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ds_flashfiction2008-02-26 10:44 pm
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Entry tags:
Self-insertion challenge, by keerawa
Title: Overheard
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keerawa
Pairing: RayK/Fraser
Rating: PG-13
Length: 200 words
Notes: Written forllassah, who was secretly hoping someone will write a cringey but hot sex scene self insertion. Unbetaed. Shameless.
A muffled gasp, followed by the sound of lapping, like a cat at its saucer, and the quiet, shurring sound of a zipper being done up.
"Jesus, Frase, I can't believe you just did that in the middle of the park."
"Well, Ray, there wasn't time to get you to the apartment and back in time for your deposition, and this is a very secluded spot. Diefenbaker? Diefenbaker! Dief – oh dear."
"Hello."
"What is this? You some kind of Peeping Tom, lady?"
"No. I didn’t peek."
"You just listened to us? So you’re a … a … what's the word, Fraser?"
"I'm not certain there is a word for that, Ray. I suppose you could use 'audiophile', but the connotations –"
"You're a perv. A creepy listening-in perv."
"I was here first. It's not my fault you picked the other side of my tree. At first I didn't know what you were doing, and then it just seemed rude to interrupt."
"Ray, perhaps we should just let bygones be bygones?"
"Alright, alright. But if you try anything funny, I will press charges, you got that!"
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Next time, Fraser, we go someplace private. The supply closet, maybe."
Author:
keerawaPairing: RayK/Fraser
Rating: PG-13
Length: 200 words
Notes: Written for
llassah, who was secretly hoping someone will write a cringey but hot sex scene self insertion. Unbetaed. Shameless.A muffled gasp, followed by the sound of lapping, like a cat at its saucer, and the quiet, shurring sound of a zipper being done up.
"Jesus, Frase, I can't believe you just did that in the middle of the park."
"Well, Ray, there wasn't time to get you to the apartment and back in time for your deposition, and this is a very secluded spot. Diefenbaker? Diefenbaker! Dief – oh dear."
"Hello."
"What is this? You some kind of Peeping Tom, lady?"
"No. I didn’t peek."
"You just listened to us? So you’re a … a … what's the word, Fraser?"
"I'm not certain there is a word for that, Ray. I suppose you could use 'audiophile', but the connotations –"
"You're a perv. A creepy listening-in perv."
"I was here first. It's not my fault you picked the other side of my tree. At first I didn't know what you were doing, and then it just seemed rude to interrupt."
"Ray, perhaps we should just let bygones be bygones?"
"Alright, alright. But if you try anything funny, I will press charges, you got that!"
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Next time, Fraser, we go someplace private. The supply closet, maybe."