Left Turn at Albuquerque (or Point of No Return) ~ Chapter Two

"What Happens In Albuquerque, Stays in Albuquerque!"

by AgentAlexKrycek

Pairing: Mulder/Krycek
Rating: NC-17 M/M Slash

Disclaimer: The characters of the television show "The X-Files" are the creations and property of Chris Carter, 1013 Productions, and the Fox Broadcasting Network, and have been used here without permission for adult entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended.

Timeframe: Alex Krycek's first week with the FBI, and with Mulder

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Chapter Two ~ "What Happens in Albuquerque Stays in Albuquerque!"

Albuquerque, N.M.

Alex had only spent a couple of days in the hospital, before being released with a clean bill of health. Back on the job and back on the road, the two agents found themselves in a hotel room in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

"Oh man, dinner was fantastic!" Alex exclaimed as he dived backwards onto the bed. "Thanks, Mulder. I don't get too many chances to eat in a nice restaurant. You know me, I'm more of a beer and pizza kind of guy."

"First of all, that wasn't a 'nice' restaurant, remember this is Albuquerque, " Mulder corrected. "This is a city whose major claim to fame is that it's responsible for getting more cartoon bunnies lost than any other in the nation. And, second, we hadn't had a chance to celebrate your return from the dead."

Mulder was being sarcastic, trying to get Alex's goat. The restaurant had been incredible. Situated on a peak on the top of the Sandia Mountains, the restaurant had views that stretched for hundreds of miles in every direction. The only way to get to the restaurant was a breathtaking, and sometimes unsettling, two-mile tramway ride to the crest. Billed as the "world-longest," the ride took you from one world to another. They had departed from the hot and dry high-desert environment, but arrived at the top to find pockets of snow and ski-lifts. The towering mountain range shelters the southwestern city below, and the view at night is beautiful to behold. Like a miniature Los Angeles, the lights stretch for the horizon. It was probably one of the most romantic places Mulder had ever been. The food was palatable, made better only by the understanding that it had to ride the same tramway to the top of the mountain everyday.

Alex Krycek had enough alcohol in him to not be out-done, not tonight anyway. "Mulder, don't you know that New Mexico is famous the galaxy over for it's cuisine. Little green men can't say enough about that diner in, what's the name of that city again, Roswell? The foods to die for! Would you like your mutilated cow well done, medium, or disemboweled, sir?"

Mulder, on his own bed, laughed, and then reached for a pillow and threw it at the younger agent.

"I think I'll take a shower," Alex said.

Mulder lay on the bed, his eyes on the ceiling. His mind was full of thoughts. He couldn't believe how close he had gotten to Alex in such a short time. Where Mulder was cynical and suspicious, Alex was joking and boisterous. He wanted to tell him how important he had become in his life. How he had ended the isolation that Mulder had exiled himself into. He looked forward to each day now and it was due in a large part to his new partner. But telling him could change everything. Not only was it unprofessional, but there was the chance that Alex didn't share these feelings of friendship. After all, it was only friendship, since nothing had come from it. Mulder let the thoughts leave his mind as his stripped off his suit.

The bathroom door opened, and a thick cloud of steam came out. Out of the steam came Alex.

"Showers all yours, Mulder," he said. Wrapped only in a small towel which didn't cover much, the sight of Alex had the same effect on Mulder as always. His heart skipped a beat and his body started to respond. His eyes took in the body in front of him. It was a swimmers body, nicely muscled. Beads of sparkling water still clung to the almost hairless pecs, making glistening trails down his abs. The only flaw was the remains of a small bruise to the left center of the chest. The only mark left from the shooting the week before. Mulder unconsciously reached for it, placing his hand over it. Krycek covered the hand with his own and looked into Mulder's eyes.

"Does it still hurt?" Mulder asked.

"Only when I laugh, luckily I don't have to worry about that when I'm with you, Mulder," he smiled and dropped his hand.

Mulder had forgotten that he was standing in only his underwear. Underwear that was starting to strain from the pressure building behind it. He almost dove into the bathroom.

