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ds_flashfictionThanks so much to Estrella for allowing me to rip her off uh, post this piece inspired by her gorgous work, Flying Solo.
Duet
by lamardeuse
a sequel to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
estrella30’s Flying Solo
“Mmm, Christ, Frase, never thought you’d—”
“It’s not as though we’ve never shared a bathroom stall before, Ray—”
“Yeah, Welsh didn’t even bat an eye that time, but—oh, fuck, if he comes in now—”
“—he might get the wrong idea.”
“You mean the right one. Oh, Jesus, do that again.”
“Hmm. What?”
“That thing you just did, you know what. Tongue. There. Now.”
“I don’t remember you being this—demanding—”
“—‘s my middle name, what are you—”
“—before I left—mmm, yes, that’s—oh—”
“Yeah, well, that’s what you get for showin’ up in the middle of the afternoon—”
“oh—”
“—in the middle of the fucking station—”
“please—”
“Earlier flight, my ass. You just wanted to see the look on my face when you walked into the bullpen—”
“Wanted—to—surprise you—”
“—wanted to watch me lose it with the Duck Brothers looking on.”
“—ah, God! I wanted to see you. Couldn’t wait—”
“When Frannie hugged you, I almost lost it. Wanted to pry her off you and—”
“Mmmph—”
“You think she would’ve got the clue if I’d slipped you the tongue in the middle of the bullpen?”
“I would imagine—”
“—and maybe I wasn’t demanding before, but that’s mainly because I was fucking speechless, you know, couldn’t believe we were, that you were, that you—touch me, yeah, harder—”
“That I was what?”
“God. Fuck. Don’t stop—”
“That I was what?”
“Ray.”
“All right, okay, couldn’t believe that you wanted this. Wanted me. So? Can you go back to, ah—”
“Ray, you—”
“What?”
“You have—no idea, do you?”
“So tell me.”
“It’s—ah, harder without the intervening—distance.”
“Yeah, I get that. I do. I could, uh, close my eyes. Nah, that’s dumb.”
“It’s just—”
“Here, I’ll get you started. Help you out. You were—ah—restless without me. Hm. Pretty restless with me, too—”
“Ray—yes—”
“You were lonely without me.”
“I was. I hated being away from you—”
“You missed me.”
“Yes, God, I missed you. Every day. Every night.”
“What’d you miss? Huh?”
“oh—I missed—”
“You miss my mouth? Yeah?”
“yes—mmm—”
“My hands? You kissed my hands the night before you left, when you thought I was asleep—”
“oh, please, yes, there—”
“—god, Frase, missed touching you—”
“—don’t stop—”
“And what about this? You miss this?”
“oh—Ray, we—”
“You know what I did yesterday after I heard your message? I came in here—”
“—we—”
“—and I thought about us in here, just like this, just like this—”
“—we shouldn’t—”
“—you got on your knees, and it was your hand on me, your mouth—”
“ohhhh—”
“—the way you know I love it, slow and deep, until, oh Christ, you got no idea how much I need this, need you—”
“No, hold up, stop. Get up.”
“What are you—”
“Shh.”
“But—”
“God, Ray.”
“Shh, just relax. That’s it, yeah. Let me show you what it felt like. And I’ll close my eyes, so you can keep telling me. Tell me how you missed me, huh?”
“Ray!”
End
Duet
by lamardeuse
a sequel to
estrella30’s Flying Solo“Mmm, Christ, Frase, never thought you’d—”
“It’s not as though we’ve never shared a bathroom stall before, Ray—”
“Yeah, Welsh didn’t even bat an eye that time, but—oh, fuck, if he comes in now—”
“—he might get the wrong idea.”
“You mean the right one. Oh, Jesus, do that again.”
“Hmm. What?”
“That thing you just did, you know what. Tongue. There. Now.”
“I don’t remember you being this—demanding—”
“—‘s my middle name, what are you—”
“—before I left—mmm, yes, that’s—oh—”
“Yeah, well, that’s what you get for showin’ up in the middle of the afternoon—”
“oh—”
“—in the middle of the fucking station—”
“please—”
“Earlier flight, my ass. You just wanted to see the look on my face when you walked into the bullpen—”
“Wanted—to—surprise you—”
“—wanted to watch me lose it with the Duck Brothers looking on.”
