x - 0033 [Orison]

[call_me_spooky]

[Accidental Audio]

Oh, yes.

[There's a soft cracking noise. And another, after an achingly long pause, followed by an incoherent little moan of ecstasy.]

God I hope someone takes you up on that. Soon...

[Crack. Crack. He laughs. It's a throaty, dark little sound, born of decidedly unwholesome pleasure. This is not a family show, kids. Sry.]




[ooc; you could (rightfully) accuse him of many perversions, but more than anything else he's kind of a voyeur. :/ Mulder is sitting alone in his room, reading other people's pervy posts, and cracking sunflower seeds ecstatically. Canon x-philes feel free to tease him about the choking thing xP but i don't have the heart]

Comments

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

You know, if you played your cards right, you could get a little action yourself in a few days.

[call_me_spooky]

Yeah? I'd love to hear how.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

Well, there's just something about a man with a little scruff on his face. Makes a girl go all crazy.

[call_me_spooky]

That's what does it for you, huh?

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah.

[call_me_spooky]

I can't help you out.

But...
Let me know if you find someone who can.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, you like to watch. Is that your thing?

[call_me_spooky]

Like I said. Better than having cable.

[punchlikeagirl.livejournal.com]

Even though most of it's text?