A Krycek Scene
by Emily and Jennie
Rated: A
Disclaimer: We were only playing with 'em.
Pairing: Duston Yarma/Alek Krycek
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Krycek stood by the window, looking out over the ocean. "You think you're a pretty big man, don't you?" He turned around, smirking. "So how come you called me, big man?"
Dustin stepped back from the stove. He had been making hamburgers out on the deck grille, but the mosquitoes were getting bad as dusk came on. "I got this dead body. And, you know, Alex, I really think that's more your department than mine."
"Do you?" Krycek said, walking up behind Dustin. "And why is it not your department? Seems you've been around enough of them lately. Think you'd learn."
Dustin turned as a helicopter swooped low over the house. "Well, it seems I haven't have I? If that bird is any indication..."
Just then there was a loud thump at the front door. Krycek ran to answer it, and when he did, the dead body of Minnow fell in.
In the kitchen, Dustin put the cooked hamburgers onto plates and set them on the table with the buns. He'd agreed to feed Krycek for his trouble. But that was it. He walked into the living room and saw Krycek at the door.
Krycek groaned. "This the guy you told me about? This is who had you so scared? Christ Almighty, you are a wimp..."
"Shut up and help me, Krycek. Just get him in here before the helicopter comes back! Or worse, the police!" Dustin grabbed him and started dragging him across the chenille fringed rug.
Krycek rolled his eyes in an "oh, boy," sort of way, but he helped Dustin carry the body.
When Minnow was wrestled into two garbage bags Dustin brought out, Krycek looked at him. "So ... oh, man. I never thought you'd have it in you."
"Have what in me?"
Krycek's smirk widened. "What was it, Dustin? What finally pushed you over the edge? What finally made you kill a man, Wimpy?"
Dustin hissed at him. "He made me think I'd killed this girl, then he blackmailed me for it. Moved into my house, moved in on my life!"
"Uh huh," said Krycek. He noticed Dustin's young face, lean body. Taut face, jaw set in anger and righteous indignation as he went on.
"He introduced himself to my work partners as my partner! And they fell for it, no problem! Then, I get home from a party, and he's in my bedroom, with my girlfriend, talking about I don't have time for..."
Krycek's eyes turned dark with lust as he watched this version of himself sputter. He really was handsome...
"Yeah, Dustin? So ... what pushed you over the edge? He fuck your girl, is that it?"
"Yes," spat Dustin, "but that most certainly was not it!" Face flushed now.
"No?" Krycek arched a brow, moving closer to Dustin. Dustin up against the wall, Krycek not a foot from him.
"What was it, Dustin?"
Dustin swallowed hard. "He wanted ... he wanted to ... after he slept with Darcy, he..."
"Wanted to sleep with you?" Krycek suggested, pressing himself roughly against Dustin. Hard now, he ground his hips against those of the man who could be his twin.
Dustin froze. "Yes..." Getting hard now himself, against his will. He was like Krycek in many ways, but wished he were more so ... more streetwise, more cunning. "Yes..." Slightly moaning on the second 'yes'. Why? He didn't want this!
He tried pushing Krycek away.
Krycek only laughed. "Don't get something for nothing, Dustin. You said you'd feed me."
Dustin tried to motion towards the kitchen.
"No, not that. I didn't specify what I was hungry for, did I?"
"You said you were a meat eater..."
"And I am, Dustin. I am."
Krycek sank to his knees in front of Dustin, hands unbuttoning trousers. "Mmm ... bet your meat's thick and long and oh so suckable... Dustin, I can't wait to have it."
Against his bidding, Dustin's cock had become stiff and hard as Krycek knelt in front of him, looking at him hungrily with those eyes of liquid emerald.
"No.. please..." he moaned as Krycek took hold of his cock.
Alex looked up at him, and then, grinning, took his whole cock into his mouth, then just the head, twirling his tongue up and down the shaft, applying pressure to that ridge just below the head, the spot he loved so well on his own cock...
Dustin moaned again. "No, no, no..." but his hips said quite the opposite as he thrust himself slightly towards Alex's mouth.
Alex took down Dustin's pants roughly, pushing them down to his shoes. Sucking briefly at one finger, he reached around to caress Dustin's rosebud with it.
"Oh, man, Dustin ... you're so tight."
Dustin's asshole involuntarily clenched at Alex's querying finger. "No, Alex, really..." Still moaning lustfully, though.
Alex grinned and began deepthroating him, taking Dustin into his mouth up to the hilt. "Mmmm ... baby..."
He worked his finger into Dustin's tight ass, slowly but surely, until the man screamed with pleasure as Krycek hit his prostate and spasms rocked his body.
Alex hugged his hips as Dustin came into his mouth, swallowing every drop. "Mmmm, not bad, Dustin ... not bad for the first time."
Dustin moaned, spent, and as he went to pull up his pants, he shivered. He walked over to the couch and sat down. God, how had that happened??
He studied Krycek warily.
Krycek picked up Minnow's body over one shoulder, easily.
Dustin watched him. "What did you mean, 'not bad for the first time?'"
Krycek shrugged. "You know, Dustin, you are one hell dense guy ... didn't learn a thing, did you? Cause everything has its price. Hey, at least this one, you know he's dead."
Dustin watched him sullenly. "That's - that's blackmail!" He exclaimed.
Krycek smirked as he left. "Then again ... maybe you do learn, Dustin..."
Dustin yelled a curse to the ceiling as the door shut behind Krycek.
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