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Alphabet Meme. Fraser/Vecchio. (Due South)

TITLE: With The Rising Of The Sun
AUTHOR: Nikki Harrington
FANDOM: Due South
PAIRING: Benton Fraser/Raymond Vecchio
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: First Time.
SUMMARY: With his new lover still asleep, Ray watches the sun rise.
RATING: PG-13
WORD COUNT: 400
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for: birggitt: B - 'Burning daylight'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



Ray slid from the bed, taking care not to wake his lover and, completely naked, walked towards the window. Dief, who'd been consigned to the floor, opened one eye, yawned and closed it again.

Before he got to the window, Ray turned and looked back at the bed and the sleeping Benny. Part of him still couldn't quite believe what had happened last night, had happened. He'd been spending time, as he did more and more often these days, with Benny, just eating, talking, enjoying the company, when Benny - yes Benny - had reached across the table.

He'd taken Ray's hand, tugged it towards him and had slowly and carefully kissed his way from Ray's little finger to his thumb and back again, before turning his hand over and licking Ray's palm. He'd then looked at Ray with those big Mountie eyes and said 'And I want to do that to all of you, Ray. I want to kiss and lick you all over'.

Ray shivered, not from the chill of the early morning, but from the memory of how Benny had done those things, and many more. The memory of Benny's mouth on his, his hands on his naked body, the way he paid homage to Ray, the way he made Ray feel the most loved, most beautiful person on the planet, was more moving than any experience Ray had ever had.

Finally, he tore his gaze from the ruffled Mountie and continued to the window. There he looked out at the beginnings of the sunrise. The sky seemed to burn as orange, red and yellow rays began to light it up. He stood, for how long, he didn't know, just watching the ball of fire creep up and up, the flames engulfing the dawn and making the whole sky seem aflame.

He stood seeing for the first time the true beauty in a sunrise; seeing it through different eyes; seeing it through the eyes of a man very much in love; seeing it through the eyes of someone who'd finally rediscovered the world had vivid colors.

He heard a slight noise behind him and turned to find Benny now awake and watching him. Ray held out his hand and waited until Benny slid from the bed and, as naked as Ray was, walked across the room to join Ray and watch the bit of the sun slither into place.





TITLE: Where Ray Is
AUTHOR: Nikki Harrington
FANDOM: Due South
PAIRING: Benton Fraser/Raymond Vecchio
GENRE: Slash
SUB-GENRE: Established Relationship
SUMMARY: A companion piece to With The Rising Of The Sun. Fraser is thinking about home.
RATING: PG
WORD COUNT: 500
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for: aingeal8c: H - 'Home'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.



Completely naked, Ben stood at the window looking up at the moon. Not for the first time he rued the fact that it, like the stars, like the sunrise, the sunset, like the sky itself, was almost muffled by buildings, streetlamps, pollution, and a city that never truly grew dark.

He felt, as he often did, closed in; trapped; caught; shackled; sometimes he found it hard to breathe in all the hustle and bustle, the noise, the people, the buildings, the cars, the fumes, the rubbish. It was all so oppressive; so heavy; it weighed him down.

He often longed for the open spaces, the quiet, the purity, the beauty, the cold, the freedom, the cleanness, the innocence of Canada. Of home.

But then he turned and looked at bed where his lover - where Ray - slept, one arm thrown across his eyes, as if trying to shut out the light, shut out the world, and he knew. He was home. He was home because Ray was home.

One day he hoped they could leave Chicago, could leave the city, could maybe go to Canada, or at least move to somewhere less congested, less built-up, less noisy, less confining. But wherever they went, that would be home, because home was wherever Ray was. Home was Ray.

Yes, he still longed for Canada. But he longed more for Ray's arms for Ray's kisses for Ray's caresses for Ray's voice telling him he loved him for Ray's eyes confirming his words; for Ray. Even though he had all those things, he never stopped longing for them, never stopped wanting more, never stopped needing more. Sometimes the level of his love for Ray surprised him, he had never been sure he would be capable of such depth. But Ray had shown him he was. Ray had shown him so many things. But most of all Ray had shown him what home was like.

And now that he'd found his home, now that he had found his Ray, he wasn't going to give it up. He turned back to the window and once again looked at the moon, full and heavy in the sky. Suddenly it all seemed so much clearer; suddenly the muffled look vanished, and he was seeing the moon of his childhood; seeing the moon open and free.

He smiled to himself, knowing that wasn't really the case. It was simply that he was seeing it through the eyes of a different man, through the eyes of a man in love, through the eyes of a man who had a home; seeing it through the eyes of a man for whom home was a person, not a place.

He heard a slight noise behind him and turned to find Ray now awake and watching him. Ben held out his hand and waited until Ray slid from the bed and, as naked as Ben was, walked across the room to join him and watch the moon as she kept guard over the city.

Tags: fandom: due south, fanfic: stories, pairing (slash): fraser/vecchio
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