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crack_van2006-08-05 11:12 pm
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Closet Faith by Lyrica (NC-17)
Fandom: X-FILES
Pairing: Mulder/Skinner
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Lyrica's Labrynth
Why this must be read: Lyrica is an amazing writer. She writes sex scenes that absolutely scorch your face off, and they're in-character, and the lead-in is so well-written that there's no hurry to get to the action.
He squinted, trying to see Skinner’s expression against the bright backlight of the afternoon sun, frowning when he realized that Skinner had maneuvered until his back was to the window. Without even realizing it, Mulder had completed almost an 180-degree turn in response to Skinner’s movement, the two of them shifting like dancers without music. Like light on water.
Was it something Skinner did unconsciously…always putting himself so that his face was in shadow and the person he was confronting was blinded by the bright light? When Skinner was bearing down on him, wings spread until he was taking up the room, light glowing off the spotless white shirts, Mulder was always reminded of the pictures of angels he’d seen as a child, terrible and beautiful creatures limned in golden light. But was this angel swooping down to save him or condemn him?
Closet Faith
Pairing: Mulder/Skinner
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: Lyrica's Labrynth
Why this must be read: Lyrica is an amazing writer. She writes sex scenes that absolutely scorch your face off, and they're in-character, and the lead-in is so well-written that there's no hurry to get to the action.
He squinted, trying to see Skinner’s expression against the bright backlight of the afternoon sun, frowning when he realized that Skinner had maneuvered until his back was to the window. Without even realizing it, Mulder had completed almost an 180-degree turn in response to Skinner’s movement, the two of them shifting like dancers without music. Like light on water.
Was it something Skinner did unconsciously…always putting himself so that his face was in shadow and the person he was confronting was blinded by the bright light? When Skinner was bearing down on him, wings spread until he was taking up the room, light glowing off the spotless white shirts, Mulder was always reminded of the pictures of angels he’d seen as a child, terrible and beautiful creatures limned in golden light. But was this angel swooping down to save him or condemn him?
Closet Faith
