Author: Jas Masson
Title: Right Number
Rating: NC17 for EXPLICIT descriptions of spanking and
slashy sex
Summary: Still no plot. Just call me the plotless
wonder. Got the idea after finding the RatB archive.
They had a phone sex challenge, so I thought...phone
spanking! I crack myself up! <g>Right Number (NC17)
*ring ring* *ring ring*
"Mulder."
"So. Another car bites the dust."
Mulder sighed. "Yes, Sir," he said, a little
petulantly, truth be told. He was angry at the
punishment Skinner had given him this time. He was
used to his lover's disciplinary actions being
more...personal. More painful, obviously, but more,
well, intimate. When he heard what his lover had
wanted him to do he'd been relieved, of course - he
didn't relish a spanking - but had also felt a
little...cheated."And not aliens this time, Agent Mulder, was it?"
"Um, no Sir."
"Not consortium assassins, or genetically modified
tomato beasts, or any such, was it, Agent Mulder?""Um, no Sir."
"What was it, Agent Mulder?"
"I um, I... Can we talk about this when I get back,
Sir?""Why is that, Agent Mulder?"
Mulder glanced around the half packed train, "I'm
still on the train, Sir.""Of course. And you don't want all the people around
you to hear how you left the keys in the ignition of
your bureau car, in a very unsavory area in the middle
of the night and had it stolen?"Mulder flushed slightly, "No, Sir." He suddenly
realized one of Skinner's motives in choosing this as
a form of punishment. He wanted to embarrass Mulder
on the train by making him admit his stupid mistake in
public. He'd understood when Skinner had told him the
bureau would not pay for another rental car to get him
back to DC, and that he'd have to take the train, that
his lover was imposing upon him the consequences of
his admittedly rather foolish actions. And here was
another little annoyance. He sighed again, loud
enough for Skinner to hear."Well. I see you're irritated with the train
already." Skinner sighed, "You really are quite
spoilt, sometimes, you know.""I am not!" Mulder raised his voice in indignation,
forgetting about his audience for the moment. "It's
not that, it's just..." he stopped suddenly, horrified
at the direction his thoughts were taking, and that
he'd almost blurted them out on the train. He *was*
annoyed that Skinner had just sighed and told him to
take the train. As though he couldn't be bothered to
take time out of his busy day to discipline him
properly. He pushed down hard on that train of
thought."Just what, Agent Mulder?"
"Nothing."
"Just that you were expecting a spanking?"
Mulder gasped, "No Sir!" He felt the heat burn his
face. He knew intellectually the rest of the train
car couldn't hear his lover but still..."Yes you were. I know you were surprised when I told
you to take the train. We're you relieved, or a
little disappointed?""I wasn't disappointed!" Mulder spluttered, flushing
more deeply. His lover knew him too well.The laugh from the other end of the phone was knowing,
low and deep. "But don't worry, I think you
definitely need that spanking and I *do* care enough
to give it to you." There was a hard edge in the
velvety smooth voice and Mulder knew that Skinner had
been aware of his unwarranted sense of...insecurity
when his lover hadn't threatened a spanking. The
sense of relief was followed immediately with a rush
of adrenaline-fueled fear."N-no. That won't be necessary, Sir."
"Oh yes it will, very necessary. In fact, I think
it's necessary right now.""What?" Mulder was confused. Skinner wished he could
see it, Mulder was absolutely adorable when he was
confused. He was also absolutely adorable in numerous
other situations, one of which Skinner was very
interested in at this very moment."Well, there are two choices here, Agent Mulder. One,
you wait until you get back home for your spanking,
and I promise you it will be severe, a strapping
probably.""No," Mulder gasped.
"Or, you can take half now, and half when you get
back.""W-what?"
"Yes," Skinner continued in his beautiful dark voice
as if Mulder hadn't interrupted him, "You'll wait for
me to come back from work at home, in the corner.
Your bottom will already be prettily on display, as
you'll be naked."Mulder flushed, suddenly aware of the stirring in his
pants at the thought, and equally aware of the other
occupants of his train carriage."You know how much I love to see you like that, how
beautiful you are. How much I love to see you waiting
for me, to see that you're mine. And I know you'll be
hard waiting there for me because you know how much I
love it, love to see you...love you."Mulder gasped, and felt his cock becoming fully erect
at the deep feeling injected in those words. He
crossed his legs, hoping no one had heard.Skinner's sexy voice began again. "I stand there and
watch you for a while because you're so beautiful.
And you get harder still knowing what you do to me.""Eventually I take off my jacket and loosen my tie,
before sitting down on the bed. I call you over. You
come, but reluctantly. You know you deserve your
spanking and you know I want to give it to you and
really that you want it, but you're still afraid,
still embarrassed. You look down, like you always do.
