The
blood trickled down his neck, but he was once again smiling. "Bet
doesn't give you what you really want, huh?"
"Right." Mulder trailed the knife under Ray's chin,
then quickly sliced into
"Fuck!" More blood began to seep through the fingers
Ray applied to his new
"I think you like this, Ray. Otherwise you'd keep you damn
wouldn't you?" Mulder eased his hand down until the knife
was pointed at
Ray's crotch. "Please give me a reason to hurt you some more.
Just say one
word." He leaned in, until their noses were almost touching.
Once again, Ray moved his hand as blood continued to drip from
Looking Mulder in the eye, he lowered his hands to his jeans and
Krycek watched as Ray took out his penis and positioned it directly
the blade. "You won't do it."
"No," Mulder whispered. "I won't do that."
"I knew it. No guts, huh?" Ray started laughing softly
as he continued to
hold Mulder's gaze. "I knew it. I kn-"
The look on Ray's face as he realized Mulder had just plunged
the knife into
his stomach was a repulsive combination of shock and admiration.
pulled the knife out and stabbed him again, twisting the blade
as he did,
Krycek could see the life drain from Ray's mocking eyes. Mulder
and watched his tormentor fall to the floor. He looked down at
blood-covered hand then turned to Alex.
For a moment there was complete silence, then a gasp as Mulder
hold back the anger and fear that was now rushing to the fore.
Krycek dropped the gun he'd been holding and stepped up to him,
arm around the trembling shoulders. He stroked Mulder's hair and
him tightly, whispering into his ear. "It's okay. It's okay,
going to call the local police and have them contact the Bureau.
I won't let
anything else happen to you."
The two men stood together, each with his own private thoughts,
Alex patted the other man's shoulder as he led him away towards
The two agents were both silent on their way back to town. Mulder
climbed behind the wheel and started up the truck. Neither was
able to deal
completely with the events that had just occurred. They shied
away from what
had happened to them.
And what had nearly happened to them.
Alex's brain seemed frozen. He had fucked up, and he knew it.
He had been
cocky and overconfident, and Fox had almost had to pay for it.
He wanted to
die. He really wanted to die. The guilt he was feeling was a hard,
entity inside his chest, and it gnawed at him with sharp teeth.
Oh, God, what if they had raped Fox again? His Fox! It would have
fault. How could he have been so stupid? So careless?
How could Fox even bear to be in the same vehicle with him? Surely
minute now he would turn to him and berate him. Maybe he would
beat him up.
God knows he deserved it. They pulled up at the motel, and Mulder
car into neutral, killing the engine. Then he turned to Alex,
the movement caused him to flinch.
"Are you okay, Junior?" Alex held Mulder's gaze, his
carefully blank, and after a minute or two he nodded. Then he
looked down at
his hands, effectively shutting the other man out as he sat there
"Alex, do you need a few minutes before we get the authorities
Mulder put out his hand and stroked Alex's hair, but Alex merely
head, shrugging Mulder away. Sighing, Mulder climbed out of the
turned towards the hotel room. In another heartbeat Alex followed
the pair went inside to face the inevitable call from Skinner.
It was late by the time they had finished giving statements to
and drafting out the framework of their report for Skinner. Alex
but his nerves still jangled, and he knew that sleep was not going
to be an
option for him tonight. He had stopped expecting Mulder to turn
on him and
blame him for their recent predicament, but in some ways that
made him feel
worse. He could not look at Mulder now without seeing him chained
to the bed
in that room with a lineup of men waiting to force themselves
on him. In his
mind's eye he could see them tearing into him and hear him calling
help, while Alex, chained and helpless himself, could only watch.
The picture kept replaying itself and finally he could no longer
He ran into the bathroom, where Mulder was currently washing in
for bed. He barely made it before vomiting endlessly as his stomach
revolted. Kneeling there, dry heaving into the bowl, he knew he
rock bottom. Mulder, drying his face, put the towel back on the
deliberately and then turned to his partner.
