The Mountie and the Green Dragon - bedtime story
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Look sweet domestic dragonRay and Benny. Awwwww.
So I wrote a fic. F/V sap. G rated. Dragon AU.
The Mountie and the Green Dragon - bedtime story
Ray was sitting quietly watching Dief and Lester play with a carrot. He sighed and stretched out a little. He got up and went to check their stories. Fraser was busy reading and Ray didn't want to disturb him. The problem was when Fraser was reading it wasn't as if Ray could read as well. Dragons didn't write books and Ray still couldn't read human words.
“Are you all right, Ray?” Fraser asked, looking up form his book.
“Yeah, fine,” Ray replied, peering into a barrel of water.
“Are you sure?”
Ray sighed. “I can't read.”
Fraser frowned. “You mean books?”
Ray nodded sheepishly. “Yeah, books.”
“Is that a problem, Ray?”
“I don't know, Benny.” He came and sat down next to Fraser. “You don't mind I can't read?”
Fraser patted his shoulder. “No, Ray. I'm sure you can read dragon letters.”
“Well, yeah,” Ray said, feeling better.
“And I couldn't do that.”
“Thanks, Benny,” Ray said, giving Fraser a nuzzle.
“You're welcome, Ray,” Fraser replied with a kiss.
It was later that night when they were getting ready to settle down for the night that Ray noticed Fraser was reading a different book.
“Finished that other one, Benny?” he asked.
“No, Ray, I thought we could read this together, or I could read it to you.”
“You want to read to me?” Ray asked.
“Yes, if you don't mind, Ray.”
“I don't mind,” he replied. “Go ahead, Benny.”
“All right then, Ray,” Fraser said. “The...”
“What's this book about?” Ray asked.
“A dragon, Ray.”
Ray snuggled closer and looked at the book. There was a picture of a dragon. “There is a happy ending, right?”
“Oh yes, Ray.”
“Good.”
Ray settled down and listened as Fraser read the book to him. Dief and Lester curled up in their blankets and appeared to be listening in too. Maybe it wasn't so bad that Ray couldn't read after-all. Fraser reading to him, he could listen to that all day, or all night. That was his last thought as he fell asleep.
Look sweet domestic dragonRay and Benny. Awwwww.
So I wrote a fic. F/V sap. G rated. Dragon AU.
The Mountie and the Green Dragon - bedtime story
Ray was sitting quietly watching Dief and Lester play with a carrot. He sighed and stretched out a little. He got up and went to check their stories. Fraser was busy reading and Ray didn't want to disturb him. The problem was when Fraser was reading it wasn't as if Ray could read as well. Dragons didn't write books and Ray still couldn't read human words.
“Are you all right, Ray?” Fraser asked, looking up form his book.
“Yeah, fine,” Ray replied, peering into a barrel of water.
“Are you sure?”
Ray sighed. “I can't read.”
Fraser frowned. “You mean books?”
Ray nodded sheepishly. “Yeah, books.”
“Is that a problem, Ray?”
“I don't know, Benny.” He came and sat down next to Fraser. “You don't mind I can't read?”
Fraser patted his shoulder. “No, Ray. I'm sure you can read dragon letters.”
“Well, yeah,” Ray said, feeling better.
“And I couldn't do that.”
“Thanks, Benny,” Ray said, giving Fraser a nuzzle.
“You're welcome, Ray,” Fraser replied with a kiss.
It was later that night when they were getting ready to settle down for the night that Ray noticed Fraser was reading a different book.
“Finished that other one, Benny?” he asked.
“No, Ray, I thought we could read this together, or I could read it to you.”
“You want to read to me?” Ray asked.
“Yes, if you don't mind, Ray.”
“I don't mind,” he replied. “Go ahead, Benny.”
“All right then, Ray,” Fraser said. “The...”
“What's this book about?” Ray asked.
“A dragon, Ray.”
Ray snuggled closer and looked at the book. There was a picture of a dragon. “There is a happy ending, right?”
“Oh yes, Ray.”
“Good.”
Ray settled down and listened as Fraser read the book to him. Dief and Lester curled up in their blankets and appeared to be listening in too. Maybe it wasn't so bad that Ray couldn't read after-all. Fraser reading to him, he could listen to that all day, or all night. That was his last thought as he fell asleep.