158 Words: The Ring, or the Shortest M/Sk Slashkink
Ever Written
by Keisha Gray


The meeting was over.  "Can I have a word with you, Agent, Mulder?" asked Skinner.
"Alone?"

Scully shot a questioning look over at Mulder before she exited the A.D.'s office.  Mulder
sat in his chair, waiting, holding his breath.

Skinner stood up from behind his desk and crossed the room to stand in front of his most
favorite agent.  "Are you wearing your ring, Mulder?" he whispered.

Mulder exhaled, smiled.  "Yes, sir," he said, his left thumb caressing the thick silver ring
encircling his right ring finger.

Skinner grinned at him.  "I didn't mean THAT ring, Mulder.  The other one that I gave you."

Mulder's face fell as he realized that the matching silver cock ring was in his soap dish in the
shower at home.  "Umm"

"Drop your pants and let me see, Mulder," Skinner growled.  "If you're not wearing it, I'll
have to spank you."

Mulder smiled.  His forgetfulness might not be so bad after all.

End

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