“—ah, God! I wanted to see you. Couldn’t wait—”
“When Frannie hugged you, I almost lost it. Wanted to pry her off you and—”
“Mmmph—”
“You think she would’ve got the clue if I’d slipped you the tongue in the middle of the bullpen?”
“I would imagine—”
“—and maybe I wasn’t demanding before, but that’s mainly because I was fucking speechless, you know, couldn’t believe we were, that you were, that you—touch me, yeah, harder—”
“That I was what?”
“God. Fuck. Don’t stop—”
“That I was what?”
“Ray.”
“All right, okay, couldn’t believe that you wanted this. Wanted me. So? Can you go back to, ah—”
“Ray, you—”
“What?”
“You have—no idea, do you?”
“So tell me.”
“It’s—ah, harder without the intervening—distance.”
“Yeah, I get that. I do. I could, uh, close my eyes. Nah, that’s dumb.”
“It’s just—”
“Here, I’ll get you started. Help you out. You were—ah—restless without me. Hm. Pretty restless with me, too—”
“Ray—yes—”
“You were lonely without me.”
“I was. I hated being away from you—”
“You missed me.”
“Yes, God, I missed you. Every day. Every night.”
“What’d you miss? Huh?”
“oh—I missed—”
“You miss my mouth? Yeah?”
“yes—mmm—”
“My hands? You kissed my hands the night before you left, when you thought I was asleep—”
“oh, please, yes, there—”
“—god, Frase, missed touching you—”
“—don’t stop—”
“And what about this? You miss this?”
“oh—Ray, we—”
“You know what I did yesterday after I heard your message? I came in here—”
“—we—”
“—and I thought about us in here, just like this, just like this—”
“—we shouldn’t—”
“—you got on your knees, and it was your hand on me, your mouth—”
“ohhhh—”
“—the way you know I love it, slow and deep, until, oh Christ, you got no idea how much I need this, need you—”
“No, hold up, stop. Get up.”
“What are you—”
“Shh.”
“But—”
“God, Ray.”
“Shh, just relax. That’s it, yeah. Let me show you what it felt like. And I’ll close my eyes, so you can keep telling me. Tell me how you missed me, huh?”
“Ray!”
End
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Date: 2004-05-06 05:49 pm (UTC)I feel so honored! My first fic that inspired a follow up fic!
And lordy is it hot. I love this. Thank you, L!
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Date: 2004-05-07 11:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-06 05:50 pm (UTC)This is stunning, lamardeuse. Incendiary, yeah, but with this beautiful undertone of emotion (“You have—no idea, do you?”)
::happy sigh::
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Date: 2004-05-06 06:17 pm (UTC)“My hands? You kissed my hands the night before you left, when you thought I was asleep—”
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Date: 2004-05-06 06:33 pm (UTC)Akite, you and me, baby. I copied it out the first time I read it. This is too wonderful. Ray deserves to be adored like this, and Fraser is the perfect man to do it.
It's just so *right.*.
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Date: 2004-05-07 11:31 am (UTC)That's a large part of the appeal of these two, isn't it--the idea that they are two lonely souls who complete one another. *sighs sappily*
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Date: 2004-05-07 11:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-06 06:28 pm (UTC)And so clever! Love the dialogue, the way it really shows each character.
Did I mention the hotness?
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Date: 2004-05-06 06:54 pm (UTC)And, so, so, hot.
How am I supposed to work now? I need a cigarette.
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Date: 2004-05-07 11:33 am (UTC)LOL! Thanks for the kind comments.
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Date: 2004-05-06 10:18 pm (UTC)And yet, makes me HATE the fact I'm still at work. Now to explain to my coworkers why I'm flushed. *melts*
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Date: 2004-05-07 11:36 am (UTC)Naw...that won't work. :D
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Date: 2004-05-07 06:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-07 11:37 am (UTC)No! Really? I never would have guessed! :D
Glad you liked, hon!
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Date: 2004-05-07 08:05 am (UTC)It´s too damn hot here...
Love this line: “My hands? You kissed my hands the night before you left, when you thought I was asleep—”
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Date: 2004-05-09 01:44 am (UTC)"My hands? You kissed my hands the night before you left, when you thought I was asleep—"
*sighs happily* So sweet.
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