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velvetechos.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 10th, 2004 07:36 am)This is kind of a weird question, but does anyone know where I can get sound files of Dom speaking (or singing), in .wav or mp3 format? (I don't know how to convert files, otherwise the adverts I posted the other day would have been PERFECT). I've been making myself CDs, with all of Dom and Billy's favorite music (falling in love with Portishead, I used to only listen to industrial and metal, but these guys have some awesome taste!), and little sound clips of Billy talking, (and him singing One More Time!!!!! *thump*) in between all of the songs, I'd like to add Dom to the mix as well, but can't find clips of him. Clips from LotR would be awesome, but so would interview clips, etc.
Dom couldn't quite understand what it was that did this to him. Was it the aftermath of that piercing green gaze, or the light musky scent of some sort of woody aftershave, left behind on the seat of his car? He couldn't quite place his finger on it, but as he drove back to his apartment, his mind was still on that sexy Scot he had just left at the airport.
He sighed softly, while removing a hand from the wheel of his car, slowly inching it towards the crotch of his perfectly faded blue jeans. It wandered aimlessly for a moment, lightly stroking the denim, before finding it's way to the place where metal met fabric. He inched the zip downwards, all the while imagining it was still Billy, all this time Billy sitting beside him, and Billy touching him, Billy unable to keep his hands off of him, already touching him before that made it back to Dom's pad.
Before Dom knew it, he was hurtling down 101 at 75mph, his mind not on the road, but on his imaginary Billy, with his hand down his pants. Billy's eyes, those beautiful green eyes, were all Dom could see in his mind, his hand was moving faster and faster, and what Dom didn't realize was that at the same time that his hand's pace was quickening, so was his vehicle. As he came, his back arched, and his foot slammed down on the gas. The sound of metal crushing all around him combined with the euphoria of his imagined tryst.
Dom couldn't quite understand what it was that did this to him. Was it the aftermath of that piercing green gaze, or the light musky scent of some sort of woody aftershave, left behind on the seat of his car? He couldn't quite place his finger on it, but as he drove back to his apartment, his mind was still on that sexy Scot he had just left at the airport.
He sighed softly, while removing a hand from the wheel of his car, slowly inching it towards the crotch of his perfectly faded blue jeans. It wandered aimlessly for a moment, lightly stroking the denim, before finding it's way to the place where metal met fabric. He inched the zip downwards, all the while imagining it was still Billy, all this time Billy sitting beside him, and Billy touching him, Billy unable to keep his hands off of him, already touching him before that made it back to Dom's pad.
Before Dom knew it, he was hurtling down 101 at 75mph, his mind not on the road, but on his imaginary Billy, with his hand down his pants. Billy's eyes, those beautiful green eyes, were all Dom could see in his mind, his hand was moving faster and faster, and what Dom didn't realize was that at the same time that his hand's pace was quickening, so was his vehicle. As he came, his back arched, and his foot slammed down on the gas. The sound of metal crushing all around him combined with the euphoria of his imagined tryst.
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