Touch

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Title: Touch
Author: brooklinegirl
Pairing: RayK/RayK's right hand
Rating: NC-17
Length: *giggles* Oh, it's big... [I'm 12! I can't help it! The fic is medium-length, though.]
Why I'm reccing this fic: Because I kind of have a thing for masturbation. Uh. In fic! I kind of have a thing for masturbation IN FIC. Right.

Fraser was a guy like any other guy. Maybe he handled things just the same as Ray did. Huh. There was a thought.

There was a thought that made his last few minutes at work real uncomfortable. There was a thought that made him shrug into his coat and make sure to button all the buttons before turning to offer Fraser a ride home.

Because yeah. That was a thought that was going to have him rearranging his schedule for the evening, putting the jerking off way before the pizza and beer plan.


Touch


(Also, on an unrelated note, I completely fail at New Writers challenges. I was going to rec stuff by justbreathe80, so go read everything she's ever written! Right now! Especially Back up slowly inside. Oh, and She comes here a lot.

And to the mods: I'm entirely too pretty to be yelled at for the past-challenge recs. Okay? *hugsnkisses you both to distract you*)

Comments

[brooklinegirl.livejournal.com]

first: aw, YAY! thank you!

second: I totally had to click ON MY OWN FIC to remember which one it was. *pretty*

[justbreathe80.livejournal.com]

Oh honey! I won't yell at you. *g* It may be because I am blinded by your recs and flattered into not being mad. Hee!

You're SO pretty.