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No Worries 12
by ciejye

The next day, Jenny helped Fox clean the condo. She laughed and sang so smug that she got away with her deception the night before. She did have a couple of guilt pangs but brushed them away quickly. She didn't want anything to spoil her triumph. Still she was very helpful with the chores. 

Walter came home that evening and was nearly knocked over by the two bundles that attacked him the moment he walked in the door. "I can see I was missed just a little." He teased them.

"Nahhh we just want the presents you brought us." Jenny teased right back. Walter put her in a headlock for that comment and Fox helped tickle her mercilessly.

They were so involved with the play they neglected to see that the door, which had been pushed closed but didn't latch, was now pushed open with a figure silhouetted in the hallway light. The figure was an immaculately dressed woman. She wore a simple black suit, her make up was flawless, every hair perfect, she looked as if she couldn't say shit if she had a mouthful. "I see my daughter is well mourned here." she said sarcastically, as she raised her voice above the laughter.

The reaction was immediate. Three heads snapped up and the laughter stopped. "Bea." Walter got to his feet as he acknowledged the woman.

"Walter you know how I abhor nicknames, its Beatrice." The woman seemed as if she really didn't like Walter, the feeling was mutual. She then turned her eye on Jenny and Fox. "Jennifer, aren’t you going to greet me?"

For a moment it looked as though Jenny was not going to speak at all, then Walter prodded her verbally with a "Say hello to your grandmother Jenny."

 "Hello Grandmother." Jenny said from her place on the floor. She said the word as if it smelled bad.

Fox rose to his feet, Bea turned her eye on him, she looked him up and down as if she was viewing something not quite right. "Beatrice, my partner, Special Agent Fox Mulder. Fox this is Sharon’s mother, Beatrice Scott."

"Pleased to meet you Mrs. Scott," Fox flashed his beautiful smile as he extended his hand to take the one she had yet to offer. 

"Agent Muddier." Beatrice inclined her head as she barely touched her finger tips to his hand then pulled back as if she had touched toxic waste.

"Beatrice, its Mulder, Agent Mulder." Walter corrected his ex-mother-in-law in a firm tone. 

"Yes, yes whatever," Beatrice waved her hand in dismissal. Then she turned on Jenny. "Jennifer is that how you greet your grandmother? Come and give me a kiss."

"No," Jenny said flatly still on the floor. 

Walter hooked his hand under Jenny's arm and pulled her to her feet. Jenny didn't move any closer to her grandmother. Walter pushed, he understood Jenny's feelings about Beatrice, but that didn't negate good manners. "Jenny please."

Jenny sighed and stepped forward, she quickly brushed a cheek against the older one then shuddered and retreated back behind Fox and Walter. 

"Shall we stand in the entryway like delivery men or am I to be invited in?" Beatrice asked in her usual condescending way. 

"Forgive me, please come in." Walter said and gestured to the living room. "Would you care for something to drink?" Walter caught hold of Jenny as she tried to retreat to her bedroom and steered in the living room as well. Fox simply trailed along behind.

"No, thank you Walter, I can't stay long, I only came to see my beloved granddaughter." Bea declined then as she perched on the edge of the sofa she turned to Jenny. "Run and pack a bag Jennifer, I am taking you to my hotel tonight for some quality time together."

Jenny was rooted to the spot, she looked at her father in horror.

Walter didn't even blink, "Now see here Beatrice, you can not come in to my home and just take Jenny away. Even if it is just to your hotel. I am her father and I want her to sleep here. You may see her, but she will not be going to your hotel room."

Beatrice drew herself up to the challenge and removed a paper from her purse. "This document grants me temporary guardianship of Jennifer pending a formal hearing."

"Papa! NO!!" Jenny was horrified, Fox immediately put his arm around her before she bolted from the room. He pulled her in close to him and glared at the woman he hated with every fiber of his being even though they had only met a few minutes before.

Walter took the paper from Beatrice’s hand and read it. Then he closed it and handed it back. "This is not binding outside of New York state. I told you when you called after Sharon’s funeral that you could not have Jenny and that still goes. She is my daughter and she will live with me."

