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crack_van2010-05-30 12:57 pm
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Show A Little Lace by Lipstickcat (NC-17)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: Flashfic
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lipstickcat
Author Website:cats_addictions (her Fic Journal)
Why this must be read:
When the only connection between five missing women is that they all shopped at a lingerie store, Fraser and RayK go undercover in order to continue the investigation. For Fraser this is a chance to bring out Ms. Fraser back into the spotlight while RayK 'pretends' to be a gay guy so as to throw suspicion off him.
That Fraser is crossdressing in this story is awesome. As a casefic, this story engages the reader. What makes this story a delight to read, however, is seeing RayK and Fraser's developing relationship. There is the day-to-day camaraderie between two working partners, the subtle flirting that two people attracted to each other have and the heavy sparks that happen when those two people realize that they are both okay with having an intimate relationship.
Told from RayK's POV, this story is a great showcase of how funny, sexy and engrossing fanfic can be.
He laughed when he read the file about Ms Fraser. Crossdressing Mounties? Too funny for words. When Ray read Vecchio's own private notebook, he laughed a different kind of laugh. There was definitely some rose tinted glasses there. Of course, when he actually met Fraser, he understood entirely.
And yet, as he sat outside the Consulate and watched "Ms" Fraser carefully descend the steps, he couldn't see it. It wasn't that Fraser's female counterpart was unattractive; it was just that he/she had a bit of a Xena Warrior princess cross public school ma'am thing going on and, well, Fraser made a much more attractive guy.
"You're seriously going like that?" Ray turned the ignition key, already knowing what Fraser's answer would be.
"At least I made the effort."
Today was going to be hell without starting it off with Fraser in a huff, but it had to be said. "I'm not wearing a skirt for no undercover job, ever. If they don't like it, they can find some other fool that's got a freak-Mountie partner with an affinity for pantyhose to do it instead."
Fraser raised a finger to argue back. Ray caught a glimpse of bright red nail varnish, which neither suited Fraser's complexion nor went with the rest of the outfit. Oh, god. Frannie must have been round earlier; Fraser at least had a grasp of co-ordinating, even if he couldn't dress appropriately for the destination. And now Ray was thinking about Fraser's complexion. The worst part was that the day was guaranteed to go downhill from here.
"All I'm saying," Ray forced himself to plough on before Fraser could find his voice, "is that we're going to be working in a lingerie shop, and you look like the covergirl for 1950's Housewife Weekly. You need to..." Ray pulled the corners of his mouth back in a grimace and ground it out. "You need to sexy it up a bit."
"Your remarks are duly noted."
Ray could have just bashed his head against the steering wheel. Today really was going to be hell on toast.
Show A Little Lace (Link goes to the due South Seekrit Santa Archive)
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: Flashfic
Author on LJ:
lipstickcatAuthor Website:
cats_addictions (her Fic Journal)Why this must be read:
When the only connection between five missing women is that they all shopped at a lingerie store, Fraser and RayK go undercover in order to continue the investigation. For Fraser this is a chance to bring out Ms. Fraser back into the spotlight while RayK 'pretends' to be a gay guy so as to throw suspicion off him.
That Fraser is crossdressing in this story is awesome. As a casefic, this story engages the reader. What makes this story a delight to read, however, is seeing RayK and Fraser's developing relationship. There is the day-to-day camaraderie between two working partners, the subtle flirting that two people attracted to each other have and the heavy sparks that happen when those two people realize that they are both okay with having an intimate relationship.
Told from RayK's POV, this story is a great showcase of how funny, sexy and engrossing fanfic can be.
He laughed when he read the file about Ms Fraser. Crossdressing Mounties? Too funny for words. When Ray read Vecchio's own private notebook, he laughed a different kind of laugh. There was definitely some rose tinted glasses there. Of course, when he actually met Fraser, he understood entirely.
And yet, as he sat outside the Consulate and watched "Ms" Fraser carefully descend the steps, he couldn't see it. It wasn't that Fraser's female counterpart was unattractive; it was just that he/she had a bit of a Xena Warrior princess cross public school ma'am thing going on and, well, Fraser made a much more attractive guy.
"You're seriously going like that?" Ray turned the ignition key, already knowing what Fraser's answer would be.
"At least I made the effort."
Today was going to be hell without starting it off with Fraser in a huff, but it had to be said. "I'm not wearing a skirt for no undercover job, ever. If they don't like it, they can find some other fool that's got a freak-Mountie partner with an affinity for pantyhose to do it instead."
Fraser raised a finger to argue back. Ray caught a glimpse of bright red nail varnish, which neither suited Fraser's complexion nor went with the rest of the outfit. Oh, god. Frannie must have been round earlier; Fraser at least had a grasp of co-ordinating, even if he couldn't dress appropriately for the destination. And now Ray was thinking about Fraser's complexion. The worst part was that the day was guaranteed to go downhill from here.
"All I'm saying," Ray forced himself to plough on before Fraser could find his voice, "is that we're going to be working in a lingerie shop, and you look like the covergirl for 1950's Housewife Weekly. You need to..." Ray pulled the corners of his mouth back in a grimace and ground it out. "You need to sexy it up a bit."
"Your remarks are duly noted."
Ray could have just bashed his head against the steering wheel. Today really was going to be hell on toast.
Show A Little Lace (Link goes to the due South Seekrit Santa Archive)