oh, fraser.

[schmerica]

1) You should all tell fox1013 to write me Giles/Jack Bristow crossover fic. No, really. REALLY.

2) It has been too long since we had a good discussion of Benton Fraser's sex life in my journal! Come gather around, my lovelies.

Things I assume are true and explicit in canon, and therefore expect in any story I read:

Fraser slept with Victoria in Victoria's Secret (multiple times).

Things I tend to take as true when I write about Fraser, but not necessarily when I read:

I tend to read Fraser as pretty firmly bisexual.

I think Fraser probably jerks off on a regular basis. (And by regular, I mean regular; it's like stretching your muscles! It's medicinal, almost.)

I usually think that Fraser and Victoria's first meeting in the blizzard has some sexual component to it.

Stuff that's really fun to look at in a bazillion different ways:

Sometimes Victoria's the only one; sometimes it's her and a few other women; sometimes he's done it with boys and girls. I have a soft spot for guy-on-guy experimentation as a teenager, really, but that's my own kinks.

I'm not really a F/V slasher, but there are times on my viewings of s1 and s2 that I get the feeling that one of them is in love with the other -- but I can never tell if either of them is actually aware of it.

I do tend to think he knows he's attracted to Ray Kowalski pretty early on, but maybe not; denial or first male sexual experience can work as well.

All that said, it's hard sometimes to get a grasp on exactly how and what Fraser thinks about sex. There's definitely a rejection of the unconcious American macho male approach to it, but I think a lot of the dependence of him as deliberately asexual or devoted to the chivalry of "Heaven + Earth" can end up a little oversimplified. There has to be a balance between Fraser's unwieldliness at love and emotion, and his appreciation for the importance of body and mind, doesn't there?

In conclusion: Fraser is hot. Please to be telling me about his entire sexual history! *waits*

Comments

[etben.livejournal.com]

reading over comments to this, and:

I think people are right, about Fraser not wanting to have sex with somebody he doesn't care deeply about. I don't particularly think that has to be some sort of 'cosmic chi love thing', though, and I don't even particularly need to have a commitment (although if it's one or both of the Rays, you can bet your ass that I want a commitment, because I am a ho for the happy endings): I can buy a Fraser who sleeps with a friend in that friend's time of need, because that's what's important, to console someone through touch and affection and soft, soft kisses.

But at the same time? that's because Fraser loves his friends. He may not automatically go to a sex place with that thought, but if sex was what was necessary, he'd totally do it. For example, I can totally buy Fraser sleeping with Frannie—but only if he thought that she needed it. In the actual series, Frannie's pretty in control of herself, and pretty happy by and large, and really not needing Fraser, just wanting him, and not wanting the real him, either. If he honestly thought it would be better for her, I kind of think he'd do it. Not that I want to read that, but I'm just saying.

And that's a big part of why I love this show, actually: because there's so much love between Ray and Fraser, and between Ray and Fraser, and, if you've got a writer who's willing to finagle them around, between Ray and Ray. Even when that's not going to the naked place, it's awesome, because it's love, and love is awesome.

So that's Fraser, who's not so interested in partner sex outside of love.

Solo sex, though? A completely different story, if you ask me. Fraser is, after all, a guy who's pretty in tune with his own body, by and large, and who takes pretty good care of it. Also, we've already seen that he hasn't got much in the way of taboos, when it comes to his own actions and his own body—he gets awkward being naked around other people, sure (bounty hunter lady, thatcher), but when it's just him? or (significantly) when it's him and a Ray? he's really remarkably not-awkward.

I totally agree with you, is what I'm saying: Fraser jerks off, and he does it a lot, and he's totally not bothered by it. It's easy, it's safe, fantasy is a healthy and normal part of life, it's completely natural, and oh yeah: it feels good. It doesn't make him feel dirty, or even particularly lonely: it's his sex life, and he'll do what he wants with it.