"Junior? This isn't like you. What's wrong?" Alex couldn't
speak as his body
was racked by another bout of retching. Mulder knelt down beside
holding him as he jittered and heaved, stroking his neck and murmuring
Finally, it seemed as if Alex had nothing more to disgorge. He
and turned to the basin to brush his teeth. Mulder, anxious, continued
pet him as he did so, waiting for him to finish and feel better.
was done. The taste in his mouth had been vanquished by toothpaste
mouthwash, and only the soreness of his stomach muscles remained
to tell him
about his sickness.
He tried to push past Mulder to go back to the bedroom but his
not let him. Eyes dark with misery, he grabbed hold of Alex's
pulled him round to face him, trying to get through to his companion.
"Alex? Baby, what's the matter? Tell me. I can't help you
if I don't know."
Alex raised his eyes at that, searching Mulder's face, trying
to see the
anger he was sure Mulder was hiding.
"Don't you know? What is wrong with you? I fucked up so badly.
have raped you again. They could have done anything to you and
Iand I "
The tears started in his eyes then, hot and angry, barely held
in check as
he fought to contain his emotions, his fists clenched. Mulder
him again and put his arms around him. He stood within the circle
Mulder's embrace, rigid and self-contained.
"Alex, baby, you did okay. You did exactly what we planned.
If anyone is to
blame, it's me. I'm the asshole who let that bastard cold cock
me while you
were right in the middle. If I'd been more alert, it wouldn't
happened." He hugged Alex tightly, nuzzling his hair and
placing moist, soft
kisses into the angle of his jaw. Alex relaxed a little at that,
his head onto Mulder's shoulder and putting his arms around him
rocked him gently from side to side.
Heartbeats sounded incredibly loud as they stood together in the
doorway. When Fox slid a hand over Alex's' shoulders to cup the
back of his
head, prompting him, Alex raised his face up, and Mulder's mouth
Mulder kissed Alex, gently, tenderly, lips clinging softly as
slyly teased and tickled the inside of his mouth. Alex clung to
though he was afraid of drowning. For a moment nothing could be
for the soft sighs and gasps as the two of them pressed ever harder,
When finally Mulder broke the kiss, he kept his arm around Alex's
holding him protectively to his side as he drew him out of the
over to the bed. Alex, eyes gentle and haunted in his worried
still unsure, searching Mulder for clues to his true feelings.
"Fox, are you sure you're okay with this? I don't want you
to be hurt again.
I don't want to hurt you." He stood, eyes downcast, and Mulder
loud. Then he put his arms around the younger man again and threw
onto the bed, where he lay in a tumble of limbs, surprise written
features that were beginning to crack into laughter..
"Now listen here, Junior. I was scared. I admit that. You
are the one who
got me through it. I owe you a lot, baby. I've never felt quite
about anything. If you start to go noble on me, I'm just going
to have to
put into practice what I learned from Ray and his cronies."
Alex reached out
a long arm, snagging the waistband of Fox's jeans and pulling
"Oh yeah? What might that be? Granddad?" Alex's expression
was impish as he
fumbled with the buttons of Fox's jeans, allowing his erection
free as he listened to Mulder.
"I'll just cuff you to the bed, smartass. You won't have
any choice. You
won't be able to resist my attentions." His sentence ended
in a gasp as Alex
moved to swallow his erection down into the back of his throat,
framing each side of his cock as he slid them down to caress and
balls hanging beneath. Fox bucked sharply into Alex's mouth, back
his lover expertly began to draw the sensations through him, honey
putting his soul into the movement of his tongue and the pressure
Fox felt the sweet warm suction of Alex's mouth as if a river
of gold were
flowing over him, unraveling his aching muscles until he felt
like so much
silken thread, to be drawn up and wound as tight as his lover
willed. He put
his hands down to steady the dark, glossy head as he sucked, stroking
elegant fingers through the shining fall of hair, pushing it back
broad, clear brow so he could watch what Alex was doing to him.
Alex, looking at Fox out of limpid green eyes, was focusing his
attention on this lover of his, offering everything that he knew
atonement for what he perceived to be his mistake. His hands moved
squeezing and stroking, pressing and skimming as he drove his
head up and
down. Mulder was captive. All he could do was react as Alex worked
He felt as if he were a star, his being compacting timelessly
into the core
of him, waiting for the moment when he would explode. His body
fizzed, tingled incandescent, and Alex
He pulled his mouth away from him, while Fox rolled his head from
side in frustration. He moved rapidly from languor to anger born
So close, he was so close. So close and Alex was fucking well
him, holding out his arms to him from the bed, voice husking out
obscenities and watching him shiver as he raced to strip off his
Standing by the bed, as bare as a promise, skin like ivory and
gold in the lamplight, Alex could see the man's cock ticking away
seconds, glowing, pulsing, ripe.
