Fandom/Series: X-Files M/K
Title: Giving Thanks
Author/Pseudo: Orithain
Rating: NC-17
Archive: Okay to allslash, Archive/X, All Things Rat and TERMA. Anywhereelse
please ask me first.
Series/Sequel: Sequel to Phone Home and Overdrawn Author Email: orithain@aol.com
Disclaimer: They all belong to Chris Carter and 1013 Productions, but Ilet them have more fun. So don't sue me.

Note: I freely admit to stealing a toy from Aries. But it was just too goodto
resist, so please don't hurt your loyal subject, O Great Goddess of War.Thanks to Nic and Aries for encouragement, inspiration and beta. Now wouldyou
please stop threatening me?! ;-)

Story Summary: Thanksgiving dinner M/K style.

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"Ow, dammit! Are you sure this thing's dead?"

"I'd say the lack of a head and the fact that it was frozen when webought it
pretty much guarantees that it's dead, yes," Alex responded dryly."Why don't
you let me stuff the turkey?"

"I am perfectly capable of putting stuffing inside a turkey, Alex!"

Alex's only response was a raised eyebrow as he looked from his lover tothe
turkey lying on its back halfway across the countertop where it landed whenit
shot out from between Mulder's hands.

Mulder glared at the younger man before transferring his irate gaze to theinnocuous-seeming turkey. "How hard can this be? Millions of peopledo this every year."

"Yes, but most of them learn how to cook *before* trying it the firsttime, Mulder. Look, it's bad enough you have Scully and Skinner coming overher without warning them that the man you're involved with is *me*. Couldwe please not poison them too?"

Mulder sulked, letting his lower lip tremble slightly. He knew it droveAlex
wild.

Alex's eyes riveted on that lip, but he refused to allow himself to be distracted.They'd had to go to five stores the night before to find the damned bird;he was *not* going to let Mulder ruin it. Still, he had to clear his throattwice before he could force words out. "Let me make the dinner, and
I'll do anything you want."

Mulder's whole face lit up. "Anything?"

Alex wondered what he was letting himself in for, but he repeated, "Anything."

"Okay, dinner's yours. What do you want me to do?"

Alex eyed Mulder dubiously, seriously uneasy at his ready acquiescence."Uh, you can peel the potatoes and carrots, and do the green beans.You *do* have enough pots for all this, don't you?"

"Sure, my mom gave me a set when I moved in here. I think I put themin there." Mulder pointed at the corner cupboard.

Alex rolled his eyes. "How long have you lived here, Mulder? Nevermind, just find four pots."

"Four? You only mentioned three vegetables."

Alex groaned. This was going to be a long morning. "Cranberry sauce,Mulder."

With a minimum of chaos considering he had to deal with Mulder who was ascurious as a puppy and constantly sticking his nose into things, Alex goteverything prepared and the turkey into the oven. Shortly afterward, thekitchen was sparkling clean and everything put away again. He couldn't sayit didn't look as if he hadn't been there since it had *not* sparkled before,but he felt they could relax now till Scully and Skinner were due to arrive.

"Mulder? What time did you invite Scully and Skinner to come over?"

"I asked them to come over around 3:00. I wanted to have time to talkand for them to calm down before dinner. Tension's bad for the digestionyou know."

"Fuck, Mulder, it's 2:30 now! And I still need to shower." Alexjumped up and ran for the bathroom, muttering imprecations all the way.So much for relaxing. He took what might well have been the fastest showeron record and went back into the bedroom to get dressed. He found Mulderwaiting for him, sitting on the bed beside his clothes with one hand outof sight.

"Okay, Alex, time to pay up. You promised me anything," Mulderannounced.

Alex stared in dismay, visions of Skinner and Scully walking in to findthem fucking passing through his head. While it might be a better way togo than most, Alex wanted to live with Mulder for years, not die today atthe hands of one of Mulder's friends. "Uh, Fox, we don't have timebefore they get here."

Mulder grinned lasciviously. "I know that, lover. But I want you tobe thinking about it all evening."

"You want me to be thinking about us while your boss and partner arehere?" Alex wondered if the water was drugged again.

"Yup. I want them to see just a taste of how beautiful you really are."

Alex gulped.

Mulder crooked his finger and Alex approached him with dragging feet. Mulderstood up when Alex was in front of him, his body stroking the length ofthe younger man's still naked form as he did. He ran his fingers throughAlex's damp hair, holding his head still for the loving kiss Mulder pressedupon him.

