"Kiss me, right here, right now.""Whaa-?"
"Having problems with your hearing, Fox?"
"No, my hearing is just fine."
"Glad to know that... Fox."
"*Don't* call me Fox, you... Where the hell do you get off telling me to k-k-kiss you?"
"'Where'? 'Why' would be the better question I think."
"Why?"
"Thought you'd never ask, Fox."
"Dammit, Krycek, I *told* you not to call me that! And I Did Not ask why."
"Sure you did. Clear as day: Why?"
*sigh*
"Fine, then. Why did you ask me to kiss you?"
"I had this dream last night, you see."
*grrrr*
"Oooh. You're so sexy when you growl."
"Kry-"
"Alex."
"Huh?"
"My name is Alex."
"Your name is RatBastardSonOfABitch."
"Now, now, Fox. Such language is uncalled for. I am *not* a rodent, and I resent you casting aspersions on my mother. She *was* married and she was a wonderfully loving person."
*sigh*
"Fine, *Alex*."
"Much better. Now, wouldn't you like to hear about my dream?"
"No."
"We were making love."
"*Fuck*"
"No. Not fucking, making love. Jeez, Mulder, you're so crude!"
"I'll show you 'crude', you ass!"
"My ass is fine, or so I've been told by any number of peop-"
*Mmmmph*
"You call that a kiss, Fox?"
"I suppose you could do better?"
"Yes."
*Mmmmph*
*Mmmmm*
*sigh*
"Oh. Yeah. Definitely better, Alex."
"Toldja."
"Alex... shut the fuck up and kiss me again."
