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Adventure by 2corbies (rated Adult)
Fandom: dUE SOUTH
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: 7,209 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
2corbies
Author Website: Her AO3 page
Why this must be read:
The modest summary for this amazing fic reads: an invitation to a wedding. However, that is just a little part for one of the best F/K post-CotW fics I've read.
Set approximately 30 years in the future, this story is about what happened after Fraser and RayK came back from their quest for Franklin's hand; about how much their lives changed; about how they went from partners to husbands to parents.
One of the things that propels this story into the must-read category is how2corbies doesn't handwave the realities both characters had to face if they wanted to build a life together.
As for the wedding alluded to in the summary, well, let's just say that it fits oh-so-perfectly with the greater narrative as the past and the present-future meet with surprising results.
This is an honest, loving and (for those who want to know what kind of naked!time shenanigans older!Fraser and RayK might get into) sensual story.
They arrived home in the long twilight of early December. Fraser went into the cabin to start the fire, while Ray took care of the dogs. He unhitched them from the sled one by one, checking for any damage they'd taken from the extended trip, then settled them in their kennels with dinner. He unpacked the sled, rolled up the harness, and stowed it in the back of their large shed before heading inside. Holliday, the lead dog, and her brother Halpern, came inside with him.
The woodstove was blazing, warming the air of the four-room cabin. The lights in the main room were lit, and Ray could see Fraser's silhouette through the kitchen door as he prepared dinner. Everything was as they'd left it: the neatly made bed with its hand-pieced quilts, the bearskin rug in front of the fire, the wood-frame couch and two bentwood rocking chairs. A book of poetry was spread face-down on one arm of the couch; a knit afghan was folded on the other. The wood table, which Fraser had built twenty years ago, was polished and gleaming. The shoe rack beside the door already held Fraser's boots, sitting beside Ray's sheepskin house slippers.
Adventure
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Length: 7,209 words
Author on LJ:
2corbiesAuthor Website: Her AO3 page
Why this must be read:
The modest summary for this amazing fic reads: an invitation to a wedding. However, that is just a little part for one of the best F/K post-CotW fics I've read.
Set approximately 30 years in the future, this story is about what happened after Fraser and RayK came back from their quest for Franklin's hand; about how much their lives changed; about how they went from partners to husbands to parents.
One of the things that propels this story into the must-read category is how
2corbies doesn't handwave the realities both characters had to face if they wanted to build a life together. As for the wedding alluded to in the summary, well, let's just say that it fits oh-so-perfectly with the greater narrative as the past and the present-future meet with surprising results.
This is an honest, loving and (for those who want to know what kind of naked!time shenanigans older!Fraser and RayK might get into) sensual story.
They arrived home in the long twilight of early December. Fraser went into the cabin to start the fire, while Ray took care of the dogs. He unhitched them from the sled one by one, checking for any damage they'd taken from the extended trip, then settled them in their kennels with dinner. He unpacked the sled, rolled up the harness, and stowed it in the back of their large shed before heading inside. Holliday, the lead dog, and her brother Halpern, came inside with him.
The woodstove was blazing, warming the air of the four-room cabin. The lights in the main room were lit, and Ray could see Fraser's silhouette through the kitchen door as he prepared dinner. Everything was as they'd left it: the neatly made bed with its hand-pieced quilts, the bearskin rug in front of the fire, the wood-frame couch and two bentwood rocking chairs. A book of poetry was spread face-down on one arm of the couch; a knit afghan was folded on the other. The wood table, which Fraser had built twenty years ago, was polished and gleaming. The shoe rack beside the door already held Fraser's boots, sitting beside Ray's sheepskin house slippers.
Adventure