MULDER THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
Round Two, Part Two

The boy was running for his life. He had seen the beautiful man at the inn not too far from town and thought he was friendly. But then the man had leered at him and he, frightened, took off into the woods that was just behind the small inn. He heard the stomps of the man following him and he chanced a quick look over his shoulder before jumping over some brush that had fallen onto the small sandy track leading further into the woods.

The boy was familiar with this route, having come many times to town to search for a job. He knew to dress conservatively in the town, otherwise the townsmen would sneer at him in his usual colorful gypsy outfit. But the man seemed faster and just as familiar with the route.

His worn shoes stumbled over a rock that he hadn't seen and he fell flat on his face. The man fell upon him. He gasped when the man lifted and turned him around with ease. His eyes were wide when he saw the man's beautiful face change. He cried out as the horrible features came toward him, the sharp teeth could be seen easily even in the shadowy wood. The creature bit him savagely on the neck. He screamed as loud as he could but no one came to rescue him.

*****

Alex hated these visions of earlier times that came to him when he was on the chase. It had been a quite a long time since he had given chase and purposefully so. He always tried to rid himself of those memories of brutality that he lived those many years ago. Rarely with much success.

He saw a flash of Keiron ahead of him and continued his pursuit, trying to keep the memories at bay...

*****

An old gypsy woman cursed and chanted at him while he watched, sneering. His eyes began to glow and he crumpled to the ground, groaning in pain.

He could sense another figure standing over him. The gypsy tells him that he has been cursed with carrying the soul he tormented. As long as he walked the earth, he will carry the soul, haunted by the torment he had caused his victim. Alex wanted to lash out at the figure, but the pain was unbearable and he could do nothing but listen.

*****

Alex cornered Keiron, he bared his teeth, snarling. He knew he was the reason Keiron was a vampire, but that was no excuse. He had been shown a different path, so could Keiron.

Keiron, though, was in no mood to be shown anything. He sneered at Alex and challenged him. Alex pondered for just a moment then rushed his troubled Childe and pressed his body full against Keiron's. The younger vampire's features changed back to normal and he sighed in pleasure.

"Is this what you want, Alex? It has been a long time...Sire," he breathed.

Alex growled at his Childe. Keiron always did love the incestuous implications that went with those titles. He usually played them to the hilt.

Alex calmed his features and, once again, his beautiful face appeared. He bent toward his Childe, like he used to when they had been together. They seemed to sniff each other, taking in their powerful odors and presence. Their bodies softly caressed together for a bit. Alex nibbled on Keiron's ear, bent away for a bit and then, while Keiron was unaware, he changed back to his horrible monster vamp face and bit the smooth skin of his Childe's neck roughly.

Keiron screamed, "No!"

Alex continued to bite, taking as much as he could, not holding back. Keiron bucked under him but slowly began to lose strength and power as Alex drained him. This was the only way he could think of to weaken his Childe so he would not have the ability to control the Watcher any longer. At least until he regained his powers back. Alex rolled his eyes back into his head, feeling a fever run through his body as so much blood coursed through him. Not in a long time had he feasted so much and he was almost sick by the power of it. When he pushed the now weak body away, he was sick from it all. If he could have done it any other way he would have.

*****

Walter was pouring through several large tomes trying to find any mention of the Brotherhood. Slight twinges in his ass made him remember the humiliation of being fucked by Keiron and in front of Mulder, his Slayer and subordinate. He glanced over at Mulder who seemed to be musing about something, his eyes clearly not following the page he had opened. He saw the inherant beauty of the man and wondered briefly if love between men were possible. The role of bottom had its rewards, even forced into it as he had been.

Mulder was thinking about Alex, he was worried if he would survive the inevitable confrontation he would have with his Childe. Mulder still didn't know what to think about that. Alex and Keiron clearly had a sexual relationship. There was no doubt in Mulder's mind. But how could Alex defeat the other vampire. It was nearly impossible without using his own vamp abilities. Thoughts, unbidden, came to him of Walter being fucked by Keiron and he blushed, thinking of such a thing when the man stood right there with him.

"Mulder, I was thinking that I may get better results if I contacted the Watcher's Council in England. They would be able to help us learn more about this Brotherhood."

Mulder didn't notice the way Skinner was moving closer to him as he talked. His hands strayed to his subordinate's shoulder and arm. Mulder suddenly realized something wasn't right when the Watcher's hand cupped his crotch.

"Oops, sir, what is that?"

Skinner knowledgeably rubbed the stirring cock in Mulder's jeans.

"I didn't think this was part of a Slayer's training..."

Walter pressed his lips against Mulder's to shut his verbal Slayer up. Mulder pulled away and shook his head.

"Sir, I think this is ..." A big finger covered his lips then traced the soft curves of first his upper then his bottom lip.

Mulder didn't know what was with his Watcher but then he didn't know what was with his own body's reactions. He wanted those big hands on his body and now.

He let his Watcher slowly pull off his shirt, then gasped when the big man bent and nibbled his neck and chest. Those hard hands ran over his skin, sending tingles all over his body. Something wasn't right but he wasn't able to resist.

