Title: Getting Some Rest
Author: BelieverXX
E-mail: BelieverXX@aol.com
Category: Mulder/Skinner Slash Romance Angst
Rating: NC-17, (very) mild Bondage and Domination
Spoilers: Don't know but takes place right after Redux II
Summary: Here's what happened after the boys "got some rest" ;-)
In the kitchen he grabbed a pen and a yellow piece of paper from a
pad near the fridge and sat down at the kitchen table. He had to
think a few minutes and then scribbled down a few sentences. Leaving
the note on the table, he went back into the living room. Skinner
was still lying fast asleep on the couch. With a long, last look
Mulder quietly left the apartment.
Walter Skinner's apartment
3:12 a.m.
Walter woke up with a start. Something wasn't quite right but he
couldn't put a finger on it. Frowning he looked around the dark,
quiet room.
*Mulder!*
He jumped off the couch and went up the stairs to look in the bed-
room and bathroom. Mulder's clothes were gone and the bed had been
made. Skinner sighed and walked downstairs again.
The yellow note greeted him when he entered the kitchen. He slowly
took it up and read.
"Dear Walter,
I had to go home to change before going to work but I didn't
want to wake you.
I would like to see you this evening so please call or email
me.
The last two days were the best in my life.
Fox"
*Fox*
Walter smiled. The simple signature meant more than six pages full
of words could ever have. He folded the small paper and went back
upstairs to put it into his wallet. Looking at the recently made
bed, he decided to sleep on the couch for the rest of the night.
FBI Headquarters
X-Files Division
10:30 a.m.
Mulder sat at his desk gnawing some sunflower seeds. He was alone
and felt it more today than ever before. Scully wouldn't come back
to work for at least a few more days but that was okay with him. He
knew quite well that she needed some time to recover from everything
she'd gone through during the last few days, hell the last few
months. Maybe even the last four years, ever since she walked into
this office.
But that didn't mean he didn't miss her. He missed her a lot. But
she would be back soon and they could go after liver-eating mutants
and shapeshifting aliens again. He just hoped she wanted to. After
all, she might have reached the point where she wanted a normal
life, with a husband and her two and a half kids, a house and a
yarn.
But he needed a friend to talk to about what had happened, though
he knew he couldn't talk about it with Scully right now.
*No, I have to think about what to tell her, and how. Damn, how
do you do something like that? How do you tell your partner that
you've fucked your boss? Or even worse, fallen in love with him.*
That brought his mind back to Skinner. He had spent the last two
hours reliving every second of the last two days in his mind. The
way Walter had touched him, from head to toe, how his mouth had
worked his cock, tongue pressed against the shaft. Fingers
penetrating and stroking him into oblivion.
*Thank god for an eidetic memory.*
He still didn't know how to make it work but he sure as hell was
ready to try. They had to be very careful and there still was no
guarantee that Cancerman wasn't going to find out. Thinking of
that Smoking Bastard made him shiver. He quickly changed his train
of thoughts back to his lover.
The homemade porn that had been playing in front of his mind's
eye was stopped when his computer announced he had mail.
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From: walter_skinner@fbi.gov
To: fox_mulder@fbi.gov
Subject: Meeting
I'll be at the reflecting pool at noon. Please meet me there.
Skinner
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Mulder smiled.
*Leave it to Skinner to write such a romantic invitation.*
Reflecting pool at the Washington Monument
11.53 a.m.
Skinner looked around and saw Mulder sitting on a bench near the
pool, elbows resting on his knees. It was a warm and sunny day and
he had shed his jacket and had rolled up his shirt sleeves. Walter
approached him from behind.
"I'm impressed, Agent Mulder, you're early. I think that's a first."
Mulder's head swiveled around, his lips curving into a lopsided
grin as his eyes took in the tall, handsome man who he now called
his lover. Seeing Skinner lifted up his mood another few notches
at once. The loneliness he had been feeling since the second he'd
left the apartment last night was gone.
