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Chance Encounter by mickeymvt
Fandom: Due South
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ:
mickeymvt
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Why you must read this:
It's an adorable sixteen-years-old Benton Fraser and an equally adorable Ray... This is written for
stop_drop_porn so it's blazing hot on top of all, \o/
From this vantage point, Benton could see that the young man had blue eyes lighter than his own, eyes that held his own, warming him thoroughly even though he was wet and muddy from the fall. Being this close, Benton also felt that his initial assessment of the young man’s physique was correct- he was very thin, but judging from the smooth way he’d yanked Benton to his feet, there was strength in that slim frame. Strength that called to Benton in ways that he’d previously shoved into a locked box when he had encountered it, telling himself that it was wrong and that he couldn’t possibly be that way. Strength and warmth that made his body sing with happiness and made him acutely aware of their proximity, a dangerous position under any circumstance, but even more so right now.
Chance Encounter
Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ:
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Author's Website:
Why you must read this:
It's an adorable sixteen-years-old Benton Fraser and an equally adorable Ray... This is written for
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From this vantage point, Benton could see that the young man had blue eyes lighter than his own, eyes that held his own, warming him thoroughly even though he was wet and muddy from the fall. Being this close, Benton also felt that his initial assessment of the young man’s physique was correct- he was very thin, but judging from the smooth way he’d yanked Benton to his feet, there was strength in that slim frame. Strength that called to Benton in ways that he’d previously shoved into a locked box when he had encountered it, telling himself that it was wrong and that he couldn’t possibly be that way. Strength and warmth that made his body sing with happiness and made him acutely aware of their proximity, a dangerous position under any circumstance, but even more so right now.
Chance Encounter