Saturday at the Garage
Title: Saturday at the Garage
Author: dsudis
Pairing: F/K
Rating: R
Length: 66 KB
Why I'm reccing this fic: Because it has Fraser in a white muscle shirt and faded jeans ... And it's the first CAR story that sprang to mind.
Ray bit his tongue. Fraser had taken off the caribou-blood shirt, leaving him in a white muscle shirt and those faded jeans. Jesus. He slid under, right close next to Ray in the tight, warm, sharply metal-smelling space, their arms and shoulders all pressed together, and Ray said, too quickly, "Uh, you might want to move--helps if our heads are close, so you can see--"
Fraser made a little "Ah," noise, and shifted around until they were lying at angles to each other, not touching except their heads and the points of their shoulders. Ray tried to remember to breathe, and shifted his knees up to help camouflage anything going on in his pants, and thanked God he could do this without any actual brain function.
Saturday at the Garage
Author: dsudis
Pairing: F/K
Rating: R
Length: 66 KB
Why I'm reccing this fic: Because it has Fraser in a white muscle shirt and faded jeans ... And it's the first CAR story that sprang to mind.
Ray bit his tongue. Fraser had taken off the caribou-blood shirt, leaving him in a white muscle shirt and those faded jeans. Jesus. He slid under, right close next to Ray in the tight, warm, sharply metal-smelling space, their arms and shoulders all pressed together, and Ray said, too quickly, "Uh, you might want to move--helps if our heads are close, so you can see--"
Fraser made a little "Ah," noise, and shifted around until they were lying at angles to each other, not touching except their heads and the points of their shoulders. Ray tried to remember to breathe, and shifted his knees up to help camouflage anything going on in his pants, and thanked God he could do this without any actual brain function.
Saturday at the Garage