From: Erica
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Subject: [MRKS] Challenge Fic: ScentBF/RK 1/1 NC17 Date: Wednesday, December 01, 1999 12:24 PM
From: Erica<necessary_angel@yahoo.com>
Title: Scent
Author: necessary angel
Pairing: BF/RK (of course)
Rating: NC17 for m/m interaction,bad words
Spoilers: Not one - this is justshameless smut and fluff
Disclaimer: They don't belong to meand I really hate having to admit that.
Feedback: Eagerly slurped at
Notes: This popped into my head afew days ago when I was supposed to be working on something elseand it refused to go away. Oh and it is my answer to LaT's 69challenge because there is no way I could resist that <g>.Oh and this is unbetaed as well. So any comma problems etc. areall my fault.
************* Scent by necessaryangel ***************
Fraser flicks another glance at hiswatch. At last it is showing that it is almost the end of hisshift. The Consulate had been unusually quiet today but thatwasn't the reason why he hadn't been able to stop keeping trackof the time.
"Constable Fraser!"
Inspector Thatcher's sharp voicecuts in, dragging his attention back to where it is supposed tobe. Turnbull looks across at him, the beginnings of a smilecurving his mouth. Fraser shakes his head slightly and the otherman's face assumes its politely attentive mask once more.
"Yes Sir?"
"Did you have any comments tomake? You seem very deep in thought." Her tone is milder nowbut her eyes are still glinting in a way that Fraser always findsdisconcerting.
"No Sir, I believe that all thearrangements for the reception have been more than adequatelyreviewed."
Fraser rubs one finger across hiseyebrow. He has no idea whether that answer will suffice but itis the only thing that he can drag out of the wreck of hisconcentration.
Inspector Thatcher's eyes narrowspeculatively but her voice is still only barely impatient as shereplies. "Very good. I think that's everything. You haveyour assignments. Dismissed."
With another long look at him,Thatcher sweeps from the room.
Fraser stands, wincing at the achein his back from sitting for so long at the conference table. Thechairs seem expressly designed for maximum discomfort.
"Fraze."
Ray's voice.
Fraser abandons his stretch andturns to find his partner leaning against the doorframe, smilingat him.
"Ray! When did you get back?Who let you in? I thought you weren't due until thisevening." Fraser can feel himself grinning like a lunaticbut that hardly matters.
"Turnbull told me you were inhere. Today's speakers canceled and so they gave us time off forgood behavior. And boy was I glad to get outta there. Five daysof the most boring shit." Ray falls into step beside Fraseras he walks towards his office.
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"Chinese?" Ray adjusts hisjacket around him as he settles into the driver's seat of theGTO.
No answer from his companion, that'squeer. Fraser has been babbling ever since Ray said his name inthe Consulate.
Ray turns his head. Fraser isstaring at him, his forehead wrinkled and his mouth pulled tight.
What the fuck? What had put thatpissy look on Ben's face?
"Hey Ben."
Still nothing, not the slightestflicker of a response.
Ray squirms in his seat, that lookon Fraser's face is unnerving and more than a little hot.
"C'mon Ben, Fraze. This isgetting old. Fraser!"
Fraser shakes his head and looksaway, staring out of the windscreen.
"Sorry Ray. I was thinking.What did you say?" The voice is smoothly polite but thetight lines around his mouth are still there.
"I just asked whether youwanted Chinese but as…"
"No. I don't." It shouldhave been rude but there was no snap in that almost musicalvoice, only a little impatience.
Ray smiles and lets the silence goon a little too long.
"So what do you want? Italian?Greek? Burger?"
Ray pulls away from the Consulate,putting all the tease he can find into the question and not eventrying to hide the smirk.
" I er…. Yourapartment." Fraser's mouth finally relaxes into a smile thatmight just be the slyest that Ray has ever seen.
"Not hungry then?"
Ray runs the lights as they hoverbetween yellow and red and waits for the expected reproof.
"I didn't say that, Ray."There was no reproof in Ben's voice only suggestion and thatthrilling thread of impatience.
