Sins Challenge

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Seven
By Sam80853

Fraser and me, we're sittin' on the couch in my apartment. The movie has just ended and we're watchin' the credits now, like anyone is interested in stuff like that. Fraser probably is and I'm glad for it right now 'cause what on earth possessed me to rent a movie like this? Steve McQueen would have been way better, even a curling game would have been better! But no. It had to be "Seven", a cop movie like I'm not gettin' enough of that shit everyday of my fuckin’ life.

But it's so much more than a cop movie, it's sad and depressing and brings way too many feelings to surface than I can face, especially right now with Fraser right beside me. It reminds me too clearly of what we're facing every day, all those freaks out there and how easy a Mountie without a gun could get killed.

I shake my head to clear my mind but Mills' pained face over the loss of his beloved wife stays with me.
If anything would happen to Fraser I would react exactly like him. Deadly sin? I don't care. Scratch his skin and I'm gonna kill you. BAM! Done!

"That was very disturbing, Ray." Fraser whispers like he has heard me or somethin'.

"Yeah," I answer, jump up and head to the kitchen, gettin' a beer out of the fridge and a glass of water for Fraser.

"You know, that Freeman guy reminds me of you," I tell him.

He's looking up at me, rubbing his eyebrow and I'm tempted to take his hand away to do it myself.

Lust!

I'm full of it. He just touches his face and I'm ready to jump him. God!

"How so, Ray?"
"You know, all in control, thinking first. Kind of knowing all the right answers."

Fraser avoids my eyes, looking at the dark screen now, suddenly all stiff on my couch and I know it was the wrong thing to say. But it's the way I see him sometimes and I need him that way. I'm all instinct and he's all logic, we're perfect together. A duet.

"I most certainly don't have all the right answers, Ray."

I sit down beside him again, takin' a sip from my beer bottle, trying to think how to make myself clear. That I need him, love him - without really tellin' him the love thing - the way he is.

"I know that, Frase but…"

He interrupts me totally un-Mountie like. His eyes are on me again, dark and shining with anger.

"You think I couldn't lose control like Detective Mills in this movie did? Kill for someone I love deeply?"

Maybe I'm lookin' stupid with my mouth hangin' open but I really dunno what to say. Fraser's anger surprises me and his searching eyes that run over my face make me shiver all over.

I've never seen him like now. Heat is rollin' off him and I can feel the tension between us grow.

"I'm afraid that I have to admit when it comes to you, Ray," his voice is calm and steady now, his eyes never leaving mine, "I'm overprotective, even unreasonably so."

Not one word comes to my mind. Blank. Nothin'. I'm stunned.

He said more than he actually did, right?

Fraser slowly leans closer, lifting his hand to my face, caressing my skin with his thumb and I'm still wondering what the hell he's tellin' me when I feel his lips on mine. Soft and gentle like he wants to give me the chance to back off.

I might be stupid but not that stupid.

My hands come up to his face to hold him in place and I open my mouth to his tongue.

Yah, I'm definitely guilty of lust but who cares as long as Fraser keeps kissing and touching me like now?!

The End