(In More Ways) **Caveat Lector, Reader Beware** (scroll to the bottom for warnings and notes) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "In More Ways" by Giuliana May 2000 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ray smiled as the Consulate's front door opened with a jiggle of the handle and the side of a credit card. So easy. Fraser still hadn't gotten around to changing the locks. Or maybe he liked it when Ray showed up unannounced in the middle of the night. Yeah, keep on dreaming, Kowalski. He shut the door and pocketed the card. He silently made his way through the building. He had no real reason to be there. Earlier, Frannie had given him some info on a case that he and Fraser had been working on together off and on, and he decided to use it as an excuse to go see his partner. It was rather pathetic when he thought about it. A few steps away from Fraser's office, Ray stopped. Was that...? The sound came again and this time it was unmistakable. A moan. And a feminine one at that. Unable to stop himself, Ray walked up to the door. It was cracked open several inches and gave him a perfect view of the cot. Oh. Wow. Fraser was having sex. Really. At least Ray was pretty sure it was Fraser. All he could see was his back and ass, and while Ray had paid a lot of attention to that ass, the only time he had ever seen it in its currently unclothed state was in own mind. This was definitely a rare case of reality being much better than fantasy. Fraser was fucking the woman beneath him, the muscles in that perfect ass flexing with every thrust. A slender leg was wrapped around Fraser's waist, pulling him closer. From his angle though, Ray was unable to see the woman's face. Ray took a step back and closed his eyes. He shouldn't be doing this. It was a total invasion of privacy. But the sound of Fraser's grunts and the woman's soft moans caused all of his thoughts to go south and he turned to watch again. They had changed positions and the woman was straddling Fraser. She was now facing Ray and he could see the slick cock that slid in and out of her body. Ray stared at it, his own cock hardening at the sight. He wished that it was his body that the cock was thrusting into at the same time he wished he was in Fraser's position. Fraser's hands were all over the woman's body; clasping her hips, running up and down her thighs and ass, cupping her breasts and brushing his thumbs over the nipples. One hand trailed down between her legs and her head snapped back as Fraser rubbed her clit. With her blond hair no longer hiding her face, Ray was finally able to see who she was. Fuck. Ray half turned and leaned against the wall, running a hand over his face. He shook his head. He had been kidding this afternoon when he had said that it was frowned upon in the States to crush your sister's smokes. Well, no, it was true that it was generally looked down upon around here, it's just...ah, fuck. He couldn't think. If anything, realizing that Fraser was fucking Maggie, his own sister, had made Ray's cock even harder. "You're truly a sick fuck," he said quietly to himself and opened his fly. Listening to Fraser and Maggie, he stroked his cock, imagining what they were doing. He imagined Fraser between her legs, licking her, fucking her with his hand and then his cock. He pictured Maggie's mouth wrapped around Fraser. The image dissolved and then it was his mouth around that thick, beautiful cock. A moan slipped unchecked through his lips. He covered his mouth, but it was too late. The sounds from the office had stopped. Ray struggled with shaking hands to put himself back into his pants, cursing his decision to wear button-fly jeans today. He bit his lip to keep from groaning as he buttoned them over his erection. Ray had just finished fastening the top button when Fraser opened the door the rest of the way. He had put on his boxers but his erection was clearly visible through the white material. Ray forced himself to not look at it. His eyes trailed up the other man's body, noting the flushed skin on his stomach, the way his skin glowed with sweat in the dim light. There were narrow red lines on his chest and arms. Nail tracks? Ray's cock surged at the thought. He made his way up to Fraser's face, which was flushed from both sex and embarrassment. His hair was sticking up at all kinds of directions and his full lips were swollen and red. "Ray," he said, breaking the silence. "Fraser," Ray said back to him, fighting to control the tone of his voice, the blush that was threatening to overcome his face, and his arousal straining against his jeans. He lost on all fronts. Ray cleared his throat. "I have, um, Francesca gave me some stuff about the, ah, Lewis case, and I thought that I'd..." Ray reached behind himself and struggled to get the piece of paper from his back pocket. When he was finally able to get it free, he looked back at Fraser. He was staring at Ray's crotch and the visible outline of his hard-on with an unreadable expression on his face. Wanting to get out of there with at least a sliver of pride left, Ray hastily gave Fraser the paper. "So I guess I'll, uh, see ya tomorrow then." He turned to leave but was stopped by a hand gripping his forearm and pulling him into the room. The next thing he knew, Fraser had him up against the door, his erection poking into Ray's hip. Fraser's mouth took his hungrily and roughly. Ray gasped in surprise and pleasure, and wrapped his arms around Fraser's back, rubbing his own cock against the other man. Fraser broke the kiss and looked back at Maggie. Over Fraser's shoulder Ray could see the woman nod. Turning back to him, Fraser asked, "Would you like to join us?" Would he like to join them? What kind of question was that? Hell yes, he wanted to join them. He had wanted Fraser for months now and Maggie would be the icing on the