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" ;-)

WARNING!!! - This is the Bondage/Domination part, so skip it if you don't like that! But it's really very mild.


Walter Skinner's apartment
Crystal City
3 weeks later
11:21 p.m.

Mulder slumped down on the couch before Walter had even closed the door. He was fagged, tired to the bone, but happy nevertheless. They had spent the weekend in a rather small town in North Carolina at a small bed & breakfast. It was the first time they had spent a weekend just sitting together, talking and walking around outside. They couldn't walk around in D.C. together, and so it was a nice change not to have to hide.

Walter sat down beside him and closed his eyes, his head leant against the back of the couch.

"Sunday evening traffic's a bitch. Next time we should head back a bit earlier."

Fox just nodded, too tired to comment. A smile spread across his face as he remembered the night before. They hadn't had sex since Friday evening but lying in bed with Walter curled around him was one of his most precious memories with a lover.

He took Walter's hand which rested between their thighs in both his hands and stroked the back of it, his long fingers entangled with Skinner's thick ones.

"Thank you for this wonderful weekend, Walter."

Eyes still closed, Skinner smiled and answered, "You're welcome, Fox. I wanted it to be special."

Mulder opened his eyes and turned his head to the man beside him. He leant over and kissed him on the cheek. Opening his eyes, Walter smiled again, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Are you sure you're as tired as you told me in the car?"

Mulder's smile transformed into a grin, eyes laughing back at his lover.

"Why, Walter, I think with the right activity to keep me occupied, I might be able to stay awake a little longer. You think you can provide a suitable activity?"

Skinner got up from the couch and looked down at him.

"I'm sure I can think of something or other. Do you have a spare suit or will we have to get up really early?"

"I've packed one just in case. You know, a good agent is always prepared."

Walter laughed and pulled Fox up from the couch.

"Come on, agent, I've got a special assignment for you."

"Oooohhh, Walter, I love it when you turn boss at me."

"Try to remember that when we're in the office."


Walter slapped him friendly on the backside as Mulder sauntered into the bedroom. Fox laughed and pulled off his tee shirt letting it fall to the ground where he stood. Skinner caught him around the waist and tackled him down on the bed, landing on top of him and pressing his body into the soft mattress. His mouth descended on Mulder's and his hungry tongue pried it open, moving between the teeth and tasting the flavors inside. Their tongues battled as their hands roamed across the other's body, shedding the remaining clothes bit by bit. Walter came up for air but Fox pulled him back immediately feasting on his mouth again. He couldn't get enough of his lover's kisses.

Finally getting away from Mulder's hungry mouth, Walter trailed kisses along his jaw, gently licking and nibbling on his ear. Then he moved down the throat and along the collarbone. Fox held his head between his hands trying to gently press him down to where he longed to be touched by that wonderful lips. But Walter would have nothing of that. He took the hands clutched to his head and pressed them down on the bed on both sides of Fox's head. Lifting his head so that he could look into his lover's eyes, he gently squeezed his wrists. When he spoke his voice was low and hoarse, sending shivers down Mulder's spine.

"Don't move your hands. Keep them where they are or I'm going to stop. Have I made myself clear, boy?"

That tone of voice aroused Mulder more than he could have imagined possible at the moment and his throbbing cock ached even more to be touched. He closed his eyes and let out a groan. *Oh, god, I can't believe I'm so hard. I'm just glad I've never reacted to his orders like this in the office.*

Skinner's voice brought him out of his reverie as he repeated his question.

"Have I made myself clear, boy?"

Mulder swallowed and nodded.

"Yes, sir."

Walter smirked and leaned down until his mouth was practically brushing Mulder's ear and he could feel the hot breath on it.

"Good. I see we understand each other."

"Yes, sir."

Walter let go of his wrists and moved down his lover's body, letting Mulder feel the whole of his own body and got up off the bed.

"Leave your eyes closed, boy, and don't speak unless I address you or give you permission."

He stood at the end of the bed and looked at the naked form in front of him. His eyes roamed across the beautiful face down over the slightly haired chest and then rested on the half-aroused cock. He smiled to himself as he thought about his normally disobedient agent who lay now very much obedient and willing on his bed.

*Well, who'd have thought that he could actually follow orders if he wanted to.*

Walter turned around and walked over to his dresser drawer. He opened the first drawer, the one he had cleared for some of Mulder's clothes, and pulled out two of Mulder's ugliest ties. Walking back to the bed, Walter smiled at the thought that he could now put those ties to a better use than they had around his lover's neck. He sat down on the bed beside Mulder and tied his hand to the headrest.

Fox started at the silky feel on his wrist and the restraint it put him in. He didn't like to be restrained but he trusted Walter and knew he wouldn't hurt him. Walter had already tied his other hand to the bed and was now soothingly stroking his cheek. He relaxed and surrendered himself to his lover. He mentally let himself get into the game and started to feel arousal flow through him at being totally at his lover's mercy. He hadn't opened his eyes, as he had been told, and was now anticipating Walter's hands on his body.

