ds_aprilfools, Prompt 07. Caress
And so it begins....
Title: A Lover’s Touch
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Prompt: 07. Caress
Word Count: 298
Rating: PG
Summary: Fraser muses in human touch.
A Lover’s Touch
Fraser didn’t used to need human touch. He had been perfectly happy to go without that was until he realised what he had been missing. Ray was very good at conveying a great deal of emotion, friendship and love through one touch. It might be a casual pat on the back, or arm, or a hand on his shoulder. Touching was infectious as Fraser soon discovered.
Yes he drew a great deal of comfort form touching Ray, a hand on his chest, holding his arm, or patting Ray on the back. There was one area however where Fraser was sure his skill didn’t match up Ray’s and that was in the area of a gentle caress.
That wasn’t to say Fraser couldn’t caress Ray, he did and had done form the first week he had known Ray. Of course those were the caresses of a friend but what Ray had shown him was the pleasure of the caress of a lover. And Fraser revelled in it.
It could be a little thing, Ray rubbing his arm in public putting behind it as much love as he was able to publicly show. Then there were semi-private caresses in the dark of the closet, a strong hand on his back rubbing circles of warmth through his red serge. Then a thumb rubbing across Fraser’s cheek before cupping it for a kiss.
The best caresses though were when they were making love. Ray was always gentle, running his hands over Fraser’s skin making his skin tingle all over. Two arms wrapped around him, Ray’s hands everywhere he wanted to be. And then there were the more intimate caresses, with tongues and mouths. Delicate gentle and loving but also full of passion. Those were the touches Fraser lived for.
Title: A Lover’s Touch
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Prompt: 07. Caress
Word Count: 298
Rating: PG
Summary: Fraser muses in human touch.
A Lover’s Touch
Fraser didn’t used to need human touch. He had been perfectly happy to go without that was until he realised what he had been missing. Ray was very good at conveying a great deal of emotion, friendship and love through one touch. It might be a casual pat on the back, or arm, or a hand on his shoulder. Touching was infectious as Fraser soon discovered.
Yes he drew a great deal of comfort form touching Ray, a hand on his chest, holding his arm, or patting Ray on the back. There was one area however where Fraser was sure his skill didn’t match up Ray’s and that was in the area of a gentle caress.
That wasn’t to say Fraser couldn’t caress Ray, he did and had done form the first week he had known Ray. Of course those were the caresses of a friend but what Ray had shown him was the pleasure of the caress of a lover. And Fraser revelled in it.
It could be a little thing, Ray rubbing his arm in public putting behind it as much love as he was able to publicly show. Then there were semi-private caresses in the dark of the closet, a strong hand on his back rubbing circles of warmth through his red serge. Then a thumb rubbing across Fraser’s cheek before cupping it for a kiss.
The best caresses though were when they were making love. Ray was always gentle, running his hands over Fraser’s skin making his skin tingle all over. Two arms wrapped around him, Ray’s hands everywhere he wanted to be. And then there were the more intimate caresses, with tongues and mouths. Delicate gentle and loving but also full of passion. Those were the touches Fraser lived for.