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ds_flashfictionArgh. I've been (ahem) angsting over this for a couple of days, but I think that may have been the deadline that just went sailing past my head, so it's put-up or shut-up time.
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As usual, it took only a few strokes before he was rock hard.
He licked his dry lips. Pleasure radiated through his groin and out into his hips, which started to thrust upward, begging for a tighter, faster grip.
He was greedy in this, made so by years of denial. All those years when he had nothing but his own familiar hand every night. Inuvik. Tuktoyuktuk. Yellowknife. The Yukon, Chicago. Always his own hand. Loneliness and deprivation -- self-imposed, of course, but no less cold for all that. It wasn't joyous. It wasn't even particularly *enjoyable*. It was merely something a lonely man did in order to survive.
Then Ray had bounded into his life, full of energy and charm, with his wiry body and electric smile, and an act -- this act -- which had become so routine as to be automatic had suddenly been fresh and full of fire and longing. He had indulged with unprecedented frequency and every delicious, shuddering climax was a painful reminder of what he didn't have.
What wouldn't he have given, in those days, to feel Ray's strong hands touch his skin, to taste Ray's beautiful lips kissing him, to hear Ray's voice urging him to come?
Which was worse? Dead and cold or alive and burning?
Thinking of those times now sent a frozen jolt directly from his heart to his groin, the combination of pain and searing pleasure eliciting a loud groan. His hips bucked once. Twice. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to hold back the animal noises, but it was impossible. He tried to slow down his thrusts, but the hand on his cock urged him on. His moans came faster, in rhythm with the strokes. Faster. Harder. Faster.
As the intensity built, he could feel Ray's panting breath feathering his hair. He heard Ray's voice in his ear, murmuring appreciation and encouragement. It was Ray's well-sucked cock -- hardening again already -- rubbing against his hip.
He struggled against the pleasure that numbed his mind and pulled him down into warm darkness. He struggled to hold on to the image of Ray, so teasing and bright. But his body only wanted to come.
As he lost awareness of anything but the sensations flooding him, he opened his eyes and met Ray's gaze -- dark and hot -- while those long fingers stroked harder and faster.
"It's okay, Frase," Ray whispered. "I got you."
And Fraser's happiness spilled over.
413 words.
UNUSUAL
As usual, it took only a few strokes before he was rock hard.
He licked his dry lips. Pleasure radiated through his groin and out into his hips, which started to thrust upward, begging for a tighter, faster grip.
He was greedy in this, made so by years of denial. All those years when he had nothing but his own familiar hand every night. Inuvik. Tuktoyuktuk. Yellowknife. The Yukon, Chicago. Always his own hand. Loneliness and deprivation -- self-imposed, of course, but no less cold for all that. It wasn't joyous. It wasn't even particularly *enjoyable*. It was merely something a lonely man did in order to survive.
Then Ray had bounded into his life, full of energy and charm, with his wiry body and electric smile, and an act -- this act -- which had become so routine as to be automatic had suddenly been fresh and full of fire and longing. He had indulged with unprecedented frequency and every delicious, shuddering climax was a painful reminder of what he didn't have.
What wouldn't he have given, in those days, to feel Ray's strong hands touch his skin, to taste Ray's beautiful lips kissing him, to hear Ray's voice urging him to come?
Which was worse? Dead and cold or alive and burning?
Thinking of those times now sent a frozen jolt directly from his heart to his groin, the combination of pain and searing pleasure eliciting a loud groan. His hips bucked once. Twice. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to hold back the animal noises, but it was impossible. He tried to slow down his thrusts, but the hand on his cock urged him on. His moans came faster, in rhythm with the strokes. Faster. Harder. Faster.
As the intensity built, he could feel Ray's panting breath feathering his hair. He heard Ray's voice in his ear, murmuring appreciation and encouragement. It was Ray's well-sucked cock -- hardening again already -- rubbing against his hip.
He struggled against the pleasure that numbed his mind and pulled him down into warm darkness. He struggled to hold on to the image of Ray, so teasing and bright. But his body only wanted to come.
