Variety	 Variety

 by Doll

  

 

 Disclaimer: 

 Author's Notes: This is my response to the livejournal ds_flasfiction
Threesome Challange, which was: "Write a story which features three
characters or turns upon the presence (or absence), of a third character.
(No, this is not restricted to sexual threesomes, though they are of
course welcome. No, the two characters do not have to be aware of the
third person's presence. Yes, of course Dief counts as a person!)" 

 Story Notes: 

 

 

 The door to Ray's apartment burst open, banging hard into the far wall,
propelled by the two bodies tumbling through it. Ray kept a tight grip on
Fraser's serge as he pushed Fraser against the wall, kissing him, tonguing
him, devouring him. 

 Fraser growled deep in his throat, hands buried in Ray's hair, holding
his mouth, that wicked mouth, just right there. He kicked out blindly with
a booted foot until the door slammed shut. Fraser pulled Ray even closer,
sliding one hand slowly down Ray's back, fighting his way past the tight
waistband until his hand clutched desperately at the hot silky skin of
Ray's ass. 

 Fraser was vaguely aware of a low whining sound. Annoyed, he pulled his
mouth away from Ray's to glare at Diefenbaker. "Dief! Kitchen! Now!" he
panted, shivering at the feel of Ray's mouth on his neck. With a disgusted
snort, Dief padded away and Fraser returned his full attention to Ray, who
was frantically trying to pull off Fraser's uniform. 

 Ray leaned in and bit Fraser hard on the collarbone, and then shoved
Fraser away from him. Panting, eyes heavy-lidded with desire, Ray said,
"Get that fucking thing off now, Ben!" He turned toward the bedroom,
pulling his own clothes off as he went. 

 Fraser hastily followed, letting his uniform fall to the floor behind
him. Naked, he threw himself at Ray, tumbling them both down on to the
unmade bed. Ray growled, wrapping his legs around Fraser's back. Fraser
pinned Ray's arms over his head and gnawed on his neck, rolling,
thrusting, thrusting against Ray. 

 "Oh, fuck, Ben, that's it, that's it, that's it!" Ray moaned, head
thrashing, legs clenching until they shook, arching, thrusting, cock
sliding against cock in a heavy heated burn. Pleasure rolled through Ray,
viscous and sullen, and then a hot, wet tongue swiped heavily from his
hole to his balls and Ray exploded, orgasm sparkling through him like a
firestorm. 

 Still panting, still shaking and twitching, Ray pushed up on his elbows
and looked in horror at Dief sitting on the bed, glistening tongue lolling
from his mouth, a goddamned sarcastic smile on his face. Ray shoved Fraser
on to the floor and ran for the bathroom. 

 Later, as Ray took a very long, very hot, very thorough shower, Fraser
gave Dief an extremely stern lecture on the concept of 'private time.' 

End Variety by Doll: space___monkey___@hotmail.com

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