Together, Forever, Always	   Together, Forever, Always

 by Callie

  

 Author's website: http://www.geocities.com/callinuk

 Disclaimer: Due South and all of its characters belong to Alliance
Communications

 Author's Notes: 

 Story Notes: From Fraser and Ray's point of view

 This story is a sequel to: Stay 

 

 They were together, forever, always......... 

 "Hello Ray," Fraser called as he shut the apartment door, placing his
stetson and a large envelope on the hallway table. "I'm home." He sniffed
the air - it smelt wonderful, the aroma of home cooking filling the small
apartment. 

 "Hiya Ben," Ray called. "I'm in the kitchen." 

 Fraser leant up the door frame studying Ray as he moved around the
kitchen. He smiled to himself as he watched Ray chopping onions and
tomatoes placing them carefully in an already prepared bowl of salad.
Fraser noticed that Ray was still limping slightly as he moved to the oven
to check its contents. Although out of the heavy cast, his right arm was
still encased in a leather-type support strapping to help with the healing
process. 

 It had been just over a month since Ray had run to him, hurt and in pain,
having been involved in a traumatic experience where a young boy had been
left motherless during a senseless shooting in a mini-market. Ray, as
usual, had blamed himself turning his grief and misery inwards, tormenting
himself with might have beens. 

 Fraser had been glad that Ray had reached out towards him - it had been a
long process, but gradually he had coaxed Ray out of his dark depression.
And now thankfully he was beginning to see signs of the man he loved - his
Ray was slowly returning to him. 

 Fraser grinned to himself again - the tragedy had brought them together,
and they had shyly declared their love for each other. Fraser had a
feeling that he would never again be lonely. Although they cuddled up in
his bed each night, they had yet to take their love to the next level.
Fraser sensed that Ray wasn't ready, and he was content to just hold Ray
in his arms. He was startled out of his reverie by Ray's voice. 

 "Chicken a la Ray," Ray grinned up at Fraser as he closed the oven door.
"It won't be long." 

 "You don't have to cook," Fraser pulled Ray into an embrace. "We could
order take-out." 

 "You Benton Fraser. Healthy eating and calorific content," he teased.
"Wants to order take-out." Ray kissed Fraser gently before pulling back
looking up into his face. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief. "Ya been
around me too long." 

 Fraser smiled before kissing Ray back. "And I intend to stay around you
for a long time to come," he whispered. "But you really don't have to
cook." 

 "But I want too," Ray pulled out of his embrace heading back to the oven
to check on the rice that was bubbling in the saucepan. "Makes me feel
sorta.... sorta useful." 

 "Ray," Fraser scolded gently. "You don't have to feel useful." 

 "But I like cooking for you. For us," Ray turned waving the wooden spoon
at Fraser. "Please. Just let me cook. Let me feel like I'm doing something
for us." 

 "Alright," Fraser put his hands up in mock surrender. "You can cook." 

 "Greatness," Ray beamed. Moving forward, he kissed Fraser on the
forehead. "Now make yerself useful and set the table," he waved the spoon
at the dining table. "Cold drinks are in the refrigerator. And I'll serve
up." 

 "Yes sir," Fraser saluted, a teasing expression in his eyes. 

 Ray pulled a face before turning back to the oven. "Mounties," he mumbled
as he began to spoon the rice onto two plates. 

 Later as they were wrapped in each other's arms cuddled under the
blankets, Fraser lay awake watching Ray drift towards sleep. As usual, Ray
was curled up close to his body, his strapped arm laid possessively across
his stomach. Fraser couldn't help himself - he leaned over kissing Ray
softly on the forehead. Ray mumbled his name cuddling even closer, and
Fraser offered up a silent prayer relieved that the nightmares that had
initially haunted Ray had gradually begun to diminish as Ray slowly came
to terms with the events that had hurt him so badly. 

 "Ray," Fraser murmured shaking Ray slightly. "Are you asleep?" 

 "Yeah," Ray replied drowsily. "And so should all good little Mounties."
Fraser shifted slightly so he could turn on the lamp on the bedside table.
"Ben," Ray complained opening his eyes squinting at Fraser. "What's wrong?
Is the apartment on fire? Because if it aint, I'm going back to sleep." 

 Fraser grinned down at Ray. "I have a surprise for you, and I can't wait
until the morning to tell you." 

 "Ya know," Ray groaned as he turned onto his back. "It's a good thing
that I love ya. Because if it was anyone else, I woulda kicked `em in the
head by now." 

