Fandom: X-Files/Alias

Copyright: Diandra Hollman

Rating: NC-17

Warnings/Keywords: Threesome, Mulder/Vaughn/Doggett, total 
    mindless and plotless porn.

Spoilers: Absolutely none.

Disclaimer: Mulder and Doggett belong to Chris Carter and 
    1013, not that they've done anything with them in a while 
    and Vaughn belongs to JJ Abrams and Bad Robot, not that 
    they will be able to do anything with him for a long 
    while, if ever again.

Archive: No.

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Normally, it would have been a terrifying situation to be in. 
Naked, hands cuffed behind his back, pressing uncomfortably 
into the mattress beneath him. One cock penetrating his ass, 
the other in his mouth, preventing him from screaming. Except 
that, in this case, those cocks belonged to Special Agents 
John Doggett and Fox Mulder respectively and Vaughn had given 
his consent for them to cuff him, rendering him helpless to 
their advances. And he was enjoying every minute of it. 

He moaned around Mulder's penis, barely registering the man's 
answering gasp, as his own cock throbbed heavily. He was going 
to come - he *wanted* to come. He grunted, whined, and 
whimpered, trying desperately to goad them into moving faster. 

"Easy there, boyscout," Doggett teased, causing Mulder to 
chuckle. Vaughn knew he was going to regret ever telling them 
about that...

He decided to try a new tactic. He moaned continuously, loud 
enough to create optimal vibration around Mulder's length. 
Mulder gasped and increased the speed of his thrusts until he 
was pumping hot, milky fluid down Vaughn's throat. Vaughn was 
forced to swallow quickly so he could breathe, but he nearly 
choked anyway. He coughed as Mulder pulled out. 

"Oh god," he groaned, his voice hoarse from forcing his throat 
to accommodate Mulder's generously thick cock. "Let me 
come...please."

Mulder brushed Vaughn's sweaty hair from his forehead and 
smiled before leaning down to kiss his lips, tasting himself 
on the CIA officer's tongue. He smiled again conspiratorially 
as he turned perpendicular to the younger man, coming face to 
face with his cock.

Vaughn cried out as his throbbing length was engulfed in 
Mulder's mouth. He tried to pump his hips, wanting to feel 
more of that wonderful heat around him, but Doggett was 
effectively holding his lower body immobile. He whimpered, his 
head rolling back and forth on the mattress as the two men 
brought him to the brink of sanity.

He screamed both their names when he came, pumping in thick 
spurts into Mulder's eager mouth. He thought he heard Doggett 
grunt and felt a splash of warmth deep in his bowels. 

When his senses finally returned to him, he was lying on his 
side in the middle of the bed. Doggett lay behind him, one arm 
slung loosely across his waist. Mulder lay in front of him. 
The handcuffs were gone and Mulder was gently rubbing and 
kissing the chaffed skin around Vaughn's wrists.

"Mmm," Vaughn hummed happily. "We should do this more 
often..."