Archive: Yes, if my name is attached.
Series/Sequel:  This is part VI of an ongoing series (that may never end)
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Spoilers:  Let's just say the whole series & even the movie to make it easier.  Set after the movie.
Disclaimer/Warnings:  M/M sex ahead!  If you don't like slash why the hell are you reading this?  Mulder, Krycek, Scully and whoever else is mentioned in here do not belong to me they belong to Chris Carter, Fox and 1013 Productions - if I owned them I would be rich - and would have much more fun with them.  No harm is intended to anyone else mentioned in this story.  Suing me would be useless, my personal net worth is about 5 bucks Canadian.

Summary:  Alex is a bad little boy.  Mulder has to punish him.  Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind.

This is my universe and in it Krycek has BOTH arms - if you can't deal with that then too bad.  Seeing as though Chris Carter is taking so long with Season Six I'm just jumping ahead and making up my own rules.

Thanks, as always, to Aries (Keeper of the Duct Tape) for inspiration and beta.  She bows to the power of the magic knapsack and so shall you.  All remaining mistakes are my own.

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Saturday
6:10 p.m.

Fox Mulder was on the very edge of freaking out.   He had put his walkman on after stretching to go for a run when he heard the feedback.  Then he knew...they were listening again. There was a bug in here...somewhere.  He just had to find it.

He had been frantically looking for it for about an hour.  He started, as he always did, with the phone.  Unfortunately, his new cordless phone was hard to get apart and he ended up smashing the handset and transmitter to bits in frustration.

Second came the books.  He was gentle at first but then started throwing them over his shoulder, making a large pile on the table which spilled onto the floor.  Everything but the fish was tossed from the shelving unit on to the table as well.  Running his hands along the rim of each shelf he searched for a wire, cutting his fingers on the fine metal edge.  The small cuts bled for an instant then stopped.

Then came the desk.  After taking apart his computer (it may never work again) he slid the drawers out of the desk, one at a time, emptying the contents on the already full coffee table.  He inspected each drawer carefully then set it aside.  Then, crawling under the desk, he felt along every nook and cranny until he was satisfied it was not there.

"Shit!  Where is it?"  A thought just crossed his mind, "the bedroom!  Oh no, not there!"

He jumped up, banging his head on the desk and ran to the bedroom.  "What if it's here and they heard me and Alex on Monday?  Fuck, no!"  If you could scream to yourself in your mind, he was doing it.  He ran his hand through his hair frantically, feeling the bump starting to develop on the top of his head.

There was a knock on the door.  He grabbed is SIG off of his dresser and went to the door.  Flinging it open, he pointed the gun at the person on the other side.  Alex.

"Woah!"  He raised his arms, "what the hell happened to you?"  Mulder was a wreck, sweating, eyes wild.  Looking  beyond the crazed figure in the doorway he saw the apartment a complete mess.

Mulder grabbed Alex by the arm and practically dragged him down the hall to the stairwell.

"There is a bug in my apartment."  He frantically whispered.  "You have to help me!"

"I know."

Mulder looked at Alex, hearing but not hearing him.

"Excuse me?"

"I know."

"You know I have a bug in my apartment?  How could you know that?"

Alex looked at the ground and sighed, then back up at Mulder.  "I put it there."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry.  God, I'm sorry.  I can explain...Mulder.  I...I'm the one that has you under surveillance."

Finally it sunk in.  "*You* put a bug in *my* fucking home?"  His automatic reaction was punching Alex in the gut, letting him sink to the floor, moaning.

Mulder reached down and grabbed Alex's 9mm which he stuffed in the back of his shorts.  He leaned against the wall, the feel of the cold metal pressing against the crack of his ass making him shiver.  Alex was writhing in pain on the floor, Mulder ignored him.  He couldn't believe what he just heard.  How could he do this to him?  How could he hurt him this way?  Tears started to form but anger pushed them away immediately.  He looked down at Alex who's face was contorted with pain.  He didn't care.

"Get up."  He put his hand under Alex's armpit and yanked.

A groan escaped Alex's lips.

"I suppose I deserved that."

"You deserve a lot more," raising the SIG to Alex's head.  "You have exactly 30 fucking seconds to explain yourself before I blow your fucking head off Krycek!"

Oh shit.  The pain in his abdomen was incredible.  One thing Mulder could do was throw a hard punch.  He looked up at Mulder.  Never had he seen him so pissed off before.  Those hazel eyes were blazing a look of hate.  He was still doubled over in pain as he spoke, his breath coming in gasps.

"I was asked to bug your apartment to see if you knew anything more about the black oil.  I came here on Tuesday when you were out of town and placed two in your apartment.  I was going to come back next week and remove them without you knowing.  I decided, today, this afternoon, to end it.  In about 20 minutes an apartment across the street will burst into flames burning all the surveillance equipment."

Mulder stared at him, gun still pointed at his head.  He couldn't believe he was hearing this.

"The only reason *I* did it was because I could control the situation.  If they had someone else do it there is no telling how long it would have been here before I would have found it."

Alex groaned as he stood up, the pain subsiding.

"What do you mean until *you* found it?"

"I'm gonna show you something.  Don't shoot me, you have my only weapon."

Alex reached into his knapsack and took out his *bug sweeper*.  The action of bending down sent a shooting pain through his side.  He winced as he stood up and held the device out to Mulder.

"What's this?"

"I call it my bug sweeper."

