Bad Sex Challenge by Aingeal
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ds_flashfictionTitle: Four times Ray Vecchio wondered if God didn't want him to enjoy sex with Fraser and the one time there no divine intervention but it felt like heaven (well sort of)
Author: Aingeal
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R/NC-17
Wordcount: 1814
Summary: Ray wants to have sex with Fraser. Apparently higher powers have something against this.
Notes: Thank you to the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
andeincascade for a quick beta. I wanted to get this written and posted so I can now go panic about dsss.
Four times Ray Vecchio wondered if God didn't want him to enjoy sex with Fraser and the one time there no divine intervention but it felt like heaven (well sort of)
Ray was convinced that he must either have been a really bad person in previous life or all those words old priests had mentioned to him in Church had actually meant something. Pretty much as soon and Fraser had admitted they loved each other (in a halting metaphorical way that involved an Inuit story about polar bears) Ray had wanted to jump into bed with Fraser (in a non-metaphorical sense). They hadn't, they had waited a whole twenty four hours (twenty three point four if you wanted to believe Fraser).
Ray was sure those twenty four hours had meant that, whatever God or gods had it for his sexual relationship with Fraser, had had time to plan. He had thought of his own plans; how to get Fraser into bed without seeming like he was sex starved (which he was), how to make good for them both, and how to not seem self-conscious when naked. Which would have worked. Had fate not been against him.
The first time it had all being going so well. They had had dinner, done the whole date thing and, as soon as they had got back to Fraser's apartment, they had started kissing.
Within minutes Fraser was naked and just as good looking naked as he was in red serge. Ray was also naked and, although he was sure he looked better in Armani, Fraser seemed to be enjoying the view of naked Ray. Which was good, he was getting a lot of it.
Ray was on top with Fraser's hands stroking his back. He pushed his groin against Fraser's, as they worked out their sexual feelings against each other. It hadn't taken long to get to this point. Ray was rocking against Fraser gently, leaning down to kiss his new lover when suddenly Fraser sat up. The quick motion dislodged Ray and his nose came into contact with Fraser's chin.
“OW!” Ray shouted, rubbing his nose. At least it wasn't bleeding, so far. Fraser's hand was on his shoulder.
“What's the matter, Ray?”
“I banged my nose when you sat up,” Ray said. Had Fraser not felt that? “Why did you sit up?”
“I heard a noise, Ray,” Fraser replied. He was looking toward the window. Probably wondering whether to leap out of it.
“You don't sit up because of a noise when we're in the middle of having sex!” Ray said, aware he was shouting and the walls of Fraser's apartment weren't that thick.
“We weren't actually in the middle, Ray,” Fraser said.
Ray looked down and Fraser's erection had subsided, as had Ray's. “Maybe you weren't but I was.”
“You don't want to continue?” Fraser asked, putting his hand at the top of Ray's thigh.
Ray batted it away and went back to cradling his nose. “Benny, my nose hurts like hell. When your nose hurts like hell other parts of your body react to that. And a certain part of my body reacted by going down.”
“I am sure it can be encouraged to...get up...again,” Fraser said.
Ray took his hand from his nose, there was red liquid on it. “Is my nose bleeding?”
“Oh dear.”
Ray's nosebleed had subsided in a matter of minutes and luckily he hadn't been wearing any clothes at the same time. After washing the blood off he felt too tired to let Fraser seduce him. They had put their underwear back on and fallen asleep. They had woken up together the next morning but without a satisfying time the night before.
Ray’s nose had healed up in no time. Fraser had discovered the noise was one of his neighbour’s cats in the alley. So Ray had thought it wouldn't be too hard to try again. Fraser had seemed to agree.
This time they hadn't bothered with dinner beforehand. That had suited Ray fine. He didn't see the point in waiting all evening. Knowing Fraser they would end up investigating a robbery or kidnap anyway. So Ray drove Fraser home, both of them happy with their plans. The gods or fates had other plans, however.
Fraser undressed first. Ray would never have bet that a Mountie could rip off his own clothes that quickly. By the time Ray was taking his shirt off Fraser was already naked and waiting on the bed. It just made Ray hurry up getting undressed.
When he was finally naked he turned and looked at Fraser whose hand was over his cock and who had a very guilty look on his face.
“Benny?”
Fraser grabbed a tissue and was cleaning up. “It’s nothing, Ray.”
“It is not nothing, What did you do?” It was pretty obvious what Fraser had done but still...
“Well, it seems I was a little over eager and....”
Ray sighed. “You came?”
