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Right, This Time by mrsronweasley
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length: +/- 8600 words
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mrsronweasley
Author Website: Bread and Jam
Why this must be read: This beautifully paced F/K first time story makes me want to purr with contentment, shriek with glee, writhe with pleasure, manfully repress my loneliness ... no lie, it runs the gamut of emotions and effortlessly brings you along for the ride. It's chock-full of perfectly wonderful and wonderfully memorable phrases and images, and then there's the comedy (oh, Fraser, never stop being earnest, thankyoukindly) and the hotness and the slow, sweet, aching angst and the fact that all these disparate qualities hang together so gracefully. Seriously, wow.
When Ray was a kid, his mother used to have these slippers. Beige, leathery, with a raised platform. She had them as long as he could remember, and then when he was seven, she went out and bought new ones. They were beige, too, but the design was different, there was no platform, and they had an open toe. The old ones were caving in where the toes were, wrinkles criss-crossing the surface. They sat in the closet for years, just thrown there, between boxes, empty bags nearly covering them up. They were there, but nobody needed them, and his mother only kept them because she hated throwing things away.
He looked in the mirror. Wrinkles were beginning to line the skin around his eyes. They looked a bit like the creases in the toes of his mother's old slippers. It was the end of February, exactly two years since Stella gathered up his shit and showed him what the other side of the door looked like. Just like that, done, quits, they were over.
Right, This Time
Pairing: Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length: +/- 8600 words
Author on LJ:
mrsronweasleyAuthor Website: Bread and Jam
Why this must be read: This beautifully paced F/K first time story makes me want to purr with contentment, shriek with glee, writhe with pleasure, manfully repress my loneliness ... no lie, it runs the gamut of emotions and effortlessly brings you along for the ride. It's chock-full of perfectly wonderful and wonderfully memorable phrases and images, and then there's the comedy (oh, Fraser, never stop being earnest, thankyoukindly) and the hotness and the slow, sweet, aching angst and the fact that all these disparate qualities hang together so gracefully. Seriously, wow.
When Ray was a kid, his mother used to have these slippers. Beige, leathery, with a raised platform. She had them as long as he could remember, and then when he was seven, she went out and bought new ones. They were beige, too, but the design was different, there was no platform, and they had an open toe. The old ones were caving in where the toes were, wrinkles criss-crossing the surface. They sat in the closet for years, just thrown there, between boxes, empty bags nearly covering them up. They were there, but nobody needed them, and his mother only kept them because she hated throwing things away.
He looked in the mirror. Wrinkles were beginning to line the skin around his eyes. They looked a bit like the creases in the toes of his mother's old slippers. It was the end of February, exactly two years since Stella gathered up his shit and showed him what the other side of the door looked like. Just like that, done, quits, they were over.
Right, This Time