(and, crap. Now I really want to write the story where they're on the quest, up in the frozen nowhere, and Fraser's jerking off every night, and it freaks Ray the fuck out, because who the hell does that? Who the hell jerks off that much, that regular, without any shame or guilt or even checking to make sure Ray's asleep, for fuck's sake, he could have been watching, he could be some kind of pervert, getting off on Fraser's breathing and the rustle of his sleeping bag and the place where his hand is bumping up, sliding down, over and over again, and then the smell of sex in the air, warm and sweat-salty and Fraser, Fraser, Christ, Fraser.

And at some point, Fraser notices that Ray's up, and says something along the lines of "Oh, I'm sorry, Ray—did I wake you?" Because of course, to him, this is perfectly natural, this is absolutely normal, and while it would certainly be awkward with, for example, Inspector Thatcher in the next sleeping bag, this is Ray, so it's not awkward at all.

Only in Fraser's head, of course, because Ray is many things but he is not yet that much of a freak.

And then, eventually, they have sex. Hi, brain. I'm glad you're mostly recovered from the paper on code-switching! too bad we totally have to go back and write the rest in a bit.)

As far as sexuality goes, I agree that Fraser's bisexual, but that may well be because I think that everyone's bisexual. (A theory which annoys both my (very straight) roommate and my (very queer) future roommate to no end, but who cares?)

And that is my two cents of thinkiness for the moment. Code-switching, watch the fuck out!

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

(and, crap. Now I really want to write the story where they're on the quest, up in the frozen nowhere, and Fraser's jerking off every night, and it freaks Ray the fuck out, because who the hell does that? Who the hell jerks off that much, that regular, without any shame or guilt or even checking to make sure Ray's asleep, for fuck's sake, he could have been watching, he could be some kind of pervert, getting off on Fraser's breathing and the rustle of his sleeping bag and the place where his hand is bumping up, sliding down, over and over again, and then the smell of sex in the air, warm and sweat-salty and Fraser, Fraser, Christ, Fraser.

And at some point, Fraser notices that Ray's up, and says something along the lines of "Oh, I'm sorry, Ray—did I wake you?" Because of course, to him, this is perfectly natural, this is absolutely normal, and while it would certainly be awkward with, for example, Inspector Thatcher in the next sleeping bag, this is Ray, so it's not awkward at all.

Only in Fraser's head, of course, because Ray is many things but he is not yet that much of a freak.

You are a wonderful, wonderful person and I have nothing but love for you.

[etben.livejournal.com]

see, and you say that, but you keep starting discussions like this and giving me plot bunnies and I just don't know what to do.

But I will try to write it while I am in the wildwoods this summer, and have it for you all when I get back. Rah!

[etben.livejournal.com]

P.S. I love you too! I will miss you muchly when I am gone from my computer this summer and have nobody to torment me with plot bunnies and porn!

[taeli.livejournal.com]

*fans self* Oh yes, pleaseplease write this.

[etben.livejournal.com]

Hee! I will work on it, but I don't know if I can write porn while surrounded by small children. I will try! I will make a valiant effort! But it may have to wait until july.

[taeli.livejournal.com]

I understand - real life trumps fic. I'm the patient type so I'm willing to wait. =)

[starfishchick]

(and, crap. Now I really want to write the story where they're on the quest, up in the frozen nowhere, and Fraser's jerking off every night, and it freaks Ray the fuck out, because who the hell does that? Who the hell jerks off that much, that regular, without any shame or guilt or even checking to make sure Ray's asleep, for fuck's sake, he could have been watching, he could be some kind of pervert, getting off on Fraser's breathing and the rustle of his sleeping bag and the place where his hand is bumping up, sliding down, over and over again, and then the smell of sex in the air, warm and sweat-salty and Fraser, Fraser, Christ, Fraser.

And at some point, Fraser notices that Ray's up, and says something along the lines of "Oh, I'm sorry, Ray—did I wake you?" Because of course, to him, this is perfectly natural, this is absolutely normal, and while it would certainly be awkward with, for example, Inspector Thatcher in the next sleeping bag, this is Ray, so it's not awkward at all.

Only in Fraser's head, of course, because Ray is many things but he is not yet that much of a freak.

And then, eventually, they have sex.

Oh, man, I would so read this. (And now I am going to be thinking about it ALL NIGHT.)