Title: Valentine's Day
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Warnings: This story contains explicit m/m sex. If these things bother you *GO AWAY NOW*
Archive: DitB, Slashing Mulder. Others just ask
Disclaimer: The characters of Skinner and Mulder, and 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.
NOTE: This is a follow up to Anniversary. I expect this to have two additional parts. The first of which is almost written and is called Christmas. The fourth will be the boys night out.
"Fox, why don't you see if you can help my panther relax while I cook breakfast. Iíll bring it up to you guys."
Walter leaned down and gave *his* panther a long good morning kiss. If anyone else had tried to call him panther he would have shown them his claws. With Walter he just purred. Of course, I've got no room to talk. Walter is the only one that I allow to call me Fox.
The first time he did it I squawked. He just raised that eyebrow at me and informed me that he was normally on a first name basis with people he fucked. Now, he said, if I had no desire to continue, we could stop right here and forget this ever happened and I could go back to being Mulder or Agent. I think he was joking, but I don't intend to find out. I have to admit at the time he had me so hard and was so far up my ass that the little head was firmly in control.
"Mulder, how was your anniversary present?" Alex asked me, "Better having him do it than doing it yourself, right?"
"Yeah. Much better. He's so afraid of hurting me. He just doesn't understand that I have complete faith that he will be able to control it. Alex, what did two fuck ups like us do to deserve him?"
"I'm not sure but I hope we keep doing it. Now are you going to come over here and help me relax like he told you to?"
"We've turned into such obedient little sex slaves," I said grinning. "How long were you watching us?"
Alex smirked. "Long enough to get turned on. Come on, Mulder. I'll kiss your bruises make 'em all better."
I smiled down at him and moved onto the bed next to him. He rolled into my arms and turned his face up for my kisses.
Alex had become a part of our lives when he showed up Christmas Eve and fell into Walter's arms when he opened the door. He had been stabbed and had come to the only place he thought he might get help. I wanted to call 911 and have his ass taken to a hospital, but Walter vetoed that. He picked Alex up and carried him to the guestroom. I was instructed to get him undressed while he called his friend to come over with his medical bag. Walter has to be the only living American who knows a doctor that will make house calls.
While the doctor was taking care of Alex, I cornered Walter in his den.
"Ok, Walter, what's going on here? Why are you helping him? I know he helped us out, but that doesn't change what he is and what he's done."
"I owe him, Fox. Can you let it go at that?"
"No, Walter, I don't think I can," I said, looking Walter square in the eye. "Is he still trying to control you with the nanocytes?"
"No, it's not that. God! I never wanted you to know this," Walter said as he lowered his head and sighed. "The night you brought him to me and I cuffed him to the balcony -- damn. After you left I went back outside. I was still so furious at him for betraying us, for the beating in the stairwell and everything else he had done. I wanted to hurt him but didn't want you to see the evidence the next day. I forced him to suck me off. Then I handcuffed him to my bed and spent the rest of the night raping him."
Walter was looking down at the floor and his voice strained and hoarse.
I was shocked, but didn't let Walter know how much. "He never said a word. He went right to sleep on the plane," I said. "Thinking back he did seem uncomfortable and sat leaning on his hip. I just thought it was from being on that cold balcony all night. If anyone else had told me this I would have called them a liar."
"Yeah, I'm not as civilized as I look, I guess. I spent the next week expecting repercussions. When that didn't happen, I tried to forget that I had been capable of doing something so brutal. I'll understand if you want to leave. I know you must wonder if you are safe with me."
"No, I don't. I know I'm safe with you. I can't even get you to choke me while you fuck me, why would I think you would hurt me? Is this the reason you've refused me all the times I've asked?" I asked him softly.
He finally raised his eyes to look at me.
"I don't ever again want to hurt someone during sex. It should be loving, consensual. I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you. I wish with all my heart that I could take back what I did to him. I treated him as badly as those fucking animals that *owned* him. So I owe him something, even if it is just a place to heal."
The pain in his eyes was too much for me to bear. I moved toward him and saw the amazement in his eyes when I touched him. I wrapped my arms around him pulling him close.
"Walter, if you do something to me that I ask for, that *is* consensual. I would consider anything you did to me, that I asked you to do, that you weren't entirely comfortable with, as loving. As for Krycek, well, I think if you ask him to forgive you, he will. I think the reason he never told anyone about what happened is he's been in love with you for years. Didn't you know that?"