 Fraser grinned again leaning down and kissing Ray on the lips. "I love
you too," he murmured. 

 "So come on then," Ray smiled back as he hauled himself up into a sitting
position, cushioning a pillow behind his back. "Bring on the surprise." 

 Fraser shifted again fumbling around in the drawer of the bedside table
until his fingers touched the large envelope he had hidden earlier.
"Tada," he said with a smile thrusting the envelope at Ray. 

 "Wow," Ray teased. "Ya got me an envelope." 

 "Ray," Fraser pulled a face. 

 "OK. OK," Ray leaned over stealing a quick kiss which put a smile back on
Fraser's face. Pulling back, he tipped the contents of the envelope onto
the bed. Fraser held his breath as Ray carefully studied each of the
contents. 

 Ray glanced sideways at Fraser. "Yer kidding right?" 

 "No Ray," Fraser replied. "As you know I never kid. We are going to spend
a week in a beach-side cottage at Martha's Vineyard. I wanted to do
something nice for you." Fraser frowned, his voice sounding doubtful. He
bit at his lower lip nervously. "I thought you would be pleased." 

 "Oh Ben," Ray pulled Fraser towards him. "I am. It's wonderful. I don't
know what .... what to say," he hugged Fraser hard. "Thank you. It's
wonderful. Yer wonderful. I'm so lucky. God I love you," he babbled
grinning widely. 

 Fraser beamed as he returned the hug. "I love you too Ray." 

 Ray pulled back frowning. "Hey Martha's Vineyard is kinda expensive aint
it? Can we afford it? I mean I've got some savings we can use. But...." 

 "Ray," Fraser put his fingers over Ray's lips silencing him. "Don't worry
about the money. It's all paid for. I have some savings, and I used some
of it to pay for the vacation." 

 "But I can't let ya do that," Ray protested, pulling a face at Fraser. 

 "You can. And you will," Fraser said firmly. "You're worth it. We're
worth it." 

 Ray studied Fraser for a moment - he could see the unyielding set of his
jaw, the resolute look in the dark eyes, and he sensed that this was a
battle that Fraser was determined to win. "OK. OK. Ya win," Ray conceded.
"But just this time." 

 "Understood," Fraser smirked triumphantly drawing Ray close to him as
they eased themselves back down under the blankets, cuddling close to each
other.	

 The beach had long since emptied of the sunbathers, and the light was
dimming as the sun began to set. Ray looked back up the beach towards the
small cottage Fraser had rented for the week. Ray squinted - he could just
make out Fraser's silhouette; he was moving about the house as he tidied
up after their dinner, the light flickering as he passed by the candles
they had lit. 

 Ray turned his attention back to the ocean, looking out towards the
horizon, lost in his thoughts. Sitting on the edge of the water, he let
the small breakers wash over his bare legs. He frowned as he noticed the
long scar just under his left knee where the bullet had hit him. He
absently flexed the fingers of his injured arm as he rubbed at the scar
closing his eyes against the memories that tried to bombard his mind. He
gazed back towards the horizon to distract himself - after the heat of the
day, Ray was enjoying the coolness of the water, his cut-off jeans and
t-shirt already soaked with salty water, the sea breeze ruffling his
blonde spikes. Fraser had allowed him to take off his arm support, and he
swept his hands in half semi-circular movements through the water making
his own small waves. Ray smiled as his thoughts turned to Fraser. 

 Fraser who loved him, had rescued him from his misery, patiently
listening as he cried his heart out for the small boy who had lost his
mother. Fraser who held him at night, comforting him when nightmares
tormented his dreams. Fraser who never asked anything of him. Ray knew
that he owed Fraser everything, and he was determined to give the gentle,
loving man everything he was and more. 

 Ray loved Fraser with all of his heart, and sensed that he would never be
lonely again. And he had a feeling that Fraser felt the same about him. It
made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. 

 Ray knew that he would never forget the small boy, and he shivered
slightly as he recalled the blood. He cast a quick look downwards at his
hands before raising his eyes to the sky annoyed with himself. Drawing his
legs up, he rested his chin on his knees, as he wrapped his arms around
his shins. "Pull yerself together Kowalski," he scolded himself. "Time to
move on. Time to get yer life back on track," he grinned. "No yers and
Fraser's." Ray let his mind drift to happy thoughts of him and Fraser as
he wiggled his toes and feet in the water.  

 Fraser looked out of the window looking for Ray. He smiled to himself -
Ray was sitting on the edge of the ocean letting the breakers wash over
him. He was staring into the distance watching as the sun set over the
horizon, the oranges and yellows melting into the blueness of the ocean. 

