Something by Megan

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

Megan Williams <williamp02@yahoo.com> wrote this.


DESSERT ( 929 words)

“ Fraser!”
I turn at the sound of Ray’s shocked voice, “ Umm…eerrr… yes, Ray?”
“ Wha… uhhh, tell me you’re not doing what I think you’re doing, cause if you are, then you’re even more of a freak than I knew you were, “ he says, as his blue eyes take in my appearance.
I look down at myself, uniform pants and boxers down around my knees, tunic off, henley rucked up around my chest, “ And what is it that you think I’m doing, Ray,” I challenge.
He stares at me for a second, eyebrows threatening to permanently move into his hairline, “Frase, I’m not the one with a pie attached to my groin, so you have no right in bein’ the one to ask questions. What. Are. You. Doing.”
Exasperated, I motion towards the area he mentioned and say, “ Well, Ray if you must hear it, I am masturbating with a pie.”
Ray’s silence at my statement quite unnerves me and seems to last an eternity. Finally, his lips curve into a smile and he takes the three steps between us, “ I didn’t think you’d take the movie like this,” he comments quietly.
I can feel the color rising in my face and stammer, “ Well, Ray, errm, some things you just cannot take at face value, you need to..uhhh…”
“It’s not polite to not finish your sentence, Frase.”
“That’s a double negative, Ray,” I manage as his hands slide up my torso and burrow under my shirt. Something that sounds like agreement comes from his throat as his head leans in just under my ear and I feel the flick of a tongue across the skin there. That tongue slides down a little and then is gone, only to be replaced by the sharp nip of teeth on my earlobe and Ray’s husky whisper, “ If I’d known that movie would get you to do this, I’da shown it to ya earlier.”
I can only now as my mouth has suddenly gone dry. Swallow. Saliva. “ But now you know,” and my voice cracks like I’m a teenager again.
“Yeah, I do,” he murmurs in my ear, skimming his hands down my chest and stomach and coming to a rest on top of the pie tin. “Don’ need this no more,” I hear him mutter as he slides if off me, letting it drop to the floor with a splat. The moan that escapes me when he wraps his hand around my penis would be quite embarrassing under normal circumstances, but as I’ve come to learn, normal and the two of us go together about as well as whale blubber and pizza. And that’s just as well, because his hands starts stroking and I’ve lost all control, my hips involuntarily pushing forward into the circle of those long fingers and warm palm.
Slow, slow strokes from the base to the head, rubbing his thumb over the head each time he gets there, Ray’s hand urges me to finish what I started myself. “ C’mon Frase, Ben, come for me,” he whispers against my mouth, “ I wanna see and hear you come just for me.” That voice, the need and desire I hear in it, coupled with his mouth capturing mine in hot, wet, demanding kiss push me over the edge and I grunt into his mouth as I come as if it’s been months, not two days since we did this.
His hand gentles down, knowing how sensitive I am now, and I lean bonelessly against the counter, eyes closed, trying to catch my breath.

Comments

[persian-slipper.livejournal.com]

“Well, Ray if you must hear it, I am masturbating with a pie.”

*snerk* Oh my lord. Fraser acting like a horny teenager and being that calm when caught? I like this Mountie, I really, really do. Question: does Ray lick his fingers afterwards?

*wave* it's the author herself....

[(Anonymous)]

Thanks for the kind words( and to mergatrude for posting it for me, you rock!!). This was my first attempt at writing anything fic-related, so it feels good to hear feedback of any type. Glad ya liked it!