"What makes you think that he's in love with me?" He had that frown thing going on his face his voice sounding truly puzzled.
"The *lost little boy* look he directs at you when you aren't looking. It's the way my face used to look before I knew you wanted me. Besides I asked him point blank."
"What did he say?"
"He said it didn't matter, you wouldn't want an assassin whore."
"When did this conversation take place?"
"A few months ago. It was one of the times we met to get information from him. You had walked away to get in the car, his eyes tracked your every move. He looked hungry. I know that look, too. I wear that look whenever I'm with you. Now it makes more sense to me. He knows what it is like to have you, and he wants it again. You may think you were raping him, but I don't think he sees it that way."
Alex biting my lower lip brought me back from my musings.
"Hey, you are supposed to be paying attention to me, not day dreaming."
"Sorry. So, how are my bruises looking? Didn't you promise to kiss em better?" I asked teasing him.
Alex pulled back a little and examined my throat.
"They're going to be spectacular. I don't think they'll be gone by Monday. Scully will probably shit, and then go after Walter with her gun." He was grinning as he leaned over and began to drop light kisses on my throat.
"Alex, let's see if we can talk him into taking us to the club tonight. I want to show them off."
"Sure, so I can be the red headed step child again," he said frowning.
"Well, he marks you. When we go out, everyone knows you belong to him. He never marks me. Even when I ask, he doesn't. I know I shouldn't complain. You guys let me stay. You both fuck me. That ought to be enough," he said then added in a whisper, "It's more than I deserve."
"Wait a minute. Do you think we just see you as a fuck toy? That you're only here for that?"
He looked up at me with that *lost little boy* look again. God! I thought he'd never look like that again. I thought he understood.
"I'm sorry, Mulder. I shouldn't have said anything. Please don't tell him."
"I think it's time you started calling me Fox. I'm sorry for anything I've done to make you feel like a toy. You need to tell Walter you feel this way."
"I can't tell Walter that." I heard the panic in his voice as he tried to pull out of my arms. I could tell if I let go he would bolt. Unfortunately, Alex in panic mode is very strong.
"Walter, get the hell up here now!"
I yelled as loud as I could around a struggling panther. By the time Walter was at the doorway, Alex had pulled me off the bed and was trying desperately to reach the door. I was clinging to his foot and he was kicking back at me, trying to shake me loose. I'm not sure where he thought he was going stark ass naked.
Walter took one look at us and knew who to grab. His arms wrapped around Alex, and he dropped to the floor dragging Alex down under him. He turned his head to look at me as his voice began to flow over the struggling man underneath him.
"Alex, I'm here. You're ok. Whatever it is, we'll work it out. Shhhhh. Be still, my panther. Sheathe you claws. I'm here. It's ok."
I leaned back against the bed, watching Walter as his voice continued to sooth. When Alex's struggles slowed, he added his hands to the mix, rubbing over Alex's shoulder and back: dipping his head to kiss Alex's cheek. When Alex stilled, Walter rolled into a sitting position with his panther in his lap.
"Fox, what part of *relax* did you have trouble comprehending? What's going on?"
"We were talking, and Alex told me something that you need to know. When I told him he should tell you, he panicked."
"What is it?"
"He needs to tell you, Walter. I could, but he needs to say it to you. I'll go make sure nothing is burning. Make him talk to you. This is too important to leave festering inside him."
In a shaking voice Alex said, "Don't go, Fox. Please."
"Fox, everything is done. I was putting the finishing touches on the tray. Why don't you go bring it up, and we'll eat before we talk."
I nodded, moving to leave, I looked back to see Walter tenderly caressing Alex's back as he bent to kiss him. When I got back with the tray, he had Alex propped up against the headboard of the bed and the blankets tucked around him.
"Bring it over here, Fox. We'll change the bed if we spill."
Alex stared at the big tray as I placed it on the bed and settled next to it. I saw his eyes widen when he saw the card with his name on it in Walter's familiar hand. He started to reach for it, then jerked back. Walter took the card and put it on the nightstand.
"You can have it after breakfast, Alex. I don't want to get food on it. It's my first Valentine to you. My ego hopes you'll want to keep it."