Alex moaned into Mulder's mouth, shuddering against him. He could feel hiscock swelling as he pressed into Mulder. His hips twitched involuntarily,and Mulder's hands came down to cup his ass, pulling him in tighter. Hewhimpered when he felt Mulder's fingers stroking down the valley betweenhis cheeks. He was so hard now; he wanted to come.

But Mulder stepped back, leaving Alex moaning and thrusting yearningly towardhim. "Alex. Alex. Come on, listen to me, Alex." The younger manlooked at him through heavy-lidded eyes. "You have to stand still forme for a minute, Alex." Alex didn't know if he could, but he wouldtry, for Mulder.

Mulder sat back down on the bed in front of Alex, reaching behind his backto pick up . . . something. Alex stared at the small mound of leather andmetal in his lover's hand with suddenly wide eyes while Mulder lightly rana teasing finger the length of his cock. Alex groaned, but Mulder was concentratingon his task.

He slid the small cage over the head of Alex's erection and fastened theleather bindings below it around the lower part of the shaft, making surethey were snug but not painful. Not yet anyway. Finally, Mulder settledthe last two straps around his lover's balls, restraining them and makingit clear to Alex that this was going to be a *very* long day. Mulder reacheda finger through the cage to stroke briefly over the head of Alex's cock,drawing a whimper from the younger man.

"No," he mused aloud, "it's not quite right." He reachedbehind him again, this time coming up with a fine chain. He attached itto the small ring on top of the cage around Alex's cock and fastened thelength around Alex's waist, supporting his erection while still leavingsome give. He tugged lightly on the chain to make sure it was settled properly,making Alex moan at the sensation.

"You expect me to stay like this all afternoon while Scully and Skinnerare here?" Alex couldn't believe it.

Mulder nodded emphatically.

"But they'll be able to *see* it!" Alex wailed.

"No, they won't," Mulder soothed. "It's Thanksgiving, Alex.You have to dress up a little. Jeans won't cut it. And your dress pantsfit more loosely, so with them and a sweater, you'll be camouflaged. Besides,you promised."

Alex sighed shakily and nodded, reaching for his clothes to dress whileMulder went for a quick shower. They had just made it back to the livingroom when they heard a knock at the door. Shooting a panic-stricken lookat the door, Alex mumbled something about having to baste the turkey andbolted into the kitchen. Mulder sighed, shook his head, and went to lethis friends in.

Scully greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Skinner fortunatelycontented himself with a smile and handshake. After Mulder hung up theircoats, he turned back to find Scully looking around curiously. RealizingMulder had caught her, she shrugged and smiled.

"So where's this special guy you've been seeing, Mulder? I thoughthe was going to be here today."

"He's in the kitchen. Something about having to baste the turkey."

Scully sighed with relief at finding out that Mulder wasn't doing the cooking."Well, go get him out here, Mulder. We're dying to meet him."

"Uh, sure, hang on. I'll go see if he's done." Mulder escapedinto the kitchen, suddenly nervous and wondering if this had been such agood idea. But he didn't want to keep hiding Alex as if he was ashamed ofhim or something.

When Mulder went into the kitchen, he found Alex backed against the farwall, looking extremely nervous. Mulder sighed and went across to him, drawingthe younger man into his arms. "Come on, love, time to tell peopleabout us. What's the worst that can happen?"

Alex glared at him. "One or both of them can shoot me!"

"Don't be silly, they wouldn't do that. Besides, I checked. Neitherof them is armed." Mulder admitted that he'd been a little uneasy onthat score himself. Deciding to distract Alex, he wrapped his arms tightlyaround him, sliding one hand up under his sweater to tug gently on the chainaround his waist.

Alex gasped, his hips jerking forward against Mulder at the intense pleasurehe felt. But the cage prevented him from getting the friction he wanted,and he whimpered quietly. He rubbed his face against Mulder's chest, finallysettling with his head tucked under his chin. He rested in his lover's armsfor a moment before pushing back, knowing that they had to go out and faceScully and Skinner soon. He looked into Mulder's eyes. "Promise youwon't let them kill me?" he asked wryly.

Mulder grinned. "I swear. I have plans for you tonight." Withthat he took Alex's hand and led him out of the kitchen.

