Assurance	

Assurance 

by the Cloudwalker 

  

  

//Damn, they're shooting at us! Where's Fraser?// Ray Vecchio's brain went
into cop overdrive when the confrontation with the bad guys turned
violent. He double-checked his escape routes and his partners location,
then the locations of all the bad guys and the general layout of the area
in the scant seconds it took to pull his weapon from it's holster. As he
fired his first shot, he noticed a red blur streaking from behind the desk
where the weaponless Benton Fraser should have remained safely hidden.
//What's that fool Mountie up to now?// 

Fraser's movement drew the bad guys' fire, and even as the Mountie fell,
Ray stood and shot all three of the bad guys. Two were seriously wounded
and unconscious and the third received a flesh wound that made him easy to
subdue. Ray quickly gathered all their weapons, handcuffed the suspects,
and called for backup and ambulances, muttering fearfully under his breath
the whole time about crazy Canadians who didn't know when to stay put.
Only once the bad guys were under control did Ray allow himself the luxury
of checking on his best friend and semi-official partner, hating himself
for the time spent following procedure, even while he knew it was what
Fraser would want him to do. The two or three minutes it took him to get
to Fraser could mean the difference between the Mountie's life and death.
//If he's still alive right now.// 

Finally Ray was free to follow his heart, and he rushed to where he had
last seen the red serge, the name "Fraser!" an anguished cry being torn
from his breast. He dropped to his knees beside the fallen form, and just
as his hand touched Fraser's shoulder, the Mountie rolled over and turned
wide gray eyes on the cop. "Is it over, Ray?" 

"Are you all right, Benny?" Ray's fear and concern for his friend were
very evident. 

"Yes, Ray, I'm fine," Fraser answered in his usual matter-of-fact fashion.
"Did you get them?" He sat up, trying to look over Ray's shoulder toward
where he had last seen their suspects. 

"Yeah, Benny, I got 'em. You sure you're all right?" Ray's anxiety may
have diminished a bit. 

"I'm fine. So I was enough of a distraction, then?" Fraser was trying to
stand despite Ray's hand on his shoulder. 

When Ray spoke next, his voice had gone flat and cold. "Are you saying you
did that on purpose, Benny?" 

"Well, yes, Ray. I knew that the three of them had separated slightly,
making it difficult for you to target all of them...." 

"Come on," Ray interrupted. He stood, offered a hand to help Fraser up,
then grabbed a fistful of red serge sleeve and dragged Fraser off toward a
door in the wall opposite from where they had entered this office. He
opened it and hauled the protesting Mountie through. 

Ray was grimly pleased to find that the intelligence report on this place
was accurate. The room he found himself in was windowless and had only the
door through which he had just dragged the Mountie. He slammed the door,
hard, and locked it. 

"Ray, what..." 

"Shut up, Fraser." The Mountie subsided. He had learned that when Ray was
in this kind of mood it was best to just wait him out. 

Instead of the tongue-lashing that Fraser was expecting, however, Ray took
his upper arms in a bruising grip and kissed him hard. Fraser tried again
to ask what Ray was thinking, but again Ray silenced him. "Just don't talk
to me right now, Fraser." A mute nod was the Mountie's sensible reply. 

Ray looked around as if seeking something. Abruptly, he pushed Fraser
backward roughly until an empty desk blocked his progress. Ray plastered
his body against the man in red, again kissing him almost brutally. His
erection throbbed painfully where it was trapped in his silk boxers.  

Not quite understanding Ray's motivation, still Fraser responded to Ray's
fervor. He kissed Ray hungrily, happily accepting Ray's thrusting tongue
into his mouth. He offered no protest when he felt Ray's hands at his fly,
even when his impressively acute hearing brought him sounds of the one
conscious suspect's attempts to free himself from his bonds. 

Once Fraser's uniform britches were opened, Ray opened his own trousers
and thrust them and his boxers to his knees, his erection bobbing free to
leave a thin string of precum on the skirts of Fraser's red serge tunic.
Ray reached under those skirts and grasped the waistband of Fraser's
britches. He dragged the navy serge downward; stretching to their limit
the elastic braces Fraser wore. Even so, the braces dug painfully into
Fraser's shoulders. 

The pressure on the broad Mountie shoulders was lessened when Ray forced
Fraser backward to lie on the desk, throwing his knees up to his chest,
allowing Fraser's britches to slip toward his knees. 

"I can't believe you did that, Benny," Ray growled, as he wrestled
starched white boxers out of his way, then thrust a spit-lubricated finger
into his quiescent lover.  

Fraser started to reply, but took one look at the detective's tightly
closed face and decided to continue practicing patience. He groaned,
although not in pain, and hugged his knees tighter to his chest, willing
himself to relax quickly. Whatever was bothering Ray obviously wouldn't
let the normally gentle man take his time preparing Fraser properly right
now. Fraser knew could take it rough if that was what Ray needed. He only
hoped that Ray would be able to tell him afterwards why he needed this
right now, in the middle of an arrest. 

Ray withdrew his finger and replaced it with his throbbing erection,
thrusting deep in one swift motion. He fucked Fraser hard and fast; his
fists clenching in a punishing grip the hem of the red serge to hold the
man in place. A dozen times his hips pounded into the buttocks of his
submissive partner, and then it was over, Ray spending his pent-up fear
and frustration deep within Fraser's body. With another anguished cry, he
collapsed over Fraser's limp, still form. 

Immediately, Fraser's arms were around the man he loved, petting and
stroking him comfortingly. He crooned comfort and love into Ray's ear, and
waited for the storm of Ray's emotion to pass. 

Hearing distant sounds that might be their back-up entering the building
galvanized Ray. He pulled his now soft cock from Fraser's pliant body and
stepped back, helping Fraser up off the desk. He turned away in shame as
he put his clothing back in order, leaving Fraser to struggle with his own
clothing as best he could. 

After a moment, sounds of Fraser's movement as he adjusted his clothing
ceased, and the Mountie cleared his throat. Ray walked over to the door,
and stood with his hand on the lock. Still without looking at Fraser, he
spoke. 

"Benny, I'm sorry. I just...I thought you were hurt, killed maybe, and
then there you were, alive, and you said you did it on purpose, and I was
so afraid I had lost you, and---" 

Strong, red-clad arms going about Ray's waist silenced him. Fraser kissed
his ear, his neck, his cheek, and finally his lips when Ray turned his
head to face his lover.  

"Shh, Ray. It's all right. I understand. I'm sorry I frightened you." 

"Oh, god. Taking you that way, Benny, I'm sorry. I just had to, I dunno,
prove to myself that you were still...alive, still mine." 

"Yes, Ray. Always." 

"You should be mad at me." 

"No, Ray. As you said, I should never have frightened you so. Please
believe me, whenever you need me, I'll be here." 

Ray turned in Fraser's arms, wrapping his long arms about the man he loved
more than life itself. "I didn't even make it good for you. I was
selfish." 

"Shh, it's all right, Ray," Fraser said, silencing his beloved with a
kiss. "It's true that I was not fully aroused, but right now, we have work
to attend to. I believe I hear Detectives Huey and Gardino entering the
building. Perhaps later we can discuss this more fully." Ray nodded
mutely. "Will you stay over with me tonight?" Fraser asked with a shy
smile. 

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" Ray grinned back. "Yes, Benny, I'll
let Ma know I'm not coming home tonight, and we can 'talk' about this all
you want."  

After a quick hug, Ray unlocked the door, opened it, and the two men went
back to work.