Massage Challenge: Come in From the Cold, Good Cop, Such a Pathetic Pair
Title: Come in From the Cold
Author: One of our lovely mods, ms. nos4a2no9
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R
Length: 6,453 words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. There are so many moments in it that make you go RAY and FRASER and LOVE. It does a fantastic job of showing people actually talking and working out things in their relationship. Plus there are footrubs! How can you resist?
"Okay," Fraser replied, doing his best to ignore Ray's sarcasm. "I wish..."
Ray's ears perked up a little at that. Fraser saying, "I wish" meant it was time halftime down in Hell's hockey rink. Whatever the guy felt, wanted, hell, even needed, was locked up tighter than a drum inside Fort Fraser. It had taken Ray six weeks, or hell, two years, to figure out that unless it was something he could reach for and grab a hold of, Fraser didn't ever talk about what he wanted.
"I wish you would take better care of yourself," Fraser said softly, and Ray blinked a little in surprise. He'd been preparing himself for some earth-shaking statement about how maybe things between them weren't working out, not this...concern. Felt weird, learning that Fraser worried about him like Ma and Frannie and Maria did. Felt kind of good.
Come in From the Cold
Title: Good Cop
Author: belmanoir
Pairing: Ray/Ray
Rating: NC-17
Length: : 7,294 words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. Full of absolutely gorgeous character insight into both Rays, including some of my favorite Kowalski that I've ever read. Also, it's hot. Really totally screen-meltingly brain-explodingly hot.
"There are these four towns between Chicago and Orlando that all claim to be the white squirrel capital of the world," Kowalski explained. "They have this vendetta over whose squirrels are the most albino, see? The people at the one in Illinois always pull you aside and tell you that it's the eyes, all the other towns' squirrels have dark eyes. They've got highway signs and everything. You never noticed?"
"I guess not," Ray said. Kowalski was so fucking weird.
"Well, I liked to feed the albino squirrels peanuts," Kowalski said. "Plus I had this thing about Donald Duck."
"Donald Duck? Really?"
"Yeah." Kowalski's thumbs dug into Ray's lower back, and Ray almost moaned. "'Cause he's got a temper. You know, he turns all red and can't talk and tries to smash things. I loved it." He chuckled. "Hard to see why, huh?"
"A mystery," Ray said. But he couldn't help thinking it was kind of cute, and then Kowalski's thumb brushed his belt. It was only for a second, before Kowalski went back to his shoulders, but it made Ray think about things, like that Kowalski's hands were on him. Suddenly the relaxing backrub had turned into a nightmare, because Ray was turned on. Really, really turned on.
Good Cop
Title: Such a Pathetic Pair
Author: spuffyduds
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R for language
Length: 1700-ish words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. A tender little post-Victoria's Secret story with beautiful turn of phrase. It shows all the guilt and the hurt in their relationship at this point and how they are re-connecting. Plus backrub and movie watching. Awesome. The story is also part of a set called loose affiliation, which can be found here
Ray falls asleep in the chair, most days. He’s got a lot of leave saved up, and the only time he’s been back to the station house since the train, he just walked in, went straight to the supply closet, grabbed the big glass pickle jar they always set up on Elaine’s desk after something happened to one of the precinct guys. (Shot or stabbed in a domestic, heart attack behind the wheel of the squad car, ate his gun and left a widow…) He set it down on Elaine’s desk, hard, wrote FRASER in magic marker on a piece of masking tape and stuck it on the jar, under the faded Post-It that said “Please donate for.” Looked around the squad room at everybody one by one, thinking, just try to say I can’t do this for him. Just try. And Huey came over and opened his wallet.
Such a Pathetic Pair
Author: One of our lovely mods, ms. nos4a2no9
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R
Length: 6,453 words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. There are so many moments in it that make you go RAY and FRASER and LOVE. It does a fantastic job of showing people actually talking and working out things in their relationship. Plus there are footrubs! How can you resist?
"Okay," Fraser replied, doing his best to ignore Ray's sarcasm. "I wish..."
Ray's ears perked up a little at that. Fraser saying, "I wish" meant it was time halftime down in Hell's hockey rink. Whatever the guy felt, wanted, hell, even needed, was locked up tighter than a drum inside Fort Fraser. It had taken Ray six weeks, or hell, two years, to figure out that unless it was something he could reach for and grab a hold of, Fraser didn't ever talk about what he wanted.
"I wish you would take better care of yourself," Fraser said softly, and Ray blinked a little in surprise. He'd been preparing himself for some earth-shaking statement about how maybe things between them weren't working out, not this...concern. Felt weird, learning that Fraser worried about him like Ma and Frannie and Maria did. Felt kind of good.
Come in From the Cold
Title: Good Cop
Author: belmanoir
Pairing: Ray/Ray
Rating: NC-17
Length: : 7,294 words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. Full of absolutely gorgeous character insight into both Rays, including some of my favorite Kowalski that I've ever read. Also, it's hot. Really totally screen-meltingly brain-explodingly hot.
"There are these four towns between Chicago and Orlando that all claim to be the white squirrel capital of the world," Kowalski explained. "They have this vendetta over whose squirrels are the most albino, see? The people at the one in Illinois always pull you aside and tell you that it's the eyes, all the other towns' squirrels have dark eyes. They've got highway signs and everything. You never noticed?"
"I guess not," Ray said. Kowalski was so fucking weird.
"Well, I liked to feed the albino squirrels peanuts," Kowalski said. "Plus I had this thing about Donald Duck."
"Donald Duck? Really?"
"Yeah." Kowalski's thumbs dug into Ray's lower back, and Ray almost moaned. "'Cause he's got a temper. You know, he turns all red and can't talk and tries to smash things. I loved it." He chuckled. "Hard to see why, huh?"
"A mystery," Ray said. But he couldn't help thinking it was kind of cute, and then Kowalski's thumb brushed his belt. It was only for a second, before Kowalski went back to his shoulders, but it made Ray think about things, like that Kowalski's hands were on him. Suddenly the relaxing backrub had turned into a nightmare, because Ray was turned on. Really, really turned on.
Good Cop
Title: Such a Pathetic Pair
Author: spuffyduds
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: R for language
Length: 1700-ish words
Why I'm reccing this fic:
Because it's awesome. A tender little post-Victoria's Secret story with beautiful turn of phrase. It shows all the guilt and the hurt in their relationship at this point and how they are re-connecting. Plus backrub and movie watching. Awesome. The story is also part of a set called loose affiliation, which can be found here
Ray falls asleep in the chair, most days. He’s got a lot of leave saved up, and the only time he’s been back to the station house since the train, he just walked in, went straight to the supply closet, grabbed the big glass pickle jar they always set up on Elaine’s desk after something happened to one of the precinct guys. (Shot or stabbed in a domestic, heart attack behind the wheel of the squad car, ate his gun and left a widow…) He set it down on Elaine’s desk, hard, wrote FRASER in magic marker on a piece of masking tape and stuck it on the jar, under the faded Post-It that said “Please donate for.” Looked around the squad room at everybody one by one, thinking, just try to say I can’t do this for him. Just try. And Huey came over and opened his wallet.
Such a Pathetic Pair