[Makebelieve] The Slave 12 - XF - Skinner/Krycek

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The Slave 12
by PEJA

Fandom: XFiles
Pairing: Krycek/m
Portrayed by: (optional)Nicholas Lea/ Other characters: Special Agent Fox
Mulder (David Duchovny), Special Agent Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson),
Assistant Director Walter Skinner (Mitch Pileggi)
Category: Slash
Rating: FRM
Status: series WIP, chapter complete
Spoilers: none
Series/Sequel: part 12 of "The Slave"
Brief Summary: Fear, thy name is Alex
Warnings: overall BDSM, torture. Really dark nastiness happening
Notes/acknowledgments: This one is dedicated to all the readers who have
sent me the wonderful comments. I really appreciate knowing someone is
reading what I write...Amazed, mind, but very appreciative.
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs
in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to
the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A
heads up would be nice as well.
Previous chapters can be read at http://peja1956.livejournal.com/118762.html.
Just follow the links at the end of the chapters



Krycek went very still for a heartbeat, before saying, "Yes, sir."

Watching the man, Walter wondered briefly if it had been a mistake calling
him thrall. He'd wanted to take control of a situation he feared might be
spiraling out of control. Reminding Krycek that in his mind, he was a thrall
had been a chance he felt needed to be risked.

Had it been a push to hard for the confused man to handle?

"Alex, look at me."

Krycek's green gaze lifted, flinched away, then through an obvious effort,
returned to hold Skinner's.

Skinner smiled. "Come here, boy."

Krycek dropped from his knees, and began to crawl over to e other man.

Walter's gaze roamed Krycek's too thin form with rising interest. Scowling
at his inability to ignore the tempting treat, he growled. "On your feet,
boy. You're a man, for Christ's sake. Walk."

A tremor rippled up Krycek's spine as the words settled in his mind. Sharp
teeth nibbling at the corner of his lower lip, he moved back to his knees,
then rose gracefully.

Walter saw the trouble Krycek was in instantly. The man wavered on bloodless
knees, then as if in slow motion, began to crumble toward the floor. Walter
was there before he was halfway down, catching Krycek up to his chest in a
crushing embrace.

A soft whimper escaped Kyrcek's pale lips. His hands lifted, resting on
Skinner's chest.

"Its okay." Walter said softly. "I've got you."

Krycek's wide eyed gaze met Skinner's.

"Didn't think about how long you've been kneeling there. Should of realized
your legs had fallen asleep." He brushed back Krycek's hair. "You okay,
boy."

"You..." Krycek stared at him. "You caught me."

"Well, of course I did. Wan't just going to stand there and let you splatter
across my floor, was I? You've been injured enough, far as I can see. No
need to add insult."

"But...Why?"

"Why?"

"This one is expendable." Krycek was speaking to himself, Walter realized
from the vaguely unfocused glaze to his eyes. "Master has no desire for this
one. Why would master catch a worthless thrall who can be replaced by one of
the herd? One who would appeal to..."

Skinner silenced him with a soul destroying kiss. Krycek accepted the kiss,
giving Skinner free access to his lips, his mouth, accepting, but not asking
for anything for himself.

Skinner sighed, breaking the kiss. He ran a thumb over Krycek's lower lip,
gazing into Alex' wide green eyes. Reading the confusion radiating from
Krycek.

"I do want you, boy." Skinner told him, thrusting his hips forward so Krycek
could feel his hard length. "Make no mistake there. I've wanted to bury my
cock deep in your ass since the day you first walked into my office."

"Sir?"

"Are you playing with me, Alex?" Skinner asked softly. "Pretending to be
this innocent victim?" His fingers tangled in Krycek's hair, suddenly
tugging his head back so the arch of Krycek's throat was bared to him. "Are
you?"

Krycek blanched, clinging to Skinner's forearms for support. "Please, Sir."

"Please?" Skinner scraped his teeth against Kyrcek's pulsating jugular.
Krycek shivered against him, drawing a growl from deep down in Skinner's
gut. "Please....what?"

"How may this one...." Krycek paused as Skinner's arms tightened around him,
reminding him. "How may I serve you?"

Skinner tipped Krycek's chin up, "I will not take advantage of you, boy?"

"I...dont understand."

"When I kiss you," Skinner claimed Kyrcek's lips once more, with the same
unsatisfying response. "Milksop." He sighed. "I could get as much from a
rubber doll. I won't have a human sex doll in my arms, or my bed." He put
Krycek away from him, watching carefully for any sign of his knees giving
way again before he moved away. "I'm hungry? Come along.Lets see what we can
put together a supper for us."


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