Title: Sound Bytes I
Email address: Peach1250@hotmail.com
Warnings: This story contains m/m relationship. If these things bother you *GO AWAY NOW*
Disclaimer: The characters of Skinner, Krycek and the X-Files belong to Chris Carter, 1013 Productions and the Fox Network. No copyright infringement is intended no money is being made.
NOTES: Thanks to Josan as always.
Walter had come home from a long tiring day. He had taken a long hot shower to relax aching muscles. He exited the bathroom in a cloud of steam only to be hit low and knocked onto his bed. The light from the bathroom extinguished as he turned over and tried to sit up.
A warm naked body landed on him, knocking him back flat on the bed. A low, well loved growl vibrated against his ear. His replying growl received a brief chuff of laughter.
A familiar hand gripped his ear, pulling him forward into a kiss. A kiss he felt down to his toes. He had expected to see Alex this weekend but not tonight. But then he hadn't 'seen' him yet.
He spread his legs, allowing his lover's body to nest between them. Alex ground his erection against Walter's to the sound of the older man's groan.
Alex's mouth covered the pulse point and, as he sucked, the first whimper emerged. The whimpers escalated as he ground harder against Walter.
Another mournful groan as Alex rose from the bed, reaching into the bedside table for lube. The sound of the cap flipping, then the squish of the tube being squeezed, then the juicy sound of a cock being coated.
More sounds of a body sliding over sheets as Walter scooted farther onto the bed. The squeak of bedsprings as Alex's weight joined Walter's on the bed.
A loud sucking in of a breath followed by a sigh as the big man was impaled. A deep rumble of pleasure from the unseen impaler.
The succulent sound of a thick cock working a writhing man into a frenzy as he was emptied and filled, over and over again.
Screams piercing the dark as Walter's cock jerked and painted two males with come.
Sweat slick bodies making music as they moved together. A tongue caressing an ear as the younger man purred his contentment.
Big hands moving through the sweat on his lover's back.
"Honey, I'm home."
"Good! Wanna fuck?"
"What? Where're my pipe and slippers? Don't I get dinner first? You'll be drummed out of the June Cleaver Society."
"I'd say fuck June Cleaver but she's not my type."
Alex's laugh was soft.
"Guess I am, huh?"
"You definitely are. If you'll pull that big thing out of me, I'll order us some dinner."
"I thought you liked that big thing in you."
"You're the one who brought up dinner."
"Later. Right now I want to keep my big thing right where it is."
A low rumbling purr and two arms wrapping tightly around him were his only answer.
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