Challenges of Everyday Life 10
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Orithain
June 1999
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Mulder jumped when Alex choked and spat his coffee out. After drying off
his cheek with a tissue, he looked over at his still sputtering lover.
"Something wrong, Alex?" he inquired dryly.
Alex finally managed to catch his breath, still staring at whatever had
shocked him in the paper. "I do not believe this! Listen to
this, Fox:
"'Looking for m/m couple last seen outside Dreams Realized tattoo
parlor. Also seen to play near The Edge. If you know where the next show
will be, please let me know.' Fuck, Fox, it has to be those kids who saw us
in the damned phone booth, then again in the alley! Shit, this kinda
stuff never happened to me before I got involved with you."
Mulder just stared, his jaw hanging open. After a moment he blinked, shut
his mouth, and reached for the paper. "Let me see that."
It was exactly as Alex had read it. His only comfort was that no one
could possibly know that he and Alex were the men referred to. The sound of
the computer powering up caught his attention.
"What are you doing?"
"Answering the ad, of course."
"What?!" Mulder wondered if Alex had finally gone completely
insane.
"Oh, not as myself. I'll start up a correspondence with this nosy
bastard, get his confidence, then tell him that I know where his mystery men
will be. I'll send him on a wild goose chase around the city."
"Why not just let it go? It's not like they can find us."
"I don't like being spied on."
Mulder bit his lip hard to prevent himself from replying to that. Alex
glared but didn't bother to comment before turning his attention to the
flashing cursor. After a moment he grinned and started typing. When he was
done, he read over it and snickered.
"Hey, Fox, what do you think of this? 'Hotwatch: The species you're
looking for is very shy in displaying their mating habits. You might get
lucky at the Mall. Be careful not to scare them away. -- A Fellow
Aficionado.' "
"I think you're nuts. And I'm not having sex with you at the
Mall."
"God no!" Then Alex glanced up at him through his lashes.
"But you would if I really wanted you to, wouldn't you, Foxy?" he
wheedled.
"No, I would not," Fox lied, knowing perfectly well that he
could never say no to Alex.
"Sure you would," the green-eyed fallen angel breathed, hitting
send to submit his ad to the paper and standing up to come over to Mulder.
He insinuated himself between his lover's thighs where he sat on the couch,
sinking to his knees and pulling Mulder's robe open. He licked his lips when
he saw that Mulder had already started to stiffen. He leaned forward, his
tongue just touching Mulder when they heard a knock at the door. Both men
jumped, Alex settling back on his haunches while Mulder cursed.
"Come on, guys, you invited me over for brunch, so open the
door," came Scully's voice.
Mulder's head dropped back against the couch as Alex stood up and headed
for the door.
Scully blinked when the door opened revealing Alex wearing only a pair of
jeans. Looking again, she noticed the button was undone and the zipper
straining, and she wondered if it might not give way. Alex's chuckle brought
her eyes back up to meet his, a blush staining her cheeks.
"'Sokay, Dana, you're allowed to look. But be careful, I have a
really jealous lover who doesn't like anyone to touch," he warned with
a straight face.
Scully snorted. But he'd put her back at her ease, and she followed him
inside only to stop dead again at the sight of Mulder sprawled on the couch,
his robe hanging open at his sides, his rather impressive erection giving
her a good idea of what she'd interrupted. Mulder's eyes opened at her gasp,
and it was his turn to flush while he fumbled to close his robe.
Alex snickered. "We were discussing what to eat," he offered,
ignoring the looks he got from both of them.
"Hopefully you decided on something I can have too?" Scully
replied sweetly.
Mulder groaned and fled the room, mumbling something about getting
dressed. Scully smiled victoriously, then raised an eyebrow at Alex.
"Aren't you going to get dressed too?"
"Nah, I'm fine like this. Besides," he smirked, "if I
follow him in there right now, brunch is going to be delayed
indefinitely." He paused to smile at her. "Unless you'd rather
watch us?"
Scully's eyes glazed over momentarily, picturing that, before she managed
to reply. "I'm hungry and I have a gun. You decide."
Alex laughed and headed for the kitchen, his hands raised over his head.
Scully chuckled as she followed him, wishing his other offer had been for
real.
Over a delicious meal of chicken-broccoli-cheddar crepes, Alex told
Scully about the Personals ad he spotted and filled her in on the
background, leaving out the minor details of the phone calls to her. Like
Mulder, Scully thought he should just ignore it, knowing even as she spoke
that Alex had the bit between his teeth.
