Title: Oops
Pairing: Mulder/Krycek, X-Files
Rating: R
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Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: For
literati. *smooch*Krycek's hand worked frantically at his cock, the scent of Mulder on the pillow beneath his face helping him to immerse himself in fantasy.
Here, in Mulder's bed, he could pretend that things between them had never gone wrong. With every breath he drew in scents and flavours of the man. He closed his eyes and wished that it was real.
The distant sound of key in lock sank into his mind, and slipped into the illusion without a ripple. Mulder was home unexpectedly from his field trip to Seattle. He was heading to the bedroom and his lover...
"Krycek?!"
