ext_12440 (
brooklinegirl.livejournal.com) wrote in
ds_recsredux2006-10-16 11:05 am
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Under the Skin by sprat
Title: Under the Skin
Author:
sprat
Pairing Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: explicit
Length medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love
sprat beyond my ability to describe. Her stories are vivid and detailed and gorgeous and almost always porny. This is no exception and the way she gets into Fraser's head kills me. It's the one that starts with the car breaking down as they're on their way to court and Ray strips off his good dress shirt and is working on the car in just his sleeveless undershirt and suit pants. He's a little sweaty and a little dirty and Fraser wants him so bad he can taste it.
This fic builds and builds as Fraser fights a losing battle against wanting Ray. It's incredibly hot - fantastic build-up, and one of my very favorite Fraser POV fics ever. God. I just re-read it and now I am entirely distracted from work.
His back is all smooth-rolling muscle and sharp lines of bone. He has a second tattoo on his left shoulderblade, one that looks like it might have been made with ballpoint ink and a safety pin. Just where his trousers are slipping low on his waist, his undershirt is riding up, revealing the band of his underwear, a sliver of paler skin at his lower back. Every time I draw breath, my lungs are filled with him. The things I want to do to his body are unconscionable.
Under the Skin
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Pairing Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: explicit
Length medium
Why I'm reccing this fic: I love
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
This fic builds and builds as Fraser fights a losing battle against wanting Ray. It's incredibly hot - fantastic build-up, and one of my very favorite Fraser POV fics ever. God. I just re-read it and now I am entirely distracted from work.
His back is all smooth-rolling muscle and sharp lines of bone. He has a second tattoo on his left shoulderblade, one that looks like it might have been made with ballpoint ink and a safety pin. Just where his trousers are slipping low on his waist, his undershirt is riding up, revealing the band of his underwear, a sliver of paler skin at his lower back. Every time I draw breath, my lungs are filled with him. The things I want to do to his body are unconscionable.
Under the Skin
no subject