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Passing is an interesting notion, Ray ( Read more... )

The hours before bed were Fraser's favorite time of night. It was his time to spend with the people he loved, and to reflect on the day's events. It was also the time when he and Ray and Horatio would tell each other whatever was on their minds--things they had seen, conversations they had had, things they missed. It was the most intimate time they ( Read more... )

The night was beautiful ( Read more... )

[Continued from here.]

Ray's mouth was hard and tight against his own, and Fraser eased his tongue inside, making Ray open to him, demanding Ray's attention and his desire. He knew Ray needed him physically as well as emotionally, and now that things had settled, now that they could take the time to be with each other in that way again, he ( Read more... )

[Dated to Saturday, August 11th, midday ( Read more... )

[Dated to Thursday, August 10th.]

( It was humid and hot... )

[OOC: Dated to July 30th]

( Horatio and Fraser at bedtime )

Fraser was humming a song.

It was a swinging, swanky little tune that had played on the Jukebox earlier in the day, and now that it was evening and Fraser was walking home (Diefenbaker was noticably absent), it had continued to play in his head.

Dark in the forest too and it's close to hide ( Read more... )