“Yes, Ray.”
Ray threw his arms up in frustration. “But we didn't get started yet!”
Fraser was biting his lower lip. “I know, but apparently I reacted to your presence.”
Ray rubbed his hands on his head. “You reacted to my presence? You know sex involves two people.”
“You were here Ray.”
“I wasn't even watching!” Ray hadn't even got to see Fraser come. That image made him aware that he hadn't got satisfied yet.
“Can I watch, Ray?”
Ray let Fraser watch but standing up in the apartment (he refused to lie down) hadn't exactly been the love making he had dreamed of. The only thing that had made it more satisfying than being in bed alone had been the fact Fraser had been watching.
Okay, so that time Ray had at least managed to come but he still hadn't been able to have sex, at least not the sex he wanted, with Fraser. He had imposed some conditions on the third time and one had been that Fraser was not to get undressed first.
The third time there had been no undressing mishaps and no early accidents. There had been something that, in Ray's eyes, was much worse.
Fraser had encouraged Ray to lie down. This allowed Fraser to roam across Ray's back in a new and interesting twist on foreplay. Unfortunately Fraser's tongue across his back was so good that Ray hadn't realised he was moving closer to the edge until it was too late.
He slipped off the bed, onto the trunk at the side and felt a very sharp pain in a very sensitive area. How he had even got like that he didn't know. All he knew was that his voice was liable to sound higher when he spoke.
Fraser helped him back onto the bed. Ray looked at the damage. It didn't look good for their evening.
“I'm sorry, Ray,” Fraser said, sympathetically.
Ray stroked his penis. At least he could feel something. “Sorry? Benny, I think the little guy is hurt.”
Fraser was looking down at it. “I didn't know he was in such a delicate position.”
Ray glared at Fraser. “You better hope he's okay.”
“Ray, technically a penis doesn't have a gender,” Fraser replied.
“They do. Trust me when I say they're guys.”
Fraser looked surprised and looked down at his own. “Oh. Is mine a guy?”
“Yes. Yours is also okay. You don't have to worry about losing your manhood.”
Fraser put a couple of fingers on Ray's little guy. It still hurt a little. Sadly even Fraser's touch couldn't arouse it “It...he,” Fraser corrected, “is probably just bruised, Ray.”
“You bruised my penis.”
“I had no idea that you were so close to the edge. It was unfortunate I had moved the trunk next to the bed. Although you could have fallen on the floor.”
“It would still have hurt.”
Fraser had been very apologetic, even trying all kinds of remedies to help Ray's little guy recover but they had been to no avail, at least not for that evening. Ray added another rule – no trunk near the bed.
Ray had been pretty sure then that the gods or God or whoever were working against them. The third time hadn't been so lucky. The fourth hadn't either. This was despite the fact that there had been no trunk, no ripping of clothes and they had been enjoying themselves. That was until the bed had given way.
There they were, lying in the remains of the bed, naked and all tangled up. Had they been on a bed that was solid it would have been arousing. As it was it was just awkward.
“Benny, move your foot,” Ray said, trapped as he was underneath his lover.
“I did, Ray, but I'm afraid that your thigh is preventing me from...”
“Don’t blame this on my thigh,” Ray said. He was sure he was bruised again.
“I wasn't blaming it, Ray. I'm just uncomfortable,” Fraser said, trying to get leverage.
“That's because your bed is a torture device,” Ray said. “It can't even stay together for one night.”
“It's stayed together for four hundred nights, Ray, prior to this one.”
“I just wanted to have sex with you, Benny. I didn't even mind if it wasn't the best sex ever. I just wanted to make love with you.”
“I know, Ray. I want to as well.”
Ray sighed. “Are we ever going to get to make love, Fraser?”
“Tomorrow night, Ray.” Fraser said, finally freeing himself.
“That's what we said the last three times,” Ray pointed. “Maybe we should just have sex on the floor.”
“Maybe we should, Ray.”
So that was why Ray was now, on the fifth attempt, lying on Fraser who was lying on the floor. They weren't even naked. Ray refused to get naked on a dusty, musty floor. He was moving urgently against Fraser, his clothing was rubbing and causing friction and he was pretty sure he was getting red marks but he didn't care.
He could feel himself getting closer. Fraser was flushed and sweaty, and so was he, after-all they did have their clothes on. Their movements were rapid and urgent. Then felt himself coming, wet warmth next to his skin and he fell on top of Fraser. He had ruined another suit but he didn't care.
A little while later they stirred. Ray checked. Yes he was still in one piece, he wasn't in pain and he had made love with Fraser.