 Fraser shed his jeans, quickly pulling on his swimming trunks and a
t-shirt. Closing the door behind him, Fraser jogged down to the water's
edge. The air was still warm, but the cool breeze felt good against his
skin. 

 Fraser sat down next to Ray nudging his shoulder. "Hello," he whispered.
"Mind if I join you?"
 "Nah," Ray glanced sideways smiling at Fraser nudging his shoulder back.
"Pull up a bit of sand." 

 Sitting down, Fraser entwined his fingers with Ray's, and they sat hand
in hand watching the ocean and the sunset in silence, as the waves gently
lapped over their legs. 

 "Penny for them?" Fraser nudged Ray's shoulder again. "Tell me what
you're thinking about." 

 "Oh ya know," Ray glanced sideways smiling. "Just stuff," he nudged
Fraser's shoulder back. "Just trying to kinda work it all out in my head."


 "Tell me," Fraser persisted squeezing Ray's hand. "Perhaps I can help." 

 Ray grinned. "Well. I'm thinking about you mainly with a little bit of
me. And then I'm thinking about us." 

 "Sounds good to me," Fraser grinned back. "Tell me more." 

 "Ben," Ray faced Fraser, his expression serious and anxious at the same
time. "What's gonna happen when we go back to Chicago? What are we gonna
do?" 

 "Well," Fraser cocked his head to one side. "I was rather hoping that a
certain Chicago detective was going to offer a homeless Mountie and his
deaf wolf a home." 

 "You were huh?" Ray cocked his head to one side, mimicking Fraser's
action. 

 Fraser nodded as he pulled Ray into his arms. "I love you Ray," he
murmured as he stroked his hand over Ray's face. "I want to be with you.
And I need you like I have never needed anyone before. Everything else is
just not important." 

 "Oh Ben," Ray leant forward claiming Fraser's lips in a tender kiss. "I
love ya too. Don't ever leave me. And you and Dief have a home with me for
as long as you want." 

 "Is forever too long?" Fraser teased. 

 "Nah," Ray grinned. "I can so do that." 

 "Good. That's settled then," Fraser murmured as he pushed Ray onto his
back returning the kiss with a passion he thought he had forgotten. Fraser
rolled on top of Ray claiming his lips hungrily as he stroked his hands
down the sides of Ray's face. Ray wrapped his arms around Fraser moaning
softly in the back of his throat as Fraser pushed his tongue into his
mouth exploring. Their tongues met, and they licked and sucked at each
other as they rolled in the shallow water, their hands caressing each
other gently. The wet sand beneath them shifted as they moved, the
indentations of their bodies disappearing as they next wave washed over
them, rushing towards the end of their journey amongst the sand, rocks and
shells of the beach. The sound of the ocean surrounded Fraser and Ray as
they moved against one another in a gentle rhythm that matched the eddy
and fall of the waves that encircled them. 

 Lost in their passion for each other, neither man noticed that the tide
was slowly turning. The small breakers had turned into bigger waves which
surged towards the beach, the white frothy spray splashing over Ray and
Fraser as they kissed, touched and thrust against one another. 

 A large wave built up and crashed its way towards the beach. Ray went
under the water first, rapidly followed by Fraser. Coughing, Fraser pulled
a spluttering Ray from under the waves. Fraser hauled Ray to his feet, and
they ran up the beach a little way before collapsing to their knees
breathless. 

 They looked at each other and burst out laughing as they took in the
bedraggled appearance of the other. "It always looked so romantic in the
movies," Fraser laughed as he pushed Ray's soaking wet hair away from his
eyes. 

 Ray giggled as he returned the favour with Fraser's hair. Fraser pulled
him close claiming his lips again in a kiss. Ray leaned into the kiss
wrapping his arms around Fraser massaging his hands up and down his back. 

 "OK," Ray reluctantly pulled away, nearly laughing at the disappointed
look on Fraser's face. "I'm done with sand and the ocean for today. Let's
take this party somewhere else." 

 "Like our nice big bed?" Fraser asked hopefully. 

 "Oh yeah," Ray breathed as he pulled Fraser to his feet. They tried to
hurry back to the cottage, but kept stumbling and tripping as their bare
feet sank into the soft deep sand. They giggled as they half carried one
another back to the cottage.  