Shit. Just breathe Kowalski.
Ray reaches down to adjust hissuddenly too tight jeans and feels the skin prickle on his neck.Ray sneaks a glance at his companion and sure enough Ben isstaring down at Ray's groin, his broad flat tongue just showingagainst the swell of his bottom lip.
Ray drags in a breath and squeezeshis hand hard against the steering wheel fighting the surge ofheat sweeping up from his feet.
It helps and he can find his voiceat last.
"So you missed me thenBen?" Some words out and no cracking or squeaking. He isstill in the game.
"I noticed your absenceyes."
"You missed me."
"Between my dutiesand…"
"So they also includerecklessly endangering other people's lives? Eating weirdsubstances? Licking stuff? Do they?" Ray turns the GTO intohis parking lot.
"Not usually. And you?"
"Well interesting as thatconference wasn't … I'd much rather have been here fightingthe bad guys. Missed that."
"And having your lifeendangered in wild and bizarre ways." Ben is very certain ofthat and Ray concedes the game.
"Yeah I did. In a thank fuck itisn't happening sort of way. Pitter patter…"
"Indeed Ray."
And Ray is alone in the car watchinghis partner walk towards the building.
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Ray reaches his apartment before hecatches up with Ben. He is leaning against the wall and frownsslightly as Ray stops next to him.
"Where are your bags?"
"Oh - I got a cab back here,dropped my bags off and picked up the GTO."
"I see."
"And what does that matteranyway?" Ray unlocks the door.
"It doesn't."
"Good. We don't want to losefocus here."
Ben kicks the door shut behind himand advances towards Ray. "I'm very focused."
"I can see that."
Ray backs towards the bedroom,shedding his jacket and T-shirt as he goes. He doesn't quite makethe bedroom and finds himself backed into the wall. Ben placeshis hands either side of Ray's head and inclines his head so thattheir foreheads are pressed together.
Ray shifts and is about to kick offthe action when he realizes Ben is inhaling deeply.
Oh Christ.
Ben is smelling him, that turns himon almost as bad as the tasting.
Ray closes his eyes and rides outthe wave of heat as it rockets up his spine. His hands reach outand fasten themselves around the curve of Ben's ass. A littleshift and tug and Ben is right there against the press and throbof Ray's cock. He groans and moves his hips seeking the rhythmthat will ease and stoke the ache.
Ben gives a little soft grunt andfinally brings their mouths together. There is nothing tentativeand unfocused about the thorough search of Ray's mouth his tongueundertakes. Ray slides his own tongue along Ben's and earns agroan and more of Ben's weight pressing him into the wall. Raysneaks a hand under his partner's jacket and shirts and finallyfinds some skin. Ben arches into his touch and breaks the kiss,breathing raggedly.
"Bedroom Ray."
"I'm all over that. Just getthose clothes off. I'm way ahead of you."
Ray wriggles free of the warm weightof Ben's body and continues his interrupted journey.
"Patience…" Ben islaughing and the words are half smothered.
Ray can only assume from the muffledsound that Ben is getting undressed.
"Told ya before I don't dopatience. Now get your ass in here Mountie Boy."
"Why got plans for it haveyou?"
Ben appears in the doorway, his hairruffled and his fingers fumbling with his jeans. His feet arebare and Ray feels his fingers itch. He never has and suspects henever will get used to seeing Ben like this, stripped of all hislayers.
"You betcha I have."
Ray lies back against the pillowsletting his hand drift down to his cock. He only has time for acouple of lazy strokes before Ben's warmth is next to him on thebed.
"You are what I believe isknown as a tease." Ben straddles his body and pulls Ray'shands over his head.
"No, I'm not. I always followthrough." Ray finds what he hopes is his wickedest smile andpushes his hips up against Ben's weight.
"True enough."
Ben releases Ray's hands and kisseshim hard. Ray bites back the words he had ready and takes overthe kiss until they pull apart to breathe. Ben's hands are on hischest, nails dragging across his nipples, and his mouth is sharpagainst Ray's neck and Ray can't think enough to talk.
