SPOILER WARNING: None.
RATING: PG
CONTENT WARNING: MSR. Sap?
CLASSIFICATION: VR
SUMMARY: Mulder muses. Inspired by a collage created byRachel Lewis...and then Rachel turned around and made a new collage basedon the story. Go figger... ;)
You can view the original collage here.
You can view the second collage here.
And you can write to Rachel and tell her how cool she is at Wagacca@worldnet.att.net.
I Love to Watch Your Hands
by Brandon D. Ray
I love to watch your hands.
I sit across the office from you and I watch your hands, so small andsoft and delicate, as they fly across the keyboard with such swift assurance. I don't know if you realize how sensual it is to watch you do this, towatch your hands as they caress the keys.
I see your hands pause for just a moment as you stop to think. What is it that you seek? The correct spelling? The properword? The perfect nuance? I don't know, but still I watch yourhands.
I love to watch your hands.
I sit in the passenger seat of our rental car and I watch your hands,so sure and in control, as they grip the steering wheel and guide us throughthe traffic. I don't know if you realize how comforting it is towatch you do this, to watch your hands as they direct the wheel.
I see your hands slide across the wheel as you take us around a corner. What will be waiting for us in this new direction you have chosen? A city of gold? The other end of the rainbow? The source ofthe Nile? I don't know, but still I watch your hands.
I love to watch your hands.
I stand on the far side of the autopsy suite and I watch your hands,so firm and knowledgeable, as they probe gently but insistently. I don't know if you realize how awe-inspiring it is to watch you do this,to watch your hands as they quest for truth.
I see your hands hesitate as you find the unexpected. What doesyour training see that I cannot? A deformed organ? A traceof poison? A missing link? I don't know, but still I watchyour hands.
I love to watch your hands.
I lie beside you in the dark of night and I watch your hands, so lovingand gentle, as they glide across my skin and seek our pleasure. Idon't know if you realize how intimate it is to watch you do this, to watchyour hands as they possess my flesh.
I see your hands tremble as you stake your claim on me. What isit that you feel? The warmth of my perspiration? The hum ofmy arousal? The stirrings of my soul? I think I know, and forjust a moment I take your hands in mine, and I raise them up and let mylips do as your hands have done.
I love to watch your hands.
Fini
ROMEO
[To JULIET] If I profane with myunworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fineis this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims,ready stand
To smooth that rough touch witha tender kiss.
JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong yourhand too much,
Which mannerly devotion showsin this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims'hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers'kiss.
ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holypalmers too?
JULIET
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they mustuse in prayer.
ROMEO
O, then, dear saint, let lips dowhat hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faithturn to despair.
JULIET
Saints do not move, though grantfor prayers' sake.
ROMEO
Then move not, while my prayer'seffect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, mysin is purged.
JULIET
Then have my lips the sin thatthey have took.
ROMEO
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetlyurged!
Give me my sin again.
JULIET
You kiss by the book.
--Act I, Scene 5