"With you and your homosexual lover?" Beatrice snapped "This is an unnatural union and one I will not permit MY granddaughter to witness. Heaven knows how scarred and traumatized she already is from this disgusting sinful display that she has been forced to endure."

Walter growled, Fox knew that growl from when Walter had been at his most protective and was about to face down Satan. This was one of those times. Fox tried to move Jenny from the room but she resisted him her eyes flashed with fury. "How DARE you speak to my father like that! Papa and Fox love each other. and that is ALL they have ever shown me. A LOVING relationship between two people who truly care for and respect each other."

"Fox! Take Jenny to her room and stay there with her." Walter commanded.

"No! I am not a child, I will not be sheltered away." Jenny pushed Fox away. She stomped over to her grandmother and placed her small hands on her hips and glared up at the older woman "You don't want me because I am seeing a LOVEING relationship, you only want me to sing and play at your little parties, to put me on a schedule that would kill most people and to keep me under your thumb. Well I am NOT going to go with you. I would rather run away and live as a whore on the streets then be forced to stay with a bitter shriveled up old bat like you!"

Beatrice reacted swiftly, she raised her hand and slapped Jenny across the face as hard as she could, then again backhand. She was about to deliver a third blow when Walter caught her hand in his iron grip and forced her back. "Get out Beatrice, you’re not welcome here." Walter stood between Jenny and Beatrice as Fox gathered the child in his arms.

"My lawyers will be in touch." She snapped as Walter released her, then she headed to the door. "I will free my granddaughter from this modern Sodom and Gomorrah."

"My lawyers will also be in touch as will the police, the charge will be assault and child abuse." Walter snarled at her as he followed her to the door. "You will NEVER get your hands on Jenny, now get out before I call the police and have you arrested tonight!"

"I will be back!" Beatrice snapped the last word as she stormed out the door of the condo.

Walter was livid, he slammed the door behind her and picked up the phone. "This is Mr. Skinner in 828, there will be a woman coming from the elevator’s in a moment. She is never to be granted access again. If she tries to come in call the police. And have her arrested" Walter slammed the phone on the cradle and turned around. His steel gaze found his lover and his child huddled together. Walter immediately lost his anger at the fearful looks on their faces. Fox had gotten some ice in a towel for Jenny and held it to the side of her face. Walter walked over to them and took them both into his arms. "I’m so sorry." he whispered as he hugged them close. 

"No Papa, I am sorry, I shouldn’t have antagonized her." Jenny countered. 

"Well I’m only sorry we didn't chuck her off the balcony, the old bat." Fox said, Walter and Jenny laughed in spite of themselves.

Jenny winced as she laughed, Walter removed the ice from her face and saw the cut on her lip from where Beatrice’s ring had connected when she backhanded her, a thin trickle of blood ran down her chin. The other side of her face carried a livid hand print. Walter felt his anger rise again, but kept it out of his face as he looked at his child. He rose swiftly and dialed the phone. 

"Who are you calling?" Fox asked his lover as he guided the ice back to Jenny's lip. 

"The police."

"Papa no, please, mother wouldn't want her in jail. Please don't." Jenny's eyes filled with tears as she stood up and took the phone from her father. For a single moment in time their eyes connected as they both held the receiver. "Please" Jenny whispered again.

Walter released the phone and sighed, he closed his eyes, deflated. Suddenly he felt very tired and old. He felt Jenny's gentle hand on his cheek, and without opening his eyes he could feel Fox on the other side of her. He inhaled deeply and opened his eyes. "What kind of father am I if I can't even protect my child from abuse."

"You can't protect me from everything Papa, sometimes I am just going to have to learn things the hard way, and experience things first hand. I know its not easy. And if I had listed to you I would not have been slapped. But I just couldn’t let her say that about you and Fox. she wasn't there. She didn't know. She wasn't even at mother’s funeral. She is only judging you on the what she thinks. Not on what is. Your two very  loving men. You have never shown me anything inappropriate or indecent. And I would rather be here with you that anywhere else in the world." Jenny smiled and Walter saw a twinkle in her eye. "Well except maybe for Disney World."

