May 09, 2010 00:53
[The screen's flipped on, and all that shows is white - at least until Ban sits back, right hand clapped firmly over his mouth. His eyes are trained on the lower right-hand corner of the monitor; every few seconds, his hand tenses. It's evident this has gotten to him, from the rumpled and half-buttoned state of his shirt - and lack of undershirt - to the flush on his face. When the clock turns to midnight, he closes his eyes, lowering his hand after thirty seconds only to rake both of his hands through his hair.]
Okay. Yes, I think about her a lot; she's my wife, I love her, and she is damn sexy. Yes, my thoughts can get pretty dirty at times. But damn it, I have never ever come so close to just blurting out fantasies or general 'adult thoughts' like that. Ever.
[A sigh as he sits back with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling.]
I was thisclose--
[He sits up, holding his hand out. His thumb and forefinger are a sliver apart.]
--thisclose to....well, now that's just left up to your imaginations since I have control of my thoughts and speech again. Oh, and to the community at large - since I had to decline work thanks to my 'trashy mouth,' any money I could've made today on jobs? You're paying back with interest.
[And off goes the camera, until further notice.]
stupid friggin viruses,
irritated,
can has sexytiem