The following weekend, Alex eagerly scanned the Personals again, wanting
to see if their little fan club had responded to his ad. "Aha, check it
out, Fox!
"'Aficionado: Tried your suggestion but no sightings to report. Will
keep you posted. Do you have an inside track on future locations? --
Hotwatch'
"Told you they'd buy it!" He turned his attention to composing
his next reply while Mulder just shook his head.
The exchange continued for several weeks, with Alex occasionally showing
up for a few minutes at one of the locations he'd suggested just to keep
Hotwatch's attention. He didn't realize that Mulder had been reading the ads
too and getting more interested by the whole thing as time passed.
One day while Alex was writing his latest response, Mulder perched on the
edge of the desk beside him, distracting him.
"What's up, babe?" Alex was surprised since Fox hadn't seemed
to want to have anything to do with his little hobby.
"I was just thinking," Mulder said, running a finger over
Alex's shoulder.
Alex stared up at him suspiciously. "What were you
thinking?"
"These people you've been teasing, who want to watch us..."
"Yeah?"
"Why not give them what they want?"
Alex was speechless. He could only gape at Fox, his jaw hanging down.
"Don't try to tell me you haven't thought about it. What would it
hurt? I think it would be a turn on to know that people are watching us,
that they're getting off on it."
Alex blinked. "Uh, Fox, you're a federal agent. If we got caught or
someone recognized you or got pictures, you'd be in deep shit. How could we
guarantee that no one took pictures?"
Fox bit his lip before admitting, "I already thought of that. We
could get Scully to come along and keep an eye out, stop anyone from taking
pictures."
"Now you want Scully to watch us too?!?"
"Oh, come on. You know damn well she's been fantasizing about us
since Thanksgiving. And don't think I don't know you've been teasing her.
She'd pretend not to want to at first, but she'd do it."
"Strangers and Scully watching us?" Alex mused. His eyes met
Fox's, and they knew that they were going to do it. "We must be
nuts."
Mulder grinned and slid off the desk onto Alex's lap. "That makes us
perfect for each other." He squirmed to get comfortable, finally
settling down and grinning at Alex. "So, when and where?"
"Next Friday night, somewhere near that damned phone booth."
"Why not at the phone booth, returning to the scene of the
crime, so to speak?"
"No way, there were way too many people around there. I don't want
the whole damned city watching us. Someone might try to participate instead
of just looking. I'd hate to have to kill people; it'd ruin the mood."
Mulder burst into laughter. "Okay, baby, you set it up, and I'll get
Scully."
They grinned at each other.
"You want me to what?!?!?" Scully couldn't have looked
more shocked if an alien had walked into the office and shaken her hand.
"I could really use your help here, Scully. We want to do this, but
we need to make sure no one takes any pictures of us. Since it'll be
planned, that could be a problem."
"There are laws against this sort of thing, Mulder. Not to mention
that you're a federal agent. Do you have any idea how quickly you'd be fired
if anyone found out about this?"
"That's why I need your help, Scully. Are you going to tell me you
haven't thought about watching us?"
A deep blush was his only reply.
"It's okay, Scully, we don't mind. We kinda like it, actually."
After a few more rounds of Scully protesting and Mulder coaxing, she gave
in, as they both knew she would, and agreed to follow them as backup.
All day Saturday Mulder was jumpy, unable to settle down for more than a
few seconds. Alex watched him for a while, then dragged him down to sit
beside him on the couch.
"Babe, we don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can just
stay home tonight."
"No." Mulder groaned and threw his head back. "I'm not
having second thoughts, Alex, I'm just impatient to actually get to it. I
want this."
Alex laughed. "Hold that thought, Foxy."
"Why don't we take a few minutes of R&R right now?"
"'R&R'? Oh, Fox. But the answer's no anyways. I want you needy
later, hot and wanting me. Just like I want you."
Mulder groaned. He was going to die before this night was over, he just
knew it.
"Alex, let's go out. For a walk, a drive, something. I can't just sit
here anymore."
Watching his lover roam restlessly around the apartment, Alex thought
that going out was a very good idea. He also thought they needed to do this
more often. He liked Fox like this.
"Just don't forget we have to meet Scully at 10:00. We have to make
sure that she's there," Mulder reminded needlessly.
"I know, babe. We'll meet Scully, then I'll make you forget your own
name."
