Heating Up

Warning: Reference to playful spanking, do not read if this offends you.

*****

Walter and Alex were leaning against an ancient pine, resting after making love. The pine was one of a pair that had grown with their bows entwined, offering shade in an otherwise treeless meadow. Walter watched with amusement as Alex stretched like a lazy cat, flexing and extending his toes that just about reached the sunshine. Alex turned, rolling closer into Walter's side, he rooted around in Walter's soft chest hair with his nose like a kitten looking for its mother's teat. Alex found a nipple, gave it a little nip then kissed away the sting. Walter gave his playful rat a smack to his ass.

"You like doing that, don't you?" Alex asked Walter with a twinkle in his jade green eyes.

"Doing what?" Walter asked feigning innocence.

"Whaling on my ass."

"What gives you that impression?" Walter asked as he kissed the top of the almost black haired head.

"Interesting choice of words," Alex snorted. "The impression of your hand on my ass."

"Ah, well it's not my fault you have a very smackable ass," Walter explained.

Alex raised his head to gaze into Walter's deep brown eyes. A mischievous smirked splayed across Alex's face. "Is that even a word?"

"I'm not sure, but it applies." Walter, this time gently patted the object of their discussion. Alex snuggled closer, draping one leg over Walter's thighs, giving Walter better access to said ass. Walter continued his gentle caresses of Alex's rump using Alex's sweat and their combined fluids as a lubricant.

"Feels good," Alex moaned with hedonistic pleasure. Walter smiled, pleased he could make Alex writhe. Walter cast his eyes down onto the firm buttocks under his palm. He traced a path through the sweat, dirt and pine needles.

"Come on, time to go back." Walter stopped his exploration of Alex's butt to push him up.

"Why? I like it here," Alex whined like a child forced away from his favorite playground.

"Look," Walter indicated the clouds foretelling an incoming stormfront that would break the current heat wave. "And them." A nearby colony of ants were attempting to shore up their fortress against the impending storm. Alex scrambled to his feet.

"Whoa! I hate ants." Alex began doing a jig as he brushed away imaginary ants off his skin. Walter laughed at the antics.

"Easy there, pardner, there aren't any ants on you. And I think it would be wise for you to stop your dance before you injure something vital." Walter pointed to Alex's bouncing genitals. Alex immediately stopped and placed a protective hand on his jewels. Walter's laughter echoed across the meadow.

Alex moved toward his lover. He marveled at how uninhibited Walter's display of emotion was. It was something Alex was still working on. A low rumble caught Alex's attention and cocked his head toward it.

"Walter," Alex began.

"I hear it, love. Let's get dressed and back to the truck. We can finish mending the fence tomorrow."

"If someone didn't distract me, we would have finished the fences today," Alex grumbled as he slipped into his jeans.

"I thought you enjoyed my distraction," Walter responded as he shook the dirt from his shirt before putting it on. He caught a glimpse of Alex shivering. "You cold?" Walter asked with concern.

Tough guy Alex merely shrugged. A crack of thunder startled them both. "Shit! It feels like the temperature dropped about twenty degrees. Walter, we better book." They gathered up the rest of their belongings then made a break to the truck.

It took them about an hour to get back to the safety of the ranch. The downpour darkened the skies and made the meadow slick as ice. Walter took his time maneuvering the truck back home. They stripped off their clothes in the mud room then tossed them into the washing machine before sprinting to the bathroom for a nice hot shower.

*****

"Mmm, this is good," Alex groaned, savoring the flavor of the thick sandwich in his hands.

After their shower and some loving, Alex and Walter donned their robes. While Walter threw together lunch, Alex made a small fire. They picnicked on the floor in front of the fireplace, sharing homemade coleslaw, pickles and beer. They laughed as they patted their filling bellies.

"It should be. You made a fabulous roast yesterday. The leftovers make great sandwiches," Walter said with admiration. "Weapons expert, computer genius, master chef and you're turning into one hell of a carpenter. Is there no end to your talents?"

"You're forgetting my prowess with your chickens," Alex casually remarked as he nibbled on a pickle.

