E-MAIL ADRESS: StarWindDancer@hotmail.com (P.S. 
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SPOILER WARNING: Up to season 5, at most.
 
RATING Etc.: NC-17 - Krycek/Mulder. Mild sex.
 
NOTE: Mulder is Red-Green colorblind. Krycek has 
only one arm. But remember in my world nothing 
happens without a purpose and nothing stays the 
same.
 
DISCLAIMER: X-Files belongs to Chris Carter and 
Co. I just use them. Other characters are mine.

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Musings
                      by StarWindDancer
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"Fox, I'm bored," Krycek whined as he snuggled in 
Mulder's lap.
 
The two of them were sitting in Mulder's apartment 
watching a movie. Mulder was reclining against the 
couch's arm, legs spread out before him. Krycek was 
sitting between them, curled up on Mulder's chest.
 
"Oh, God. Where are you going to take me this time? 
I've already been to the old folk's home to play 
cards twice this month. We've toured the 
Guggenheim, and nearly gotten caught. Where are you 
going to take me next, a homophobic country western 
bar?"
 
"No, but that's a good idea."
 
Mulder groaned. He knew that Krycek was a crowd 
junkie. The man read emotions off other people and 
responded to them. The man was good at it, too 
good. Krycek lived off of other people, the perfect 
chameleon. Put him anywhere and he would read other 
people and respond, giving them what they needed.
 
At first it had been fun. Krycek would lead Mulder 
to places he never thought about or even considered 
going. That trip across America on the back of the 
Harley was a once in a lifetime experience. Krycek 
had really broadened Mulder's experiences, showed 
him that life was not just about chasing Aliens, or 
liver eating mutants, or demons who wanted to have 
normal kids, or any of the other strange cases the 
X-files brought.
 
Mulder had been working with the demented and 
deranged for so long that it had been a pleasure to 
be reminded what normal people were like. It also 
mellowed him out some. So much so that Scully was 
starting to get suspicious. He was dreading the 
moment when he had to introduce Krycek to Scully. 
Mulder knew that Krycek would win her over if he 
could only get her over the 'Kill Krycek ASAP' 
reaction.
 
And as for the sex. If it weren't for the 
moisturizing lube Mulder was sure they would have 
developed thick calluses in places he'd rather not 
think about.
 
"It'll be just the two of us, I promise. I just 
need to get out for a while.  Staring at these 
wall..."
 
Mulder smiled. If it were just the two of them, 
he'd be fine with whatever they did. He knew that 
one of Krycek's firm hang-ups was that he did not 
like to be boxed in.
 
"What do you have in mind?"
 
"I'll think of something."
 
"I think I should be worried."
 
"Don't be, I'll take care of everything."
 
"Now I *am* worried."
 
"But you're still going?"
 
"I'll think about it," he teased.
 
Krycek laced his fingers through Murder's, bringing 
them up to his lips for a light kiss.
 
"Are you getting started on the adventure early?" 
Mulder asked as he dropped his other hand to rub 
the younger man's crotch.
 
"Mmm, I don't think that adventure ever ended." 
Krycek nipped at fingertips before taking them into 
his mouth to suck on. His tongue soothed over the 
soft pads.
 
"God, Alex, what you do to me. How about we take 
this into the bedroom?"
 
"Then I'd have to move," Krycek said huskily as he 
wiggled against Mulder's growing erection. "I'm all 
nestled in here."
 
"It'll be better in the bedroom, I promise. Come 
on, ally-oop."
 
Mulder moved into the bedroom, tugging on Krycek's 
hand. When they reached the doorway Krycek stopped 
and pulled Mulder back for a long, searching kiss.
 
Lips met at odd angles, separating for exploring 
tongues. Big hands threaded themselves through 
sable hair; thumbs sliding along the groves of the 
neck as Mulder held Krycek's head steady as he 
sucked. Before he even knew it, he felt drafts in 
places that he didn't remember uncovering. Krycek 
laughed as Mulder closed distance to warm himself 
back up on heated skin before him.
 
"I don't think we'll make it to the bed," Krycek 
said as he ground back against Mulder who had him 
pinned to the door jam.
 
"Whose fault is that?" Mulder licked the slightly 
pointed ear one last time before pulling away to 
drag a giggling Krycek to bed. In moments Mulder 
was half lying on the man, touching all his secret 
spots, and enjoying the sounds he made.
 
"You're not going to win that easily."
 
"What? Were we playing a game or something?"
 
"You're trying to make me forget about our new 
adventure."
 
"I thought this was our new adventure?" Mulder 
asked puzzled as he licked his way down Krycek's 
chest to sensitive nipples. He bit one lightly; 
making Krycek writhed underneath him.
 
"It's not going to work, Foxy. Ouch."
 
Mulder bit hard at the sound of the nickname Krycek 
stuck him with. He allowed Krycek to call him Fox, 
but he drew the line at Foxy.
 
"For that, you will have to pay," Mulder growled as 
he moved swiftly down to the bobbing erection. He 
held the base steady as he put the tip into his 
mouth, sucking lightly. Krycek arched high off the 
bed and spread his legs wide. Mulder took advantage 
of the man's situation by grabbing the lube. 
Fingers greased, he tickled between round cheeks, 
preparing his lover.  Before Krycek could cum he 
pulled his mouth off and his fingers out.
 