The scrape and soothe of that wickedmouth stops and Ray opens his eyes. Ben is smiling down at him.The oddest smile Ray has seen on his face, not one he usuallysees when they are doing this. Ben is wearing the quiet triumphthat Ray has only seen when the bad guy is wearing handcuffs.
What the fuck.
"Ben…oh god."
Ben moves, his hips resting betweenRay's thighs and the question dies unformed in Ray's throat. Therock and grind of their hips burns any trace of the thought outof his head.
Ray pulls Ben's head down seekingout his beautiful mouth and the wicked twist of his tongue. Theslide and press of Ben's tongue against his teeth, the roof ofhis mouth stops far too quickly. Ray wraps his protest in a moanas Ben lifts his head.
"I…I want to tasteyou." Ben's voice is ragged with a desperation that soundsjust as wild as the thrum of Ray's blood through his body.
Ray presses his fingers into thefirm muscle of Ben's ass ratcheting their rhythm up a level.
"Please Ray."
Ben scrapes his teeth over Ray'snipple. Ray arches and bucks against the other man.
"Yeah oh god yeah. It's just Iwant…" Ray pulls in a deep dry grab of air but it doesnothing to help.
"Stay there."
Ben is moving and Ray can't stop theprotest scraping free of his throat as the weight, heat and thedelicious friction of Ben's body disappears. Another dry drag ofair and he can pull it together long enough to move on to hisside.
Ben grins at him as he eases hishead alongside Ray's groin. Ray shudders at the brief flash offlash of teeth and then again as the slick heat of Ben's prettymouth closes around him.
Ray shifts Ben's hips to a betterangle and settles into licking at the crown of his reddened cock.Hot, salty and the taste of Ben's skin, always strongest here.Ben murmurs a protest around Ray's cock and Ray thrusts harderinto the tight suction. Another hum of protest before Ray stopsthe tease and slides his mouth down the thick twitching length.
This was what Ray had needed allweek. The thick press and push of Ben in his mouth and the tightknowing heat of Ben's mouth around him.
It is shaking Ray apart just as italways does when they do this. He eases back slightly on Ben. Hissignal is met with a long lick and Ben looks up at him. The sightof Ben's mouth still stretched around him makes Ray twitch and hehas to close his eyes.
Too much, not enough, it never is.
Ray smiles and lets his teeth presslightly into Ben's cock. He is ready for and needs the deepthrust he earns. He settles back into sucking in time with histhrusts into Ben's mouth. It goes on and on and Ray could flylike this forever but it won't last. It never does. Ben shakesand moans around him and pulses into the back of Ray's throat.Ray's hips snap forward and he is coming.
Ray rolls on to his back, one handresting on Ben's thigh. His eyes drift shut before he remembers.
"Ben."
"Hmm."
Ben sounds like he is seconds awayfrom sleep. Ray smiles and pushes himself up on one shaky elbow."Come up here if you're going to sleep."
"That wasn't what you weregoing to say." Ben moves at last, slowly turning to liefacing Ray.
"No it wasn't."
Ray leans in for a kiss. The tasteof himself in Ben's mouth is almost as good as that mouth on him.Ben stops sucking on his tongue and pulls back.
"So what were you going toask?"
"What were you thinking aboutin the car when I asked you about food?"
"Ah."
"Don't. Do. That."
Ben smirks "I was thinkingabout you."
"What about me? Jeez Ben don'tmake me have to kick you in the head."
"You … ah didn't smellright." The smirk is still there but Ben's eyes are veryserious.
"What the fuck…" Rayis much more awake now and is far from certain he likes thesensation.
"You smelt like you'd spent aweek in a bar. And more than that…unfamiliar."
Ben is definitely not smirking nowbut there is something much darker in his serious eyes thatbothers Ray much more.
"You know what thesethings…" Ray pauses and thinks for a moment. He doesn'twant to say the wrong thing here because he just got this, hereally did. "So do I smell right now?"
"Yes."
Ben is smiling and Ray has to kisshim again.
END
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