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ds_recsreduxTitle: Like A House On Fire
Author: Kellie Matthews & Beth H.
Length: 582 Kb
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: It's Kellie Matthews and you really should read all of her stories if you haven't already.
Fraser & Ray haven't seen in years (it's past CotW), and Ray is coming to Canada on the trail of a case but to see Fraser really.
"Running out of steam? Don't stop now - not while you're on a roll; I've missed this too much."
He'd missed rambling discourses on language and psychology? Surely that couldn't be what had made Ray look so joyful. He furrowed his brow and inclined his head questioningly.
"Missed you," Ray said. "It's been too long, you know?"
"I do, indeed," he replied, although it surprised him a little to find that just being with him could still make Ray this happy after a two-year hiatus, but he wasn't about to look that particular gift horse in the mouth. He had missed Ray. Just how much he'd missed him was only now beginning to become clear to him. Being with him even for something so mundane as an early evening walk to a café, was bringing him more pleasure than he could remember feeling in . . . well . . . years.
Like A House on Fire
Title: Border Between Life And Death
Author: Speranza
Length: 125 Kb
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: Speranza!
"It may have occurred to you that this is not my normal milieu. Or did you suppose that I simply woke up one morning and said, 'You know, all this beautiful, wide-open countryside is really getting to me--I think I'd much prefer to live in a six by eight office in Chicago. Perhaps they might allow me to answer the telephone there.'"
Just at that moment the telephone on Fraser's desk rang, and Fraser sat up straight and picked up the receiver. "Good afternoon, Canadian Consulate." He listened for a few moments, all traces of sarcasm gone, his face again set in that blank expression that was totally bad news. "Yes, we can certainly help you with that. You'll need to come in and fill out form B-354. Yes. Yes, we have an entire stack of them. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes, unless of course there's a rush. Until 5:00 or by special appointment. You're most welcome, madam."
Border Between Life And Death
Title: True North
Author: Crysothemis
Length: 384 K
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: Ray learns that Fraser is in love with him, freaks out and runs back to Chicago just to realize that he may be in love with Fraser as well - a really poor discription of one of my all-time favorite stories, sorry!
"Ray," Fraser whispered.
His body felt solid and very warm. Ray slid an arm around Fraser's chest and it felt good, so good. He'd missed this so badly, the warmth of reality, the touch of the one person who had never meant to hurt him. Ray slipped his other hand under Fraser's shoulder and laid his head on Fraser's chest, just hugging him.
"Ray, what are you doing?"
Ray buried his head deeper into Fraser's shoulder. "Missed you."
He felt Fraser swallow, and then one hand came up to stroke his hair, very lightly. It felt . . . nice. Not the least bit demanding. But then Fraser's hand fell away again.
Ray didn't care anymore. He had to know. "You want me?" he whispered.
Fraser stiffened beneath him, every single muscle in his body pulled tight. "No, Ray."
Damn it. That hurt. It shouldn't have, but it did. Ray shifted, pressing his body full-length against Fraser's side. "You sure?"
Fraser moved under him, trying to pull away, but Ray squeezed his arms tight and didn't let him. "Ray, I . . ."
"'Cause I can do it. I'm good to go. Whatever you want, I'm it." And suddenly, Ray knew he meant that. He wasn't going to make the offer and take it back. Whatever Fraser wanted, he'd do . . . even if he hated it, even if it hurt like hell. He'd do anything to make Fraser care about him again.
"That's an exceedingly generous offer," Fraser said softly, "but I couldn't possibly take you up on it."
"Oh yeah? Why not?"
"Listen to yourself," Fraser said gently. "You don't want this. You didn't come here to be . . . ah, to do this."
"Look, I said I could do it, okay? You want me, I'm yours."
"You are capable of many things, Ray. I was talking about what you want."
He wanted Fraser to love him. In whatever way. "This is what I want."
"Look at me," Fraser said. "Look me in the eye and say that again."
