r7-Michael-p3
Cape Town
Wednesday, October 11th 7:00 a.m.The world was spinning as Mulder awoke from a fitful sleep. He groaned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He had not slept well at all last night. So many things happened so quickly that he was left tossing and turning in the bed. First, Agent Stark tried to rape him and was now on his way to D.C. to confront Walter. And then he discovered that Alex Krycek was in the area. He wanted to kill that bastard, but he was stopped by Krycek's uncanny resemblance to Alexander. Mulder groaned as he was forced to confront the most frightening new development. He had never felt that he had come across a real case of possession. Now he knew in his own head that spirits can indeed work through the living.
He sighed as he sat up in bed. His feet grew cold from the wooden floor. He remembered how it felt when Fox Spender took over his body and mind. He remembered the experience like it was the most vivid dream he had ever had. He could see and feel everything that was happening to his body when Fox Spender was in control, but it felt as if there was a curtain of gauze between himself and the real world. Mulder had not felt any panic over losing control of his body, it was only when he took control again that he felt anything like shame or remorse. Still that was enough. He was glad that he was having sex with a ghost and so did not have to deal with any physical evidence of his liaison. 'Glad', he thought sarcastically. It was so absurd that if it wasn't so frightening he would have a laugh. Fox Spender seemed only a touch away. He felt that if he only released a little control that Fox Spender's memories would come flooding into his mind.
The memory of seeing Alex Krycek standing there, so handsome and dangerous was so distracting. He fought hard against his uncontrollable lust for Krycek. He hated the man for all the pain he caused in his life and of those he loved, but still his attraction for Krycek was hard to deny. Mulder gave a silent yelp as he was drawn into another memory.
Two young men stood naked in the warm water of a summer river. He didn't know why, but he knew that they had just made love. They stood front to back, lazily rinsing off the evidence of their coupling in the gentle current. The man he knew to be Alexander was carefully stroking in between the white buttocks of the man in front of him. Alexander made cooing sounds of comfort when his attention caused the other man to wince. Mulder could see that while Alexander was relieved that his partner was not hurt, he had a small smile of satisfaction knowing he so thoroughly taken his lover. Mulder saw Fox Spender turn in the strong arms of his lover and kiss those full lips.
"Do not act like you are not proud that you will leave me blissful with the memory of tonight, my gypsy stallion," Fox Spender said as he ran his hands along the smooth muscled plains of Alexander's chest.
"Oh, Beloved, Ya tebya l'ubl'u," Alexander whispered into Fox's ear. Fox smiled and pushed forward into his lover's arms.
"I love you too, my love," Fox murmured as he ran one hand down a well muscled thigh. Already it was apparent that Alexander was ready to love him again tonight.
Mulder was pulled out of his vision by the loud knocking on his door. He glanced over and noticed that it was 8:13am. He scrambled for the door knowing that if he waited any longer, Scully would be breaking in with guns blazing.
"I'm coming. Hold on Scully," Mulder said when he got to the door. He was about to open the door when he noticed that he was erect.
Holding the door only partially opened, he said, "Scully, I'm sorry. I over slept. Can you give me fifteen minutes?"
"Are you sure you are alright, Mulder? I've been knocking on this door for several minutes. Are you sick?" Scully asked.
"No, I'm fine. I just couldn't sleep," Mulder replied.
"Nightmares?" Scully asked.
"Yes," Mulder lied.
"Okay, how about you get me when you are ready," Scully said.
"Sounds good. It won't take me long," Mulder answered as he closed the door. He walked quickly to the bathroom to shower.
He knew that he would have to figure out a way of keeping Scully from discovering that Krycek was here. As he continued to lather himself, Mulder reached down to grab his erection that had stayed hard through his conversation with Scully. He closed his eyes and began to think of Walter. He smiled as the image of his lover's handsome face infused with passion came to mind. He could see the drops of sweat collecting on Walter's head as he pounded into Mulder. Mulder moaned as the image shifted and in Walter's place, Krycek was smiling down on Mulder as he made love to Mulder with enthusiasm. Krycek's full lips were coming closer to Mulder's. Mulder let out a whimper as Krycek's lips touched his. At that moment, Mulder began to shake with his orgasm. 'Shit', Mulder said to himself after he finished cleaning off the evidence of his passion. He reached out and pounded the tiled wall of the shower with his clenched fist. First, he had betrayed Walter's trust by lying to him and by going to Alexander and now he had climaxed to thoughts of Alex Krycek taking him in the way that he allowed only Walter.
