Title: Boy Scout Ways
Pairing: Mulder/Krycek of X Files
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: As with all my M/K, this is for literati. *smooch*
Boy Scout Ways
The bare brick wall was rough against his skin. Cheek and brow and palms abraded with every tiny movement. But he wouldn't stay still. Couldn't, not while Mulder's hands were patting him down, checking every crevice for only he knew what.
Not weapons. The pistol at his ankle was skimmed over and ignored; the holster nestled snugly in his armpit didn't rate a look.
Krycek shifted restlessly as fingers dipped inside his pockets - jacket, in and out, and then his pants.
"What happened to your boy scout habit of always being prepared?"
Krycek shoved his hips back, ass grinding meaningfully into Mulder's cock.
"I am prepared. Get on with it!"
In seconds, his pants and briefs were bunched around one ankle, his legs obscenely splayed as he was forced up on his toes. A palm between his shoulder blades pinned him to the wall as Mulder pushed his way inside with measured, brutal thrusts.
Discomfort merged with, coalesced into painful pleasure - every slam of hips driving Krycek hard against the bricks. Mulder grabbed his cock and stripped it, quick and rough - fragile flesh leaving smeared kisses on the wall.
Krycek came with soundless screams, dragging Mulder with him.