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| Moulder sat stooped outside of Miss Malfoy's office. If that is in fact her real name. He thought darkly. His mouth slowly slid open, his loogie fighting the dark trenches within his mouth making it's way to the floor and snaking it's way underneath the crack. His loogie slithered around on the other side of the door, savoring the taste of the dirty floor. Rhiannon's dirty feet leaving it's essence on the floor, and my how he adored it. He shuddered with lust at the thought of her feet. No Moulder, you can't have these feelings... she is one of them... He thought. He let his loogie wander around a little more, spying and taking in all the info on the other side... ---------------------------------- Moulder sucked up his loogie. Like a fat Italian Madia guy would suck up spaghetti. His loogie slapped Rhiannon in the face before making it's way back into Moulder's mouth. He smiled, loogie still trying to fight it's way out. "Unforgivables do nothing to me my dear... except for making me... hornier," He said staring at her in suggestive poses. He looked at her pants in an irresistable yet flatulant expression. "Your... fly is open." He said, "Mind if I zip it up for you?" He asked, his long chiseled well toned muscly hands reaching from his abs to her zipper... ---------------------------------- Moulder looked her over and licked his dry chapped and well toned cracked lips. "I think you do like me. I heard your conversation with Jade, how you two couldn't resist me..." Moulder shook his head, locks of hair waving in the wind, a golden light shining upon him in all his magnificence and well deserved glory and justice. He stepped a few steps closer to Rhiannon. He tipped her chin up so she could look at him, her yellow and hag-like teeth shining in the light, turning him on harder and harder each second. "You know what separates me from the rest of the FBI Agents?" He asked, slowly and seductively. ---------------------------------- "No." Moulder replied, heat waves of his hottness seething through and off him drawing Rhiannon towards him. "You and I are like... magnets." He said with a small erotic giggle. "Our love is automatic." "Oh, and this is what separates me from other FBI Agents," He said opening his mouth and his ten inch tongue hung out. He wiggled his tongue around, so close to Rhiannon's face with it. "See?" He said with his mouth still hanging open..... ---------------------------------- "I WILL NEVER!!" Moulder shrieked, bopping Jamie on the head and sticking his long long slender tongue up Rhiannon's nostrils and over her porcelain Malfoy white albino skin that tasted of Man-Flesh. Rhiannon's Response: Rhiannon pushed Moulder away from her and punched him as hard as she could right square in the nose. "GET AWAY YOU SLIMEY PIECE OF AMERICAN PIG TRASH!" "Oh that's right baby talk dirty!" Moulder screamed after an immediate 'BOING' hung in the air signaling his newfound hard-on of peace. ---------------------------------- But before Jamie could leave so easily, Moulder cat-walked up to him in a Catherine Zeta-Jones wig via Chicago whilst in a tight tube mini. He sauntered and wrapped a thick well built muscly leg of superstition and let Jamie feel his hard on of peace invaders. "Jaaaaaaamie..." Moulder hissed, his forklike tongue sliding from his ritualistic teeth of morality. He began licking Jamie's unfaithful blemishes and acne secretions. "You muussstt jooin my foorrrrccceee..." Moulder explained simply, running his hands wildly through Jamie's hair and his own hair at the same time which meant they were having hair static sex. A big crackle of electricity crackled between their heads giving Jamie a few Moulder powers and Moulder a few Jamie powers. "You have learned my powers my newborn lovechild between Rhiannon and myself. Now long live your fah-dah. I must go bathe in alien secretions to reabsorb my energy, stamina, and pubes of grace. And with that, Moulder swung away on a random vine of Eucalyptus plants that could rival a koala with emphazeema, and swung away into the abyss after kissing Rhiannon wetly on her lips of caucasians. |