"How does it work?"

"You turn it on and place it over an object, if the lights are green you're okay.  When the lights turn red there is a bug in that location."

"Show me."  He grabbed Alex's arm and pushed the muzzle of his SIG into his side, making him wince again.  "Don't try *anything* Krycek!"

"Mulder, I understand if you're confused right now.  When we find the bugs we can talk."  Fuck that hurt.

"Talk is cheap, undo your dirty work."  He pulled Alex down the hallway.

Mulder's fingers dug into his arm, strong enough to bruise, as he dragged him back to the apartment.  Small penance for his crime. Chaos greeted them as they opened the door.  Everything had been dumped out of drawers, books scattered, furniture upended.  The phone was a mess of wires and plastic.

Alex turned on the machine and ran it along a wall that he knew did not have a bug.  No red lights.  Then he moved to the top of the windowsill where he knew he planted a bug.  Red lights flickered.  He homed in and the red lights were lit but still.  Alex ripped out the bug and gave it to Mulder who put it on the floor and stomped on it.  Then, for good measure, flushed it down the toilet.

Sirens could be heard coming down the street.  Mulder went to the window and looked out.  Just as Alex had said, a fire had broken out across the street.  Minimal damage.  No one injured.  Mulder closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the window frame.

"If anyone had gotten hurt..."  He didn't finish his thought.

Alex went to where he put the other one, in the dining room light fixture, and got it out quickly.  Mulder also stomped on that one and flushed the remains.

"Satisfied?"

"No.  You're going to take your little toy and scan every fucking inch of this place until I tell you to stop."  He pointed his gun at Alex again.

"You don't need to keep pointing that thing at me."

"Yes I do."

For two hours, Alex painstakingly ran his monitor over every single inch of Mulder's apartment and the contents.  Mulder close behind like a puppy following it's master.  Poking his gun into his side a few times for good measure.  After about 45 minutes, Mulder put his gun away.  By the time Alex was done, Mulder was pretty calm, most of the anger seemingly washed away by time.  They found nothing else.

Alex flopped down on the couch and put the device on the arm rest.

"You can keep that if you like.  You need to plug it in to recharge it though."

Mulder sat beside him and offered a grunt as a reply.

They sat there, not touching, not talking.  Just staring at the pile of stuff on Mulder's coffee table.  Books, videotapes, audiotapes, pens, pencils, pads of paper with scribbles on it, porno magazines, pictures, receipts, pay stubs, a set of Crayola markers, parts of the computer.  It was all jumbled together.

For a good 10 minutes they sat, you could cut the air with a knife.  Finally, Alex could take it no more.

"Have you eaten?"

"No."

"That's why I originally came over here, to invite you to dinner.  Get changed, let's go out."

"You want me to have dinner with you?  After what just happened?  I don't think so."

Alex clenched his jaw, then took a deep breath and spoke very softly.  "It will give me a chance to explain everything."  He looked up at Mulder who's gaze could have killed him.

"Everything.  Alex Krycek wants to explain *everything*.  This I *gotta* hear," he mocked.  Slapping his hands on the tops of his legs he stood up and strode towards the bathroom.

Mulder looked in the mirror.  His face was dirty with sweat and dust.  He washed his hands, scrubbing away the dried blood before washing his face and combing his hair.

Moving on to his bedroom he placed Alex's gun in the back of a dresser drawer.  Digging out a pair of jeans and clean shirt he dressed himself.  Buckling his belt he thought, "he'd better explain every little fucking detail or I'm going to shoot him.  I swear, I'll shoot him."  He was about to leave when a thought crossed his mind.  Grinning to himself, he got what he needed out of his drawer and put it in his pocket.  Alex was still sitting on the couch when he got back to the living room.

"Let's go."

"Where's my Smith?"

"I've put it out of harms way."

"I need my gun.  I'm not safe without it."

"I feel safer *without* you having it.  I have mine.  You can get it later when you've learned to be a good boy."

Alex looked at Mulder, his expression like granite.  He couldn't see anything in his eyes except contempt.  "Give me your keys."

"I don't think so!"

"Then we'll take my bike."

He looked at Alex.  "Why do you want to drive?"

"Because I know where we're going."

"Why can't you just give me directions?"

"Mulder, just let me drive."

He walked up to Alex and stood close to him.  Alex's eyes showed signs of worry.  Good.  He could feel the heat radiating off of his body.  Could feel his breath on his face.  He wanted to throw him down among the rubble on the floor and fuck him until he screamed his name.

"Fine.  Drive."  Mulder tossed his keys up in the air, turned and started to walk away.

Alex caught the keys and watched Mulder walk to the door.  His body ached for him.  The worse he treated him the more he wanted him.

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They drove in silence, the only sound the clicking of the turn signal.  It was very tense.  Mulder looked straight ahead, arms folded across his chest.  Alex knew he shouldn't say anything, lest feel that gun in his side again.

Alex parked the car in front of an Italian restaurant.  Mulder didn't wait as he strode ahead to the door where Alex caught up to him.  The hostess led them through and to the back.  Here was a courtyard, sanctuary from the rest of the world.  Ivy covered the fences surrounding the courtyard, small white lights twinkling among the leaves.  A trellis was against the wall of the building.  Wild grapes climbed up the trellis laden with heavy fruit.  Intimate wrought iron tables, set only for two, were scattered around the stone patio.  A solitary candle on each table provided the rest of the illumination.  The night was still warm, gentle puffs of wind barely moving the leaves of the ivy.  Soft music was playing, mingling with the murmurs of the couples that leaned in close to each other.  A cricket sang his nighttime song in a corner.

