|
|
New fiction will appear at the bottom of the table |
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Deliberate
Seduction
|
“Ray, I’m certain I
know the difference between an innocent mistake
and a deliberate and determined seduction.” |
Tight
Spaces
|
“I
really don’t see any way out of
this.
We are
trapped, Ray.” |
Curiously
Strong
|
"Ray,
if we were closer, maybe you would be able to
reach my boot knife." |
Chocolate-Covered
Fraser
|
“How would you like to help me make a sundae, Fraser?” |
My
Fraser
|
And if you’d told me a year ago that I’d be getting married again – to another man, no less – I’d say you were nuts, and probably kick you in the head. |
Waterlogged
|
What’s the strangest place I’ve ever done it? |
Waterlogged
II:
|
So you want to know what happened when we got back to the room, huh? |
Guitar |
So for now, he was utterly content to play his guitar in the park, his only audience the oak tree and the insects. He gave himself totally to the music, and forgot about everything else. |
Happy
Birthday
|
Fraser would have remembered his birthday. Would have insisted that they get out and do something to mark the occasion, no matter how tired Ray was. Ray missed that. Missed him. |
Yes,
Sir |
If he laughed, Fraser would just punish him
harder
later.
Maybe it would be worth it, though, if Fraser
would use that
flogger.
The black one with all the -- |
Good
Morning
|
This blowjob thing still took some getting used to – he’d been on the receiving end of plenty, but giving them was totally different. And Fraser was so much better at it, with his attention to detail and oral fixation. |
The Last
Word |
Everything
is taken care of - nothing left to worry about
now. If I can just keep from thinking about it,
I’ll be
fine.
|
Chocolate-Covered
Kowalski |
Ray laughed,
too.
“You got a point,” he
said.
“I’ll make it look
real.”
|
The Sniff
Test |
"There’s something wrong, isn’t there?" He thought about it. "Wait a minute. This is about the sniff test, isn’t it! Come on, Fraser, what do you think you smelled on me?" |
One
Night In Chicago CROSSOVER: DS/QaF |
He stepped into Ray's personal space and licked his lips. "I'm staying at the Meridien, on Michigan Avenue." Ray nodded, barely breathing. "Room 1104. Ask for Brian Kinney." |
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