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ds_recsreduxTitle: Wedge
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resonant8
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: short
Why I'm reccing this fic: When I saw Joan's suggestion of omgRIMMING, this was the very first fic I thought of. It's short, but SCORCHINGLY hot, and just - I love it, because it just captures their relationship: Kowalski all wild and hot for it in bed, and Fraser so desperately wanting to take his time and explore every part of Ray intimately. Ray's reaction to where Fraser puts his tongue kills me. (Also, the image of Ray falling asleep with the water from his shower still drying on his shoulders is a particularly endearing one.)
Sex with Ray is not unlike wrestling. Fraser used to dream of long and slow -- of having the chance to taste the backs of Ray's knees and the nape of his neck, of discovering new erogenous zones in the hot, dry skin of Ray's back and sides, of long minutes buried inside him, rocking him to climax by infinitesimal degrees, watching his face relax and his eyes go distant as the pleasure lapped higher wave by wave.
He's still dreaming of it.
Ray is ravenous for him, wild in a way that calls out Fraser's own wildness, and they bite and grasp and shove, ten minutes of fiery groping to a climax that's like a gut-punch, knocking both of them through pleasure and into unconsciousness. It's deeply arousing, this violent need they create in each other, but it leaves Fraser longing for slower, deeper passion.
Wedge
Author:
resonant8 Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Rating: NC-17
Length: short
Why I'm reccing this fic: When I saw Joan's suggestion of omgRIMMING, this was the very first fic I thought of. It's short, but SCORCHINGLY hot, and just - I love it, because it just captures their relationship: Kowalski all wild and hot for it in bed, and Fraser so desperately wanting to take his time and explore every part of Ray intimately. Ray's reaction to where Fraser puts his tongue kills me. (Also, the image of Ray falling asleep with the water from his shower still drying on his shoulders is a particularly endearing one.)
Sex with Ray is not unlike wrestling. Fraser used to dream of long and slow -- of having the chance to taste the backs of Ray's knees and the nape of his neck, of discovering new erogenous zones in the hot, dry skin of Ray's back and sides, of long minutes buried inside him, rocking him to climax by infinitesimal degrees, watching his face relax and his eyes go distant as the pleasure lapped higher wave by wave.
He's still dreaming of it.
Ray is ravenous for him, wild in a way that calls out Fraser's own wildness, and they bite and grasp and shove, ten minutes of fiery groping to a climax that's like a gut-punch, knocking both of them through pleasure and into unconsciousness. It's deeply arousing, this violent need they create in each other, but it leaves Fraser longing for slower, deeper passion.
Wedge
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Date: 2006-11-06 05:20 pm (UTC)Obviously, I'm falling down on the job, because my del.icio.us does not have kink tags.
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Date: 2006-11-06 05:18 pm (UTC)YAY RIMMING.