Mulder finished his shower and dried himself. He looked into the shower fogged mirror and saw that his eyes looked rather sunken and ringed by dark circles. Scully would be quick to notice. He grabbed some ice from the bucket and rubbed his face with the freezing cubes. This brought a temporary flush to his face and made him look more normal. Mulder moved quickly to get dressed. He knew that today he would have to make sure that he was able to stay here long enough to figure out a way of getting rid of Alexander. And that ghost's descendent.
***
Alex Krycek continued to stare into the video display as Mulder left to meet with Scully. He had stayed up most of the night watching Mulder toss and turn in his sleep. Krycek ran one hand down his torso and cupped his full crotch. He had been in a constant state of arousal ever since he returned to the hotel last night. First, the adrenaline rush from killing Stark had brought an almost palpable high to him. Secondly, he remembered Fox so pliant and willing. He groaned and opened his jeans as he continued to replay the images he had of Mulder in his mind. He could imagine Mulder on his hands and knees begging Krycek to fill him and ride him hard. The idea of Mulder so wanton and willing was so intoxicating. Krycek continued to stroke his hard cock until he released it in disgust that he was behaving like a teenager. Why imagine what it felt like to take Fox Mulder when he could easily do it for real. He carefully placed his cock back into his jeans and stood up with a Russian expletive. He would find out today if he could indeed have Fox Mulder in his bed. He would have Mulder on his knees begging Krycek to take him in so many ways. Yes, soon Fox would be crying out for Alex to love him. Krycek couldn't hear the almost silent chuckle as he left the motel room.
***
Mulder and Scully sat in the diner eating dinner. After the previous evening, Mulder couldn't stomach a full breakfast. Scully had other ideas. She had forced him to eat some toast and an apple. Scully herself was digging into a huge breakfast. She had pancakes, eggs, grits and bacon. Mulder was watching with amusement as his partner dug into her meal with gusto.
"Are we eating for two, Scully?" Mulder teased. Scully shot him a dark look.
"No. I'm just famished. I can't believe how hungry I am. It must be the sleep I had last night. I slept like the dead," Scully replied. She didn't see her partner shiver with fear at her last statement.
"Well, I had a miserable night. I looked over the profile we built and I we need some additional information about the killer. I think it might be worthwhile for us to split up temporarily. I think you could help gather some information at the field office in Raliegh-Durham," Mulder said. He hated not telling Scully the truth, but he knew that if he told her, she would do something to get herself killed. If she didn't believe him, she would insist that they leave and then she would die. If she did believe him then she would again insist that they leave and she would die.
Death.
It seemed the only way to protect those he cared about from suffering Alexander's wrath was to do as the spirit ordered. He wished that he could learn more from Alexander, but he knew that once he was with Alexander again, Fox Spender would be drawn to take control once again. While he could still see everything going on, he couldn't ask Alexander any questions. There was a moment of clarity that was rather interesting. Fox Spender had gone from euphoria at being in his lover's arms to fearing the man. Mulder thought this might be key. He needed to find out more about his ancestor.
"Mulder. Earth to Mulder," Scully said as she waved her hand in front of Mulder's face. He sat back with a start. "Geez, Mulder, you must have been a thousand miles away."
"I was just thinking," Mulder stammered.
"Yes, you said that you believe we should split up to gather information. I don't think that is a good idea," Scully replied. She was becoming concerned with her partner's behavior and now he was suggesting that they should separate. This was too much.
"Scully, I think that you could get quite a bit of information in the field office than if you stayed here," Mulder said doggedly. He hoped that he would be able to convince Scully to leave.
"Mulder, we can discuss this later. I can't believe you think we should split up," Scully replied. Mulder knew that he had lost this battle. He would have to wait for another opportunity.
Wednesday, October 11th 11:00 p.m.
Mulder sat on his bed. The day passed rather uneventfully. He had finally convinced Scully to head out to Raleigh-Durham tomorrow. Agent Piquet was very enthusiastic that he would indeed be able to help Scully. Mulder was just relieved that she would be safer away from this place.
He looked at the clock and knew that he had to move quickly or Alexander would be angry. He moved quickly. Soon he was at the steps of the Plantation House. Mulder walked cautiously up the steps until he stood at the door. He reached down for the knob only to have the door open by itself.
He could smell the scent of lighted candles and the sound of music came to his ears. Mulder walked slowly into the room. He knew that he needed to remember more about this night so he opened his mind to Fox Spender. Soon he felt pushed to the back of his mind as Fox Spender's personality took over.
***
Alexander looked up to see his lover walk into the room. He smiled as he saw the guarded look of his lover turn into the sweet look that his love always wore.
"Alexander," Fox Spender shouted as he ran to his lover. Alexander opened his arms and he was soon holding his beloved.
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