Happy Valentine's Day!
Feb. 14th, 2006 06:26 amSo, they say today is about romance. I say, today should be about all kinds of love, and today, I am sending my love to
aneli8, who asked me a few weeks ago:
"Write me porn for my birthday?"
"Your birthday's in August."
"Christmas?"
"We just had Christmas."
"Write me porn for Valentine's Day, woman."
I wrote her porn for Valentine's Day.
Title: "In Which Ray Should Thank Frannie, But Never Does"
Fandom: due South
Pairing: F/K
Rating: Sex
Length: 3900 words
Author's Notes: with huge thanks to
bohemian__storm and
shihadchick for the lightning speed betas. You ladies RULE. This is just a bit of fun on Valentine's Day. The title comes from the fact that I really suck at titles. ETA: Forgot to mention that this is also kind of in response to
lilac_one's drabble request: "Ray's t-shirt covered belly. And Fraser." Well, I may have overdone it a bit...
To my dearest Anna, without whom my life would sucketh too muchly to contemplate, I give my words of dirty, and hope that today finds her in higher spirits (and closer to returning to her Computer of Own, my poor dear).
I love you.
( In Which Ray Should Thank Frannie, But Never Does. )
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"Write me porn for my birthday?"
"Your birthday's in August."
"Christmas?"
"We just had Christmas."
"Write me porn for Valentine's Day, woman."
I wrote her porn for Valentine's Day.
Title: "In Which Ray Should Thank Frannie, But Never Does"
Fandom: due South
Pairing: F/K
Rating: Sex
Length: 3900 words
Author's Notes: with huge thanks to
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To my dearest Anna, without whom my life would sucketh too muchly to contemplate, I give my words of dirty, and hope that today finds her in higher spirits (and closer to returning to her Computer of Own, my poor dear).
I love you.
( In Which Ray Should Thank Frannie, But Never Does. )