They sat down on the plush dark green cushions that covered the chairs.  Under normal circumstances this would be a very romantic place.

"Wine?  Red or white?"  Alex asked.

"Are we on a date?  I'm still fucking furious with you!"  Mulder said through clenched teeth.

"Well then.  Red it is."

The waiter came with a basket of bread and took their wine order.  Alex opened his menu.

"You're going to actually eat?"

"It's almost nine, I'm starving.  If you just want to sit there that's fine with me but this place is very good and you'd be missing out."

Mulder opened his menu.  He *was* hungry.  Starving.  Famished.  Shit.

The wine came.  Mulder ordered the Veal Cannelloni.  Alex, the Chicken and Spinach Tortellini.

Mulder took a sip of wine.

"Good?"

He swallowed and put his glass down.

"Okay Krycek, enough of the bullshit.  What the fuck happened tonight?"

"Well.  We found two bugs in your apartment..."

"That you planted."

Alex took a sip of wine.  *Nice and dry.  A strong woody taste...a fruity undernote...plums...*

"That *you* planted, Alex."

He looked at Mulder.  "That I planted."

"Why Alex?  Why did you hurt me like this?  Things were going so good."

Alex looked down at the table.

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

He shifted in his chair and looked up at Mulder.  The candlelight made soft shadows on his face, enhancing his pained expression.  He took another sip of wine, then a deep breath.

"Last week I got a little visit from our smoking friend.  Two guys grabbed me on the way back from the store.  I was careless...anyway, they took me to meet the smoking bastard.  He says he has a job for me.  I don't say anything.  He tells me that since the X-Files have been re-opened, *we have to step up our efforts to keep the truth a secret*.  He tells me I'm a good soldier and they need someone like me on their team.  The first job he has for me is to bug your apartment and find out what you knew about the black oil.  If you have found out any information they could use.  I have no choice.  If I don't do it, one of his flunkies will and who knows when I would have found the bug, what they would have heard.  I installed the bugs on Tuesday when you were out of town and listened, myself, for the rest of the week.  It's not like the cops, if you get put on a job, you're there 24-7, no relief.  Anyway, the old man meets me today for a little *listen*.  I edited a tape together of mostly harmless things.  You watching television, yelling at a baseball game.  Taking a piss.  A phone conversation between you and Scully, you were arguing over who owed who coffee the next day.  Shit like that.  Anyway, in the middle of this all he gets a phone call.  He's saying things like *that's a most unfortunate situation* and *I'm not sure we can implement that* then he says *I will have to do the job myself*.  So he says to me *Alex, keep it up and I'll expect a briefing next week*.  He leaves.  I wait an hour or so before disconnecting the equipment and rig the place to go up in smoke via an unfortunate electrical fire due to a toaster.  Took the tapes.  Saved the edited crap for the old man.  The real tapes I have in my bag.  I'm going to barbecue them myself."

"You keep saying *you* would have found the bug in my place.  What do you mean?"

Alex shifted in his chair again then took another sip of wine.  Looking up, his eyes met the hazel ones across the table.  They were boring into his skull again, making him want him very badly.

"At night when you're out of town I come and scan your place.  I also sleep there.  In the chair.  That's why you found me that day lying on your floor."

"Why?"

"To...to be close to you.  I feel safe there."  Alex looked down at the table.

"Uh huh.  You're not stealing my underwear or anything are you?  As momentos?"

Alex looked up, relieved.  "No," he laughed.

The tension had just lifted with that remark.  Both men's shoulders dropped to a relaxed position and they got comfortable in their chairs.  Mulder crossed his legs and leaned back with his glass of wine.  Alex leaned forward, elbow on the table, tracing a design on the glass table top with his finger.

"Do you really think the old man will believe the fire wiped out his surveillance equipment?"

Alex leaned back in his chair.

"I don't know.  He hasn't been the same since his *accident* last year.  He's a lot slower."

"I was actually happy to hear he was dead, even for a brief time.  When I found out he was alive I wanted to go out and hunt him down.  Sonofabitch."  Mulder almost spat at the memory.

"If they would have really wanted him dead they would have called me in.  They obviously wanted him to live."

"Yeah, but why?"

"He must know something they don't and still need him for that information.  His cronies use him as he uses them.  It's like some big passive-aggressive family.  I think they shot him to put the fear of god into him.  Make him realize he's dispensable just like the rest of us."

Their meals arrived.  Alex and Mulder picked at their food for a minute sobered by their conversation.  Finally Mulder took a bite.

"Oh this is good."  He took another bite.

"I told you."

They ate for awhile, hunger overtaking their emotions.

"Want to try some of mine?"

"Sure."

Alex pierced a tortellini on his fork, reached across and fed it to Mulder.  Mulder's hand closed around his for a moment as the tender pasta fell into his mouth.

He closed his eyes  "Mmmmmmm."

That sound did things to Alex's body that could only come from Mulder.  He wanted him.  Wanted him right here, on this table.  The mental image made his heart pound.

Mulder opened his eyes and looked at Alex, then took a sip of wine.

Alex leaned over the table and whispered, "I love you."

"You sure have a funny way of showing it today."