Scully looked up with a smile as Mulder entered the room, a smile that frozeon her face when she saw Alex Krycek behind him. She stared in disbeliefat their linked hands, noticing Krycek's white-knuckled grip on her partner'shand. She also realized that Krycek was keeping Mulder's body between himand them. She dragged her eyes up to meet Mulder's gaze, seeing the fearhe was trying to hide. That stopped her. With everything they had been through,she couldn't remember ever seeing fear in his eyes before. Pain and sorrow,yes, when he thought he might lose her, but never fear. And it wasn't fearof losing her or his job because of her or Skinner's reactions. It was fearfor Krycek, fear of what they might do to him. She could see that.

Skinner lurched to his feet, fists clenching as he took a single step inKrycek's direction. The movement drew Mulder's attention, and his head snappedaround toward Skinner, stopping the other man in his tracks.

"Mulder?" Scully's soft voice reclaimed his focus.

Skinner subsided back into his chair, staring intently at the two men beforehim. Mulder was gnawing on his lip, and Krycek was jittering behind him,occasionally shooting yearning glances at the door.

Mulder pulled his reluctant lover over to the sofa, where they sat downfacing Scully and Skinner with all the enthusiasm of convicted criminalsfacing a firing squad. Mulder sighed, deciding Alex had been right. He shouldhave warned Scully and Skinner beforehand. He unconsciously moved closerto Alex, seeking the comfort of touch.

Scully's eyes narrowed observing Mulder's actions. She noted his move andwatched Alex shift his position slightly to accommodate him. Without consciousvolition on either of their parts, they ended up pressed together from shoulderto toes, Mulder almost in the younger man's lap. One of Alex's hands restedon Mulder's thigh, and Mulder brought his own hand up to cover it. Theirbody language told her more than words ever could. Whatever Krycek had orhad not done, Mulder loved him, and he loved Mulder. She wondered if eitherof them had admitted it yet.

"I guess I should have told you first, huh?" Mulder finally spoke.

"Would you care to explain, Agent Mulder, why you are consorting witha wanted felon?" Skinner's voice was hard and cold as arctic ice.

"Wanted for what, Walter? When you come right down to it, there isno evidence implicating Alex in anything. Well, aside from attacking youin the stairwell, but I think we can agree you made him pay for that."

"Alex Krycek is wanted in connection with your own father's murder,the murder of Melissa Scully, your partner's kidnapping, and probably espionage!That'll do for a start."

Alex groaned, it was the usual litany even if coming from Skinner this time."God, I'm tired of hearing that. Okay, once and for all, yes, I shotWilliam Mulder. He was going to kill Fox, so I killed him."

Skinner interrupted before Krycek could go on. "You expect us to believethat William Mulder intended to kill his own son?" he scoffed.

"No, he intended to kill the man he knew was *not* his son and whowas disrupting Consortium plans," Alex snapped. Mulder flinched, buthe had heard it before and was coming to grips with it. "Secondly,I did not kill Melissa Scully. I was there, but when I heard the door open,I didn't know what to do. My orders from my real superiors did not includekilling innocent women, and I
froze for a second. It was then that Cardinale shot her. And Scully's kidnappingwas arranged by the Consortium. I never knew anything about it until afterthe fact. I wasn't exactly involved in their high level planning sessions.Besides, I would have told them that attacking Scully would only make Muldermore determined. It was a move destined to backfire. As for espionage, yeah,okay, I'm Russian and was a member of the former KGB. But my mission wasalways to infiltrate the Consortium, find out what their interest in Mulderwas, why someone was protecting him. I never passed on any information inany way detrimental to this country." Alex didn't say a word abouthis assault on Skinner in the stairwell, and his glare made it clear thathe didn't regret a moment of it.

Skinner glared back, and Scully sighed at the macho posturing. For the firsttime, Krycek's story rang true. She believed he was telling the truth. Andhe was making her partner happy. She'd been able to see the difference inMulder recently. He actually smiled most of the time now. As long as Krycekkept that up, she could put up with him. She relaxed back into her chair,waiting to see
how Skinner reacted.


Mulder watched Skinner anxiously. He could see that Scully had acceptedthe situation, but he wasn't so sure about his boss yet.

Skinner grumbled under his breath, but he knew his agent. Mulder was committedto Krycek now, and if Skinner pushed him, Mulder was likely to resign. WithKrycek's skills and his strange friends, he'd be able to continue his fightfrom outside the bureau, so he'd be willing to give up his job. Skinnerintended to keep a close eye on Krycek, but for now, he had no choice butto
accept him and his position in Mulder's life.

