A heavy thump sounded to his right, followed by the rusty squeal of a zipper. He held his lover's face firmly between his hands and looked him in the eye. I wonder if the same thing happened to her that happened to my Samantha, Walter. Mulder slowly wiggled his way backwards; every movement he made caused shooting pains from his wounds. Marita pulled out a large piece of leather that he couldn't quite make out. You make demands, you force yourself into this room, into my space, but you're not often polite about it. So no one was allowed to touch you.
The World is Different, Mulder: The X-Files, ‘This’
Mulder grumpily pushed his food around the plate, managing a few bites only when Skinner went upstairs, brought the paddle down, and laid it pointedly on the table. She started kissing down her neck slowly, working her way from breast to pussy. Worse than that was the fact that Skinner had kept that information from Mulder in order to protect him. And do you know why you never felt my wrath, Agent Mulder? She was rushing, higher and higher, faster and faster. You've been asleep for several hours. Written for Mary Ann on her birthday, with admiration for her courage in the face of adversity.
'X-Files' Season 11, Episode 2: Who Is Richard Langley?
You insisted on having your own way almost all the time. So how does this all connect to what we saw in the last episode? He bent down to remove the annoying boots but Alex grabbed his arm and led him over the biggest motor-cycle Fox had ever seen. Was he really that much of a pervert? He saw that Kersch and the two Spenders had been trussed up; they were all lying face down on the pavement. I don't want to talk, either. That's why --" "I get it.
Mulder steeled himself, grasped his lover's waist tightly, and began to thoroughly blister the tautly muscled buttocks in front of him. Mulder propelled his body into a sprint as soon as his feet hit the ground, heading for the woods at the back of the station. You seemed to be pretty close to catching him. He knew and didn't contribute much more that, "Yes, sir. Skinner stood and walked behind Mulder's chair and without commenting, began to deliver a neck massage with a certain amount of skill and an ungodly amount of unleashed, but tangible strength.