We ate to the sound of my voice. Alex, brooding and fearful, ate in silence. Walter giving us both those searching looks that have been known to make me spill my guts to him. I knew he was attempting to give Alex time to calm down, but it was having the opposite effect. Alex ate mostly because Walter kept shoving food in his mouth. I ate because I was hungry, and Walter is a good cook.
When we had finished eating, I took the tray downstairs and came back to find Walter holding Alex. I crawled into the bed on the other side and added my arms to Walter's around him.
"Alex, you need to talk to me. Fox, if he won't then you're damn well going to tell me what happened to ruin the mood. You know, I had planned for today to be special for the three of us. It's our anniversary and Alex's first Valentine's Day with us."
"Walter, please. It's not important really. I'm sorry. Can't we just forget it and do whatever you had planned?" Alex pleaded while hiding his face against Walter's throat.
"No, Alex, I don't think so. Anything that causes a reaction like that is too important. If the three of us are to make a home together, we have to start with a solid foundation. Can't do that if one of the members has a problem that causes panic attacks."
Alex's head rose his face showing a mixture of surprise, hope, and fear. He only got out one word.
"Yes, my panther. A home. Now tell me what caused you to react like that." His voice was gentle and his eyes were encouraging.
Alex groaned and hid his face again.
"I can't. Please don't make me."
"Fox, tell me." Walter eyes weren't so gentle when he looked at me.
I looked over at Alex. "Alex, you should tell him. But if you can't, I will."
The only reply I got was his hand squeezing mine where it rested on Walter's arm.
"Ok, let's cut to the chase," I said. "Walter, Alex thinks he is here to be our sex toy until we get bored with him. Near as I can tell, he thinks your refusal to mark him is because you don't want anyone thinking he is yours."
Walter's eyebrows arched, displaying surprise. "What? Now wait a minute..."
"Walter, please let me finish,." I said interrupting Walter in midsentence. "When we go out you always mark me before we go. You make sure that you show your possession of me in public. Hell, you practically piss a circle around me. The three of us have been out together, what? Three or four times? None of those times have you acted possessive of him."
Walter looked me in the eye as he said, "You know why, Fox."
"I do, but he doesn't. I told him I wanted to ask you to take us out tonight so I could show off my bruises. After all, it took me a year to get you to do that for me. That's what triggered him. He needs you to put your mark on him just like I need you to do it. We want the world to know we belong to you."
"Alex, look at me," Walter said firmly but gently. His voice was kind as he waited to be obeyed. Alex pulled back against me so he could look up at Walter.
"Alex, I raped you. I know I've apologized but when I touch you I remember hurting you. I don't ever want to hurt you again. I know the marking you are asking for doesn't hurt, but seeing it there would make me remember hurting you. As for acting possessively, I don't have that right. I don't deserve it after hurting you that way."
Alex looked at Walter and was quiet for a few moments before he spoke.
"You know, I was furious with you for a long time. I thought *How dare Mr. Law and Order do such a thing*. That's why I jumped at the chance to use the nanocytes on you. But the part of me that can't lie to itself knew that the anger was because you had unknowingly given me one of my fantasies, and I'd never have you again."
Walter looked at him incredulously, "You fantasized about me cuffing you to my bed?"
I tried to choke back my laughter. "Shit, Walter, I bet Kim and Scully fantasize about that. Being helpless while having a stud muffin like you fuck them. Most people would get into that. Wanna see what it does for me?"
"Fox, please I'm trying to understand this. I think Alex and I both have been laboring under misconceptions here."
"No shit." I smirked.
"Alex, what kind of relationship do you want with me?"
Alex hid his face against Walter's neck again. "I want to belong to you. I want you to mark me so when we go out, people will know I belong to you like they know Fox does. I want you peeing that circle around me too."
Walter looked at me his eyes asking a silent question. 'Are you ok with this?'
I smiled and nodded. I moved back slightly, and Alex jerked his head up. Walter smiled down at Alex, reached to pull his face toward him. I held Alex as Walter's mouth covered the pulse point on his throat. By the time Walter let go Alex was rock hard and gasping for breath, his head on my shoulder, eyes closed.
"Alex, where do you want to go tonight? You can wear your motorcycle leathers with just a thong underneath. I'd let you wear just the leathers, but that part of you only Fox and I get to see from now on."
Alex's eyes fluttered open and he whispered, "Are you..."
"Yes, if that's what you want."
