Unguarded Protectorate, Proving It, & Foreign Territory

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Bit of a newbie myself, but here goes.

Title: Unguarded Protectorate
Authors: Mairead Triste and Bone
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: longer
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: Reason number one I'm a fan of due South: RayK and Fraser. I love reading fic that explores their relationship, tweaks it, plays with it, deepens it -- or hell, just puts on a show with it. So. As much fun as the Ray-and-Fraser dynamic is all by itself, things really get interesting in this one when a wrench gets thrown into the works -- a new addition to the 2-7 by the name of Darnell. It's not about Darnell at all, really.

"You don't get it, do you? I mean, the guy wasn't just asking you to lunch, he was asking you to lunch, okay?"

Fraser was back to squinting. "Are you saying that Detective Darnell had motives…other than simply sharing a meal with me?"

"If you mean am I saying Darnell wants to play hide the Canadian bacon, then yeah, I am."

Fraser looked lost. "Hide the...could you elucidate, Ray?"

Unguarded Protectorate


Title: Proving It
Author: ultra_chrome
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: medium?
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: I'm reccing this fic because it cracked me up, and a major part of my love for due South is the brand of humor. So, this fic. The premise is just so wonderfully funny and embarrassing and totally believable -- in the wacky due South style of believable, that is. The whole thing starts when Ray gets annoyed with Fraser speaking Inuktitut to Dief, when Ray obviously doesn't understand it. Ray scribbles a message to Fraser on a notepad during a boring conference meeting, Ray and Fraser get their wires crossed, and the upshot is... well, I don't want to spoil it. ;) But I loved the sneaky little twist with Fraser at the end....

The timing totally sucked, the case sucked, stake-outs sucked and most of all Fraser sucked. And it was really important that Ray let him know this, so he held out his hand and just kept it there until Fraser worked it out and passed him the notebook and pencil. He nodded as he grabbed them and found a fresh page. Nice and big at the top of the page he wrote four letters, explaining to his partner exactly how he felt.

U SUK

And then a whole heap of exclamation marks for emphasis. He thought that would make it clear enough and handed the whole lot back, watching for the response. Which was not quite what he expected, but then what was new? Although why Fraser would smile, blush and then write a reply was beyond him, but he waited and watched until Fraser tilted the notebook his way and he read the five letters he’d written in reply.

PENIS

Proving It


Title: Foreign Territory
Author: cimmerians
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length longish
Why I'm Reccing This Fic: Another reason I'm here is the porn. *looks shifty* And cimmerians does pretty good porn. But she also does a damn good Ray voice, which I've come to discover is trademark for a lot of dS fic, and a gas to read. Casual, laid-back, and plenty of sass.

He had a hell of a time at the 27th (because sixty percent of cop humor was about dicks and the other sixty percent was about asses, and he really couldn't believe he'd never noticed how totally gay that was), at the grocery store (where he had to force himself not to stare at the tender, almost obscenely sensual way the produce guy restocked the cucumbers), even at the auto parts junkyard (where he Did Not Listen to the huge, muscle-bound guy who kept going on about drive shafts and rods and pistons and which kind of motor oil was best for keeping your parts lubed up), and it was damn hard to work a case or pick out peanut butter or hunt for a decent used carburetor when he was busy Not Thinking About Gay Things and couldn't stop wondering if people were looking at him funny.

Foreign Territory, Part 1
Foreign Territory Part 2
Foreign Territory, Part 3