"I'm so sorry Fox.  I can't tell you how sorry I am."

"You can show me how sorry you are later.  Come on, your food is getting cold."

After dinner they sat sipping their wine.  Alex brought out his package of cigarettes and lit one.

"Smoking now?"

"Started again a couple of weeks ago.  Want one?"

"No."

"You're not going to lecture me on how I'll get lung cancer are you?"

"No.  But if you need oral gratification, I'm sure I can find something else for you to suck on."

Alex exhaled.

"I thought you were fucking furious with me."

"I am.  Believe me, your punishment will come later."

"Should I like the sound of this?"

"Depends on your perspective."

They ordered coffee, no dessert.

"Mulder, what did you do to this old man to make him hate you so much?  You are a huge thorn in his side."

"I was born."  Mulder sipped his coffee for a minute.  *God it was nice out here, so peaceful.  Couples having a romantic dinner under the stars.*  He looked at Alex, those eyes, that mouth.  *I can't hate him anymore, no matter how hard I try.*

"It goes deeper, back to my father.  They worked together on a project a long time ago.  I don't exactly know what went on between them but it somehow carried over to me.  It also extends to Samantha and what happened to her..."  Mulder drifted off for a second.  "I don't really care that he hates me.  There is this whole interwoven complicated thread between him and my family that I don't really understand.  A part of me wants to know everything and then there's that part that wishes it would all go away.  A lot of the secrets went with my father to his grave.  I'm sure my Mom knows some things but she won't talk about it.  I do know this though, one day I'm going to expose him and the truth.  Make him pay for how he hurt people."

"He'll fight you every step of the way."

"Good.  I don't mind a fight."

"Don't I know that."  Alex lit another cigarette.

"What about you?  Are you going to work for this guy forever?  Be his slave?"

"No.  This is my chance to grab that one thing I need to bargain with.  See, if I play along with them for awhile, I am going to find out more and more.  I can use it to my advantage."

"In the meantime, you're doing his dirty work."

"Someone has to, might as well be me.  That way I can keep an eye on things."

"And you think they won't know what you're up to?"

"I'll have to watch my back."

"It also means no more us."

"No."

"Come on Alex, how can we be together if you're going to bug my apartment and follow me?  What if they're tailing you?  How do you know they won't follow you to my place?  That's not something I want to think about.  If anyone finds out about us, I'm basically toast."

"We'll just have to take extra precautions."

He looked over the table at the man across from him.  The candle light flickering on his face, bringing his skin to a golden hue.  His green eyes sparkled in this light.  He looked so incredibly sexy right now.

Mulder leaned forward, "I don't want to give you up."

"You don't have to."  Alex whispered.  "Fox, we were meant to be together."

Mulder sighed.  It felt like something was being ripped from his heart.

"I love you Alex.  I can't live without you."  He whispered back.

Alex reached over and brushed his fingers along Mulder's hand for a brief second.  Mulder sucked in his breath, that touch like melted wax.

"I love you too.  I won't let them come between us."

Mulder sat back in his chair and finished the last of his coffee.  "This does not mean that I absolve you of your crimes.  You still have to do penance."

Alex smirked.  "What kind of penance?"

"You'll see."

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They paid their bill and left the sanctuary of the courtyard.  Mulder drove this time, out beyond the city limits.

"Where are we going?"

"Patience, we're almost there."

They came to a park with gates across the entrance.  Mulder got out of the car and swung them open.  He drove the car through then pushed them closed again.

"A little illegal activity?  Trespassing on State Land in the middle of the night?  As an FBI agent, isn't that a double felony or something?"

"That's rich coming from you.  It's not like it's Wiekamp Airforce Base or anything."

They looked at each other and laughed.

He parked the car beside a grove of trees by a small lake.  A picnic area was across a field.  Alex walked on and checked out the lake.  The moon was providing the only illumination tonight, bouncing off the water, sparkling on the surface.  A loon let out it's lonesome cry.

Mulder quietly went around and opened the trunk.  Gathering a few zip ties he stuffed them in his pocket.  He also grabbed his flashlight, placing his gun on the floor of the trunk in it's place.

"Come here."

Alex walked back to the car, stumbling over a rock, almost falling.

"Damn, it's dark out here."

Mulder turned on his flashlight and shone it in Alex's face.

"That better?"

"No, now I'm blind."

Mulder turned off the flashlight and reached out to Alex.   He put his hand around his neck, brought him in and kissed him.  His tongue explored the mouth before him, feeling the warmth.  He could faintly taste the cigarettes and coffee they had earlier.

Alex crushed himself against Mulder, savoring every second with his lover.  His hands ran over Mulder's shoulders and back, feeling the taut muscles underneath the cotton jersey he wore.

Mulder grabbed the hem of Alex's shirt and pulled it off, throwing it over his shoulder to land on the hood of the car.  He moved his hands down the chest before him, pinching the nipples there.  His mouth latched on to Alex's again who started moaning.

Mulder took his hands off of Alex for a second and pulled away, Alex giving a sigh.

"Alex.  You have been a naughty, naughty boy.  You are going to be punished."

"Oh yeah, how?"

"Put 'em up."  He jabbed his flashlight into his abdomen.

"Ow, it still hurts you know."

"Shut up or I'll gag you.  Now put your hands above your head."

Alex did as he asked.

Mulder took two of the zip ties and put them around Alex's wrists.  He lashed them together then, using a third, to an overhanging tree branch.