He was happy. As happy as he had ever been in his sorry excuse
for a life. Scully was going to be fine (and this time he would
actually believe her if she said that to him) and he had found
something he thought he'd never find. And moreover he found it
with someone who he had come to first respect, then trust and
then love. And he had wanted respect from that man as well. He
just hadn't known he'd had it all the time.
Skinner sat down beside him, looked around cautiously and then
smiled.
"Hello, ... Fox."
Mulder waited for the familiar feeling of disgust and shame he
associated with his name but it wouldn't come. His father had
always said his name in an accusatory tone but the way Walter
said it, it felt good, not yet familiar but definitely not bad.
He smiled back and said, "Hope you slept well. I couldn't wake
you. You looked so cute, just like a big, soft bear."
Skinner growled good-naturedly, "Keep it up, boy, and I'm gonna
show you what a bear I am."
"Oohh, promises, promises", Mulder crooned.
Walter threw back his head and laughed and Fox joined him a
few seconds later. He still had to get used to a smiling and
laughing Walter S. Skinner but he hoped he could help in loosening
the other man up a bit.
A few minutes later they calmed down again. Walter took off his
wire-rims and wiped away some tears that had escaped his eyes.
Mulder turned around a bit, with his left arm resting on the back
of the bench and his left leg lying bent on the bench. Skinner
put on his glasses again and looked into his hazel eyes.
"Oh god, Fox, you're incorrigible. What am I gonna do with you?"
"Lots and lots of fun things I hope, Walter. So, can we meet
tonight? I'll be going to the hospital to see Scully after work
but I could be at your apartment at about 7."
"Sure, sounds good. Bring some beer, we killed my stock yesterday."
Fox nodded and steeled himself for what he had to tell Skinner
next. He had been thinking of how to address this subject the
entire morning but still hadn't come up with a satisfactory way.
He swallowed and bit his lower lip.
"I have to tell Scully."
Walter gasped and coughed and would have probably choked if he had
eaten or drunk anything right then.
"Why?"
"Oh, come on, Walter, don't be stupid. Of course I have to tell
her, maybe not today but soon. I can't keep something like that
from her for long."
Walter frowned, lips slightly agape, and looked across the
reflecting pool. He took a deep breath and kneaded his big hands.
Mulder's eyes watched the strong, thick fingers and remembered
where they had stroked and kneaded his body only a bit more than
twelve hours ago. His cock twitched as he thought of them moving
along his chest, pinching his nipples, travelling down to his
groin, calloused hands on his sensitive flesh.
His breathing increased and he found himself fighting a hard-on he
had thought he'd had under control when he had been in his office.
He took his jacket from where it lay beside him and draped it over
the front of his suit pants.
He lifted his head as the man beside him sighed and turned back to
him. He knew Skinner wasn't very happy about him telling Scully but
he knew Scully would shoot him (again) if he didn't tell her and
she found out on her own. And he wasn't sure she would aim this high
again.
"Okay, I guess you're right. You want me there with you when you
tell her?"
Fox knew Walter didn't really want to but was going to do it if he
asked. He considered the question but decided to let him off the
hook. He smiled and said, "No, I think I should talk to her alone.
We'll agree on a time for me to call you after I talked to her. That
way, if I don't call, you'll have a chance to run and hide because
she's probably shot me and is after you then."
The smile Walter tried to put on his face only turned out as a
grimace and Fox laughed at his misery.
"Walter, I'm just kidding. She'll be okay."
The other man just nodded and looked at his watch.
"I'm afraid I have to go. I have a meeting with the director and
the other ADs about the what's going to happen now that Blevins is
dead. I just hope I don't have to deal with your murdering
Ostelhoff today. We'll talk about it tonight okay?"
"Okay."
The AD got up from the bench and started to walk away but then
turned around and squeezed Mulder's shoulder.
"Say hello to Scully for me, will you?"
Fox smiled and replied, "Sure. See you tonight, Walter."
End part 02