The Last One
By Anam71
NC-17 for M/M *silly* slash.
A *silly* romance featuring Benny and Ray and a sad lesson in aerodynamics.
Disclaimer: Alliance is a hairy little gnome.
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"Nature and wisdom always say the same."
-Juvenal-
"Benny, oh God! That feels so damn good! Yes!"
The sexy Italian squirmed and wriggled in the narrow bed with delight.
"Well, Ray, you taste so good. Umm hmm!" The Canadian moaned appreciatively as he nibbled some more on Ray’s small, peachy-perfect buttocks.
Ray went berserk! "Please Benny! I want you inside me so bad! Please! Now!"
A stunned Fraser turned his slim lover over to get a full frontal view. "Ray love, are you sure?"
Ray waved a leisurely hand towards his dark, towering erection. "Does it look like I’m sure?"
Fraser nodded with a wide smile, and Ray quickly reached down over the bed for his expensive Armani slacks.
The cop yanked out his wallet and frantically dug around through numerous credit cards, restaurant bills, receipts from the dry cleaners, and an endless array of Vecchio family photos, some of which had faces he didn’t even recognize. Shit, for all he knew, he could be feeding total strangers his food and putting them through college.
Finally, triumphal Ray pulled out a small foil packet. "Yay!"
He held the shiny packet out to Fraser, but the Mountie jumped back and looked at him confused and terrified.
"Oh, all right Benny! I’ll put it on you." Ray ripped the packet open with his canine teeth. "Jeez Louise!"
Straddling his lover’s thighs, Ray stretched out the condom to gingerly place it over Fraser’s cock and he instantly found his hands trembling at the precarious task. He just didn’t want to hurt his Benny, knowing full well how delicate the flap of foreskin can really be. God, he didn’t want to rip it off or anything! Shit!
Ray was unsure what to do now. He faltered.
"Ray? It’s okay, love. Please, I trust you."
"Benny."
Ray made another brave attempt and stretched out the tight condom when it unexpectedly snapped out of his fingers, went flying across the room, and out the window!
Both men stared wide-eyed and blinking at each other and at their sudden lost. Was this all a bad dream?
Fraser suddenly burst out laughing. He just couldn’t help it: he knew he had been unlucky with love in the past, but this was too ironic.
Ray glared down at the giggling Mountie through squinted eyes. He certainly wasn’t amused. How humiliating! Goddamn it! Ray silently cursed himself and Fraser laughed even harder now at the philosophical implications of their situation.
The Italian now crawled up to lay along side him with his wiry arms folded over his chest in disgrace. "Yeah, that’s right Benny! You just keep on laughing. That was the last one."
Fraser stopped laughing. "What?"
"You heard me love genius! That was the last one!"
"You mean to tell me you have no more condoms in your possession?"
Ray rolled his eyes and sighed, "Well, if you want to put it that way, Frasier. Yes!"
Fraser glanced in the direction of the open window with a rueful frown. "I can’t believe you only had one, Ray."
"Why Benny, do you have any? Duh, of course not, Ray! I’m Mister innocent Mountie boy! You wouldn’t catch me dead with a condom in my pocket! That would be silly! Duh!"
"You don’t have be so facetious, Ray!"
"Aww, I’m sorry, BennyBear. I’m just a little disappointed, okay? That’s all."
"I am just as disappointed as you are."
"Good," Ray snarled.
Both men simply lay there on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, pouting in sad silence.
Ray finally spoke up first. "So now what?"
Fraser came up with a very clever idea.
"Well, Ray, perhaps you can run to the drugstore at the corner and purchase some more condoms."
"What!" Ray sat up straight in bed to scowl at him more effectively. "Will ya look at me Fraser! I’m in no state to take a damn stroll to the drugstore!"
A devious Fraser shot Ray his famous ‘wide-eyed Mountie look,’ along with the extra bonus of a quivering lower lip, and Ray’s shoulders slumped in total defeat.
"Oh, all right Benny! I’ll go, okay? Ya happy now?" Ray swung out of bed and pulled on his gray slacks. "Jeez!"
"Thank you kindly, Ray."
"Whatever." Ray muttered under his breath as he put on his silk shirt and his long, dark overcoat. "I hate myself!"
