BF/RK Public Sex Challenge Entry

[keldaryth.livejournal.com]

Well, here goes, first flashfic... Anyway, it's BF/RK and entitled Crossword, and you can read it here.

Hope you enjoy it people.

Kel'daryth - AKA Rathful Matt.

EDIT to add post below:

Crosswords

 

Ray was bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored and then some. Boring seminar, boring speeches, boring content. It didn’t help that he knew everything they were talking about. Hell, he and Ben had practically written the guidebook on how half this policing shit should be done. Well, Ben had. He’d just been lucky enough to be the one Ben was partnered with. Um… yeah, partnered with. In more ways than one too.

 

Not that it was doing either of them any good now. Both he and Ben had turned down being either speakers or ‘honoured guests’ at the seminar, hoping to evade it entirely, but no, they had to attend it anyway for a whatsit? ‘Show of unity.’ Or was it solidarity? Who fucking cared? He was bored out of his mind.

 

They’d taken seats at the back of the room, and while the room was hardly full, it was hardly private and Ray’s favourite playtoys were therefore off limits. He satisfied himself with rubbing Ben’s thigh when he thought no-one was looking, but after a hissed, “Ray!” he’d stopped that. Ben was right about the whole PDA thing after all.

 

Oh not that people didn’t know. After a year and a half people definitely knew. But they mostly didn’t give a fuck, and didn’t talk about it. Most of the people who knew liked the Status Quo, after all. Not that he – or Ben – would have been fired or anything…but they might have had to split up the liaison program. The rules about working with your Significant Other when in positions based on international co-operation still weren’t officially decided, but no-one really felt like pushing their luck. After all, the station’s solve rate went through the roof when Fraser was around, and it was tacitly understood that Fraser wouldn’t work with another cop – he’d simply pack up and head back to Canada if the liaison was split up, and Ray might well head back with him.

 

Sighing, Ray glanced over at his partner, who was wearing a combination of the ‘Polite Mountie’ and ‘Bored out of My Skull Mountie’ masks. His back was straight, he was looking in the general direction of the speaker – some Sergeant Innes or something – but his eyes were glazed over.

Ray cocked his head, looking at Ben’s profile, the kissable lips, the earnest (if now glassy) eyes, his strong jawline and ears…ears Ray loved to nibble and lick. He swallowed to moisten his suddenly dry throat and moved his seminar notepad (free stationary, woohoo) to cover his half erect cock. Ben looked over at the movement, and Ray smiled somewhat sheepishly, flushing. Ben’s jaw dropped slightly, his eyes going slightly unfocused as his tongue snuck out of his mouth to lick his lower lip. Then he shook himself and turned his attention back to the speaker.

 

Ray grinned. It looked like Ben was bored too.

He looked down at his paper and started to draw a collection of boxes onto the page. Tapping his pen against his cheek, he started to write.

 

One Down: Often served with Eggs at breakfast, comes from pigs. (5)

 

Two Down: A small island off the coast of Queensland, Australia. Famous for its dingo population (6)

 

He only knew about that because Dief had insisted they stop channel surfing to watch a travel special yesterday. Dingoes, heh.

 

Three Down: Bird watchers stay in this to remain unseen (4)

 

Four Down: Americans view the Statue of Liberty as a ______ of liberty and hope. (6)

 

One Across: Bruce Cockburn and Martin Short are both _______. (8)

 

Two Across: Sigmund ______ is often thought of as the father or psychology. (5)

 

Three Across: Valentines day is about this. (4)

 

Four Across: A species of marine creature, flat, and with a barbed sting in their tails. Often with the prefix ‘manta’. (3)

 

Well, that might be being obvious, but Ben knew so much more shit than he did, and Ray would’ve hated him to get that one wrong.

 

Five Across: Water Closet (8)

 

Trying to keep his face neutral, Ray tore the page off his notepad and handed it to Ben, who looked at him with raised eyebrows before taking the crossword. Ray could practically see the wheels turning over in Ben’s head, and tried to remain innocently hopeful until Ben finally placed the sheet of paper on his own pad and started to work it out.

 

Bacon, Freud, Ray, Love…

 

Ben frowned at him.

“Just keep going, all right?” he whispered.

 

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked at four down, writing ‘icon’ next to the clue before crossing it out and filling the boxes with ‘symbol’. Three down became ‘hide’, five across became ‘restroom’, and then he looked at two down.

 

F something A something, something R.

 

Finally he scribbled in Fraser.

 

Smiling, Ben handed the sheet back to Ray, but Ray passed it back.

 

“What?” Ben whispered.

Ray simply tapped his pen at the completed crossword.

Fraser’s forehead crinkled as he looked at the puzzle again.

 

Freud, symbol, hide, bacon, Canadian, Fraser, love, Ray, restroom,

 

Ben suddenly blushed, half turning to stare at Ray, who grinned and waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

 

Ben passed the page back to Ray and started to write in his own pad,

 

Policework:

-         Defend the PUBLIC.

 

Ray glanced over and then leant over to write underneath.

 

-         Listen to speakers.

-         Two hours.

 

He glanced meaningfully at his watch.

 

Ben’s breathing was slightly faster than normal, and his eyes looked torn. Ray raised his eyebrows in question. Ben tugged at the collar of his uniform once before nodding.

 

“You go first.” Ray whispered. “I’ll meet you there.”

 

Ben nodded again before standing and starting towards the restrooms.

 

After exactly two minutes (he was going to wait three, but got impatient) Ray got up and followed.

Comments

[lynnmonster.livejournal.com]

Congrats on your first flashfic! It was very cute and made me smile.

I have to thank you for incorporating the *answers* (thus saving me the trouble of researching the name of that small island...)

[keldaryth.livejournal.com]

*laughs delightedly* I figured I needed the answers in there, especially as I needed the little 'message' to get across, and I wasn't certain that even if someone got all the answers right (and I'm sure there was room for misinterpretation), that they'd be able to unscramble the message correctly. Plus I couldn't include a graphic as I haven't got the nerve to tackle a webpage yet...

That said, Fraser probably new 'Fraser' Island as the world's biggest sand island, but I figure Ray, knowing it through Dief, would go for the dingoes.

LOL

It was the only way I could think of to get 'Fraser' into the crossword!

[kelliem.livejournal.com]

LOL! Cute. I can see it.

[jenboo.livejournal.com]

Oh, very clever! Congratulations on your first flash...I mean, flashfic! *g*

ADMIN POST

[cesperanza.livejournal.com]

Congrats on your first flashfiction, Matt!

However, I need you to reformat this differently. The rules of DS Flashfiction say that you post the story to the community (and not a link to your own LJ, as you did.) This is to keep the challenge stories and their comments centralized on the Flashfiction site.

You may link to your story from your own site but you can't post it to your own LJ or webpage until the challenge officially closes (I come in as ADMIN and close it.) After that, your story is yours and you can post it wherever you want!