So beautiful. Your eyes down, face flushed and lip
pouting unconsciously. And you're hard. Your cock
red and straining."Mulder shifted in his seat, his cock, indeed, hard and
straining against the fabric of his pants.
Surreptitiously, or at least he *hoped*
surreptitiously, he pulled the expensive material of
his overcoat over his lap to hide the evidence.Skinner's low honeyed voice continued relentlessly, "I
pull you over my lap and hold you there, admiring you
as you tense your pretty, white bottom in
anticipation. I wait, stroking the sensitive flesh
first and you moan, rubbing against me in response."Mulder bit his lip to keep back his moan.
"Then I begin. I start on the center of your tight
buttocks, my hand loud against your flesh. I spank
you over and over, you know you deserve it and push
your pink bottom out to meet my smacks."Skinner's voice was so deep Mulder felt he could drown
in it, "You like it, although you'd never admit it,
but I know. I know from the way you push back to meet
my hand, rub against my thighs. But this is a
punishment, so I up the tempo and spank you harder."Mulder groaned, remembering the position all too well,
the feeling of pleasure, coupled with the feeling of
helplessness, and the knowledge that it would get much
worse. Much, much worse."I bring my hand down hard on the sensitive undercurve
of you naked bottom, concentrating on the sit spot.
You yelp as I pepper the sensitive place where your
beautiful bottom meets your long, hard thighs."Mulder groan again, his eyes closed, as he could
almost *feel* the sensations."You're wriggling now, your beautiful, hot, red
buttocks squirming under my hand, trying to escape the
spanks. I finish up with another half dozen hard
smacks to your trembling, bare bottom, and then wait,
my hand resting on your hot flesh."Mulder's breath was coming hard, his bottom almost
stinging and he squirmed in his seat, as he waited
along with Skinner."You finally realize the spanking has stopped and lay
over my lap, panting. I watch as you reflexively
clench your bottom, still unconsciously thinking more
are coming. I can't help myself and bend down to kiss
your beautiful, hot flesh. You groan, and rub against
my lap, your erection filling again.""I pat your bottom then let you up. You go to your
corner silently. I watch appreciatively as your bare
red bottom quivers as you want to rub out the sting,
but have your hands on your head.""I watch for a while then strip off my clothes, and
call you over. You come, still unable to meet my
eyes. God. You're so beautiful, you face is flushed
and tearstained and your lips are pouting even more, I
can't help myself, I raise your chin and kiss your
soft lips gently.""Do you know how you respond when I kiss you just
then? There are no barriers; you return my kiss like
all your soul is in it. I know you love me then, as
your sweet mouth surrenders under mine and you sigh
deep in your throat."Mulder sighed, his lips and ass tingling in sympathy,
he thought about the feelings that washed over him
when Skinner's mouth claimed his."Then I lay you down on the bed, putting the pillows
under your hips so your well spanked bottom is nicely
raised. Ready for me. I push your legs apart and
trace my finger down the crease. You wriggle in
response, your red bottom clenching. I put one soft,
wet kiss on each of your hot cheeks and you writhe
again, rubbing against the pillows.""I reach over to the nightstand and get the lube
before settling between your legs. I rub my slick
finger down your crease again and you buck backwards
into my caress, spreading your legs wider and offering
more of yourself to me.""I take you up on that offer and gently spread your
red buttocks further apart, opening you up to me as
much as possible. And I want all of you. Always.""I push my tongue suddenly between your cheeks and you
moan softly as I stretch your tight little opening.
You try to move back but I hold you still and pull
away. I fuck you leisurely with my tongue, ignoring
your pleas to go faster, teasing the opening until
you're sobbing with need. Finally, when I know you're
on the edge of release I pull away."Mulder made a strangled noise in the back of his
throat."I don't keep you waiting long. I slick up my aching
cock and thrust into you hard and deep. You cry out
and I grab your hands in mine, holding your clenching
fingers, and you hold onto me desperately, like you'll
never let go. I only thrust into you twice before
you're coming, screaming into the bed.""I wait for you to finish, your tight ass clenching me
fiercely as you come, before thrusting into you again
and again. As you lay underneath me, as I fuck you, I
whisper in your ear how much I love you, and I watch
your satiated face cloud over with bliss.""It's too much and I come, your name the last thing on
my breath before I collapse."***
Mulder groaned, feeling sticky and exhausted as a
strange noise brought him back to his senses. The
train announcer.His eyes shot open and the sight that met him was the
entire train car staring at him open-mouthed.An evil chuckle reached his ear.
"Isn't this your stop?"
***
Finis