He came out what seamed to him like hours later. The room was dark and Alex had already curled under only a sheet in the crisp desert night. The light of the neon sign outside provided a soft comforting pulse in the room as he dropped his towel and did the same. His back was towards Alex, as he tried to clear his mind for sleep. He was still wondering what the younger agent must think of him. He was certainly living up to his reputation of being strange.

This was stupid! He wasn't gay. So, he had some childhood experimentations, but every boy has those. Why did Krycek reawaken all these strange feelings in him. He couldn't even guess at Krycek's sexuality since they never discussed their personal lives. He didn't even know that much about Krycek's childhood, except that it wasn't very happy. That's probably why the two got along so well. After losing his sister, Samantha, Mulder's childhood had ended too early as well.

Krycek had drive, ambition, a need for approval, and acceptance, that almost surpassed all else. He was like a horse, a wild stallion, needing to be broken. Mulder's psychological background took over and he could only imagine what Dr. Freud would have to say about his comparison of Alex to a stallion. With a pitiful moan, he turned away from the window and his tortured thoughts.

In the blinking of the light, he looked over at Alex. He was surprised to find Alex gazing back at him. Their eyes locked for a time and words were no longer necessary. Both stood, bridging the distance between them. Mulder wrapped the younger agent in his arms, kissing him again as if it was his life that depended on it now. He thought that he knew what passion was until this very moment. Everything was Alex and the only thing that mattered was Alex. He longed to share with him, explore him, and possess him. He stopped kissing only long enough to search Alex's face for any signs of objections.

Alex's eyelashes fluttered open, looking for the reason the kiss had ended. Their eyes met once again, as Mulder asked, "Are you sure you want this?"

"I want you," Alex answered. "I need you, Fox.'

"Don't call me Fox..." Mulder mumbled as he kissed his way down Alex's neck..

"I probably should let you know though, that I've never done this before...with a man," Alex whispered out between kisses. Mulder pulled back, and looked into those green eyes again, losing himself in them. "We can go as slow or fast as you want; do whatever you want or don't want to do."

"Mulder, you talk way too much," Alex said as he pushed him onto the bed. Alex knelt on the bed, appraising his new lover. His hands ran over Mulder's body, memorizing every detail.

Mulder closed his eyes and let the feelings overtake him. The strong fingers ran through the light hair on his chest. He felt the hands go tentatively lower, until they were gently exploring his cock. He re-opened his eyes to find Alex looking at him again. "You really want to fuck me?" Alex asked with a strange smile on his face.

"I want to make love to you," Mulder corrected. "If that's what you mean."

"With this huge fucking cock!" Alex exclaimed. "Look, Mulder, I don't want my first time to be my last time. Can I re-think my position here."

"It's the only cock I have, and It only came in that size," Mulder answered carefully with a smirk. "Besides, we can do any position you want." Mulder flexed his legs, throwing Alex over on the bed. Starting at his lips, he kissed a trail down his neck to his chest. Taking one of Alex's nipples in his mouth, he bit gently down. The moan filled the room as Alex's body lifted off the bed. He repeated the torture on the other nipple before continuing down. His hands reached Alex's cock first, and he gripped it hard. Alex moaned again. Mulder looked at the new cock in his hand. It was beautiful. The shape was perfect, and though not as large as his, still substantial in size. He realized also that this was the point of no return. They could still stop and save face. All this could be blamed on the few drinks they had had at the restaurant earlier. He made his decision and took Alex's hard cock into his mouth.

Just as he had suspected, Alex was wild in the bedroom. He thrashed and moaned. He ran his hands through Mulder's hair, and couldn't decide whether to push his head lower or pull it away. When the moans started to come faster, and Alex started to babble in something that sounded like Russian, Mulder pulled his mouth away. Alex tried to push his head back down to no avail.

"Not yet comrade, I don't want you to come so soon," Mulder said, gently stroking the sweat away from Alex's eyes.

Alex's next move caught him off balance. In a heartbeat, Alex had slid under Mulder leg, reached around his back and pulled him to the top of the bed. As Mulder braced himself against the hotel wall, Alex pulled Mulder's cock into his mouth. There was some sputtering and choking in the beginning, spurring Murder to ask if everything was okay. Had Alex bit off more than he could chew? His only answer was the gliding of the velvety soft tongue as it explored where the hands had left off.