True North
Author: Kellie Matthews & Beth H.
Length: 582 Kb
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: It's Kellie Matthews and you really should read all of her stories if you haven't already.
Fraser & Ray haven't seen in years (it's past CotW), and Ray is coming to Canada on the trail of a case but to see Fraser really.
"Running out of steam? Don't stop now - not while you're on a roll; I've missed this too much."
He'd missed rambling discourses on language and psychology? Surely that couldn't be what had made Ray look so joyful. He furrowed his brow and inclined his head questioningly.
"Missed you," Ray said. "It's been too long, you know?"
"I do, indeed," he replied, although it surprised him a little to find that just being with him could still make Ray this happy after a two-year hiatus, but he wasn't about to look that particular gift horse in the mouth. He had missed Ray. Just how much he'd missed him was only now beginning to become clear to him. Being with him even for something so mundane as an early evening walk to a café, was bringing him more pleasure than he could remember feeling in . . . well . . . years.
Like A House on Fire
Title: Border Between Life And Death
Author: Speranza
Length: 125 Kb
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: Speranza!
"It may have occurred to you that this is not my normal milieu. Or did you suppose that I simply woke up one morning and said, 'You know, all this beautiful, wide-open countryside is really getting to me--I think I'd much prefer to live in a six by eight office in Chicago. Perhaps they might allow me to answer the telephone there.'"
Just at that moment the telephone on Fraser's desk rang, and Fraser sat up straight and picked up the receiver. "Good afternoon, Canadian Consulate." He listened for a few moments, all traces of sarcasm gone, his face again set in that blank expression that was totally bad news. "Yes, we can certainly help you with that. You'll need to come in and fill out form B-354. Yes. Yes, we have an entire stack of them. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes, unless of course there's a rush. Until 5:00 or by special appointment. You're most welcome, madam."
Border Between Life And Death
Title: True North
Author: Crysothemis
Length: 384 K
Pairing: F/K
Rating: NC-17
Why I'm reccing this fic: Ray learns that Fraser is in love with him, freaks out and runs back to Chicago just to realize that he may be in love with Fraser as well - a really poor discription of one of my all-time favorite stories, sorry!
"Ray," Fraser whispered.
His body felt solid and very warm. Ray slid an arm around Fraser's chest and it felt good, so good. He'd missed this so badly, the warmth of reality, the touch of the one person who had never meant to hurt him. Ray slipped his other hand under Fraser's shoulder and laid his head on Fraser's chest, just hugging him.
"Ray, what are you doing?"
Ray buried his head deeper into Fraser's shoulder. "Missed you."
He felt Fraser swallow, and then one hand came up to stroke his hair, very lightly. It felt . . . nice. Not the least bit demanding. But then Fraser's hand fell away again.
Ray didn't care anymore. He had to know. "You want me?" he whispered.
Fraser stiffened beneath him, every single muscle in his body pulled tight. "No, Ray."
Damn it. That hurt. It shouldn't have, but it did. Ray shifted, pressing his body full-length against Fraser's side. "You sure?"
Fraser moved under him, trying to pull away, but Ray squeezed his arms tight and didn't let him. "Ray, I . . ."
"'Cause I can do it. I'm good to go. Whatever you want, I'm it." And suddenly, Ray knew he meant that. He wasn't going to make the offer and take it back. Whatever Fraser wanted, he'd do . . . even if he hated it, even if it hurt like hell. He'd do anything to make Fraser care about him again.
"That's an exceedingly generous offer," Fraser said softly, "but I couldn't possibly take you up on it."
"Oh yeah? Why not?"
"Listen to yourself," Fraser said gently. "You don't want this. You didn't come here to be . . . ah, to do this."
"Look, I said I could do it, okay? You want me, I'm yours."
"You are capable of many things, Ray. I was talking about what you want."
He wanted Fraser to love him. In whatever way. "This is what I want."
"Look at me," Fraser said. "Look me in the eye and say that again."
True North
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