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Palliative Care
Title: Palliative Care
Author: Queue
Pairing Fraser/RayK
Rating: NC-17
Length about 6500
Why I'm reccing this fic:
On the surface this is a hot, lengthy, character driven PWP, including some of my favourite kinks: Dirty Talk, Bondage, Fraser in charge, Making out up a against the refrigerator... But this fic is so much more. Written from alternating Ray or Fraser first person POV, it reveals so much about the characters, especially about Fraser's control issues and the deep sadness within him. It it hot and graphic, but it also features deep and deepest thoughts, emotions and pieces of dialogue. It is sad, kinky, angsty, hot, hopeful... Everything is interwoven and contextualized, and everything fits together perfectly.
Anything I want… well. That’s fairly simple, really. I want Ray. I want him now. I want him on his knees, on his stomach, with his legs spread and his ass shoved up towards me. I want his mouth, I want his hands, I want him begging me to fuck him and screaming my name when he comes. I want—
Palliative Care
Author: Queue
Pairing Fraser/RayK
Rating: NC-17
Length about 6500
Why I'm reccing this fic:
On the surface this is a hot, lengthy, character driven PWP, including some of my favourite kinks: Dirty Talk, Bondage, Fraser in charge, Making out up a against the refrigerator... But this fic is so much more. Written from alternating Ray or Fraser first person POV, it reveals so much about the characters, especially about Fraser's control issues and the deep sadness within him. It it hot and graphic, but it also features deep and deepest thoughts, emotions and pieces of dialogue. It is sad, kinky, angsty, hot, hopeful... Everything is interwoven and contextualized, and everything fits together perfectly.
Anything I want… well. That’s fairly simple, really. I want Ray. I want him now. I want him on his knees, on his stomach, with his legs spread and his ass shoved up towards me. I want his mouth, I want his hands, I want him begging me to fuck him and screaming my name when he comes. I want—
Palliative Care
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