"Come on, Fox. Lie down with me. Let me show you how much
I want you. How
much I need you." He was fumbling at his own clothes now.
His shirt hung
open and his jeans were unfastened. He half sat and half-lay,
arms open for
Fox, waiting for him. Finally, Fox climbed onto the bed and Alex
arms tightly about him, pulling him down to roll him over. Then
looming over Fox, mouth at his throat, sucking, as he caused red
blossom there as he signed him like a canvas on which he had painted
beauty of his desire.
Mulder grunted a little protest, finally managing to divest Alex
shirt, and began work on jeans removal as Alex flowed over him,
first one nipple and then the other, flickering his tongue against
until Mulder pulled him fierce and close.
"Bite me. You won't hurt. Come on." And Alex did, sharp
stretching the rubbery nubs, tonguing them until Mulder cried
out and cried
out again, not knowing how to be anything else but in need.
Alex reached for the lube, and with a small snort of laughter,
he poured it
into Mulder's navel where it lay, a tiny lake in the dimple of
Mulder opened his mouth to protest and Alex covered it with his,
voice away, and with it, all conscious thought as he stabbed in
tongue, stealing his very breath.
Mulder's mouth was greedy on his and Alex reached down to coat
in the slippery stuff, then dipped down to slather his cock. Completing
mission, he returned to the pool for more, and down to coat his
again for a refill and this time he trailed down over his perineum
between the cheeks of his ass and into the rosy crinkle of the
lay there. Alex's hand achieved a rhythm that was hypnotic. Smear,
press and return until all of Mulder was slippery, open and needing.
Alex finally tore himself away from that mouth and gazed down
at his lover's
"Are you ready for me, love? I want you so much." Mulder
licked his lips and
tried to speak, giving up the attempt in the end in favor of spreading
legs wide apart and pulling Alex down to his lips again and sucking
tongue into his mouth in his unspoken plea for action.
Alex, sliding his fingers in and out of Mulder's loosened ass,
himself. Transferring the remains of the slick from Mulder's navel
own prick, he gasped, sensing just how close to coming he was.
away from Fox's lush mouth again, placed a small, precise kiss
on the tip of
his nose, and eased himself up to kneel between Mulder's thighs.
gathered him into his lap placing his slick cock ready to slide
the dark place that was the center of his lover.
Rocking forward a tiny bit, Alex bit his lip hard to combat the
overwhelming stab of pleasure that heralded his beginning entry
tightness. He paused. The head of his cock sent crazy signals
to by-pass his
brain, hot-wiring into his spine, and
He rocked in again. Slip-sliding, pre-come drooling to ease his
way as Fox
groaned out his name, eyes dark with passion, fixed on his, as
"Please Alex, please Give it to me. Give it all to me, now."
And Alex, all
control gone out the window, gave it to him. He thrust hard and
bury himself into tight, oiled silk, so hot and hungry he sobbed
out Fox's name and felt lightning play around the base of his
spine as Fox
grabbed his ass to pull him inside, tight against him.
Alex took Fox's cock in his hand now, squeezing and sliding, pulling
from base to tip as he started to move inside him, tiny movements
and then as Fox curled his legs around his hips, deeper, more
And then Fox came. His body spasmed and his muscles clamped down
as the feelings hit. He spurted under Alex's hand, sticky whiteness
Alex's fingers, flying onto Fox's belly as internal muscles contracted
around Alex's cock, drawing his own eruption as he pushed in deep
honey poured through him, out of him, pushing, screaming
"IloveyouFoxIloveyou." And the whole of his world narrowed
down to the one
bright light that was his cock giving up his seed amidst a tearing,
And this was heaven. This was wonderful, pouring himself into
his lover, and
loving, loving him.
He loved him, and that was bad.
Alex Krycek, two faced future rat-bastard, renegade, turncoat,
all around bad guy lay down at last to cover his lover and fell
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