Save your wild, wild lives by Lalejandra (NC-17)

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Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
Author on LJ: lalejandra
Author's website: Apostatize

Why this must be read: Okay, so I've already rec'd lalejandra once during my crack_van stint. There's a reason for that. She's just that damn good. And this story is just that hot. It starts when Fraser is unpacking some of Ray's things in their new apartment and finds a box with Ray's hidden past in it. A hidden past that involves guitar playing, eyeliner, and glam rock. One thing leads to another and Fraser steals a picture of a 20 year-old Ray because he likes it so much. This story is a great little glimpse at the two of them and what is still secret between them despite their relationship.

And did I mention it was hot?



Ray was splayed out on the bed, a finger inside himself, stroking his cock. Ben stopped in the doorway. The light on the nightstand on Ray's side of the bed was on, but not the overhead or Ben's, and Ray was half in shadow.

"Finally," said Ray. He moved his finger and gasped a little, worked another finger in. "You took fucking forever in there. Pitter patter, Ben, come on, get those clothes off."

Ben stripped as fast as he could, hung his jeans over the back of the small chair, even left his shirt on the floor. Ray had already used the lubricant on himself, had already readied himself. Ben's mouth watered. He kissed Ray, a long kiss, tangled their tongues together, and then pulled away to run his mouth over Ray's chest. He gnawed on Ray's nipples. Ray stroked himself faster and faster, and Ben closed his eyes to listen to the wet slap of Ray's fist on his own cock, and when he slid a condom on, rubbed lubricant over it, and moved to tilt Ray's hips up, Ray pulled one of the pillows out from behind his head
and slid it under his hips, folded.

"Told you they'd come in handy," said Ray, and he smirked at Ben, and Ben slid into him faster than he'd wanted to. Ray went still, and groaned, and Ben started to fuck him, long strokes, hard strokes, pushing in fast. He let one leg fall to the side of the bed to brace himself, one hand on the bed and the other over Ray, grabbing the headboard, leaning forward. They were almost the same height, almost face to face, but Ray's face was turned away, and his throat was bared to Ben's mouth.



Save your wild, wild lives