He didn't have to wait long. Walter's hands moved away from Mulder's face and started their journey don't his body. He only touched him with his fingertips, stroking over the chest muscles and ever so slightly over the nipples. They hardened at the simple touch and Walter's finger went on down to the abdomen. He blew little breaths over the nipples while his fingers outlined the muscles until Mulder squirmed and lifted himself up to feel more of his lover on him.

Fox almost moaned at the loss of Skinner's hands on him but managed to hold it back.

"Did I allow you to move, boy?"

Skinner's low voice sent shivers down Mulder's spine and even more blood to his rock hard cock. He groaned and tried to lie still.

"No, sir. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Please."

He waited for the loving, caressing hands of the other man, wanted to feel them back on his body, his nipples and most of all on his aching member.

It was all he could do not to jump as rough fingers pinched his sensitive nipples and pain and pleasure shot through him. He groaned but didn't move and was rewarded with hot lips closing over the just abused nipple. His moans grew louder as the lips suckled the tiny nub and a tongue flicked it lightly. Then the mouth moved over to the other one, giving equal attention to it. Mulder yearned for his hands to be free to touch the beautiful, strong body of his lover but he couldn't get out of his restraints and part of him didn't really want to. He could feel Walter's hands softly stroking in circles around his nipples and across his belly, then down his left thigh and up again. Walter's mouth was right beside his face and hot breath grazed his ear. His tongue darted out and outlined the shell and dipped inside until Fox was shivering and quivering with need and arousal. His whole body vibrated and his lover still hadn't touched his cock.

Fox openly sobbed when Walter rolled away from him and stood up. He didn't dare open his eyes but he could hear the ragged breathing of his lover to his right side. He wanted to ask why he had stopped but knew he wasn't allowed to speak and instead bit his tongue. By now he was ready to beg for Walter to make love to him or just to jerk him off or to fuck him as hard as he could, he just wanted, no desperately needed, to be finished off. His whole body needed release and he hoped his lover would grant it soon. Right now he would do anything for him, promise anything, give anything to Walter Skinner.

The tension grew with every second he waited and when Skinner's hot mouth closed around Mulder's aching, throbbing cock, sucking it in hard, the younger man came off the bed and couldn't stop the cream as he climaxed, shooting his creamy white cum into his lover's mouth.

Several minutes later, Mulder came to cradled in the strong arms of his lover. His entire body felt like Jell-O but also very sated. He looked up into deep brown eyes and smiled lazily. He was about to say something when he remembered he actually wasn't aloud to speak without permission.

"Permission to speak, sir?"

Walter's face was stern but his eyes twinkled with laughter.

"Speak."

"Thank you, sir."

The laughter in Skinner's eyes deepened and he smiled down at his lover.

"You're welcome, boy. And now get on your stomach. We have some unfinished business here."

Mulder frowned but then looked down his lover's body and understood. He hurriedly lay down on the bed and spread his legs and arms. Skinner again tied him to the bed and got the lube and a condom out of the bedside table.

"Ok, boy, ass up."

Mulder did as he was told and Walter put some pillows under his hips. Skinner spread out across his lover's body, his erection pressed into the crease of the man's ass below him. He dipped his head and began gently nipping at his lover's neck, suckling along the strong column. Mulder moaned and writhed beneath him moving his head to give better access. Walter pushed himself up on his forearms and moved along the spine and across the broad shoulders. He slid down until he reached the younger man's buttocks and gently bit them and then kissed each.

Fox groaned as his lover's teeth scraped his sensitive skin. He felt Skinner's strong fingers gripping his ass cheeks and spreading them apart. The tongue on his body's entry shot an electric shock through his body and lifted him off the bed. He moaned, his breath coming out in pants.

"Oh, god, Walter, please..."

A strong hand came down on his buttocks and he yelped, more from the suddenness than from hurt.

"Have you forgotten your place, boy?"

Walter's deep, husky voice made him shiver and remember. He hurried to apologize for his mishap so he would feel his lover's tongue on him again.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry. Please don't stop."

"Very well, boy, but don't talk again or I'll have to think of a better way to make you behave than just to stop touching you. And believe me you don't want to make me mad."

Mulder swallowed hard at the thoughts that ran through his head of what Walter would do to make him follow his orders. He still felt the tingle of his lover's hand on his ass.

But then all thoughts left him as he felt his lover's tongue on him again. Walter probed and penetrated him with his tongue, loosening the tight muscle until it opened up for him readily. He lifted himself up and sat on his haunches between his Fox' legs. A few moments later, his lubricated finger entered the younger man's body, moving in and out, joined by another one only seconds later. He flexed the fingers and brushed them against Fox' prostate eliciting more moans from him. Fox was more than ready for him and so he removed his fingers from the writhing body in front of him and put on a condom, coating it with a handful of lubricant. He positioned himself above his lover and leaned down to his ear.

"Who do you belong to?", he whispered.