“You okay, Benny?” he asked, feeling a slight satisfaction they had beaten whoever it was who had been making their love life difficult.
“Yes, Ray,” Fraser was smiling slightly. “How was it?”
Ray looked down at Fraser, their rumpled clothes and the fact they were lying on a dusty floor with the whiff of wolf hair about. “Perfect, Benny. It was perfect.”
Author: Aingeal
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R/NC-17
Wordcount: 1814
Summary: Ray wants to have sex with Fraser. Apparently higher powers have something against this.
Notes: Thank you to the lovely
andeincascade for a quick beta. I wanted to get this written and posted so I can now go panic about dsss.Four times Ray Vecchio wondered if God didn't want him to enjoy sex with Fraser and the one time there no divine intervention but it felt like heaven (well sort of)
Ray was convinced that he must either have been a really bad person in previous life or all those words old priests had mentioned to him in Church had actually meant something. Pretty much as soon and Fraser had admitted they loved each other (in a halting metaphorical way that involved an Inuit story about polar bears) Ray had wanted to jump into bed with Fraser (in a non-metaphorical sense). They hadn't, they had waited a whole twenty four hours (twenty three point four if you wanted to believe Fraser).
Ray was sure those twenty four hours had meant that, whatever God or gods had it for his sexual relationship with Fraser, had had time to plan. He had thought of his own plans; how to get Fraser into bed without seeming like he was sex starved (which he was), how to make good for them both, and how to not seem self-conscious when naked. Which would have worked. Had fate not been against him.
The first time it had all being going so well. They had had dinner, done the whole date thing and, as soon as they had got back to Fraser's apartment, they had started kissing.
Within minutes Fraser was naked and just as good looking naked as he was in red serge. Ray was also naked and, although he was sure he looked better in Armani, Fraser seemed to be enjoying the view of naked Ray. Which was good, he was getting a lot of it.
Ray was on top with Fraser's hands stroking his back. He pushed his groin against Fraser's, as they worked out their sexual feelings against each other. It hadn't taken long to get to this point. Ray was rocking against Fraser gently, leaning down to kiss his new lover when suddenly Fraser sat up. The quick motion dislodged Ray and his nose came into contact with Fraser's chin.
“OW!” Ray shouted, rubbing his nose. At least it wasn't bleeding, so far. Fraser's hand was on his shoulder.
“What's the matter, Ray?”
“I banged my nose when you sat up,” Ray said. Had Fraser not felt that? “Why did you sit up?”
“I heard a noise, Ray,” Fraser replied. He was looking toward the window. Probably wondering whether to leap out of it.
“You don't sit up because of a noise when we're in the middle of having sex!” Ray said, aware he was shouting and the walls of Fraser's apartment weren't that thick.
“We weren't actually in the middle, Ray,” Fraser said.
Ray looked down and Fraser's erection had subsided, as had Ray's. “Maybe you weren't but I was.”
“You don't want to continue?” Fraser asked, putting his hand at the top of Ray's thigh.
Ray batted it away and went back to cradling his nose. “Benny, my nose hurts like hell. When your nose hurts like hell other parts of your body react to that. And a certain part of my body reacted by going down.”
“I am sure it can be encouraged to...get up...again,” Fraser said.
Ray took his hand from his nose, there was red liquid on it. “Is my nose bleeding?”
“Oh dear.”
Ray's nosebleed had subsided in a matter of minutes and luckily he hadn't been wearing any clothes at the same time. After washing the blood off he felt too tired to let Fraser seduce him. They had put their underwear back on and fallen asleep. They had woken up together the next morning but without a satisfying time the night before.
Ray’s nose had healed up in no time. Fraser had discovered the noise was one of his neighbour’s cats in the alley. So Ray had thought it wouldn't be too hard to try again. Fraser had seemed to agree.
This time they hadn't bothered with dinner beforehand. That had suited Ray fine. He didn't see the point in waiting all evening. Knowing Fraser they would end up investigating a robbery or kidnap anyway. So Ray drove Fraser home, both of them happy with their plans. The gods or fates had other plans, however.
Fraser undressed first. Ray would never have bet that a Mountie could rip off his own clothes that quickly. By the time Ray was taking his shirt off Fraser was already naked and waiting on the bed. It just made Ray hurry up getting undressed.
When he was finally naked he turned and looked at Fraser whose hand was over his cock and who had a very guilty look on his face.
“Benny?”
Fraser grabbed a tissue and was cleaning up. “It’s nothing, Ray.”