"This is kinky."

"I told you, shut up."

Silence.

Mulder put his hands on either side of Alex's face and kissed him one more time before breaking away.

Alex whimpered as the mouth left his own.

"Shhhhh."

Mulder moved his hands down to the fly of Alex's jeans, he was hard.  Alex's erection sprang forth as Mulder undid the buttons.  Caressing it for a second, he ran his thumb along the tip, the sticky pre-cum coating it.  Mulder brought the thumb to his mouth, licking the fluid.

"I love the taste of you Alex."  He ran his tongue down the side of the face before him, stopping to share the sensation.  His tongue probed the inside of the mouth before him, spreading the essence around.  Breaking free he started to lick down his neck to his chest.

"Hmmm that's nice."

"That's it Alex!  I warned you!"  Mulder went back to the car and opened the back door.  He came back with a roll of duct tape.

Alex couldn't see what he was doing but he heard the zzzzziiiiiiip of the tape as a length was pulled off.

"Come on Mulder, no."

He shone the flashlight in his face, blinding him again as Mulder put the piece of tape over Alex's mouth.

"I told you to shut up.  Maybe this will keep you from shooting your mouth off.  Now, where was I?  Oh yes, this lovely, most exquisite erect cock before me.  What should I do with this?  Should I caress it?  Should I lick it?  Hmmm?  What do you think Alex?"

Mulder stroked the erection in his hand.

Silence from Alex.

"I said, what do you think Alex?  Maybe..."  Mulder got on his knees, "...maybe I'll suck on it for awhile."

He pulled Alex's jeans down around his ankles before taking the entire length in his mouth.

A muffled whimper was the only sound coming from Alex.

Mulder spent about 30 seconds on Alex's cock before releasing it from his mouth.  Alex was very hard and now his plan came into play.  He stood up and removed an object from his back pocket.  Turning on his flashlight he shone it on the object.  It was a loop of rubber with a slide holding both ends together.

"Do you know what this is?"

Alex nodded his head.

"Good boy.  It's a cock ring.  See this little thing here.  This means that I can put it on you and adjust it to how tight I want it.  I can stop you coming for a long, long time."

Alex's eyes grew wide.

Mulder knelt down and shone his flashlight on Alex's cock.  He sucked the remaining pre-cum off the head before adjusting the cock ring to fit over the erection and slipping it on.

Alex began writhing against his bonds.

"Stay still.  This will hurt if you don't."

Another muffled whimper tried to escape the duct tape.

Mulder slid the ring up to the base of Alex's cock and pulled the slide tight.

A groan could be heard in Alex's throat.  He threw his head back, nostrils flaring.

Mulder gently bit at Alex's thighs bringing a stifled yelp from above.  Slowly he moved up his body, nipping all the way.  He paused at Alex's nipples again, taking them between his teeth, teasing them with his tongue.  He ran his tongue up his neck to his ear where he bit his earlobe hard.  Alex winced.

"Yes, Alex," Mulder whispered into his ear.  "I can keep that large, beautiful cock of yours hard for a very long time.  But first, it's time for your punishment."

Mulder took his belt off and held it together with both hands, making a snapping sound with it.  The silhouette of Alex could be seen against the lake, arms over his head, his cock sticking straight out.  Propping his flashlight against a rock, he angled it so the beam illuminated Alex's trembling bare ass.

He felt the belt in his hand, it was a good substitute as any for a proper "spanking" tool.  It was about 2" wide and made of hard, black harness leather.

Standing back, he flicked his wrist and cracked his belt against that ass, ensuring to hit straight on with the flat surface. Mulder's cock jumped with every slap he heard.

Alex bucked under the blow.

"See Alex," cracking the belt again.  "I remembered that you like it rough."  He whipped the belt against Alex's ass one more time.  "Do you like this?  Are you enjoying this?"  Mulder moved in close, licked his ear then whispered, "I'm having one hell of a time."

Alex was having a hard time breathing with the duct tape over his mouth.  A muffled cry came from his throat with each sting of the belt.  Sweat had broken out all over his body despite the fact that the night air had cooled considerably.

Mulder felt the hot welts on Alex's ass with his hand.  Then he stood back and whipped him again.

Another stifled cry from the man bound to the tree.

Mulder continued his relentless beating, swatting between sentences.

"You have to remember that I am a law enforcement officer." Swat.

"Anything you say, or have said can be can be used against you by me."  Swat.

"You don't need an attorney, but you will probably need a pillow to sit on later."  Swat.

"In this court, I am judge, jury and punisher and will punish you as I see fit."  Swat.

Alex let out another stifled moan.  He was totally aroused but could not gain release due to the cock ring.  It was starting to hurt.  His balls were aching, his dick was numb.  The zip ties were cutting into his wrists.  He grabbed onto the tree branch for support.

"I want you to promise me, again, that you will never ever hurt me."  Swat.

"If you hurt me again, I will have to punish you, and I might not be so nice next time."  Swat.

"And, always remember Alex Krycek, your ass belongs to me."  Swat.

Mulder threw his belt down on the ground and went around to Alex's front.  He tore the duct tape off his mouth in one motion.  Before Alex could cry out he covered his mouth with his own.  Mulder could feel the sticky residue of the tape on his lips.  He broke away allowing Alex to finally moan out loud.

Alex breathed heavily through his mouth.  God he was turned on.  If he could only come.