Mulder read Skinner's decision in his posture and relaxed finally. His gamblehad paid off. If they had known Alex would be there, Scully and Skinnermight not have come, but by springing it on them, he'd won their acceptance,even if only grudgingly.

Alex slid free of Mulder's embrace, getting to his feet to head back intothe kitchen. He still had some things to do if they wanted to eat that evening.Mulder followed him moments later.

Alex turned to Mulder with a question in his eyes. Mulder's own eyes twinkledmischievously as he approached like some wild animal stalking its prey.He looked like Alex usually did.

Mulder pounced on Alex, pushing him against the wall and pressing up againsthim. He caught Alex's wrists in his hands, holding them over his head whilehe caught Alex's lips in a possessive kiss. He probed inside the warm cavity,tasting his lover and catching his whimpers in his own mouth. He strokedAlex's tongue with his own, enjoying his unique flavor. He transferred hisgrip on Alex's wrists to one hand, bringing the other down to pull up theyounger man's sweater. He nuzzled against the chest now exposed to his gaze,rooting for a nipple while he kept his eyes on Alex's face.

Alex wore a look of pleasure that never failed to arouse Fox. Passion-glazedgreen eyes watched his lover play with his body while he panted for air.He writhed under Mulder's knowing touch, continuous moans falling from hislips. When Mulder caught a nipple between his teeth, Alex arched into histouch, the movement catching the chain around his waist against the walland rolling it. The resulting pull on his cock dragged a long groan fromhim. "Dammit, Fox, if
you make me scream when they're out there, I'll kill you!" He caughthis lower lip between his teeth when Mulder bit down harder on the nippleand simultaneously slid his hand inside his slacks to cup his restrainedballs.

Mulder continued to play for a while longer, loving the sound of Alex'smoans and whimpers. Finally he pulled back, rearranging his lover's clothingas he did. He claimed another kiss from Alex, swiping his tongue over theother man's abused lower lip to lick away the blood. Alex hadn't screamed,but he had nearly bitten through his lip holding it back. Fox sucked thatlip into his own mouth, soothing it with more swipes of his tongue beforeseizing Alex's mouth again. He ground his own erection against the youngerman's belly, cupping Alex ass to pull him even closer.

Mulder released his lover finally, turning to pull a bottle of wine outof the fridge and grabbing the corkscrew and some glasses. When the bottlewas opened, he glanced over at Alex, who still leaned against the wall forsupport. Alex's face was flushed, his lips swollen, his eyes heavy lidded,and occasional tremors of arousal still wracked his body. Perfect.

"Come on, love, grab that veggie platter you got ready this morning,and let's offer our guests some refreshment." Mulder took hold of thewine bottle and glasses himself.

After shooting a disbelieving look at his lover and finding that, yes, hewas serious, Alex pulled the platter out of the fridge and followed Mulderback into the living room.

Scully and Skinner stopped talking at the men's return, watching them curiously.Both gasped involuntarily when Krycek finally turned around. He was beautifulin his arousal and exuded sex appeal. Visions of him and Mulder togetherflashed through both their minds.

Alex couldn't meet their eyes. He knew it was obvious the state he was in.He never had been able to hide what Mulder did to him, and it was worsenow that he knew that he'd have the other man eventually. Or Mulder wouldhave him. Another shudder ran through him at the thought.

After providing everyone with a glass of wine, Mulder claimed a corner ofthe couch, sitting at an angle with one leg stretched out along it and theother foot on the floor. He held out a hand to Alex, who accepted it, settlinginto the cradle of Mulder's body. He lounged with his back pressed to Mulder'schest and both legs stretched out on the sofa, ankles crossed. As soon asAlex
was settled, Mulder drew his other leg up, bending the knee so Alex couldrest his wineglass on it. He also enjoyed the caresses of Alex's fingersas he held the glass steady. Mulder held his own glass in one hand, theother on Alex's shoulder, his fingers stroking the nape of his lover's neck.Alex arched into the caress like a cat, practically purring.

Scully hid a smile behind her wine. It was amazing to see Krycek so...sodomesticated. Even as she thought that, a car backfired outside, the noisebringing Krycek to instant alertness before he identified it and relaxedback into Mulder's embrace. So Krycek wasn't tamed, he was simply gentledto the touch of a single person. Realizing that, Scully moved beyond acceptanceand
began to be glad Mulder was involved with Krycek. The younger man wouldprotect Mulder to his last breath, and if, God forbid, something *did* happento Mulder, Krycek would make sure that the person responsible paid. Mulderhad probably never been safer in his life.

