From: Ladyhawk Date: Tue, 16 Feb 1999 19:27:45 -0500 Subject: Lightning 4: Burst Into Flames by Ladyhawk 1/1 Slash TITLE: Lightning 4: Burst Into Flames AUTHOR: Ladyhawk EMAIL ADDRESS: funger1@hofstra.edu DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Anywhere, just tell me SPOILER WARNING: vague season 6, I've changed One Son, but the result is pretty much the same RATING: NC-17 CLASSIFICATION: V, A, X, R SUMMARY: Scully helps Mulder and Skinner get it together. DISCLAIMER: You think I own them? Yeah right, I can't even afford one of Mulder's ties. CC owns them all. Author's notes: Here it is Diana! You can get up off the floor now. :) Thanks to everyone with their comments about my two Fowley death scenes. She deserved it. Feedback welcome at funger1@hofstra.edu Lightning 4: Burst Into Flames by Ladyhawk (funger1@hofstra.edu) What the hell? I gaze at Scully's face, shocked. Two days ago I told her a revelation. I was falling in love with our boss, Walter Skinner. I told her that we had gotten a chance to talk while we recovered from our respective injuries. In our talking, I learned that little fact about myself. But I hadn't told him. I wouldn't know where to start. What I didn't tell her was that all that talk was through psychic communication. But that was the least of my worries at that point. I was afraid of her reaction to my realization that I was bisexual. I didn't have a thing to worry about. When I broached that topic, she laughed. "I'm just glad you didn't have this realization when you met Tom Colton." She went on to say that my sexuality didn't matter to her. I was her partner and her friend. That was that. But now she's smiling at me with a knowing smile on her face. "Take a chance, Mulder. You won't be disappointed." She's not trying to tell me that he. . .Impossible! I look toward Skinner. He has a scared look on his face. "Sir?" "We can talk about this later, Agent Mulder." He sighs and turns away. I look back at Scully, who is getting up to leave. "You can either follow me now, Mulder and talk to him later, or talk to him now. I'll cover for you both if you want." "It probably will take the rest of the day, Agent Scully." Skinner makes a decision. I'm too shocked still to do so. The grin on her face is wicked. "I don't mind, Sir." Skinner's face relaxes considerably. "We'll see you tomorrow, Scully. And thanks." "Just take care of him, Sir." And with that, she was out the door. I look up at my boss. "Skinner?" "Go get your car and drive to my apartment. I assume you still know where it is?" I nod. "Good. When we get there, I'll explain." //Trust me. It'll be ok.// What else can I do? ---------------------------------------------------- Skinner's mind is silent as I drive to Crystal City. This agitates me even more than Scully's comments. When I get to Skinner's building, he is waiting on the steps for me. "Come on. We'll talk inside." We walk together in silence. I stand in his livingroom nervously as he switches on a light and sheds his coat and suit jacket. "Sit down, Mulder." I sit on the couch as he lowers himself to the armchair nearby. I nervously stand up again to take off my coat. Skinner watches this with guarded eyes. When I am finally settled, Skinner speaks up. "Mulder, what do you think of me?" "Uh, I think you're a nice guy, a good boss. . ." Skinner's lips twitch at this. "The reason I ask is because I think Scully got a good look at my opinion of you during our little experiment in my office." "You think I'm an alien?" I can't help it. I could cut the tension in here with a knife. He graces me with a small smile. "I knew that a long time ago." He pauses and sits forward, his arms on his thighs. "I like you, Mulder. But it's more than that. . ." Pieces are starting to fit together here. The dreams, his intrusion into my fantasy, his fear. "You are attracted to me?" "Yes." I laugh in relief. My turn to confess. "Umm, about what I told Scully a few days ago.." I think he can see the mischievous glint that I know suddenly appeared in my eyes. "Ye-es?" I close my eyes and release all the thoughts I hid from him the last few days. His mind shows me shock and a growing glee. Glee, from my straight-laced boss? Yup, and it's infectious. I open my eyes to a smile on Skinner's face. //Walter.// He insists. //Ok, but no Fox.// //How about 'lover?'