"Promise me Alex.  Promise you will never hurt me again."

"I....I promise."

"Good boy."  Mulder patted him on his raw and stinging ass.  He let out a cry.

"Now.  Where was I?  Oh yes, this lovely hard cock waiting for me.  Look, it's still hard!"

Mulder grabbed onto it and gave it a good tug.

Alex groaned, his eyes rolled back into his head.  Pins and needles shot though his groin, arching up through his cock.  His balls were begging for release.

"Having a rough time?"  He knelt before him again.

Alex didn't say anything, learning his lesson.

Mulder began licking the still rock hard erection.  His tongue ran up the shaft along the vein from the base to that place just under the head.  Lingering there, he teased the spot for awhile before working his way up to the tiny slit in the head.  He licked the tiny opening then nibbled along the edge.  Stopping for a second, he looked up at Alex before raking his teeth along the top.

"God!"

"He can't help you."

Mulder took the entire length into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the head and down.  Making sure to repeat the action a number of times.  He brought his mouth up and flicked his tongue over the opening again.

Alex thought he would go out of his mind.  He needed to come.  His ass was incredibly sore.  He nearly passed out when Mulder took his balls in his mouth and began rolling them around with his tongue.

Mulder released Alex then stood up and moved behind him.  Undoing his jeans, he carefully slid them down to his ankles.  His own sensitive cock weeping pre-cum.  He gathered as much as he could and lubed two fingers before teasing the opening to Alex's ass.  He was ready within a minute.  He bent him over a bit and entered with one push.

A groan came from Alex as Mulder's hips came in contact with the welts on his ass.  His pubic hair tickled them driving him insane.

Mulder had one hand on Alex's shoulder, another on his hip as he thrust into him.

"Mmmmm, Alex.  You feel so good.  I can't wait to come in your ass."

Alex whimpered.  He had to come, needed to come.  The pain of Mulder rubbing against the welts was unbearable.  He held on to the tree branch tighter, his nails digging in.  The branch made a moaning sound in time with their movements.

Mulder pumped faster.

"Oh yeah, Alex, I'm going to come and come and come.  Do you want to come too?"

Alex nodded his head.

"I can't hear you!"

"Yes!"  Alex groaned.  If he didn't come soon his fucking balls were going to explode.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes Sir!"

Mulder reached around and undid the cock ring.

It only took three thrusts until Alex came.  Pins and needles shot through his cock.  The release from his balls was extraordinary, making him feel as if he was being turned inside out.  Wave after wave of explosions wracked his body.  Letting out an animal like cry, his fluid spurted out and onto the ground.

This started Mulder's orgasm as the clench of Alex's ass muscles stopped him thrusting in his tracks.

"Ahhhhhhhhh."  He closed his eyes as fireworks went off behind his eyelids.

Alex was still jerking, breathing in deeply, his body steaming in the cool nighttime air.

Mulder kissed the back of Alex's sweaty neck.  He wasn't going anywhere for awhile, the grip on his cock was incredible.  He clung to Alex until he went soft and was able to remove himself from the hot channel.

A sob was heard coming from Alex.  Mulder went around and looked at him, biting the inside of his lip.  Maybe he went too far?  He reached out to Alex's face.

"Hey, you all right?"

Alex's head was still down.  "I've never come like that in my life."  He sobbed.  "I thought only women could have multiple orgasms."

Mulder laughed.  "I thought I hurt you!"

His head snapped up and he looked at Mulder in the light from the flashlight.  "No way lover.  Do it again."

Mulder hugged Alex and kissed him gently.

"By the way, I would have accepted *yes please*, *yes Mulder* or *Yes supreme master of my universe.*

Alex laughed.  "You did that on purpose."

"Maybe."  He kissed him again.  "Let's get you home."

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The drive home was painful to say the least for Alex.  After Mulder cut him loose he could barely get his jeans back on.  It seemed as if the car was deliberately going over the roughest roads, aiming for the potholes and bumps.

They arrived back to the apartment.  The mess and the memories of earlier in the evening strewn all over the place.  Mulder ignored the state of the living room and led Alex to the bathroom.

He undid Alex's jeans and delicately removed them, flinging them in a corner.  He did the same with his shirt.  Alex was hard again.  Mulder stroked the member gaining a sigh from him.  He turned him around and inspected his wounds.  The welts on his ass were red and raised.  There were a few, higher on his back where his aim had missed.

"The skin hasn't been broken.  It's just very red."

"Trust me, it feels great.  I love having the shit beat out of me then fucked up the ass."

"I know, that's why I did it."

Mulder took a cloth and rinsed it out with cold water.  He then proceeded to pat the welts, washing them.

"Mmmmm, that's better."

He kissed the back of Alex's neck and moved down his back to his welts.  He kissed each and every one of them.

Alex snickered at the thought of Mulder kissing his *American Ass* right now but said nothing.

Mulder rummaged under the sink and came up with a bottle of Aloe Vera gel.  He squirted some on his hand and rubbed it over the welts, taking his time.

"Ahhhhh.  That's nice."

"That feel good?"

"Mmmmmmm."

"Sometimes you have to experience the pain to enjoy the pleasure."

He closed his eyes, relishing the sensation of the cool gel being rubbed into his wounds.  "Fox?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Does my ass really belong to you?"

"Yeah it does.  No one but me."