Walter's tongue lapped down Mulder's belly, licking into the belly button, making his Slayer's cock jump in his pants. He began to open Mulder's jeans, wanting to nuzzle at the burgeoning erection bulging there.

The slayer's hands ran over the sleek bald pate, loving the sensual erotic feel. He grasped the ears just as his watcher grasped his cock.

"Oh god... Alex," moaned Mulder as his watcher took the twitching cock into his mouth. He instantly pulled away.

"I-I am sorry, Slayer. I don't know what came over me..."

Mulder blinked up at the perturbed man.

"Don't think, suck!" growled the thoroughly frustrated Slayer.

Walter looked at the beautiful face and saw the frustrated yearning. How could he say no to his Slayer? He bent and began to engulf the now fully erect cock in his mouth.

Mulder's back arched up, wanting to buck up into that hot wet mouth. When he felt his Watcher's tongue play along the underside of his cock, he moaned. The slayer had never been intimate with his Watcher before, but for some reason, it didn't bother him. He encouraged the older man by caressing with his hands and directing with his hips and soon he was shooting down the throat of his Watcher.

Mulder rested for a moment before looking at the large bulge in the watcher's pants. "I can take care of that for you."

The watcher sighed in relief when those long nimble fingers opened his slacks.

Mulder smirked at the tighty whiteys but his eyes nearly bugged out at what popped out. He hadn't seen the Watcher's cock before when Keiron was fucking him. Now he wondered how he missed it. With an experimental flick of his tongue over the large mushroom shaped head, he swallowed as much as he could, doing his best to make it good for the big man.

Walter groaned looking at those beautiful lips stretched wide over his cock. He didn't know how he could last very long. The sight alone was sending him near the edge. He couldn't help it. When Mulder began to wickedly hum, he cried out, "I'm gonna cum."

Thrusting into that tight hole that suddenly opened up for him, letting him free to thrust, Walter grunted then came down his subordinate's throat.

*****

Scully was upset. She could just tell that Mulder was off on a case and she wasn't apart of it. Well she wouldn't stand for it for much longer. She would give that Slayer a piece of her mind. Well, damn it, she would not sit in her apartment and mope. She dressed provocatively and went down to Jessie's apartment and knocked.

The door was opened and a large woman wearing leather answered the door. "Hi, I am here for Jessie's party?"

Just then the pretty blonde girl peeked around one of the leather girl's shoulders and smiled. "Dana, I am so glad you could come."

The leather girl moved away from the door, giving Dana room to enter. When the door closed behind her, Jessie stopped and introduced her to the leather girl.

"Dana, this is Mona. Mona, this is Dana. She lives just down from me, Mona."

Mona smiled, making her look not so gruff as she did at first. "Nice to meet you, Dana."

Dana smiled back. "Nice to meet you too, Mona."

Dana looked around and saw that the guests were all female. She didn't know how to take that at first but Jessie interrupted her thoughts and introduced her to the room. All the women turned their eyes to her; she was surprised at their interest in her. One shorthaired girl, looking quite butch in torn jeans and t-shirt, was glaring challengingly at her. Dana wanted to go over and pat her on the hand and tell her everything was going to be all right. She almost giggled aloud. Butch girls always seemed to need petting to soothe their bruised egos.

It had been awhile since she had been to an all girl party. Her roommate in college had been a lesbian and had introduced her to an alternative lifestyle she had never known before. When her roommate left school to be 'owned' by one of her butch lovers, Dana lost contact with her.

Jessie kept her busy introducing her to her friends but Dana was kind of bored after a bit. Her eyes did take in the candles that were placed everywhere of different shapes and sizes. She moved over to the book shelf and saw books on Wiccan. Well, if Jessie was a lipstick lesbian, she sure had interesting habits. Her eye noticed the pentagram necklace around Jessie's neck. All she needed in her life was a replica of her flighty sister, Melissa.

She never would have thought she would be attracted to the lipstick lesbian but that is what most assumed she was. Most of Jessie's friends were exactly that, career oriented lesbians. Except for Ms. Butch, who sneered at her for most of the evening. Dana did her best to ignore her, and learned later the girl's name was Bo.

Everything was going fine, though she felt she was at an FBI party instead of in a room full of lesbians. She went to the small kitchen area and was cornered by Bo, who had her up against the wall and was sneering into her ear, "Who do you think you are, Miss Priss."

Dana couldn't believe how her body reacted to her. Could she help it if she had been attracted to butch girls while in college? The girl's small breasts were pressed against her own and she wanted to rub herself against them. She knew how to play this girl's game though.

"I think I am just me, Bo. Who do you think you are?" she breathed, making sure to look the girl in the eyes. She was astounded that the girl's dark eyes were hypnotic and she wanted to see them full of passion than just anger.

"Jessie is mine!" Bo growled.

"That isn't what she told me. She says she has been single for 3 months now."

"Well, she broke it off with me, and I don't want anyone touching her."

Dana smiled at Bo. "What if I told you she's not my type but you are?"