Alex took Mulder's cock down his throat to the point of gagging, and marveled that there was still more left. He reluctantly released his trophy, and took each ball into his mouth. His hands were busy as well, exploring Mulder's muscled ass. He stopped sucking on Mulder's balls long enough to spit on his fingers. Then taking Mulder's cock back into his mouth, he inserted a finger. Mulder went crazy. His body tightened, and his cock started to spasm. He then felt pain as Alex pulled his balls sharply back down, preventing his impending orgasm. "Not yet comrade, I don't want you to come so soon," Alex mimicked with a smirk that could only be called evil.

Mulder looked proudly down at Alex, he had under-estimated the younger man, it wouldn't happen again. "Turn over, babe. Are you ready for this," Mulder asked. "Do you really want it? Tell me that you really want it."

"Do it, Mulder, do it now before I change my mind," Alex said bracing himself. He never saw the slap coming. Mulder's hand landed with a resounding crack across Alex's butt, making him yelp and jump. "What the hell was that for?! Ouch!"

"Your being a smartass, and, oh yeah, for pulling my balls like that!" Mulder laughed. "Would you like me to kiss it and make it better?"

"Yes, damn it, oww," Alex wined. "I was almost in the mood, but now..." The rest of his words were lost as Mulder buried his face between his cheeks. After coating the entry with saliva, Mulder pulled away. Grabbing a bottle of lotion from the nightstand, he applied a liberal amount to himself.

Straddling Alex, Mulder placed the tip of his engorged cock against the virgin opening. He leaned down, sticking his tongue into Alex ear. "This is the point of no return, Alex."

"Fuck meeee, damn you..." Alex moaned and Mulder needed no further encouragement. The feeling as he entered Alex was incredible! It was hot and tight. The moan that escaped the younger man's lips was of pure pleasure. Mulder wondered if he had really ever had sex before this time. But, the feelings weren't just physical, but mental as well. Wave after wave of intense emotions washed over him. He picked up his cadence and Alex matched him move for move. It was a partnership that was meant to be. He had never had it this good.

Something was missing though, and then Mulder realized what. He couldn't see Alex's face, he couldn't look into his eyes. "Alex turn over, put your legs on my shoulders." Mulder ordered. As he entered Alex for the second time, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He began to work Alex's cock with a steady rhythm matching his own thrusts. Alex arched on the bed until the only part touching the mattress was his shoulders. "Open your eyes, Alex," Mulder ordered again. The look between them was electric. Mulder heard himself saying it before he even realized what he was saying, ""I love you, I think I have from the first day I met you."

Krycek smiled and said, "I love having sex with you too." If Mulder needed an out, Krycek had just provided one.

Mulder was getting too close now, too close for reason. He bent down to kiss Alex, while still fucking and stroking him. "Say it, " he ordered between kisses. "Tell me, God damn you, tell me you love me!" Alex was getting hammered, and his moans were coming fast and loud. It would be over in a second. "Say it Alex, please," Mulder begged as he lost himself inside Alex. He could feel Alex coming as well. His cock sent shot after shot of cum between their two connected bodies. Alex threw his arms around Mulder's neck, kissing him long, hard, and deep. Inside the kiss, he said the words, "I love you, too." And then he broke down in tears. The sobs wracked his body.

Mulder felt like hell. "Alex, oh God, are you hurt? he asked genuinely concerned. "I'm sorry, It's totally my fault. I should have never had you do this." He held the younger man until the tears abated, and held him long after still. His cock was still buried in Alex, when his partner opened his eyes again.

"I'm not hurt, not in any way that I wouldn't want to be hurt from now on. I just never knew how much I needed to hear those words from another person, ...even you. You know, you really did re-start my heart, in more ways than you can ever know."

"Thanks Krycek, you rat, you're such a romantic," Mulder retorted. "You know, no matter what happens from here on out, we'll always have Albuquerque." Laughter filled the room, until Mulder felt Alex prodding him. "What's up, Doc? Is that a carrot in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

"Hey Mulder, is it my turn to make love to you now,?" he asked with a look he knew that Mulder couldn't resist.

Chapter's End (Actually the beginning) Don't you just love a good Paradox?! ;-) Two Chapters left to go, what do you guys think? :-)