Being silly again...this first one's for Leila, grin...

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Son of the Revenge of the Chocoholics
by Ladonna King
lking@agora.rdrop.com
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"Oh Aaaaalex," Mulder purred into the other man's ear, his grin widening
when Alex shivered uncontrollably. "Are you going to sleep all morning?"

Alex groaned something unintelligible, though it turned into a whimper as
Mulder dragged two fingers lightly over Alex's chest, skidding slickly
through sweat and semen. "Mulder," Alex growled, grabbing hold of the
wandering hand that was dipping towards his groin. "Give it a rest. You've
killed me. I'm all fucked out. You're just going to have to take a nap, is
all I can say."

"But I haven't seen you for weeks," Mulder sighed mournfully. "I really
missed you--"

"No you didn't," Alex chuckled, pressing Mulder's hand flat and rubbing
small circles over his stomach and chest, smoothing the evidence into his
skin with Mulder's palm.

"And you said you're leaving again tonight," Mulder reminded Alex, refusing
to be distracted. "Who knows when you'll be back. Is it my fault you've
ruined me for life?"

"God, don't get melodramatic," Alex wrinkled his nose, one eye slitting open
before Mulder could hide his unrepentantly smug grin. "Bitch," Alex
snorted. "You're not the only guy who's ever whined for sex, you know..."

"Yeah, but how many of them get to yell 'Fuck me harder, Alex!' when it
works?"

"Fewer than there used to be," Alex admitted with a wry chuckle, and Mulder
spread his fingers over Alex's heart to catch the vibrations.

"Alex?"

"Hmm?"

"Fuck me harder," Mulder purred, nuzzling at Alex's neck. "Fuck me until
you melt into me. I want to feel you after you're gone tonight..." he
murmured, licking down the smooth arch of Alex's
collarbone to dip his tongue into the hollow of Alex's throat.

"Christ," Alex groaned, his hand coming up to cradle Mulder's head. "Fine.
Come here," he sighed, claiming Mulder's mouth in a slow, leisurely kiss
before nudging Mulder over onto his stomach. "Don't move."

Mulder sprawled out happily across the bed as Alex sat up, fishing around on
the floor beside the night stand for his jacket. Glancing over his
shoulder, Alex grinned, "And close your eyes. No peeking."

"Did you bring me something?" Mulder demanded, squeezing his eyes shut and
turning his head away. When Alex asked him to do something, Alex meant it,
and Mulder already knew he was no good against temptation...

"You could say that," Alex chuckled, sitting up again. Mulder felt Alex
repositioning himself beside Mulder's hip, seconds before a warm, callused
hand stroked down his spine. "You really are beautiful, you know that?"

Mulder grinned, burying his face in the pillows. "Are you going to get
mushy on me?"

"That's a rather personal question," Alex snickered, and Mulder's shoulders
shook with smothered laughter. His chuckles turned to a gasp a heartbeat
later as Alex's sure touch skated down the cleft of his ass, thumb circling
his opening with teasing pressure. When Alex rolled his knuckles lightly
over the sensitive flesh behind his balls, Mulder arched back reflexively,
begging for more. "You have no idea how much I love watching you," Alex
crooned softly into the sudden stillness of the apartment, the pad of his
thumb pressing, just so...

"Alex," Mulder gasped, and the touch slid away, returned, light, testing
touches that made him twitch with need. His cock was hardening again, making
up for the times Alex hadn't let him come, and he ground his hips into the
mattress as Alex teased his ass. He was still slippery from Alex, still
loose, and when two fingers slid into him, he bucked back onto the other
man's hand with a groan of relief. So good...

Alex worked him with slick, circular thrusts, adding a third finger as
Mulder curved his spine and spread his legs wider. God, if Alex would
just... "Please," he moaned, "now..."

"Up on your knees," Alex murmured, his voice a velvet caress. Mulder
scrambled up, leaving his arms stretched wide, his face and shoulders
pressed to the cool sheets. Alex's fingers pulled out slowly, and Mulder
whimpered as they were withdrawn, biting his lip as he was forced to wait...

The sound of a wrapper being opened startled an incredulous laugh out of
him. "You're putting a condom on that thing?" he demanded with a grin. He
had Alex hadn't used condoms in years, so why was this new toy the
exception?

"Might not be a bad idea," Alex replied judiciously. "It'll probably
melt..."

"Melt?" Mulder jerked, lifting his head and turning to look. Blinking once,
he glared fiercely at Alex, who didn't look repentant in the least. "You
are not putting that in my ass!"

"But Mulder," Alex chuckled delightedly, "Snickers really satisfies..."

Alex was still laughing when he tackled Mulder back to the bed, rolling
Mulder up to face him and rubbing an impossibly hard cock against Mulder's
hip. "Well, it was worth a try," Alex grinned as
Mulder wrapped his legs around the other man, trying not to return the
smirk. "I mean, since we're not going anywhere for a while..."

"Alex?" Mulder smiled sweetly.

"Yes, Mulder?"

"Shut up and fuck me harder."

"Yes, Mulder," Alex chuckled, and slid home with a grin.

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