At the moan of protest Mulder slithered back up to 
capture that oh, so talented mouth. Their lips and 
tongues dueled in a fight neither cared to lose. 
Krycek bit lightly on Mulder's lower lip that 
caused Mulder to pull back to gain an advantage. He 
kissed the corner of Krycek's mouth and ran his 
tongue over soft lips as he positioned himself for 
entry.
 
"Stop, Fox, please."
 
"What is it, baby?"
 
"I think...we need to use more lube this time." 
Krycek said hesitantly, not meeting Mulder's eyes.
 
Feeling guilty, he slid off the other man to grab 
the lube that he had thrown off the bed while in 
his lust driven daze.
 
Krycek grinned as he felt the weight leave him. His 
green eyes glittering with mischief. Quickly, he 
rolled off the bed. When Mulder came back up with 
lube in hand, he found an empty bed with a grinning 
lover crouched to the side.
 
"I'm not that easy, Fox." Krycek said as he 
launched himself to lie over Mulder's back.
 
"What do you think your doing?" Mulder protested as 
he writhed around, trying to get out from under 
Krycek. The older man was easily outmaneuvered, 
wrestled down until he was pinned.
 
"Getting even."
 
Strong legs pinned Mulder's arms to the bed. On the 
back of his neck he felt the tickling dribble of a 
cock brushing against him. When he reared back to 
throw off Krycek the younger man retaliated by 
biting Mulder's butt. Next Krycek soothed the 
slight sting with tickling licks until he was at 
the young man's mercy.
 
Then Krycek started to run his tongue along the 
crack of Mulder's ass. The cheeks clenched around 
the slippery, small muscle. Krycek breathed in 
Mulder's scent, a heady aroma of earth and sex. His 
nose poked the full balls as he rimed the soft 
opening. With sure dexterity, Krycek pushed his 
tongue into Mulder's anus. Moans of want drifted 
down, letting Krycek know he had the other man at 
his mercy.
 
While Mulder was totally distracted, Krycek reached 
out blindly for the lube Mulder was holding. Soon 
Krycek was trading his tongue for fingers as he 
prepared the muscles.
 
"You ready?"
 
"God, Alex, fuck me fuck me fuck me."
 
"I'll take that as a yes. Now don't move."
 
Mulder thought of pulling the same maneuver that 
Krycek had pulled, but he just laid there in 
anticipation.
 
Krycek turned around to lie flat along Mulder's 
back. Next, he positioned himself against the 
relaxed opening before working himself in slowly.
 
"Oh, yes," Mulder groaned into the pillows he was 
stuffing into his face. He felt so pleasantly 
filled by Krycek.
 
Krycek licked the back of Mulder's neck, tasting 
the precum he had dribbled there earlier, mixed in 
with the salty sweat. His hand played down the 
chest pressed against the sheets. When he found a 
nipple, he pinched it lightly before moving down 
slowly. Somehow Krycek knew what Mulder needed- a 
slow, languorous fuck that hit deep inside.
 
In moments like these, where mere touch seemed to 
be the whole of their beings, it felt like Krycek 
had actually crawled inside Mulder's skin. And when 
Mulder was inside him, it made him feel like he was 
a whole person. If the lights went out, he didn't 
feel trapped or scared or worried. Mulder was 
there, that missing piece of his heart that he 
always thought was lost.
 
Decades of whatever type of life Krycek had clung 
to before becoming Mulder's lover paled to those 
lives he passed on the street. Long ago dirty bums 
that lived from nickel to nickel seemed to be kings 
surrounded by riches to him. But with Mulder, all 
those years faded away. There was only the here and 
now, and being there with Mulder became the most 
important thing in his life. It was the only thing 
he lived for. He knew that if he ever lost Mulder, 
that nothing on earth could stop him, because he 
just wouldn't care anymore.
 
There was more than one way to die.
 
Slowly, knowing fingers wrapped lightly around the 
erection Mulder was thrusting into the sheets. The 
rhythm picked up as Krycek slowly gripped harder 
and began pumping faster. The tension built up in 
Mulder's body until he was screaming Alex's name 
into the pillow. Moment's later Krycek, too, came 
deep within his lover.
 
"Oh, yes, oh God, Alex, that was phenomenal."
 
Krycek pulled out and rolled to the side. Mulder 
twisted around to look deep into gray eyes with 
sprinklings of jade in them that seemed to glow in 
the half-light. Tenderly he reached out, fingertips 
brushing against skin. The head turned into the 
caress as Krycek sighed.
 
Mulder leaned over to lay a light kiss on that 
cute, upturned nose. "You're so good for me, Alex. 
I can't imagine being with anyone else. I love you, 
Alex."
 
"I love you too, Fox."
 
Mulder lay back against the bed letting Krycek 
burrow in next to him in his favorite position. 
Krycek sighed as he could hear Mulder's strong 
heartbeat.  Strong arms held him closely in post-
coital languor.
 
The two lovers laid there for a while, hands softly 
playing over drying skin. Krycek even twirled the 
few of Mulder's chest hairs around with his fingers 
before saying, "We're still going to have an 
adventure."
 
Mulder laughed under him, "I never said no."
 
"Good, I know your going to like this."
 
"With you there, how can I hate it?"
 
Krycek smiled against Mulder's chest before closing 
his eyes to plan out exactly what they would be 
doing. For some reason McDonalds came to mind.
 
That had some possibilities.
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