Walter laughed and crushed his daughter into a bear hug until she squeaked. "Okay, I won't call the police but I want a report on it anyway. Fully documented." Fox nodded, he would make a report on it later. With his wonderful memory he would be able to put it all down even a day or two later. Walter hugged Jenny again. "Who wants presents?"

********

Later after dinner and Jenny had gone to bed, Walter asked "So anything exciting happen while I was gone?" 

"Not really, I let Jenny go to a party last night. and extended her curfew. Both other than that it was quiet." Fox said nonchalantly, he tossed his shirt into the hamper and turned to the bed. Walter caught him as he was about to slip under the covers. "What?"

"You extended her curfew?" Walter questioned his lover as he held him by one arm. Fox tried to gage his lover’s mood. But Walter just looked at him and waited for an answer, expressionless. 

"Yes, I did, I didn't see a problem she had her chores done and it was just some girls getting together. I was trying to help her fit in. it was only an hour." Fox explained. The next moment he found himself over his mates strong thighs. "No wait, Walter what did I do?" 

Walter swatted Fox's upturned rump sharply. "What is the rule about Jenny's rules?" several more swat joined the first one all landed in the same spot. Fox hated it when Walter spanked him like that, it just plain hurt. 

"OUCH! That we talk to each other before we OWWW change them." Fox supplied as he squirmed and wiggled over Walter's lap. "But you weren’t here!"

Walter let several more sharp slaps land on the other cheek. "Explain to me exactly when the phones went down?" he wrapped his arm tighter around Fox's middle as his right hand descended again, sharp crisp swats that turned the pale flesh to pink then crimson. 

Fox squirmed and bucked as he tried to get off, his  voice caught as the swats landed. "They didn't, ouch. Okay I get it, AHHH I should have OUCH checked with you first, I’m sorry Owwwwwwwwwwww"

"No you didn't get it, but your getting it now.’ Walter punned as he smacked the tender hot flesh. "How can we expect Jenny to follow the rules if you don't?" he asked as he concentrated the next swats on Fox's crease where his thighs and bottom met. 

Fox put renewed effort into his attempt to levitate off Walter's lap and howled. "I’m sorry." He said over and over as his bottom did the well spanked dance over his mates lap. There was no way he was going to tell Walter about Jenny coming in late now. Not in this position. 

The hard hand of his mate stopped finally. Fox sobbed as he lay over Walter's thighs. His bottom well punished and sore, hot to the touch and a nice shade of red. Walter rubbed Fox's back slowly as he let him calm down. When he was calmed, Walter leaned down and whispered in his ear. "10" Fox's head snapped up as he looked at his lover his eyes wide.

"9" Walter said with a low lusty growl, as Fox scrambled off his lap and ran into the bathroom. He loved it when Walter would count, it gave him a challenge to find what he needed what Walter had hidden before the count got down to zero.

"8, 7" was the count as the cabinet doors slammed. Walter chuckled as he heard his lover curse as something fell over in the bathroom. Messes were not permitted in this game, he heard Fox pick the fallen objects frantically as he kept up the search.

"6, 5" the count came as Fox skidded back into the bedroom. He hand run his hand though his brown hair, it stuck up in all directions. Fox pulled open the top dresser drawer and found the lube, he unscrewed the top and swore again as the cap was stuck. 

"4, 3, 2" Walter grinned at his lover as he sped up the count, Fox nearly tripped his sneakers on the way to the bed the look on his face was priceless. A mix of desire, lust, love and need. His right hand was behind him, his left one held a tube of K-Y as he tried to calm down and lube his tender rear and stretch it at the same time.

"1" Walter said louder than he needed to as Fox dropped the lube and leapt onto the bed on his hands and knees. His red ass up in the air just as Walter said "0."

Walter didn't waste time, he grasp his lovers hips and pressed the tip of his cock to the lubricated stretched hole. Walter slid home carefully and both men groaned with the wonderful feeling of connection. they paused as Walter's hips touched Fox's hot bottom. Fox breathed though the discomfort that always followed penetration at first. Walter always gave him this time. He didn't want to hurt his life mate no matter how high his need was.