As he lost awareness of anything but the sensations flooding him, he opened his eyes and met Ray's gaze -- dark and hot -- while those long fingers stroked harder and faster.
"It's okay, Frase," Ray whispered. "I got you."
And Fraser's happiness spilled over.
413 words.
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Date: 2003-05-13 10:17 pm (UTC)Beautiful, and so right.
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:22 pm (UTC)Beautiful, and so right.
Thank you! You always say the best stuff, sweetie. I appreciate the support, as always. :)
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Date: 2003-05-13 10:26 pm (UTC)Karen
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:20 pm (UTC)Hee! I really needed a little ego boost *G* so thank you very much for commenting! xoxo
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Date: 2003-05-13 10:29 pm (UTC)(*hopes things are going well* <3)
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:19 pm (UTC)Thank you, hon! I really appreciate that, and I'm glad you liked it. :)
(*hopes things are going well* <3)
Thanks. Things are going very well. I'm getting a lot done and should be "back" next week. Yay!
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Date: 2003-05-13 10:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 09:13 pm (UTC)Believe me, I like my angst to be a prelude to the happy ending. *G*
Thank you!
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Ya done good, hun!
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:16 pm (UTC)Thanks so much sweetie! It feels *great* to hear that it worked for you. :)
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Date: 2003-05-13 11:05 pm (UTC)"It's okay, Frase," Ray whispered. "I got you."
And love that line, most of all.
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:10 pm (UTC)Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. It was truly a pain in the ass to write that hand without specifying who it belonged to. *G*
"It's okay, Frase," Ray whispered. "I got you."
And love that line, most of all.
Thanks. :) It's a favorite of mine.
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Date: 2003-05-14 01:42 am (UTC)Yay for breakfast slash!
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:01 pm (UTC)Thank you! :)
Yay for breakfast slash!
Breakfast of Champions!
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Date: 2003-05-14 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 09:00 pm (UTC)Thank you! LOL! I agree.
I can just hear Fraser in BDTH explaining to Welsh how he knows this guy isn't Ray Vecchio:
"This man's fingers are simply made for mast.....well, they're longer than Ray Vecchio's!"
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Date: 2003-05-14 04:19 am (UTC)Best. First line. EVER.
So good, doll. You really had me wondering what was going on, right up until he could feel Ray's panting breath feathering his hair and then I went "oooooh" and got all squishy.
Um. Not like that. Sorry. ;)
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:06 pm (UTC)Hee! Thanks hon.
So good, doll. You really had me wondering what was going on, right up until he could feel Ray's panting breath feathering his hair and then I went "oooooh" and got all squishy.
Yay! I'm so glad you liked it and that it worked for you. :) I'm thrilled that I could pull off the angsty stuff, since everyone knows I'm a happy ending slut. *G*
Um. Not like that. Sorry. ;)
LOL!
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Date: 2003-05-14 05:18 am (UTC)I admit I was worried at the beginning -- ohplesaedeargodnotanotherheartbreaker -- but no! You did the ol' switcheroo and pulled it off! (Well. Not *literally*.)
Brava! ::mwah::
Thanks for the lovely morning treat!
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Date: 2003-05-14 06:45 am (UTC)Glorious. Thank you.
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Date: 2003-05-14 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 08:56 pm (UTC)Thank you SO much, Shay! That's exactly what I was trying to do! I don't think I succeeded, entirely, so it's wonderful to read your comment and know that *someone* knew where I was trying to go! :)
In many ways you and Rowan have come (no pun) at this from different sides, and somehow they make sense together, as well as separately. All I can say to you is thank you, thank you.
Isn't that hilarious? I read Rowan's right after I posted mine and thought....argh! She nailed it. (Fortunately, it's not a competition. *G*) But I did think it was cool that we were both thinking along those lines.
And thank YOU. It's my pleasure. :)
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Date: 2003-05-14 05:56 am (UTC)I must say, this challenge has been very...ah, satisfying...for those who really, really, really like Ray's hands...
getting back to work now!