// My smile is so wide I think my face will crack. --------------------------------------------------- We decide to give Scully a call at the office to tell her we've gotten our act together. I don't want her to worry. She worries about me just as much as I do her, she just isn't as vocal. But she gets vocal when I tell her the good news. "Congratulations! I'll have to tell Colton his virtue is safe." Skinner looks horrified until I quickly relate my conversation with Scully a few days ago. After a few pleasantries, an admonishment from Scully to not come into work tomorrow until our 2pm flight to Seattle and her promise to tell Kim that Walter's sick, we hang up. Walter looks at me curiously. "How long do you think the case in Seattle will take?" "I don't know. A couple days, a week. You know how VCS can get when I'm around." Scully and I are still trying to sort through the mess Spender and Diana left the X-files in. Because we have no cases yet, Walter was forced to loan us to Violent Crimes when they asked. Unfortunately for the three of us, VCS has a bad habit of obstructing our part of the investigation. My mind fills with empathetic feelings from Walter. He hasn't had the best experiences with that group, either. "Then I better make this last." I am grabbed from behind as images of us intimately locked together flood my brain. My arousal is almost instantaneous. I twist around so I can lock my lips to his. The temperature of the room raises 10 degrees in that second. As our kiss intensifies and our breathing quickens, we find another advantage of our psychic link. Our feelings of arousal play off each other. There is no doubt here that either of us is faking responses. That knowledge alone makes me moan. I feel an echoing shudder in Walter. And we can tell each other what feels good. Everything feels good in the aroused cloud my mind has become, but some of Walter's touches are better than others. I let him knows this and feel him glory in the groans that result. He is reluctant to reciprocate with information, so I move my hands across his body until his mind registers the responses I want. By this time we are almost ready to come. And we haven't even taken our clothes off yet! We laugh a bit as my realization is sent to him. We back away from each other and strip quickly. Stains are so hard to get out of wool suits. I push him to sit the couch and kneel in front of it. After a deep kiss and mental reassurance to Walter that yes, I want to do this, I bring my face level with his straining erection. Now, I've seen men's penises before. Let's face it, our gender is the less modest of the two. But I fell in love with Walter's mind first. My admiration of his body was an afterthought. But, oh what an afterthought! //Are you just going to stare at it?// He must have picked up my nervousness. I smile at him. //I'm admiring a work of art.// //This is a 'Please Touch' exhibit, Mulder.// I laugh at that. Where does he hide his sense of humor? It was one of my most surprising revelations about him. But I get back to the task at hand. . .literally. I wrap my hand around his shaft. This time I don't have to hunt to figure out what he wants. He becomes very 'vocal,' guiding me in how to pleasure him best with his thoughts. His pleasure becomes mine, almost physically. My hand works in the rhythm he requested when something dawns on me. I want to know the way he tastes. So I bring my mouth down on his erection until it meets my hand. With the gasp of pleasure from him comes his confession that he wanted this but was afraid to ask. //Oh, come on. I'm open to extreme possibilities.// I didn't know it was possible to laugh and groan at the same time until now. As I set myself to the task, I find my body responding to the pleasure flowing over me from his mind. The more pleasure I give him, the more I receive. As my tongue explores the tastes and textures of his cock, I can feel an echo on my own erection. Soon enough, my ministrations are too much for us both. I feel him jerk against me and shoot into my waiting mouth. Seconds later, his pleasure floods my brain. I jerk my head away to keep from biting him and clutch at his hips as I come without so much as a finger laid on my cock. //Interesting side effect.// Walter is smiling at me gently. //Yeah, I'll say.// I lay my head on his thigh, suddenly exhausted. //Come on. Let's get cleaned up.// We get up, wipe off the furniture and ourselves and climb into Walter's bed. After a short nap, we get up to eat. After our simple meal of pasta and chicken, we find out that my experience earlier wasn't a fluke. Walter comes right after his mouth finishes sending me to heaven. We spend the rest of the day in bed, touching both with mind and body. We fall asleep wrapped around each other. When Scully comes to get me the next day, her grin echoes mine. "Did you two have a good time?" "It was a mindblowing experience." -------------------------------------------------- Hi again! No, this isn't done yet. (There are some words missing..it was deliberate :)) I have two more parts on my mind, and with the rate I'm going at, they may be done tonight! (I may or may not be kidding here..it remains to be seen.) I could use the feedback at this stage, so please tell me what you think. Feedback welcome at funger1@hofstra.edu I'll post Lightning 3 at my website tonight for any who missed it. www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Chateau/9659