Hold Back the Dawn   Hold Back the Dawn by Blarney Stone Rated NC-17
 BF/RK m/m explicit
 
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 "Will you be all right, Ray?" Fraser asked his partner as they stood by
his apartment door.
 
 "Yeah, yeah, sure no problem," Ray answered, fumbling through his jacket
for his keys. "Look Fraser, I'm sorry about that scene earlier. . "
 "I understand, Ray." 
 
 "Yeah, okay, I'll see you tomorrow." 
 
 "Well then, until tomorrow." As he turned to go, Fraser felt a slight tug
on the sleeve of his flannel jacket. He looked back at Ray, who was
holding onto his arm, but seemed unable to look him in the eye. "Ray?"
 
 "If you want to stay for awhile. . " Ray's eyes darted up quickly to gaze
at Fraser, then back down again. Taking a deep breath, he said, "It's just
that. . I heard some rumours." 
 
 Fraser frowned. "What sort of rumours?" 
 
 "About you and Vecchio." 
 
 "Ah," he sighed. 
 
 "Fraser, I'm alone and you're alone and if any of those rumours are
true.. It's not like I'm asking for a commitment or anything. I like you
and you like me and I don't want to be alone tonight. . " Ray stopped,
having run out of words. 
 
 Fraser rubbed his forhead tiredly. "Ray, I'm .. "
 
 "Oh God, it's not true. The rumours aren't true and I've just made an ass
of myself," Ray said, shaking his head in embarassment. "Real good, Ray.
Open mouth, insert foot. Forget the whole thing Fraser, I'm delirious." He
unlocked the door, and started inside. 
 
 "Wait Ray. Those rumours are true." 
 
 Ray looked into the mountie's clear blue eyes and saw the unhappiness
there. "Oh, I get it. You don't want to be with me."
 
 "You don't understand. Ray Vecchio and I have a relationship," Fraser
explained, blushing slightly.
 
 "But he's gone." 
 
 "Well, not permantly." 
 
 "But he's gone now, and you're alone, which brings us back to me being
alone, which brings us to you spending the night and neither one of us
being alone." Ray closed his eyes and reached out. His hand came in
contact with solid mass of Fraser's chest. Ray smiled as the heat of the
man's body seeped through the jacket and warmed his cold fingers. 
 
 "I can't Ray." 
 
 "Why?" 
 
 "I can't," Fraser answered, helplessly. If only Ray would open his eyes,
he thought. Standing there, eyes closed with that enigmatic smile on his
face, he looked for all the world like a lover, waiting for a kiss. Fraser
shivered as he mentally repeated the word lover.
 
 "Why can't you?" 
 
 "I can't! I made promises to my Ray. Open your eyes," Fraser demanded.
The cop obeyed, and Fraser gasped at the fire that burned in their pale,
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