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evilprettykitty.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2004-03-11 09:31 pm
Too Sweet by Resonant (NC-17)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ: Resonant
Author Website: in medias Res
Why this must be read:
I have a thing about stories where people do things like shop or do laundry as a means to realizing their affection. There is something about the domesticity of it all that give me a warm fuzzy. Add in some hot sex, and it's like Christmas.
"Something funny, Fraser?"
"Mm?" Fraser looked at Ray, then quickly looked again at that spot nearby.
"You keep smiling. What are you smiling for?"
"Why shouldn't I be smiling, Ray?" Fraser weighed two foil pans in his hands, then placed one in the cart and returned the other to the rack. " I'm enjoying myself. Aren't you?"
"Oh, sure, Fraser, it's a barrel of laughs going to the Jewel with you, let me tell you. This is the life." Ray rocked the cart back and forth impatiently.
"Oh, but Ray, if you preferred --"
"Ah, don't, don't go all apologetic on me,, I'm just yankin' your chain. I just mean you're the only person I know who thinks going grocery shopping is fun. It's a chore, Fraser. It's not supposed to be fun."
"It's always possible to find pleasure in all of life's little tasks, Ray, with the right attitude." Fraser walked down the aisle toward the checkout, not even looking behind him to see if Ray was following. "And, of course, with the right company."
"Flattery, Fraser, will get you --" Ray had to raise his voice as Fraser disappeared around the corner. "Well, hell. It'll get you a ride and a kitchen, anyhow," he said, and followed Fraser, hauling the cart back to the center of the aisle."
Too Sweet
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ: Resonant
Author Website: in medias Res
Why this must be read:
I have a thing about stories where people do things like shop or do laundry as a means to realizing their affection. There is something about the domesticity of it all that give me a warm fuzzy. Add in some hot sex, and it's like Christmas.
"Something funny, Fraser?"
"Mm?" Fraser looked at Ray, then quickly looked again at that spot nearby.
"You keep smiling. What are you smiling for?"
"Why shouldn't I be smiling, Ray?" Fraser weighed two foil pans in his hands, then placed one in the cart and returned the other to the rack. " I'm enjoying myself. Aren't you?"
"Oh, sure, Fraser, it's a barrel of laughs going to the Jewel with you, let me tell you. This is the life." Ray rocked the cart back and forth impatiently.
"Oh, but Ray, if you preferred --"
"Ah, don't, don't go all apologetic on me,, I'm just yankin' your chain. I just mean you're the only person I know who thinks going grocery shopping is fun. It's a chore, Fraser. It's not supposed to be fun."
"It's always possible to find pleasure in all of life's little tasks, Ray, with the right attitude." Fraser walked down the aisle toward the checkout, not even looking behind him to see if Ray was following. "And, of course, with the right company."
"Flattery, Fraser, will get you --" Ray had to raise his voice as Fraser disappeared around the corner. "Well, hell. It'll get you a ride and a kitchen, anyhow," he said, and followed Fraser, hauling the cart back to the center of the aisle."
Too Sweet