"How could I have possibly forgotten about that? Alex Krycek, chicken wrangler extraordinaire."

"Thank you, thank you," Alex immodestly bowed his head, his hair flopping across his eyes. Walter edged closer to swipe it away, revealing the cat green eyes. "I love your touch, Walter. So help me, I can't get enough of it." Alex was practically purring.

"I never realized how tactile you are," Walter whispered as he allowed his hand to slip under Alex's robe.

"Wouldn't have been wise on my part to reveal all my secrets to you. A smart man like you would have found some way to use it against me."

"You mean before?"

"Yes, before. Before you found me. Before you convinced me to rejoin the world."

"Before you found your affinity with chickens," Walter said, giggling to lighten the mood.

"Way before the chickens," Alex agreed. He shoved away the remnants of their meal then drew the bigger man on top of him. Alex kissed Walter, tasting the combination of the beef, Walter and the salads. "You taste good."

"So do you. Why don't we take this to our bed? One round of sex on the ground is my limit. I don't think I'm up for the floor." Alex noted that Walter was indeed up; however, in deference to Walter's back and comfort, Alex agreed to the change of venue.

*****

"Oh yeah, fuck!" Alex yelled as Walter pounded his cock into Alex's willing body.

They came together with loud grunts, collapsing onto the bed. Walter remained atop of Alex's back knowing the younger man relished the physical contact and that Alex's strong body could bear Walter's weight.

"For an old man, you have a lot of staying power," Alex murmured from beneath Walter.

Walter slowly made his way off the younger man then cuddled him close onto his chest. He gently patted Alex's exposed rump.

"You okay?" Walter asked softly as he continued to caress the subject in question.

"I am fabulous. You, my dear Walter, are one hell of a lover. I think I need those vitamins I see you taking just to keep up with you." Alex's head bounced as Walter chuckled at the remark.

"I take them to keep up with you. You're always heating things up for me," Walter quipped.

Lightning flashed eerie patterns across their room; the clap of thunder shook the windows. The lovers snuggled under the sheets, kissing and nibbling at the other's lips.

"Alexi, make love to me," Walter rumbled low against Alex's mouth. The thunder did its best to mimic Walter's timbre.

Alex made slow gentle love to the older man, heating up the night with passion. Afterwards they lay spent and sated.

"Walter, we still have those fences to mend," Alex mumbled as he closed his eyes waiting for sleep to take him.

"Very romantic pillow talk, Krycek," Walter snarked.

Alex's eyes snapped open. Smiling coyly at his lover, Alex wriggled himself around so that Walter's arm was draped over him, Walter's hand resting innocently on Alex's ass.

"So maybe I can get you to heat things up again," Alex purred into Walter's ear as he flexed his butt against Walter's palm. As a clap of thunder vibrated the walls, Walter's hand vibrated Alex's firm cheeks.

"Is that hot enough for you?"

"It's getting there," Alex murmured as he pressed his hardening cock against Walter's thigh. Walter turned up the heat one more time.

Alex climbed atop of Walter, rubbing their erections together, creating a delicious friction. Walter took hold of Alex's hot ass cheeks, pressing his body harder against his own. They climaxed within moments of each other.

The storm was over, the air cool, tinged with leftover ozone. The lovers cleaned themselves up as best as they could without leaving the comfort of their bed.

"I imagine those fences haven't mended themselves," Alex grumbled.

"No, I don't imagine they have," Walter agreed. "But it shouldn't be so hot tomorrow. We'll be more comfortable while we fix them."

"Oh."

"You sound disappointed."

"I kinda like the heat," Alex replied somewhat forlornly.

"Don't worry, love," Walter reassured his lover, "I'm all for generating heat."

"The hotter the better," Alex purred then became serious. "Go to sleep, old man. Heat or no heat, you need to rest up for tomorrow."

"You'll get no argument from me," Walter said as he settled down into the mattress. Alex curled himself around his lover.

"Walter."

"Hmm?"

"We might have another heat wave tomorrow," Alex murmured sleepily.

"I'll be ready for it, but after we mend the fences," Walter replied as he followed his lover into sleep.

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