Mulder's heart already beat wildly against his chest and sweat covered his entire body but the throaty voice of the stronger man above him made his heart skip a beat and sweat run down his face in rivulets. His whole body was a single nerve ending, the loving preparations of his lover had him already hard again and he yearned for the feeling of Skinner filling his body. He longed for their bodies to be one. But before he could have what he wanted so badly he had to answer Walter's question.

*Come on, Mulder, just open your mouth and say what you already know is the truth.*

He felt Walter's hands in his hair, gripping it firm without hurting him.

"Well, boy, who do you belong to?", Walter repeated his question. It was all he could do not to forget the question and to plunge into this compliant body beneath him but he wanted to hear Mulder say it. He needed to hear those words from that luscious mouth. And he knew they were also true for him.

Mulder cleared his throat weakly and finally answered.

"I belong to you, only you. I'm yours forever."

Walter smiled and with one smooth thrust pushed inside his lover's body. The friction on his rock-hard cock almost made him come immediately but he stilled himself and concentrated on getting his body under control again. Mulder, however, didn't make it easy for him, wriggling against him, begging him silently to move.

A few seconds later his breathing was almost back to normal and he started to slowly thrust in deeper. Mulder gripped the sheets beneath his hands and moaned approvingly. Walter pulled back out and started a slow rhythm, thrusting in more and more with each stroke. Sweat dripped from his body and the drops splashed on the back of his lover mingling with Mulder's own.

Fox raised his hips to meet each thrust of Walter and silently willed him to move faster. It seemed as if Walter had read his mind for he sped up his rhythm only a few seconds later. Mulder tried to encourage him more by tightening his muscles around his lover's sheathed cock.

Walter groaned unable to keep the steady strokes and plunged into the willing body under him. His breath now came out in pants as he thrust faster and faster, each time harder and harder. Mulder was now constantly making noises of pleasure, lifting his hips up in counter rhythm. Walter's body was tensed up and it longed for release but he willed himself to keep it up a little longer and reached under Mulder's body engulfing the hard cock of his lover in his strong hand.

Fox almost came as the thick fingers closed around him but then couldn't hold back any longer when Walter stroked him forcefully. His orgasm hit him hard and he screamed his lover's name as he shot his white cum over the bed and Walter's hand. Fox' orgasm triggered Walter's own as the tight muscle clamped down on his cock and with a final thrust he came, Fox' name on his lips.

A few minutes later Walter came to as he heard a groan from below him. His foggy brain registered the voice of his lover and he finally cleared his head enough to notice that he was still lying on the younger man pressing him with his whole body into the mattress.

Fox' eyes were closed, hands still clenched in the sheets. Walter's weight on him made it hard to breathe but he loved being surrounded by the older man. His body was still covered with sweat as was Skinner's but having his lover as a blanket helped him not to be chilled by the room's air. Walter hadn't moved and he felt him in his body. On some occasions Walter would withdraw right after their orgasms but Fox loved it when he stayed inside him. It made him feel connected to his lover and he felt safe.

A shiver ran through Skinner as the air in the room dried the sweat on his body and he propped himself up on an elbow. He was totally exhausted but happy. Though he had enjoyed their sexless days he always loved making love to Fox. He still couldn't believe Mulder was still with him and seemed to enjoy every minute. There were times where they fought about one thing or other, especially about sunflower seeds on the carpet or in the bed or Skinner's cleaning obsession, but on the whole they got along very well. He even liked listening to one of Mulder's tirades about alien abductions or UFO sightings. It was amazing how he could easily throttle Mulder when he started such a lecture in the office but could stop anything he was just doing and listen to him at home. He forgot everything around him when he listened to the voice of his lover.

Right now though Walter knew he had to get off this very lover unless he wanted to have a flat Fox Mulder and so slipped out of him. After he'd gotten rid of the condom, he untied Mulder's wrists from the bed and crashed down beside him. Fox immediately crawled over and sprawled over his chest. Gentle fingers drew irregular patterns on Walter's pecs and around his nipples and he felt the hot breath on his skin.

A minute later Fox turned his head and looked up, a thousand-watt- smile on his face. Walter was still trying to get his racing heart under control though his breath had almost calmed down.

"Damn, I'm to old for this. From Day One on I knew you'd be the death of me but I hadn't quite thought you'd kill me with sex", Walter groaned.

The smile on his lover turned into a smug grin and he replied, "At least you'll die happy, big guy."

Walter snorted and said, "Well, thanks. But I'd rather stay alive a little longer, mind you."

Mulder fell silent for a moment and his face lost the cheerful expression.

"I'd rather you stay alive a lot longer, Walter. I don't want to be without you anymore."

Walter smiled and stroked his lover's cheek.

"Me, too, Fox. You know I love you, don't you?"

The smile was back on Mulder's face as he said, "Yeah, I think I gathered as much. And I love you, too, Walter. I don't know if I tell you often enough but I really do."

"I know, Fox. Now sleep."

"Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir."

Mulder grinned into the darkness and closed his eyes, feeling safe surrounded by the strong arms of his lover, boss and friend.


End part 03/03