cake. Fraser was looking at him intently. Realizing that he hadn't answered the question yet, Ray nodded and brought those sinful lips to his again. Fraser slid Ray's jacket off his shoulders. He grabbed the sides of his dark navy blue shirt and pulled it and the white T-shirt up and over Ray's head in one efficient movement. Directing Ray over towards the cot, he got down on his knees and quickly removed Ray's boots and socks. When he got to the Ray's fly, however, his movements slowed, undoing only one button at a time. It was not nearly fast enough for Ray, who removed Fraser's hands and stripped his jeans and his boxer-briefs off quickly. Fraser took Ray's hard cock in his hand and slowly stroked it. Ray gasped at his touch and his knees nearly buckled as Fraser took him inside his mouth. Oh yeah. He had definitely done this before. Ray grinned. The Mountie was just full of surprises tonight. A soft sound came from the cot and Ray looked over at Maggie. She was not looking directly at him, but rather at Fraser sucking him. Her right hand... Ray looked quickly away. He knew if he watched Maggie touching herself the whole thing would be over before it ever really started. He couldn't look down at Fraser either. The feeling was intense enough already without adding the visual image to go along with it. He settled on closing his eyes. He moaned in protest as Fraser's mouth withdrew. Fraser pushed him onto the bed and then went to get something from his desk drawer. Ray turned his attention to the woman next to him. Actually, considering she pulled him on top of her, he really didn't have a choice in the matter. Not that he really minded. No, not at all. "Hi," she said and brought his mouth to hers. "Hey," he said after their kiss ended. "You know, I feel like I should've at least taken you out to dinner first." "How about you owe me one?" "Okay," he said and kissed her again, one of his hands sliding between her legs into her warmth. Maggie sighed softly and reached for a foil packet beside her. Ray moved so she could put the condom on him. He lowered himself again and in one smooth movement he was surrounded in her tight heat. Ray leaned his forehead on Maggie's shoulder. God, it had been a long time since he had last done this. It felt so good. Fraser was back and ran a hand along Ray's back as he moved in and out of Maggie. Fraser's hand slipped lower and ran over Ray's ass before going between the cheeks. Ray stilled as a finger brushed over his anus. It had been even longer since he had done that. Fraser carefully maneuvered himself so he was lying on his side next to Ray and Maggie. Still running his hand along Ray's cleft, he asked, "Ray, can I...?" Ray reached out and brought Fraser's mouth to his, kissing him passionately. "Yeah," he whispered. He watched in awe--and lust--as Fraser then kissed Maggie, his fingers teasing and pinching one of her hard pink nipples. Fraser drew away and Ray bucked as a lubricated fingertip entered him. He gently thrust into Maggie as Fraser carefully prepared him. After a while he couldn't stand it anymore. "Do it, Fraser." Fraser's fingers left him and a few seconds later were replaced with the head of his cock. Ray willed his body to relax as Fraser pushed in, inch by inch, until he was finally completely inside. Ray groaned in pleasure. He took in a deep breath, trying relax and control his body. Slowly, Fraser began to move. It was awkward at first, but the three of them quickly established a rhythm. Every time Ray thrust forward he was enveloped in Maggie's moist tightness, and every time he thrust back, Fraser's thick cock brushed against his prostate, sending bolts of pure pleasure through his body. It was the best of both worlds. Ray tried to hold on as long as possible, but when Maggie came the contractions around his cock pushed him over the edge of control. He thrust into her shuddering body once more and let go, crying out his release. A few seconds later, Fraser bit down on Ray's shoulder, thrusting into him roughly and then shaking against his back. They stayed in their positions, enjoying the post-coital haze until Maggie spoke. "Um, guys?" "Yeah?" was the reply from both men. "Can't breathe." Mumbling their apologies, Ray and Fraser moved and threw their condoms in the waste basket by the desk. The three of them tried to arrange themselves comfortably in the narrow bed, which proved even more difficult than it looked. They finally settled with Ray spooned behind Maggie and Fraser behind Ray. Fraser reached down, brought a blanket over them, and wrapped an arm around both Ray and Maggie. Ray was drifting off to sleep when Maggie laughed and Fraser said, "Of all the things that happened, that is what bothered you?" O-kay. "Did I miss somethin' or do you two have a telepathic thing going on here?" Ray asked his, uh, lovers. Whoa. That was kinda freaky. But in a good way. A very good way. "In a way, both," Fraser answered. Ray decided that he was way too tried to even try to wrap his mind around that statement. He shifted slightly to get a little more comfortable... And the cot collapsed. The End. ******************* Warnings: Incest. M/F sex. M/M sex. M/M/F sex. Voyeurism. Furniture abuse. Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski/Maggie Mackenzie Rating: NC-17 for all things mentioned in 'warnings' and language. Spoilers: For "Hunting Season." This takes place the night before the tag. Disclaimers: They're not mine. I'm not even sure these are my muses. Title is from the following piece of dialogue: Ray: You guys really connected, didn't you? Fraser: Yes, we did. In more ways than you think. Various Other Musings: Thanks to Jen for getting the creative juices going at Bindlechat. Thanks to all the Bindlestitchers for corrupting me past the point of no return. 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