Mulder wasn't going to let Alex get away with a challenge like that.
"You wish! We'll see who does who in. Thank god there was a park not
too far away. Grass is a lot easier on the knees."
Alex just grinned and grabbed his leather jacket as they headed out the
door.
After a few hours of driving around and teasing each other the whole
time, they met up with Scully and she went to hide nearby, making sure she
had a good view of the spot where they would be.
Watching Scully move away, Alex turned to Mulder with a grin. "You
up for this, baby?"
"If I were any more up, I'd have to be hospitalized! Come
here." Mulder grabbed Alex and pulled him in to kiss, their tongues
immediately tangling together familiarly. A sudden thought crossed Mulder's
mind, and he chuckled, pulling back to grin at Alex. "Did I ever thank
you for being my birthday present last year?"
Alex grinned back. "I got the idea." He put his mouth back to
better use, licking at Mulder's, then nibbling his way along his jaw to his
ear, tugging at the tender lobe until Mulder moaned. He slowly licked the
length of Mulder's throat, shuddering at the feel of stubble against his
tongue, nipping at sensitive skin while Mulder thrust against him, faint
moans escaping him. Neither of them knew if anyone was watching, and just
then, they didn't care.
Still kissing Mulder, Alex pushed his shirt off, then yanked his own off
as well. He licked at Mulder's chest, wetting the hardened nipples then
blowing on them, satisfied by Fox's shudder of arousal when he did.
Meanwhile, he was unfastening Fox's jeans, shoving them over his hips and
down, barely giving Mulder a chance to step out of them before he was back
at him, nuzzling against the straining flesh, licking at the rigid staff and
fuzzy sac.
Mulder groaned and clutched Alex's shoulders to stay on his feet. He
moaned at the sensation of Alex's mouth on him, but it wasn't enough. He
whimpered and pulled Alex away from him, sinking to his knees, kissing Alex
briefly before dropping to all fours. After their prolonged teasing of the
last several hours, Mulder couldn't take a long, drawn out session. He
wanted Alex inside him, and he wanted him there now.
Alex dropped a quick kiss on Mulder's ass, which was wriggling
practically in his face, then got back to his feet long enough to strip off
his own pants. He sank back to his knees between Mulder's spread legs,
moving forward so his cock rubbed against Mulder. Although Mulder was ready
for him, Alex worked his fingers into him just for the pleasure of seeing
Fox push back onto them. He fleetingly thought about what would happen if
some cop on his beat came across two naked men making out in the park, but
that wasn't enough to stop him. He also thought about Scully watching them,
and that turned him on even more.
"Dammit, Alex, stop teasing and fuck me!" Mulder snarled at
him.
Alex leaned over his lover, sucking on the side of his throat to mark him
and sliding into his ass at the same moment. Mulder barely held back a
scream at the rush of pleasure, and he pushed back hard, trying to take Alex
even deeper.
Alex immediately set a hard, fast rhythm, neither of them wanting gentle
lovemaking tonight. Holding one of Mulder's shoulders, he reached around
with his free hand to grasp his lover's erection, pumping it in counterpoint
to his thrusts. Mulder moaned nearly continuously, matching Alex's rhythm.
Within a few minutes, the pleasure overwhelmed him, and he exploded over
Alex's hand and his belly, the rippling contractions driving Alex into
orgasm as well after only a few more strokes.
They sank down to the ground, still joined, and lay spooned together for
a few minutes. Then, much as they would have liked to remain there, they
pushed up and got dressed again, remembering that they were in a public
place. Once up and clothed, they looked around, wondering if they had had
any audience other than Scully. Alex spotted a small group behind a bush and
grinned, discreetly pointing them out to Fox.
"Maybe we should do this again," Fox mused.
"Let's talk about it at home," Alex suggested. After making
sure that Scully was leaving too, they headed home.
A few days later, Alex laughed as he read the personals. "Hey, Fox,
we have a fan club! Listen to this: 'Aficionado: Thanks for the tip. We
spotted our mating pair the other night thanks to you. Keep us posted on any
further developments. Want to get together to compare notes? -- Hotwatch.'"
Mulder laughed. "What are you going to reply?"
Alex grinned and nodded at the monitor. Mulder leaned over to read it and
started to laugh.
'Hotwatch: Glad we could help. Sorry, no get togethers, but we'll let you
know when we're looking for another nest. CYL -- Aficionado AKA One of a
Pair'
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