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Date: 2003-05-14 07:45 pm (UTC)Thank you!
I must say, this challenge has been very...ah, satisfying...for those who really, really, really like Ray's hands...
Especially Fraser. ::snicker::
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Date: 2003-05-14 07:29 am (UTC)>Then Ray had bounded into his life, full of energy and charm, with his wiry body and electric smile, and an act -- this act -- which had become so routine as to be automatic had suddenly been fresh and full of fire and longing. He had indulged with unprecedented frequency and every delicious, shuddering climax was a painful reminder of what he didn't have.<
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2003-05-14 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 06:48 pm (UTC)Thanks Kikala! I'm glad that worked for you. :)
Is it still angsty if there's a happy ending? Yes, such a nice ending.
In my book, all the angst has a happy ending. *G* It's part of the definition of angst: "Bad stuff....and then Fraser and Ray get together and live happily ever after."
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Date: 2003-05-14 10:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 06:45 pm (UTC)Hey you! You are the sweetest. :) This didn't actually work out as well as I'd envisioned. I think the readers had to work too hard to figure out what was going on. But...eh. I'm learning. :)
Ray's beautiful hands are worth a challenge of their own, except they got such a workout (snerk!) during this one.
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Date: 2003-05-14 11:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 06:41 pm (UTC)Flatterer!
(Please don't stop. *G*)
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Date: 2003-05-14 04:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 06:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 09:38 pm (UTC)This is lovely, Dude. Angstysweet.
-R
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Date: 2003-05-14 10:17 pm (UTC)Yikes! I see from your groovy new icon that you're serious. LOL
This is lovely, Dude. Angstysweet.
Thanks! What a great word. Mmmm :)
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Date: 2003-05-15 12:04 pm (UTC)(Grrr...LJ's getting on my last nerve)
As I was saying: "Oh, my...that's lovely!" :)
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Date: 2003-05-15 12:26 pm (UTC)I hear THAT. Although, oddly enough, my LJ problems have pretty much ceased since I went on semi-haitus. I have a little trouble here and there, but not a lot. Weird, eh? Methinks they were not entirely correct when they blamed it on my slow dial-up connection. *G*
As I was saying: "Oh, my...that's lovely!" :)
Thank you! You're very kind, and I appreciate it that you took the time to comment -- twice. *G*
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Date: 2003-05-15 12:51 pm (UTC)I have to say that personally, I'd rather be alive and burning because at least you know you're still alive. But Fraser doesn't have to worry because Ray's got things well in hand. *g*
And add me to the list of people that have a thing for Ray's hands. mmmmm.....
Thanks for the tasty, angsty, smutty snack! :o)
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Date: 2003-05-15 09:10 pm (UTC)Hey, it's never to late for feedback in my book. :) it's hard to keep up with these.
I thought about cutting that line a couple of times, but I really wanted it. At one point I searched a thesaurus for a more painful way to say "burning". When one of the synonyms was "flaming", I laughed myself sick. *G*
But Fraser doesn't have to worry because Ray's got things well in hand. *g*
Yeah, I like to think Ray makes up for all the lonely years. (Translation: sex ALL the time.) *G*
Thanks for your kind comments. I really appreciate them.
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Date: 2003-05-15 04:52 pm (UTC)This was so good, although I was confused for a couple minutes even after the ending because... I think I was waiting for the triple-cross, or something. Maybe a little too suspicious.
Wonderful. Unexpected happy endings are so rare, and so cool.
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Date: 2003-05-15 09:20 pm (UTC)LOL! What a nice compliment!
This was so good, although I was confused for a couple minutes even after the ending because... I think I was waiting for the triple-cross, or something. Maybe a little too suspicious.
No, I'm not clever enough for that. It never occurred to me to try to trick you twice. *G* But I really did struggle with trying to get the basic idea across, and to keep people wondering up until the end, so that may be why you were scratching your head. :P
Wonderful. Unexpected happy endings are so rare, and so cool.
Thank you! I agree that they're much better than the alternative. *G* I'm glad it was a pleasant experience -- that makes me feel good. :)