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Graceless by dirty diana
Fandom: Due South
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ:
dirty_diana
Author Website: Due South
Why this must be read:
I'm aware that it might sound strange - wing!fic! Yes, one of the guys has wings; you think that is strange? Nah, we're talking DUE SOUTH here and everything is possible.
When you get over the wing-part you will discover the sweetness of this. Go on and try!
Fraser's still got his arm around me, stroking me with sweet slow fingers against a hard ridge of feathers, drawing goosebumps on my skin, making it hard to concentrate. I don't remember ever being touched there before.
He frowns. "They're beautiful," he says. "I've never...well, I've never met an angel before, Ray.
I try not to laugh at him, but I don't quite make it, a strangled sound that gets caught in my chest. "I'm not an angel," I tell him.
He blinks at me. "It seems logical, Ray. You have wings. Angels have wings. Well, birds have wings too, but..."
Graceless
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Due South
Why this must be read:
I'm aware that it might sound strange - wing!fic! Yes, one of the guys has wings; you think that is strange? Nah, we're talking DUE SOUTH here and everything is possible.
When you get over the wing-part you will discover the sweetness of this. Go on and try!
Fraser's still got his arm around me, stroking me with sweet slow fingers against a hard ridge of feathers, drawing goosebumps on my skin, making it hard to concentrate. I don't remember ever being touched there before.
He frowns. "They're beautiful," he says. "I've never...well, I've never met an angel before, Ray.
I try not to laugh at him, but I don't quite make it, a strangled sound that gets caught in my chest. "I'm not an angel," I tell him.
He blinks at me. "It seems logical, Ray. You have wings. Angels have wings. Well, birds have wings too, but..."
Graceless