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