Bo sneered at her for a moment as if she doubted her but then she bent and licked Dana's lips. Dana opened her mouth to let the questing tongue in. When she pulled away, her heart was about to beat out of her ribcage and she took a second before breathing, "Come by my apartment after the party."

Bo licked Dana's kiss swollen lips one more time before nodding. "You bet."

Bo moved away and back into the living room while Dana composed herself and took the beer out of the fridge she wanted in the first place. She put the cold can against her forehead, trying to lower the temperature emanating from her.

When she walked back into the room, all eyes turned to her. She looked down at herself, making sure nothing was undone. Nothing was. Jessie pulled her into a corner of the room and whispered, "Did Bo threaten you, Dana?"

"Oh, I am fine, thanks, Jessie. Bo and I have an understanding."

"Oh. Well, good. I was worried she would try to tell you to stay away from me. She can be so possessive sometimes."

Dana just smiled and nodded. They moved back to the group and she could tell Bo was following her with her eyes.

By the time the party ended, Dana was ready to be with Bo. The angry sneer had turned her on before but the knowledge she would be with her afterwards was making her hot. She had wanted to run her hands over her breasts but kept from doing that by sheer force of will.

She hugged and kissed Jessie good night, thanking her for being invited. Then she went to her apartment and waiting anxiously for a knock.

The knock came about 15 minutes later. She was a little miffed but glad that Bo was there looking sorry. Bo was about to explain when Dana pressed against her and kissed those pouting lips shut. Bo quickly took control and ran her hands down Dana's back. Dana let her, though she knew she could easily take control back from the girl.

Bo was about the same height and was very lean, leaner than Dana herself. It did make her strong though and she pressed Dana hard against her and ran her hands under Dana's leather skirt and cupped her ass in her palms as her tongue was playing with the agent's unmercilessly.

The agent wasn't about to let the girl control it all. She found those enticing breasts with her palm and caressed over them gently. The girl moaned in her mouth. She moved away to pull the shirt up and over the girl's head then kissed her once more. Then the girl grabbed Dana's silk blouse and was about to do the same when Dana grabbed her hands and opened the blouse carefully and set it aside.

Bo just looked at her for a moment, then seemed to notice Dana standing there in nothing but a black bra, showing of the soft swell of her breasts and her alabaster skin. She licked her lips then reached for the other woman.

Dana smiled as the woman unhooked her bra expertly while she nuzzled her neck. She was reminded of her first boyfriend doing the very same thing when she was 17. Clearly the technique didn't change over the years or with genders. When the girl's tongue and teeth licked and nibbled on her ear, though, her pulse began to race. She knew she had to gain the upper hand or be swept away too soon. Her hands sought out the button and fly and began to peel the tight pants down from the soft skin. She grabbed two handfuls of soft curving ass and pressed her body close to Bo's. Their breasts caressed tantalizingly together and Dana's breath hitched. She pulled the girl's head up and kissed her passionately, carressing her body against the surprising softness of the other woman.

Bo seemed rough in demeanor, but clearly, once stripped of her outer garb, she was smooth and soft as silk. Her hands, though, were quite rough and calloused and Dana's skin became quite sensitized as they stroked up and down her back lazily.

Dana pulled the younger woman with her to the bed. She lay back and let Bo take control, running those small rough hands run all over her body. She arched up into the touch when Bo lightly pinched her nipples. Her breath became rapid when the girl bent and took one into her mouth. The agent felt a hand move down to her thighs, playing with the sensitive flesh of her pelvis before a finger stroked down between her legs. Dana moaned when those fingers caressed just inside her labia and just below her clit. 'Damn, that girl has some experience with this' thought Dana before a flick against her clit sent that thought dancing away.

Dana shifted, letting Bo know it was her time to play. She rolled them over so she was above the girl splayed out for her. She bent and kissed that pouty mouth as her own finger's snaked down to play between the girl's legs. The girl arched up when Dana's finger's entered her vagina, Dana's tongue was thrusting into the girl's mouth in the same rhythm as her fingers did below. When the agent's tongue licked down to the girl's neck, Bo moaned, "Yeah, fuck me."

Dana's tongue sucked in a pert nipple just as her thumb came up to swipe the girl's clit. The girl's inner thighs began to quiver and Dana knew she was close. Under a pillow she pulled out her favorite dildo and slowly teased it along the girl's labia and clit until she was writhing beneath her.

"Fuck me...do it," groaned the girl and Dana did. Thrusting the dildo in slowly then faster and faster as the girl stretched taut. Dana bent down and sucked on the girl's tongue just as the girl shuddered in orgasm. She pulled away to let the girl breath and softly pulled the dildo from the spasming vagina.

Her hands were about to reach down and take care of herself, when the girl pushed her down and straddled her, she thrust her sex slicked flesh against Dana's. The older woman grabbed slats in the head board as the girl's body shivered atop hers. The girl thrust her hips just so until Dana was sighing in pleasure. The girl became frustrated, so she scrambled off Dana then thrust her tongue between her open thighs, tasting then nibbling the older woman until she was gasping her orgasm.

The girl pulled away from the sensitive flesh to cover them with the blanket and cuddle against her body.

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