“It is not nothing, What did you do?” It was pretty obvious what Fraser had done but still...
“Well, it seems I was a little over eager and....”
Ray sighed. “You came?”
“Yes, Ray.”
Ray threw his arms up in frustration. “But we didn't get started yet!”
Fraser was biting his lower lip. “I know, but apparently I reacted to your presence.”
Ray rubbed his hands on his head. “You reacted to my presence? You know sex involves two people.”
“You were here Ray.”
“I wasn't even watching!” Ray hadn't even got to see Fraser come. That image made him aware that he hadn't got satisfied yet.
“Can I watch, Ray?”
Ray let Fraser watch but standing up in the apartment (he refused to lie down) hadn't exactly been the love making he had dreamed of. The only thing that had made it more satisfying than being in bed alone had been the fact Fraser had been watching.
Okay, so that time Ray had at least managed to come but he still hadn't been able to have sex, at least not the sex he wanted, with Fraser. He had imposed some conditions on the third time and one had been that Fraser was not to get undressed first.
The third time there had been no undressing mishaps and no early accidents. There had been something that, in Ray's eyes, was much worse.
Fraser had encouraged Ray to lie down. This allowed Fraser to roam across Ray's back in a new and interesting twist on foreplay. Unfortunately Fraser's tongue across his back was so good that Ray hadn't realised he was moving closer to the edge until it was too late.
He slipped off the bed, onto the trunk at the side and felt a very sharp pain in a very sensitive area. How he had even got like that he didn't know. All he knew was that his voice was liable to sound higher when he spoke.
Fraser helped him back onto the bed. Ray looked at the damage. It didn't look good for their evening.
“I'm sorry, Ray,” Fraser said, sympathetically.
Ray stroked his penis. At least he could feel something. “Sorry? Benny, I think the little guy is hurt.”
Fraser was looking down at it. “I didn't know he was in such a delicate position.”
Ray glared at Fraser. “You better hope he's okay.”
“Ray, technically a penis doesn't have a gender,” Fraser replied.
“They do. Trust me when I say they're guys.”
Fraser looked surprised and looked down at his own. “Oh. Is mine a guy?”
“Yes. Yours is also okay. You don't have to worry about losing your manhood.”
Fraser put a couple of fingers on Ray's little guy. It still hurt a little. Sadly even Fraser's touch couldn't arouse it “It...he,” Fraser corrected, “is probably just bruised, Ray.”
“You bruised my penis.”
“I had no idea that you were so close to the edge. It was unfortunate I had moved the trunk next to the bed. Although you could have fallen on the floor.”
“It would still have hurt.”
Fraser had been very apologetic, even trying all kinds of remedies to help Ray's little guy recover but they had been to no avail, at least not for that evening. Ray added another rule – no trunk near the bed.
Ray had been pretty sure then that the gods or God or whoever were working against them. The third time hadn't been so lucky. The fourth hadn't either. This was despite the fact that there had been no trunk, no ripping of clothes and they had been enjoying themselves. That was until the bed had given way.
There they were, lying in the remains of the bed, naked and all tangled up. Had they been on a bed that was solid it would have been arousing. As it was it was just awkward.
“Benny, move your foot,” Ray said, trapped as he was underneath his lover.
“I did, Ray, but I'm afraid that your thigh is preventing me from...”
“Don’t blame this on my thigh,” Ray said. He was sure he was bruised again.
“I wasn't blaming it, Ray. I'm just uncomfortable,” Fraser said, trying to get leverage.
“That's because your bed is a torture device,” Ray said. “It can't even stay together for one night.”
“It's stayed together for four hundred nights, Ray, prior to this one.”
“I just wanted to have sex with you, Benny. I didn't even mind if it wasn't the best sex ever. I just wanted to make love with you.”
“I know, Ray. I want to as well.”
Ray sighed. “Are we ever going to get to make love, Fraser?”
“Tomorrow night, Ray.” Fraser said, finally freeing himself.
“That's what we said the last three times,” Ray pointed. “Maybe we should just have sex on the floor.”
“Maybe we should, Ray.”
So that was why Ray was now, on the fifth attempt, lying on Fraser who was lying on the floor. They weren't even naked. Ray refused to get naked on a dusty, musty floor. He was moving urgently against Fraser, his clothing was rubbing and causing friction and he was pretty sure he was getting red marks but he didn't care.
He could feel himself getting closer. Fraser was flushed and sweaty, and so was he, after-all they did have their clothes on. Their movements were rapid and urgent. Then felt himself coming, wet warmth next to his skin and he fell on top of Fraser. He had ruined another suit but he didn't care.
