Title: 5,000 Pieces
Author: Nicole S.
Rating: NC-17 for bad language and m/m sex.
Archive to Allslash, Archive X, TER/MA, All Things Rat Series/Sequel:
This is a Boys interlude. Webpage: http://members.tripod.com/~ter_ma
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Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, they belong to Chris Carter,
1013 Productions and Fox. Please don't sue me, I'm unemployed.
Summary: This "Quartet Infernale" challenge has the
boys playing a childhood game. This is all Aries' fault!
Comments: This is set in the Boys universe and in it, Alex has
two arms. Thanks to Sue, Aries and Orithain for awesome beta,
being there and support. Thank you to Garry, who doesn't know
it, but inspires me daily. It started out with a plot, really
it did! Now it's just basically sex.
5,000 Pieces - by Nicole S.
"That doesn't go there."
"It's the exact shade of blue as these other pieces; it goes
"No it doesn't; you see that little hooked part? It doesn't
fit in that space."
"Well, where does it go then?"
"I don't know, but I know it doesn't go there."
Mulder raked his hands through his hair in frustration. Why had
he agreed to this? He had come home from his run and found Alex
engrossed in this puzzle, the pieces covering the dining room
table. Alex asked him to help, and now it was two hours later
and he was frustrated beyond belief.
"Alex, tell me again why you bought this?"
"Because the box said *Five Thousand Pieces, Hardest Puzzle
Ever*. I wanted to prove it wrong. I used to do them when I was
a kid; I thought it would be fun."
"Trust you to get into an ego fight with a game."
"It's not a game, Mulder, it's a test."
"Yes, a test to see if you're smart enough to put the pieces
in the right order to make the picture."
"I'm well aware of the concept of puzzles, Alex. To me, they're
a game, and I'm sick of playing right now." Mulder got up
went to the fridge and brought out two beers, giving one to Alex.
"My neck is sore from being hunched over." He went over
and flopped on the couch, rubbing his neck.
Alex looked down at the puzzle; they weren't even a quarter of
the way done. They had all the outside pieces together, but the
inside was still blank. He sighed and went over to the couch to
join Mulder. He replaced Mulder's hands with his own, and massaged
the stiffness in his lover's neck away.
"Hmmm, that's nice."
Alex rubbed Mulder's neck harder; he could feel the knots of muscle
underneath the skin. Mulder was always so tense; he needed this
at least twice a week.
"What did you play when you were a kid, Fox?"
"Risk, Life, Monopoly," Mulder started laughing.
"What?" Alex finished rubbing Mulder's neck and started
drinking his beer.
Mulder shook his head, "Samantha and I used to get into these
big fights over the Monopoly all the time. She would try to outwit
me, and me being her big brother, I couldn't let her do that.
I loved beating her at that game. She loved to sabotage it though.
She would re-colour all the squares, hide the hotels, stash hundreds
in her socks. By the end, half of the money and pieces were missing."
Mulder laughed again quietly before a melancholy mood took over.
He took a sip of his beer but put it down quickly.
Alex saw the look on Mulder's face; he knew he shouldn't have
mentioned when they were kids; it just made Mulder sad. He kissed
him, running the back of his hand down his cheek, feeling the
stubble rough underneath. "I'm sorry."
Mulder shook his head, "No, it's not your fault, I have to
deal with it." He brought Alex's hand up to his lips and
kissed it before letting them both drop to his lap, fingers still
entwined. They sat in silence for awhile before Mulder spoke again,
"What did you play when you were a kid?"
"Me? Well, my brother and I used to blow things up in the
woods by our house with cherry bombs. We would catch grasshoppers
and interrogate them as war criminals then torture them and ultimately
blow them up."
Mulder started laughing, "Jesus Christ, Alex, foreshadowing
Alex smirked, "Yeah, I guess so. We liked to play cops &
robbers a lot. We also played Starsky and Hutch. I was Hutch."
"Who played Huggy Bear?"
Mulder laughed again.
"I would sit in my Mom's car and pretend it was the striped
tomato. I wanted to drive down the street and hear *Come in zebra
three* then stick my cherry light on the roof of my car and go
fight the bad guys."
"How old were you?"
"I see." Mulder shook his head and took a sip of his
Alex started giggling, then laughing so hard that he put his head
on Mulder's shoulder to keep himself from falling over, tears
rolling down his face.
"What, Alex?" Mulder was starting to smile himself;
Alex's laugh was infectious.
It took a good five minutes before Alex could calm down. "Oh
shit. I wanted to have that glowing red light on the roof of my
car so bad. I...I took a small red plastic pail and put it on
the roof of the car, but the wind kept blowing it off. So I took
a roll of masking tape and taped the pail to the roof so it wouldn't
fall off. My Mom, she was a nurse who worked the night- shift.
It was dark when she left for work and came home. She drove the
car to work like that for a week without noticing. My Dad noticed
though, and I got in trouble."
"Yeah. I thought it was real cool you know. I just wanted
a cop car of my own." Alex wiped a tear from his eye, still
"What did your Dad do?" Mulder laughed.
"He forbade us from playing in the car."
"That must have hurt."
"It did for awhile, then we just went back to blowing up
insects in our back yard."
"Do you still have the desire to blow things up? I know you
like to shoot people."
"My job is shooting people. I have the desire to blow one
thing these days."
"Yeah, what do you want to blow up?"
"I didn't say blow *up*, Fox."
