'Some Strange Prophecy'
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Title: Some Strange Prphecy
Author:
cesperanza
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Length: 317K
Why I'm reccing this fic: Victoria is captured, and everyone, from Vecchio to Welsh to Dief, warns Ray that she makes Fraser crazy. And indeed she does. Fraser suddenly decides that the world is his oyster, and that he's going to start making up for lost time. Ray gets dragged along on a long, strange, sexually rambunctious road trip. A hot waitress and the Cyclorama in Atlanta! The leggy blonde horsewoman at the Yellowhammer County Fair who wants a threesome! Seafood and bondage in New Orleans! Fake Eiffel towers and blowjobs in Vegas! How can you resist?
Fraser blinked and looked hurt again, but Ray had to stand firm on this. OYSTERS + HURRICANES + JAZZ + GUMBO + HANDGRENADES = S-E-X SEX, triple XXX sex, the sex you could only get when you were really, really drunk and somebody was playing the most soulful saxophone in the world. If Fraser didn't want to get laid in New Orleans, Ray figured he'd pretty much have to go around town armed.
Some Strange Prophecy
Author:
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Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Length: 317K
Why I'm reccing this fic: Victoria is captured, and everyone, from Vecchio to Welsh to Dief, warns Ray that she makes Fraser crazy. And indeed she does. Fraser suddenly decides that the world is his oyster, and that he's going to start making up for lost time. Ray gets dragged along on a long, strange, sexually rambunctious road trip. A hot waitress and the Cyclorama in Atlanta! The leggy blonde horsewoman at the Yellowhammer County Fair who wants a threesome! Seafood and bondage in New Orleans! Fake Eiffel towers and blowjobs in Vegas! How can you resist?
Fraser blinked and looked hurt again, but Ray had to stand firm on this. OYSTERS + HURRICANES + JAZZ + GUMBO + HANDGRENADES = S-E-X SEX, triple XXX sex, the sex you could only get when you were really, really drunk and somebody was playing the most soulful saxophone in the world. If Fraser didn't want to get laid in New Orleans, Ray figured he'd pretty much have to go around town armed.
Some Strange Prophecy