A Mulder/Krycek Fight Club Story The Pact part 3 Deviation by Mulderslady DISCLAIMER: They don't belong to me, wish they did. They definitely would have done this by now if I did. RATING: NC-17 CLASSIFICATION: SLASH, Violence galore KEYWORDS: BD, Slash SPOILERS: none URL: www.geocities.com/~mulderslady/extreme1.html FEEDBACK: Please!!! at damacia@home.com ARCHIVE: The M/K fight club of course and then anywhere!! SUMMARY: A continuation of The Pact, the next match. 9 p.m. Tampa Florida, Broad and 50th. Mulder waited on the corner and admired the abandoned factory. Krycek has a thing for abandoned buildings he thought as he saw him pull up and get out. "Inside now." Krycek growled as Mulder followed, his cock twitching with excitement at the sound of his voice. Krycek stopped in the middle of the bare factory floor and took off his weapons. Mulder did the same and looked at Krycek closely, admiring his beautiful dark eyes, and muscular build. Just to feel him writhing under him again was enough to make him not want to lose. He charged him quickly, punching Krycek hard in the ribs and cracking his head over his knee. Krycek fell to the ground and Mulder climbed over top of him. He kissed him hungrily, his tongue tasting the man, he tasted sweet and tangy like a ripe orange. Mulder liked how he tasted, and lightly ran his fingers across Krycek's chest. Krycek kneed Mulder hard in the groin and kick him repeatedly in the ribs when he crumpled to the ground. "After what you did to me last time did you think I'd give in so easy? 8 weeks, 8 fucking weeks in the hospital. They wanted me to fill out a rape report you psycho!" "It wouldn't have happened if you hadn't insisted on fighting. I'll offer you a choice Krycek. One will be more painful than the other." Krycek stopped kicking him "What is it?" "We can fight till one surrenders, winner take all as usual or you can come back to my hotel and we make love like we should." Mulder said standing and staring Krycek intensely in his eyes. He licked his lips in expectation and Krycek kissed Mulder hungrily. Mulder's tongue ventured back into his mouth and started to enjoy tasting him again, when Krycek's teeth closed on it almost biting it through. Mulder screamed in agony and punched Krycek hard in the stomach, making him release his tongue. "Oh your dead now you mother fucking punk ass bitch!" Mulder screamed as he threw Krycek against a conveyor belt. He grabbed him hard by his hair and crashed his face into the belt several times, countering each with a blow to the kidney. Krycek kicked Mulder in the leg hard making him let go and charged him, bringing him down to the floor where he proceeded to beat his face in. Mulder brought his fist up and connected it with Krycek's eye. He reeled back in pain and Mulder threw the back of Krycek's head into the side of the conveyor belt then he brought it crashing down to the floor. He continued till he heard the pop of cartilage and Krycek's savage screams. He then threw Krycek's head back into the conveyor belt and kicked him repeatedly in the stomach till Krycek slumped over on his side , defeated. Mulder grunted with victory and unzipped his pants. He pulled Krycek up to his feet and draped him over the conveyor belt and undid his pants and underwear. "Now I'm going to make love to you Krycek. You could have had this without the pain and the broken nose." Mulder said as he entered him with a grunt. Krycek didn't make a sound till Mulder's hard cock brushed his prostate. He moaned loudly and started to counter his thrusts. Mulder reached around and started to swirl his thumb around the tip of Krycek's cock, then sliding his hand down his shaft, squeezing gently eliciting more groans of pleasure from Krycek. "You are so stubborn. Why are you so stubborn? If this is what you wanted, why didn't you ask?" "That's not part of the game Mulder. Fight first, then fuck. The object of the game is to win so you are the one fucking, not the one being fucked." "Such foul language Alex from such a pretty mouth. Next time I'm going to make you watch me as I fuck you. Make you come so many times your head will explode." Mulder said pumping into him harder and squeezing Krycek's cock urgently till both men exploded, coming hard and loud. Mulder collapsed on top of Krycek, staying there for a moment caressing his back lightly with his fingers. "Get off me." Krycek grumbled. "Why?" "Get off me now!" Mulder pulled out and slammed Krycek's head against the conveyor belt then kicked him hard in the back. "Your turn to pick Loser." Mulder said as he zipped up his pants and left, leaving Krycek laying in a bloody pool of his own semen. 5 months later Mulder flipped through the channels on the TV mindlessly. God I wish Scully was around, at least fucking her would take some of this boredom away. The phone rang and Mulder quickly picked it up. "Mulder" "1 am Fairborn Ohio, Wright Patterson Air Force Base, F-14 hanger. I'm tired of playing games Mulder. That was the last time you win, Bitch." Mulder smiled ruefully, that's what you think he thought as he called to make the plane reservations