Looking at the two of them again, Scully had to hide a grin. Judging bytheir expressions, Krycek's in particular, their sex life had to be prettyincredible too. Just imagining that was going to fuel her fantasies fora long time to come.

Skinner watched the two men in amazement. He had noted Krycek's sudden tensionat the noise as well, but unlike Scully, he found no comfort in the ideaof Mulder's pet killer. He was certain that one day Krycek would turn onMulder, and nothing would be able to save the agent then. He promised himselfthat he'd keep on eye on them. This had to be another trick.

Mulder was watching Scully and Skinner, and from their expressions, he hada good idea what each was thinking. He had seen their reaction to Alex whenthey first came in from the kitchen and enjoyed it. He really loved watchingpeople get a good look at Alex, knowing that he was the only one Alex wouldallow to touch him. Scully's reaction had been everything that he had hopedfor, and Mulder thought that eventually she might even become Alex's friend.Smirking into his glass, Mulder decided that it practically inevitable ifhe offered to let her watch them sometime. He could just imagine Alex'sreaction to that. It might even be worth mentioning it to Alex just forthe reaction. He loved it when Alex got violent.

Skinner, though, Skinner was going to be a problem. Mulder could see hissuspicion and disbelief. He was never going to accept the two of them together.Mulder wondered whether it was Alex or himself that Skinner wanted withoutadmitting it to himself. He couldn't tell from Skinner's reactions; it mighteven be both of them. It didn't matter since neither of them would ever
be in Skinner's bed anyway, but it would make it easier to deal with theAD if he was sure.

Alex shifted slightly, reclaiming Mulder's attention as the move rubbedagainst his half-hard cock. He pushed against Alex's ass, wishing that theywere alone. As much as he was enjoying torturing Alex, he was torturinghimself at the same time. Seeing Alex's arousal just made him want him allthe more. And it had been a long time since he'd had to sit this close tohis lover and not touch every part of him. Mulder dropped a kiss on theside of Alex's neck, unable to resist.

Mulder lowered his hand from Alex's shoulder, stroking his back out of theothers' sight. When he got to the base of his spine, he wormed his handunder Alex's sweater, tracing one finger along the chain there to warn Alexbefore tugging on it.

Alex choked on his wine, coughing to clear his lungs. He threw a glare overhis shoulder at Fox, nearly groaning out loud at the devilish gleam in hislover's eyes. He tensed every muscle in his body, fighting to keep his hipsstill as Fox continued to play with the chain.

Skinner hadn't noticed anything, being occupied with putting his glass downand heading down the hall to the washroom. Scully, however, could see thatMulder was doing something to Krycek, although she didn't know what. WhenSkinner left the room, she couldn't restrain her curiosity any more. "Mulder?"

"Hmm?" He knew perfectly well what she wanted to know, but hewasn't going to make it easy for her either.

Scully briefly reconsidered, but seeing the sweat break out on Alex's faceand his tension, she had to know. "*What* are you doing to him?"

Alex groaned.

Mulder grinned. "I'm just having a little fun with him. Isn't he beautifullike this?"

Alex glared over his shoulder again. But at least Mulder wasn't giving anydetails.

Scully just nodded. It looked like this was going to be a *very* interestingevening.

By the time they sat down to dinner, Alex was practically vibrating withtension and panting rather than breathing, Mulder had a permanent evil grinon his face, Skinner's scowl seemed to be etched in stone, and Scully eyebrowshad nearly disappeared into her hair. When Mulder asked Alex to carve theturkey, the younger man seriously considered using the knife on his lover.

Rather than having Alex across the table from him, Mulder had seated hislover to his left, Skinner at the foot, and Scully across from Alex. Thisway Mulder was able to touch Alex whenever he wanted, and in fact, spentmost of the meal with his leg pressed against Alex's.

Scully complimented the two men on the dinner, saying it was delicious.

"Thanks, Scully," Mulder smiled, "but I'm afraid all thecredit has to go to Alex. All I did was watch and peel some vegetables.I think I'm going to have to take cooking lessons if I want to keep up withthis guy. Do you know he even got up this morning and baked two pies? Amazing!"