The poor detective limped painfully to the door. It was really a good thing he wore baggy and loose-fitting clothing. Ray suddenly turned to threaten the Mountie one last time. "I’ll be back in a few, Benny. Don’t you dare start without me!"
"Yes, Ray."
Ray muttered some more about safe sex and putting one’s eye out with flying condoms when the door finally slammed shut, and Fraser then smiled to himself.
It was wonderful the things Ray would do for him. Ray was simply wonderful!
Fraser had often wondered what his life would be like if he had never met Ray. He had never known anyone who would do absolutely anything for him; for all of his life, Fraser was usually the giver, the provider, and the protector. It must be the glaring red uniform and the hat.
It was his duty to give.
But Ray had no glaring red uniform and no hat, and still he gave his all. Ray did not give for the sake of duty, but he did give for the sake of love. That was his Ray.
Wait! Actually, Ray does have a hat! A cute little knit cap that hugged that gorgeous cute head and brought out those pretty, hazel eyes. Speaking of which…
What was taking Ray so long? He hoped Ray wasn’t mugged or shot. A handsome man with fresh store-brought condoms was nothing but a moving target in his seedy neighborhood.
Hmmm… Ray.
Fraser was surprised at how his body was responding urgently at just merely thinking of his Italian lover, his flushed cock now throbbing in the warm air of the apartment. The urge to touch himself and bring himself sweet relief was very overwhelming, but he resisted, for Ray’s sake.
Oh dear!
Fraser was now getting desperate and he bit his lower lip.
He now conjured up ghastly images and his deepest dislikes hoping to quell his hot pulsing erection, such as disrespect for the law, heinous crimes, endless sentry duty, bad Chinese food, Inspector Thatcher.
Fraser abruptly sat up in his bed in a panic. Did he hear Ray’s footsteps approaching his door?
Ray came in at last with a little brown paper bag and he was slightly out of breath. "Here’s the friggin’ condoms! I brought about fifty of them so we can…"
"Hurry Ray!" Fraser pleaded loudly with outstretched arms and his legs spread wide, his cock aching for Ray’s touch.
"Jesus Benny! What have you been up to! Good God Almighty!" Ray gasped at the agonizing sight his lover made on the bed, and he began frantically tearing open the paper bag and yanking off his overcoat at the same time.
"Ray! Ray! Hurry!"
"Benny! Wait! Shit!"
The Chicago cop was now mentally confused with lust, fumbling with the little box containing his precious prophylactics, and struggling with his stupid overcoat that refused to come off his back.
"Ray! I need to be inside you! Please Ray! Please!"
Ray stumbled and staggered across the room, and he suddenly dropped to floor on his hands and knees with a loud scream, his back tightly arched like a frightened Halloween black cat. He came quite hard.
"BENNY! OH GOD!"
"Ray?"
After several moments of whimpering Fraser managed to sit up and see his friend lying curled up on the floor, heaving and gasping, condom packets scattered everywhere. "Ray?"
"Damn it, Fraser! Look at what you made me do! I can’t believe you! Damn it!"
"I’m so sorry, Ray." Fraser dropped back in bed with a groan, mourning yet another loss. Not only was this too ironic, but it was also too tragic. All he wanted was that second chance.
Fraser heard some movements from down below from his friend and he quickly felt the mattress shift with the extra weight. A hot-wet silky mouth instantly clamped down on his cock and he wailed loudly.
"RAY!"
Ray’s mouth glided up and down the smooth length of his lover, suckling and soothing him, his tongue curling around the swollen knob. A few more jagged thrusts of his hips and Fraser came with a howl, pouring himself hotly down Ray’s tight throat.
Ray finally slithered up the pale panting body, blessing each nipple with a soft kiss before reaching and delving deep into Fraser’s open mouth.
"God Benny, you’re so sexy and you’re all mine baby. Umm hmm."
Now that Ray had regained some of his bearings, he now undressed himself, pulling off his soiled trousers and briefs with a look of embarrassment and disgust. "Yech!"
Fraser felt nothing but shame and guilt creep in again.
"Oh Ray, I really wanted to make love to you. Really I did."
"Shhh, I know Benny and you will, I promise you. I’m not going anywhere, love… shhh."
And eventually Fraser did! This time with the window closed! Duh!
-The End -
endnote: I told you this was *silly*. I probably deserve flames but I really don’t want ‘em, my recycle bin is already full. *Sniffle*