A little while later they stirred. Ray checked. Yes he was still in one piece, he wasn't in pain and he had made love with Fraser.
“You okay, Benny?” he asked, feeling a slight satisfaction they had beaten whoever it was who had been making their love life difficult.
“Yes, Ray,” Fraser was smiling slightly. “How was it?”
Ray looked down at Fraser, their rumpled clothes and the fact they were lying on a dusty floor with the whiff of wolf hair about. “Perfect, Benny. It was perfect.”
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Date: 2008-12-08 01:02 pm (UTC)Do you know how difficult it is to laugh without LOLing? If I did that latter J would want to know why and you know what, I don't think I could explain :-)
Oh, this is just . . . So good. And what I like about it is that it is so very real, it's nice to see a story when lovemaking doesn't go right the first time or the second or . . . And all of the things that went wrong were just so them - Fraser's apartment + making love = most disaster.
Chock full of perfect banter.
Wonderful.
Really excellent.
One of your best pieces, it really is. *Adds to file*
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Date: 2008-12-08 09:07 pm (UTC)Hee hee I take it very difficult? And yes I can see it might be a tad difficult to explain.
Hee hee I'm glad you liked the fact it took some time for them to get ti right. It really is not the most romantic place on the planet. Hee.
Thank you.
I am very glad you enjoyed it.
Oh yay file worthy!
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Date: 2008-12-09 11:49 am (UTC)Indeed. Very difficult. *Smiles* Quite.
*Nods* It was spot on, it really was. And quite!
YW
Oh, yes, very much so.
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Date: 2008-12-09 10:20 pm (UTC)Hee hee I can imagine.
Thank you. I am glad you thought so.
:-) Oh good.
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Date: 2008-12-10 01:30 pm (UTC)YW. Oh, yes.
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Date: 2008-12-08 01:14 pm (UTC)*giggles* Bad sex really can be so funny, poor guys! (okay this is probably way TMI, but my funniest - my ex's cat setting fire to himself on the candles we'd lit for 'atmosphere' *guffaws* we put him out quick and he was oblivious *rolls eyes* honestly!)
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Date: 2008-12-08 09:10 pm (UTC)It can it really can. Poor them.
(*giggles* okay I might have laughed a little too hard at that. Hee!)
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Date: 2008-12-09 04:56 pm (UTC)*g* Certainly can! Great fic :)
*giggles* glad it gave you a laugh, it did us!
I watched an episode today!! S2E1. I'd forgotten just how funny it could be and I notcied something else too - Paul Haggis wrote Quantum of Solace, Casino Royale and In The Valley of Elah (which I watched last night). Awesome!
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Date: 2008-12-09 09:58 pm (UTC)Aww thank you.
It did. That's a good thing.
Yay you wtached some! Yes it did have some great humour in it. Ah yes due South was an earlier Paul Haggis project (for the first season anyway he was less involved with season 2 and not at all invoved with season 3/4). I admit I got such a kick when the opening titles for Qauntum of Solace appeared with his name and my Mum whispered to me - is that the guy who wrote due South? Hee! I swear he must have put that bit in about the girlfriend being Canadian just because.
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Date: 2008-12-10 01:38 pm (UTC)YW.
*g*
*bounces* It really did :) *nods* That's cool. Oh I bet you did! (I was well chuffed I even noticed! But then I always look at writer's credits ;) *giggles* That's wicked. He may well have!
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Date: 2008-12-12 10:32 pm (UTC)Oh yes. Indeed. I did. Hee hee I love wirter's credits. I also like finding random connections between TV and film. Oh yes. I think so.
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Date: 2008-12-08 02:56 pm (UTC)Moral of the story - Ray really needs to get his own place. Or better yet, one he and Fraser can share. With a bigger, sturdier bed. And maybe padded floors like they have in gyms.
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Date: 2008-12-08 09:20 pm (UTC)He does. A nice boig apartment with a big sturdy bed with a lifetime guarantee and padded floors that Dief isn't allowed on. ;-)
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Date: 2008-12-08 09:20 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2008-12-08 08:35 pm (UTC)I love it lol, Ray and his poor penis(i.e little ray).
Aww he couldn't a catch a break huh..five attempts. *snickers* probably a good thing he finally got somewhere cause he was most likely going to die of frustration.
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Date: 2008-12-08 09:21 pm (UTC)Yes I think much more nad Ray would have jumped Fraser outside the Consulate. Hee.
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