Alex shrugged. "My grandmother insisted that boys had to know how tocook too. When I was a kid, I was always in the kitchen with her, learning.My dad wasn't real happy about it, but what babushka said, went. I stillmiss her." He turned to Mulder with his heart in his eyes. "She'dhave liked you, Fox. But I'm not sure even she could have taught you tocook!" he grinned.

Scully laughed. "I'm going to have to agree with you there, Kr- Alex.Mulder's a lost cause in the kitchen."

Alex nodded. "Would you believe his pots were *dusty*?"

"You're kidding, right? You're not kidding," at Alex's shake ofthe head. "Oh, Mulder!"

"Hey, quit ganging up on me! Those who can, get others to cook forthem!" he finished haughtily, provoking laughter from everyone, evenSkinner.

After dinner, they all returned to the living with glasses of brandy. Alexand Mulder claimed the sofa again, reversing their positions this time withMulder lying in Alex's arms, his head on his shoulder while Alex combedhis fingers through his hair. Mulder sighed contentedly, shifting aroundtill the cage Alex wore didn't dig into him.

The four of them chatted for a while, enjoying the quiet. Even Skinner unbentenough to respond to a comment Alex made. But eventually it got late, andScully and Skinner left. Scully glanced back at the apartment as she leftand saw the two men standing in the open doorway, Alex in Mulder's arms,her partner's chin on his lover's shoulder. They looked so right together.

Shutting the door, Alex turned to his lover with a grin. "Well, they'regone now. Are you going to give me what you've been promising all day?"He thrust against Mulder for emphasis.

"I don't know, Alex. We still need to clean up the kitchen." Mulderwas enjoying prolonging the anticipation.

"Fox!" Alex managed a very impressive whine. "The dishesare in the damn dishwasher, the leftovers are in the fridge. Anything elsecan wait till tomorrow! I need you to make love to me *now*!"

"Go wait for me in bed, and I'll be right there." Mulder didn'twant to wait any more either. After flicking off the lights, he followedAlex to their bed, stopping at the sight that met his eyes.

Alex was lying on the bed, naked except for the restraints on his cock,slowly stroking his nipples with his eyes closed. Sensing Fox's presence,he opened his eyes partway, green eyes gleaming in the dim light. He writhedunder his lover's heated regard, desperately wanting his touch.

Mulder shed his clothes quickly, nearly as eager as Alex. He crawled ontothe bed, straddling his lover on hands and knees. He lowered his head tokiss Alex, smiling at the moans from his lover. He shifted his position,ending up kneeling between Alex's legs. He stroked the thighs spread widein front of him, caressing the soft skin in the crease where they met thepelvis. He leaned forward, blowing lightly on Alex's belly, ruffling thefine hairs there. Alex groaned, his hips jerking sharply.

"Please, Fox," he moaned. "Take this thing off me. I needyou. Please. God! I can't ... oh god, stop ... stop ... don't stop, yeahFox ... so good..." he trailed off into wordless moans as Mulder continuedto work his fingers inside him. Alex pushed down, fucking himself on Mulder'sfingers, feeling the pleasure build and build as they raked over his prostate.His heart was racing
till he couldn't believe he didn't have a heart attack, but Fox's littletoy prevented him from coming. He was going to die. But what a way to go!He screamed Fox's name when the other man pushed inside him.

Fox pushed into Alex, plunging to the hilt in one long, smooth motion. Alex'sscream showed his appreciation of the tactic. When Fox pulled back, Alexwrapped his legs around his waist, pulling him back in. They establisheda hard, fast rhythm, Alex moaning every time Fox withdrew. Fox knew he couldn'tkeep this up for long, he'd been too aroused by teasing Alex all day. Hereached between them, fumbling slightly as he freed Alex from the cock cageand straps. He timed it perfectly so that he rammed into Alex, strikinghis prostate at the exact moment he was released.

Alex came instantly, so hard he actually passed out at the overload of pleasure.The combination of Alex's cries and his muscles contracting in orgasm madeFox come too, and he slumped over his unconscious lover. Alex came to momentslater, feeling Fox still inside him and moaned his name. They shared a lovingkiss, before Fox carefully climbed off him. After grabbing a
towel from the floor beside the bed and cleaning them up as best he could,Mulder stretched out beside Alex, pulling him into his embrace. He feltAlex smile against his shoulder.

"What?"

"I was just thinking that now I *really* have something to give thanksfor."

They laughed together before drifting into sleep, their hands entwined onMulder's chest.

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