Mulder leaned forward and kissed Alex's neck again.  A small moan escaped Alex's lips.  He slowly kissed his shoulders and moved around to his front.  Kissing his chest, his neck, finally up to Alex's mouth.  He licked along his lips before sliding his tongue between them.  Putting his hands on his shoulders, he rubbed his arms before breaking free.

"Bed."

Mulder took Alex's hand and led him to the bedroom..  He made sure his blinds were securely closed before stripping off his clothes and turning on the bedside light.  Alex stood there, waiting for him.  After Mulder was naked he strode over and held Alex in his arms.  He felt so good, the soft skin against his, their erections pressing into each other.  He moved them over to the bed.  They lay down on their sides, facing each other.  With one hand Mulder caressed Alex's shoulders and back, with the other he grasped both of their erections, rubbing his hand over them, squeezing them together.

Alex moaned.

"I love you Alex.  I'm going to make love to you until you can't take it anymore."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"The light's still on."

"I like to watch you come."

Mulder started kissing Alex softly on the mouth, growing more passionate with each second.  Soon his tongue was exploring his mouth.  A moan came out of the wet warmth before him.

Alex tried to roll over on top of Mulder but he was stopped.

"No, this is all for you."

Mulder kissed his neck and up onto Alex's left shoulder.  Kissing the wound that was there from Tunguska and down his arm.  He kissed over to his chest and up to Alex's nipple.  Gently, he rolled Alex on to his back and began sucking at the nipple.  His lips made a trail over to the other nipple where his tongue ran around the perimeter.

Arching his back, a whimper escaped from Alex's lips.  Mulder's tongue was making his nipples hard and his cock ache.

Mulder kissed down Alex's torso, the smooth skin and fine hairs under his lips like silk.  Licking down from his navel he nuzzled Alex's erection against his chin.  His stubble grating along the hard velvety shaft.  Alex gave a little jump.

"Ohhhhhh Fox."

Mulder teased Alex's cock with his fingers, stroking his fingertips gently along the length.

"This is all for you Alex...all for you."

He licked the head, tasting the bitter saltiness there.  Circling it with his tongue he paused, teasing the slit in the top as Alex seemed to like that.

"Mmmmmmm."

He licked down the hard shaft to the heavy sac underneath.  His tongue ran around and under to where it joined Alex's body.  He could feel him shudder as his tongue grazed along the puckered opening underneath and flicked back and forth.  Moving upwards he took the sac in his mouth, rolling the tightening balls around with his tongue.

Alex breathed in sharply as Mulder moved his mouth off of his balls and licked a trail up his throbbing cock.

Mulder took him in his mouth, relaxing his throat muscles to allow the whole length in.

Alex let out a moan and gripped the sheets, twisting them in his hands.

Mulder brought his mouth up and down over Alex's velvety hardness.  He was hard too, his cock throbbing between his legs.  He caressed Alex's balls with the knuckles of his right hand while his left held on to the base of the pulsating member.

Alex was moaning and writhing, trying hard not to fuck Mulder's mouth.  For a guy who just started giving blowjobs a few months ago he was magnificent.

Mulder's mouth was sliding over the silky smooth cock in his mouth.  His tongue was swirling over the head, flicking against the vein up the back.  He maintained an even pressure and had Alex moaning within minutes.  His right hand moved down and teased the tight opening below his balls with a finger.

The sensation was more than Alex could bear.  "Fox...Fox...I'm gonna...Fox!"  His hips bucked up as he emptied himself into Mulder's mouth.

Mulder looked up at Alex, his face was contorted, eyes rolled back in his head, mouth twisted into a grimace.  Then peaceful, letting out a moan as he came.  He could feel the hot, salty cum slide down his throat as he watched Alex who pumped into his mouth a few times before coming still.  Mulder ensured to suck up every last drop.

He kissed up the length of Alex's body.  His lover's eyes were burning bright green.

"Fox, you are incredible."

"Tell me that when I'm done."

"You're not done?"

"No.  That was just the appetizer."

"You should have told me it was pot-luck, I would have brought cupcakes."

Mulder laughed then put his mouth over Alex's, kissing him deeply.  He settled down beside his lover, wrapping his arms around him.

"How's your ass?"

"I'll survive.  I've had worse."

Mulder kissed the scar on the shoulder before him.  "I know."

"Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it."

"You really do like the rough stuff, don't you?"

Alex breathed in, "yeah, I do."

"Anything else you want to try?"

"I'll let you know.  Trust me, I won't let tonight go unnoticed."

"Hmmm."  Mulder kissed the shoulder again.  "Is that a threat?"

"More of a promise."

They lay there for awhile, Mulder's arms wrapped around Alex from behind.  His quivering erection pressed against Alex's ass.

"Are you going to do something about that?"

"Eventually."

"I meant me."

"Hmmm.  So soon?  Oh I forgot, you're the insatiable Alex Krycek, ready at a moment's notice."

"That's me."

Mulder rolled Alex underneath him.  Pressing his weight down, he kissed Alex, rubbing their erections against each other.  Both men relished the warm sensation.

Alex could taste the saltiness still on his lips.

Moving down, he nipped at the smooth skin of Alex's chest.  Finding Alex's right nipple, his tongue circled around and around before his lips latched on to it, bringing it to a hard nub.

A sigh escaped from the man underneath him.

Licking up his chest to his neck he finally that luscious mouth.  His tongue probed the hot wetness before him, circling around the tongue in there.  Mulder pulled away gaining a groan from Alex.