Fox squeezed his anal muscles to let Walter know he was ready and steeled himself for what was to follow. He adored it when Walter rode him like this. the power and passion that always took him to that special place where he felt like his whole body would explode. Walter didn't disappoint him, as soon as he felt the squeeze, he pulled out and slammed back in so hard Fox almost lost his balance. Then again, his shaft drove into his lover, as Fox growl in animalistic passion and need. 

Walter set a grueling pace, his hips battered against Fox's hot ass with a power that seemed to be of a man possessed. He slammed in over and over, with such a fierceness that it was all Fox could do just to hold on and enjoy the ride. Walter tighten his grip as he shifted his position to drive in his lover deeper, his cock rubbed his prostate gland and sent the younger man into ecstasy. "YES YES, OH GOD Walter YES." Fox screamed as he drove back as much as he could manage, he was very close. 

Walter grinned and slapped his lovers hot little ass, "FOXXXXXXXXXXXXX" he screamed out as his balls tightened and he sent a wave of hot seed into his lover. He held Fox tight as he rode out the orgasm that seemed to rip off the top of his head. Fox felt the seed flow into his bowels and screamed out the matching call of mating. "WALTERRRRRRRRRRR" He felt his cum shoot over the bed just before he blacked out. 

When he came back to his senses, Walter had cleaned them both up and arranged them in the bed. Fox snuggled closer to his life partner his head rested on the older man’s chest as he sighed softly in contentment. Walter chuckled and caressed his back. "Me too babe, Me too."

*********

A few days later Walter came home late from work. It had been a hard day, filled with meetings and conferences. And one long difficult meeting with Beatrice and her lawyer about Jenny. She maintained that because Walter and Fox were homosexual lovers, their house was not a fit place for a 14 year old child. At the end of the meeting, he had deflected any court problems with pictures of Jenny's split lip and the hand print on her face. He had eaten tension for lunch and a sandwich with aspirin for supper. All he wanted now was a hot shower and a warm bed. As he put the key in the lock a strange sound of yelling? Filled his ears. "Not tonight." he thought and pushed open the door. 

What he thought was yelling was the stereo turned up loud and a song played where the singers on it being loud at one point. He almost laughed as he saw Jenny and Fox dancing to the beat and singing at the top of their lungs. They each had something as a microphone, Fox had a hairbrush and Jenny had the remote. 

"IT'S RAINING MEN, HALLELUJAH
IT'S RAINING MEN, AMEN
I'M GONNA GO OUT, I'M GONNA LET MYSELF GET
ABSOLUTELY SOAKING WET
IT'S RAINING MEN, HALLELUJAH
IT'S RAINING MEN, EVERY SPECIMEN
TALL, BLOND, DARK AND LEAN
ROUGH AND TOUGH AND STRONG AND MEAN

GOD BLESS MOTHER NATURE
SHE'S A SINGLE WOMAN TOO
SHE TOOK ON THE HEAVENS
AND SHE DID WHAT SHE HAD TO DO
SHE FOUGHT EVERY ANGEL
SHE REARRANGED THE SKY
SO THAT EACH AND EVERY WOMAN
COULD FIND THE PERFECT GUY"

Walter laughed as he heard Fox sing Every man rather than every woman and tried to sing over Jenny and the CD. Fox spotted Walter first and danced over to him as he kept on singing. Walter laughed as Fox gave him that come hither look and tried to lure him into the dance. Walter just shook his head as he watched, the mood he had been in had dissipated as he watched the symphony of youth and exuberance. Jenny turned and saw her father she didn't give a come hither look, she just danced over grabbed his hand and pulled him into the dance. Walter felt a spoon thrust into his hand for a mic and he danced and sang with his two nuts. 

His coat and tie disappeared as the CD changed to Meatloaf’s Bat Out of Hell, and the singing raised a notch. By the time they were done singing and dancing they were all exhausted and laughing too hard to stand. Walter hugged his two knuckle heads close and felt 20 years younger. 
 

to be continued in part 13