Mulder rolled his eyes, "Is everything about sex with you?"
"Yes." Alex was already tugging at the sweats Mulder
wore, bringing them down around his thighs. The early start of
an erection was visible as Alex slid to the floor to kneel in
front of Mulder. He reached up and caressed Mulder's cock, watching
it thicken with every light stroke of his fingers.
Mulder leaned back into the couch, closed his eyes, and sighed
happily; he loved this so much. He felt Alex stroke him to hardness,
one hand on his cock, the other fondling his balls. Then the warm
wetness of Alex's mouth surrounded his hardness, and he opened
his eyes. He looked down at his lover, his head bobbing above
his crotch. Green eyes looked up and met his hazel gaze, turning
him on more and more. He leaned back again, relishing the wet
heat of Alex's mouth and the talents of his tongue probing the
slit in the top of his dick. He let out a moan.
"Oh, yes, Alex. Yes, I love that."
Alex was getting turned on himself, not just by his actions, but
by Mulder's taste. If he could bottle Mulder's smell and taste,
he would be in heaven. He reached down and adjusted himself in
his jeans, giving himself a squeeze before moving his hand up
to caress Mulder's balls again. He felt sweat rise on Mulder's
body and could hear his breathing get shallow and hard. Suddenly,
there was a hand on his head, lifting him up off the hardness
in his mouth.
"Alex, " Mulder panted. "Alex, I want to fuck you."
Alex stood and pulled Mulder to his feet. They both removed the
remainder of their clothing and held each other, needing to feel
their naked bodies against each other. They danced together in
their passionate embrace, their tongues and cocks slipping against
each other. Mulder was backing them up towards the dining room
When they finally reached their destination, Mulder spun Alex
around to sprawl the upper half of his body over the smooth wooden
surface. He wet two fingers with his saliva and started to prepare
Alex. One finger entered Alex's ass, probing and pushing against
the tight ring of muscle. Mulder was taking it deliberately slow;
he had almost come not more than two minutes ago, and needed time
to calm down so he could fuck Alex nice and slow.
He leaned over and nuzzled the back of Alex's neck, kissing and
licking down to his shoulder blades. He dug his finger deeper
into Alex's smooth hole, his other hand moving around to play
with Alex's balls. After a minute or two, another finger joined
the first in Alex's ass, stretching him wider.
Alex had had enough of this; he was ready, so ready that he was
going to come in about three seconds if Mulder kept stroking his
sac like that.
"Are you going to fuck me or play with me all night?"
"A little anxious, Alex?"
Alex bucked back against Mulder's fingers and began gyrating his
hips, "Come on, dammit!"
"Calm down, Alex." Mulder pulled the fingers out of
Alex and spit on his hands, lubing up his cock the best he could
with his saliva and their pre-cum. Although they had many tubes
of lube strategically placed around the apartment, they had neglected
to put one in the dining room, and he wasn't about to go looking
for one right now.
"Fox, please, please, please," Alex whimpered.
"Here I come, Skippy."
Mulder held onto his cock with one hand and placed another one
on Alex's hip. He pushed in slowly, letting the heat of Alex's
body envelop his cock, making his whole body sweat.
Alex bit his lower lip and tried to buck back, but Mulder held
him down. Finally Mulder was inside him and leaned over his back,
his hands stroking up his sides and down his arms to merge their
fingers together again. He felt his earlobe being nibbled on and
his neck kissed and licked. Mulder was making the barest movements
with his hips, back and forth, side to side; the feeling was exquisite
agony. Mulder's weight kept Alex from moving his own hips, trapping
him in this slow pace.
"God, you feel good. I could stay like this all day."
Mulder slowly untangled his fingers from Alex's and moved his
hands up over his back again, his strokes getting quicker.
"You like that Alex; or do you want it harder?"
"Harder, Fox, you know I like it hard."
Mulder braced himself, one hand on each side of Alex, and started
to move in and out of him at a fast pace.
"How's that, Alex?"
"Harder, Fox, fuck me, Fox."
Mulder slammed into Alex as hard as he could, his balls bouncing
off of Alex's firm ass cheeks. The smell of their lust and musk
mixed together and wafted up to Mulder's nostrils, making him
drive harder into his lover.
"Oh yeah, Fox, that's great." Alex clawed at the pieces
of puzzle at the table, trying to get a good grip to thrust back.
Soon they established a rhythm that left both men moaning and
Mulder leaned over Alex and wrapped a hand around his cock, pumping
madly, whispering in his ear, "Come for me, baby, show me
how much you like it."
Alex whimpered and groaned then cried out as he came, long spurts
of semen flowing out of him and underneath the dining room table.
When Mulder was sure his lover was spent, he came, releasing his
cum deep into Alex. He thrust a few more times before collapsing
on Alex's back, gasping for breath. It took a few minutes for
Mulder to calm down before he disengaged himself from Alex and
left to find a warm cloth. He came back and cleaned them up, bringing
Alex up off the dining room table. He turned him around and kissed
him for a long time before he broke away.
"Hmmm, Alex, I have some bad news."
"When you came, you came all over the pieces of the puzzle
that were in the open box under the table."
Alex looked under the table then laughed, "Now it really
is the hardest puzzle ever."
Mulder groaned, "That was awful."
"I know, I just had to say it."
Alex kissed Mulder again before going over to put his clothes
on. "C'mon, Fox, we'll play some more later. You can even