Mulder grabbed the lube from beside the bed and liberally coated his cock before lying beside Alex.

"Roll over on your side, back to me."

Alex did as commanded.

"Now put your top leg over, in front of you."

Again, Alex complied.

Mulder  teased the opening with the head of his cock, making it wider and wider until he could push himself inside.

"Oh Alex...you always feel so good."

Alex could only answer with a cry of desire.

Mulder began their gentle lovemaking, slowly moving back and forth.  His cock inched in and out of Alex, creating a new, subtle pleasure.  He reached over and held Alex's cock, stroking it lightly.  They were joined like this, one behind another, gentle moans escaping from each man.  Mulder kissed Alex's neck, tasting the salt, drinking in his scent.  He buried his head in the short hair at the back of his head, nuzzling it with chin.

"Harder...."

"What?"

"Harder."

"You want it harder?"

"Yeah, harder."

"I thought your ass was sore?"

"It is but I still want it harder."

Mulder pulled out of Alex and rolled him on his back, bringing his legs up, over his shoulders.  He entered Alex again, moaning at the sensation.

"If this is what you really want...?"

"Mmmmmm, yeah, this is what I really want."

Mulder started moving in and out of Alex, developing a rhythm before gaining strength.

"You want it harder?"

"Mmmmm, yeah, harder."

Mulder started slamming into Alex, rolling forward to grasp Alex's cock in his hand.

"Oh yeah, Fox.  Yeah, that's how I like it."

Mulder stroked Alex with his fist, matching the tempo of his hips.

"Is this hard enough?"  He looked into those sensuous green pools before him.  The red lips twisted into a smirk.

"Oh Fox, it's hard baby, oh yeah...."

He slammed into Alex's ass, sweat trickling down his brow.  Bending over, he kissed Alex, squeezing his erection between their torsos.

"Oh Fox....yeah, oh yeah...."

Mulder leaned back and started pumping at a rapid pace, his hand furiously working on Alex's cock.  Their eyes remained locked on, wide with passion.

"Alexxx....Nuuuuhhh."  Mulder closed his eyes as stars went off behind his eyelids.

Alex was not far behind.  His orgasm set off bright lights behind his own eyelids that fluttered shut for a moment.

"Fox!"  Alex dug his nails into Mulder's arms and thrust his hips upward as he came, his seed coating both of them.

Mulder collapsed on top of Alex, breathing heavily, kissing the stubbled cheek beside him.

After what seemed like an eternity, Mulder pulled out of Alex and cleaned them both up.

Alex waited for him to lie down again before he put his head on his chest, his arms around him.

Mulder kissed the dark hair.  "You're wearing me out Skippy."

"You're not that much older than me Mulder, you should be able to handle it."

"I just need to catch my breath once in awhile"

"But it feels so good."  Alex nipped at Mulder's chest.

"Hey, come on, I'm sensitive there you know."

"Hmmm.  Ten minutes then we go again."

"Yeah, whatever, ten minutes."  Mulder's eyes were starting to close.

A few minutes later both men were snoring lightly.

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3:45 a.m.

"Fox...Fox."  Mulder opened one eyelid.  It was dark.  Alex was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully clothed.  Leaning over Mulder, his arm around him.

"What's wrong?"

"I have to go."

"Now?"

"Remember those extra precautions we talked about?"

"That doesn't mean you have to leave in the middle of the night."

"Yes, I do.  They'll be wanting answers from yesterday, it's better if I find them."

"Need I remind you that you *arrived* in the daylight yesterday, what makes a difference now?"

"I knew they weren't watching.  They were too busy taking care of the old man and the *emergency* whatever the hell it was."

Mulder sighed and reached out to the leather clad arm that was around his waist.

"When can I see you again?"

"I don't know.  We'll have to wait and see.  I'm going to have to ditch the e-mail address."

"How am I going to contact you?"

"You can't."

"Dammit!  That's unacceptable.  I need to be able to contact you, especially now."

"Fox, honey, don't be angry."  Alex reached out and ran the backs of his fingers along his cheek.  "It's only for a little while."

"Fuck Alex, how am I supposed to feel?  You're playing with fire, I don't like this."

"I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about me."

"How can I *not* worry about you?"  Mulder sat up.  "I don't trust the people you're working with."

Alex took in a deep breath.  "Look, as much as it pains me to leave here tonight I have to.  I need a little time to get what I need then I'm out."

Mulder couldn't see his face but he knew Alex's eyes were sincere.  "You have all my numbers?"

"Committed to memory."

Alex reached out and held Mulder, nuzzling his head with his chin.

"I love you Fox.  I meant it when I said I won't let them come between us."

"I love you too Alex."  He held on to him, caressing the soft leather, the smell that always reminded him of Alex.

Alex held him for a few minutes.  "I should go now."

Mulder sighed.  "I really hate to."

"I'll be back."  He cupped Mulder's chin in his hand and kissed him deeply before standing up.

"Be careful Alex."

"I will."

Alex walked out of the bedroom, and out the front door, shutting it quietly behind him.

Mulder punched his pillow in frustration before lying down again.

"Those fuckers better not touch him or there will be hell to pay.  I'm going to kill that old motherfucker if it's the last thing I do."

He grabbed the pillow next to him and breathed in Alex's scent, holding it until he fell into a fitful sleep.

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