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schmericaThey're lying in bed; Fraser's on his back, hands folded over his stomach, and Ray's lying on his side, pillows bunched up under his elbow, where his head's resting.
"You gotta tell me what you're thinking, Fraser," Ray says quietly. "I gotta know what's in your head here."
Fraser closes his eyes, purses his lips. "I -- you know I love you."
"Yeah," says Ray; he knows that.
"I do, I love you, and I don't need anything else--"
"Fraser, I'm not asking you what you need." Fraser doesn't need hardly anything; he can run for fifty years on water and a bite of jerky. Fraser's been living on necessities his entire life; that's not the question.
Fraser opens his eyes. When he doesn't say anything after a few seconds, Ray pokes him in the chest.
"Love isn't ... it's not a zero-sum equation, Ray, you understand. I love you, but that doesn't mean I don't also love Ray Vecchio."
"Hmmm," says Ray.
Fraser bites his lip. He looks uncomfortable, so Ray's not surprised when the big words come out. "Human sexuality and psychology are of course highly complicated and individual, you know, and in some cultures--"
"Don't tell me an Inuit story about hot guy-on-guy-on-guy action, Fraser," Ray says, and Fraser falls silent again, a frown creasing his brow.
Ray is quiet, too, for a bit. He puts his hand on Fraser's chest, watches himself smoothing small circles on his skin. "Okay," he says finally.
"Ray, I don't want to do anything you're uncomfortable with--"
"Who's uncomfortable?" says Ray, and he smiles down at Fraser. "You love me, I love you, I wanna see you happy--"
"It's not that I'm not happy--"
"I wanna see you even happier," Ray says firmly. "You love Vecchio, he loves you, he'll make you happier. Everybody wins."
Fraser's eyes are wide as he stares at Ray, peering at him like he's trying to make sure this isn't some kind of freaky joke, that Ray's not just making this up, that he really means it. But he doesn't seem to find that, anyway, and after a moment his mouth breaks into a smile, small but perfectly bright. He rolls onto his side, stretches to kiss Ray fervently on the mouth.
"Perhaps," Fraser murmurs against Ray's cheek, "perhaps you and Ray may forge a deeper connection as well."
Ray laughs at that. "Oh, yeah, you'd get off on that, wouldn't you?"
"I would indeed," Fraser says, a chuckle in his voice, and then he's kissing Ray again.
"You gotta tell me what you're thinking, Fraser," Ray says quietly. "I gotta know what's in your head here."
Fraser closes his eyes, purses his lips. "I -- you know I love you."
"Yeah," says Ray; he knows that.
"I do, I love you, and I don't need anything else--"
"Fraser, I'm not asking you what you need." Fraser doesn't need hardly anything; he can run for fifty years on water and a bite of jerky. Fraser's been living on necessities his entire life; that's not the question.
Fraser opens his eyes. When he doesn't say anything after a few seconds, Ray pokes him in the chest.
"Love isn't ... it's not a zero-sum equation, Ray, you understand. I love you, but that doesn't mean I don't also love Ray Vecchio."
"Hmmm," says Ray.
Fraser bites his lip. He looks uncomfortable, so Ray's not surprised when the big words come out. "Human sexuality and psychology are of course highly complicated and individual, you know, and in some cultures--"
"Don't tell me an Inuit story about hot guy-on-guy-on-guy action, Fraser," Ray says, and Fraser falls silent again, a frown creasing his brow.
Ray is quiet, too, for a bit. He puts his hand on Fraser's chest, watches himself smoothing small circles on his skin. "Okay," he says finally.
"Ray, I don't want to do anything you're uncomfortable with--"
"Who's uncomfortable?" says Ray, and he smiles down at Fraser. "You love me, I love you, I wanna see you happy--"
"It's not that I'm not happy--"
"I wanna see you even happier," Ray says firmly. "You love Vecchio, he loves you, he'll make you happier. Everybody wins."
Fraser's eyes are wide as he stares at Ray, peering at him like he's trying to make sure this isn't some kind of freaky joke, that Ray's not just making this up, that he really means it. But he doesn't seem to find that, anyway, and after a moment his mouth breaks into a smile, small but perfectly bright. He rolls onto his side, stretches to kiss Ray fervently on the mouth.
"Perhaps," Fraser murmurs against Ray's cheek, "perhaps you and Ray may forge a deeper connection as well."
Ray laughs at that. "Oh, yeah, you'd get off on that, wouldn't you?"
"I would indeed," Fraser says, a chuckle in his voice, and then he's kissing Ray again.
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this is the look Vecchio will give them when they ask him
16/4/06 03:56 (UTC)And then he'll freak out. And yell a lot. And then let Fraser gentle him and soothe him and cup a hand around his neck and Kowalski will edge up to him with cocked hips and a cocky mouth and Vecchio will open his mouth to sneer at him and find himself with Ray's tongue in his mouth and he'll struggle a bit, but Fraser's hand will stay cupped around his neck and Ray Kowalski will lick the roof of his mouth and bite his lower lip and Vecchio will pull away wild-eyed and then... Cover his eyes with one hand and sigh in his long-suffering way.
"Why is this my life?" And then he'll raise an eyebrow at Fraser and ask, "You really want this?"
And Fraser will swallow hard and give him a short nod, and Kowalski will already have a hand hooked in Vecchio's belt and Vecchio will nod back at Fraser and then close his hand in Kowalski's hair and tilt his head back and kiss him, slow and dirty and commanding and Kowalksi will be the one who pulls back, the cocky smirk kissed right off his face, and his dick standing out hard against the placket of his jeans.
"Okay, then," Vecchio will say, his lips twisting into his best annoying smirk, and Kowalksi will dart in and try his damndest to lick it into something soft and surprised. And Fraser will stand there, blushing, licking his own lower lip and finally reaching out to cup his other hand around the back of Kowalski's neck and sighing, sighing.
Re: this is the look Vecchio will give them when they ask him
16/4/06 04:05 (UTC)Your awesomeness makes me shiver with delight.
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17/4/06 03:03 (UTC)Hooray for shivers of delight!
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16/4/06 05:51 (UTC):D
(best. movement. ever.)
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17/4/06 03:01 (UTC)Re: this is the look Vecchio will give them when they ask him
17/4/06 07:25 (UTC)And Fraser will swallow hard and give him a short nod, and Kowalski will already have a hand hooked in Vecchio's belt and Vecchio will nod back at Fraser and then close his hand in Kowalski's hair and tilt his head back and kiss him, slow and dirty and commanding and Kowalksi will be the one who pulls back, the cocky smirk kissed right off his face, and his dick standing out hard against the placket of his jeans.
"Okay, then," Vecchio will say,
That is so PERFECT. You nailed them, all three. I can see that scene so clearly.
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Re: this is the look Vecchio will give them when they ask him
17/4/06 19:50 (UTC)"Why is this my life?" And then he'll raise an eyebrow at Fraser and ask, "You really want this?"
I love it, I LOVE it, because that's it at its crux - they both love Fraser so damn much, and he loves THEM so damn much, and when you're starting with that much love, it just - they can make it work. God. ♥
Re: this is the look Vecchio will give them when they ask him
17/4/06 19:58 (UTC)That is so exactly what he would say.
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17/4/06 07:26 (UTC):hugs you:!
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11/11/09 07:20 (UTC)Lovely.