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Title: Boardwalk
Author: Kellie Matthews
Fandom: Due South
Category: M/M
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
We're on the home stretch now! And I hab a code id by dose. ::wa-CHOO::
REC
This is a bit of silliness that exactly hits the tone of Due South, but also touches on the dangers of sex work, including shakedowns from corrupt police (interesting this was originally posted in 2001).
This was also written after Hard Core Logo came out, which pretty much everyone in the Ray Kowalski end of the Due South pool had seen, and features an uncredited cameo by Joe Dick. Ray's undercover outfit is also a Billy Tallent reference.
TEASER
He was just moving to resume his place by the light pole when another guy stopped, and looked him over.
Big guy, tall, stocky build, with buzz-cut dark hair and a dangling earring that looked sort of like an axe. He was wearing a black duster over a commando sweater, with fatigues tucked into untied army boots. He had an aggressive set to his square jaw and there was something a little spooky about his pale blue gaze, but he wasn't on the suspect list either. Ray narrowed his eyes.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer."
The guy grinned, a feral baring of teeth. "Don't fucking bet on it," he said, pushing his hips forward suggestively. "How much?"
Shit. He had no clue. They hadn't talked about this. "Depends," he hedged.
"On what?"
"What you want." In his ear Ray heard Fraser tinnily murmuring acts and associated prices. It was kind of weirdly erotic to hear Fraser saying things like "Oral sex, twenty to thirty, ah, 'bucks,' Ray."
The guy looked at him, then reached over and grabbed his hand, the one with the sucker in it, and bent his head to lick, then suck the candy, slowly, before letting go with a grin. "That."
Ray grinned back and handed him the sucker. "You wanna lick my sucker?" He shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat. Five bucks, but you gotta go down to the 7-11 and get me a new one."
Author: Kellie Matthews
Fandom: Due South
Category: M/M
Pairing: Fraser/RayK
We're on the home stretch now! And I hab a code id by dose. ::wa-CHOO::
REC
This is a bit of silliness that exactly hits the tone of Due South, but also touches on the dangers of sex work, including shakedowns from corrupt police (interesting this was originally posted in 2001).
This was also written after Hard Core Logo came out, which pretty much everyone in the Ray Kowalski end of the Due South pool had seen, and features an uncredited cameo by Joe Dick. Ray's undercover outfit is also a Billy Tallent reference.
TEASER
He was just moving to resume his place by the light pole when another guy stopped, and looked him over.
Big guy, tall, stocky build, with buzz-cut dark hair and a dangling earring that looked sort of like an axe. He was wearing a black duster over a commando sweater, with fatigues tucked into untied army boots. He had an aggressive set to his square jaw and there was something a little spooky about his pale blue gaze, but he wasn't on the suspect list either. Ray narrowed his eyes.
"Take a picture, it lasts longer."
The guy grinned, a feral baring of teeth. "Don't fucking bet on it," he said, pushing his hips forward suggestively. "How much?"
Shit. He had no clue. They hadn't talked about this. "Depends," he hedged.
"On what?"
"What you want." In his ear Ray heard Fraser tinnily murmuring acts and associated prices. It was kind of weirdly erotic to hear Fraser saying things like "Oral sex, twenty to thirty, ah, 'bucks,' Ray."
The guy looked at him, then reached over and grabbed his hand, the one with the sucker in it, and bent his head to lick, then suck the candy, slowly, before letting go with a grin. "That."
Ray grinned back and handed him the sucker. "You wanna lick my sucker?" He shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat. Five bucks, but you gotta go down to the 7-11 and get me a new one."
