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Guard" by Katy Deery
Calvin Wayne Mitchell was his name. Trailer trash, his death would be investigated
for a couple of weeks at most, then forgotten.
One of the
But not to Alex.
No, to him Calvin
Wayne Mitchell had been very important. Calvin Wayne Mitchell, who posted inflammatory
statements on the web about Fox Mulder, destroyer of the second coming. Mulder, who had
once been a saint to people like Mitchell and was now the devil incarnate to his kind.
I want you to hurt me. Mulder could still hear the precise tones of Kryceks
voice, could still see his face, his stance, exactly as it had been the first time
hed said those words. Hed wanted to laugh and say, Are you crazy? No way! The
blood pounding through his body, throbbing in his cock, had choked the laughter in his
Haven" by Sugar Rush
Times like this made me sorry I never got the light on my digital watch fixed.
Id lost all track of time sitting here on the floor in the dark, with nothing but
Mulders shallow, steady breathing and the slowing thump of my own heart for company.
It was way too small a space for us to sit apart comfortably, though Mulder had already
slumped over next to me, head resting heavily on my shoulder, still pretty much out of it.
I couldnt help reaching up, fingers carding through his hair, finding the lump at
the nape of his neck where Leather Boy had whacked him, still barely oozing blood. I
licked it off my fingertips, stomach cramping, tearing at this tiny taste of sweetness,
craving more. I needed to feed, and badly.
by Micetro (sequel to Lizas A Rats Tail)
He tried to capture that tongue wrapping his arms around it as it
effortlessly unravelled his mind but it travelled on, laying his soul bare, its
strength greater than his own. As it moved, massaged, teased his new body, he gave in,
laying back, his hands grasping Mulders nose.
Beauty" by Gwendolen
Sometimes Skinner wondered what the younger man saw in an old man like him, why he
came back. There were prettier men outside, younger men and many better suited for this
than himself. Could it be the lure of danger? The constant threat of discovery?
Bite" by Sugar Rush
My skin prickled in the night air; I wondered if it was conscience more than the
weather. I wondered about a lot of things, not the least of which was my own sanity. It
was weird, too fucking weird and twisted and even a little sick, but since when had our
relationship been anything else?
Fire" by Jill Morrison
His mouth moved lower, kisses falling over the tendons of Mulders neck,
pausing at his breastbone, tasting the salty tang of his sweat. His bare skin stung where
the air touched it, melted where Mulder kissed it, stroked it.
"The Spy Who
Came Down With A Cold" by Jane Symons
Unable to move or speak for fear of breaking the spell, Mulder stared back. Krycek
put out his hand, the fingers trembling a little, and ran it across Mulders chest,
stopping when it reached a nipple, exploring tentatively through the T-shirt fabric.
Mulder that was capable of hardening did so immediately. Even his teeth seemed to grow
harder. It appeared to be all the encouragement Krycek needed.
Mulder never knew
what hit him.
Hed heard of
sex bombs, of course. Hed just never experienced one before. Up until now, hed
experienced sex and bombs separately. Probably more bombs than sex, if he came to work it
out. The combination scared him witless and drove him out of his mind at the same time.
Mulder knew that he was not going to attack Krycek again. He had spent two nights
in bed with the man and even now was lying with Krycek in his arms. He knew that the
terrible emotions that had gripped him that night simply did not exist in him now. A great
part of the change that both Scully and Krycek had noticed about him came from that
knowledge. However, he still found it perverse that Krycek should show such confidence in
him and demonstrably Krycek did. Even without the suggestion of sex, Krycek clearly
Poetry by Gwendolen
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