"If you're sure."
I was getting very impatient with this cryptic stuff. "What are you guys talking about?"
Walter leaned back down toward Alex's throat. "You tell him, Alex. I have something to take care of."
He attached his mouth to Alex just below the ear. Alex made a little sighing sound as he arched toward Walter's mouth but didn't say anything to me.
"Sorry -- uh..ah God! Walter! Please! So good."
Now I was getting pissed. My cock was hard, and I knew that I could join in this scene just by grabbing the lube but I wanted to know what they were talking about. I grabbed Walter's head and pulled him off Alex's neck. The man sucks like a Hoover. It made a loud, wet slurping sound as his lips and Alex's throat parted company.
"Tell me, damn it Alex, or you won't be able to go clubbing tonight."
"That night I...," He stammered. "Fox, the night before we went to Russia when I was with Walter. Well, if you had seen me naked the next day you would have known what happened. I had a perfect set of his fingerprints on my cheeks. Teeth prints too. Those marks lasted longer than any I ever had from a beating."
"Oh god! Alex, I'm sorry." Walter groaned.
"No, Walter. You don't understand. They helped me remember. I could pretend for a little while that I belonged to you; that you had marked your territory and staked your claim to me." He leaned toward Walter, pulling his head back toward his neck his voice was rough with his need.
"Well, this sounds like something I need to watch," I said. "Should be better than any porn I've ever seen."
I slipped out of the bed and got comfortable in the chair in the corner. Yeah, much better.
Walter gave me that 'Are you sure' look again. I smiled, mouthed 'I love you. Make him happy' and waved my cock at him. He smiled and went back to *hoovering* Alex's neck. Watching Walter fuck is *hot*. Watching Alex get fucked by him is a flash fire. Walter worked at his neck for a couple of minutes longer then pushed Alex onto his back.
I looped one leg over the arm of the chair getting comfortable. With my legs spread, I could stroke myself as I watched Walter making Alex crazy. Once he had Alex on his back, he began to torture those pretty little nipples. Alex comes undone when you suck on them and nip the very tip with your teeth. Walter and I had made him come one day just from both of us working on his nipples.
Walter worked his way down, making more of those wet-sucking sounds as he went. Alex was totally incapable of forming a coherent word by this point. Now having been on the receiving end of a fantasy granted that morning, I knew that a large part of the turn on for him was knowing that Walter was going to *mark his territory*.
Note to self: tell Walter how watching him in the mirror made the anniversary present even better. I continued to stroke my cock as I watched Walter make Alex ready for him. Alex made a protesting moaning noise as Walter moved away from him.
"Alex, love I have to get the lube if I'm going to fuck you."
"Ok." Alex managed as he began rolling over on his stomach. Walter smiled at me again as he rolled a condom over his erection. He turned back to Alex and lifted him to slip the pillows under his hips.
I watched as he bent down and fastened his teeth on that beautiful ass. Alex made a noise I had never heard him make before. Walter just tightened down more on him, holding him as he bucked up off the pillows. With the noise he was making I was surprised when Alex's hand reached back and caressed Walter's face.
Walter raised his head and inspected the mark on that beautiful skin. He must have been pleased with the results because he ran his tongue over the mark, planting a soft kiss over it. He shifted back on his heels, picked up the lube, and started prepping Alex.
"I'm gonna fuck you now, Alex. You belong to me. That means I can fuck you wherever and whenever I want. From now on, only Fox and I go up this ass. Do you understand? We won't share you. Answer me. Do you agree?"
"Yes." His voice was low, almost shy.
"Say it, Alex. Say that you belong to us."
"I belong to Walter and Fox." His voice louder but still a little shy.
I watched as Walter entered him in one long smooth stroke. His hands fastened on either cheek, holding Alex open as he moved in him. I could tell that Alex was going to have the bruises he wanted. Walter has strong hands that can be so gentle. Today was not a day for gentle. Today was a day to mark what was his.
Walter rocked faster against Alex. The noises Alex was making plus seeing Walter's cock sliding in and out of him was making it hard for me to hold back. I didn't want to come until they did.
"Alex, come for me. Let me hear you," Walter commanded.
He pulled completely out and slammed back into Alex.
His panther roared.
My cock exploded in my hand as I watched Walter's hands clutch Alex's ass tighter.
Walter's own roar signaled his release.
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