 Fraser pulled Ray out of the shower into his arms. Leaning forward, he
wrapped his arms around Ray showering small kisses all over Ray's face.
Moving down, he licked at the water droplets nestled in Ray's shoulder
blades. Ray sighed in appreciation as he rubbed himself against Fraser's
damp skin. Ray pulled back looking up at Fraser. "Haven't been much of a
lover, have I?" he caressed his hand down Fraser's face gently. "Making ya
wait." 

 "Ray," Fraser murmured. "It wasn't important. You were with me. And
that's all that was important to me." 

 "Well," Ray kissed Fraser gently on the forehead. "I am so gonna make it
up to ya," he whispered, his hot breath dancing across Fraser's skin. He
swiped his tongue up Fraser's neck to the base of his ear. Fraser groaned
in enjoyment as he exposed his neck encouraging Ray to lick and suck at
the tendons. 

 "Ray," Fraser murmured as he claimed Ray's lips in a slow languorous
kiss. With a grin, Ray took hold of Fraser's arms dancing them slowly
towards the bedroom, their lips still joined in the kiss, their hands
exploring the other's skin and body. 

 Breathless they pulled apart. Still enfolded in each other's arms, they
stared at one another, seeing the desire that was reflected in the other's
eyes. With a small smile, Fraser climbed onto the bed opening his arms
towards Ray. Ray smiled back as he moved eagerly into Fraser's waiting
arms. 

 They lay on their sides facing each other drinking in the sight of the
other's nakedness. Fraser began to run his finger idly along Ray's
shoulder, down his arm to his waist, tracing a path over his hip, thighs
and legs. "You are so beautiful," he murmured as he traced his finger back
up along Ray's body. "You were worth the wait." 

 "Oh God," Ray sighed giddy with arousal. He leaned forward claiming
Fraser's mouth as he ran his own hand up and down Fraser's muscled body.
"I am so lucky to have ya." He moved his hand to Fraser's groin, rubbing
at the hardness. Taking Fraser's penis in his hand, he squeezed gently as
he ran his thumb over the slit already leaking with pre-cum. Fraser
groaned in ecstasy as he bucked forwards into Ray's hand. "Like that?" Ray
teased as he captured Fraser's lips once again in a kiss. 

 Fraser nodded before shifting slightly. He moved his hand downwards,
lightly running his fingers over Ray's erection eliciting a loud moan as
Ray thrust his tongue into his mouth. "Like that?" he teased as he pulled
back from the kiss. 

 They grinned at each other happily before joining their lips in another
kiss, their need and desire seeming to overwhelm both men. Rocking their
hips against each other, they kissed long, deep and hard, their hands
jerking their cocks in tandem. Fraser released Ray's cock and lips smiling
at the small whimper that Ray made at the loss. He hauled himself up
straddling Ray's legs. Fraser smiled at Ray as he dived down for a kiss,
biting and sucking at Ray's lips. 

 Ray bucked upwards, his body arching as it left the bed. Both men groaned
as their cocks touched. Hard, and wet with pre-cum, they slid against the
other easily building up a friction that had both men groaning with desire
and passion. They rubbed and bucked against each other, their hips
gyrating in a slow rhythm, as their passion built to a crescendo, their
names whispered in love and affection. 

 "Come for me," Fraser whispered into Ray's ear, his hand squeezing Ray's
cock hard. "Let me see you come." 

 The request finished Ray off. "Ben," he squeezed his eyes shut arching
his body off the bed as he felt his penis throb over and over as his semen
pumped between their sweat sheened bodies. With a last thrust upwards, Ray
sunk into the bed breathing hard, his climax having overtaken him. He
opened one eye grinning up at Fraser. "Yer turn," he shifted rubbing his
thigh against Fraser's penis. 

 Fraser groaned loudly as he began to pump his cock against Ray's damp and
flushed skin. Ray was whispering to him, as he rubbed his hands up and
down his back. Cool hands touched his ass, and a finger stroked over his
opening. Fraser pumped harder as a wetted finger entered him. Fraser felt
himself falling towards his orgasm as his balls lifted from his body. He
cried out Ray's name as he came hard and long, his cock shooting his seed
and mixing with Ray's on their stomachs, thighs and legs. 

 As his orgasm abated, Fraser slumped down on Ray breathing hard as Ray
scattered soft kisses all over his face. Catching his breath, Fraser
shifted them both until they were facing each other again. Grabbing a
discarded t-shirt, he wiped them clean before wrapping his arms and legs
around Ray. 

 "Mmmm," Ray murmured sleepily. "Love ya." 

 "Love you too," Fraser replied smiling as he kissed Ray's forehead. Ray
shifted cuddling closer. 

 They lay in contented silence, their legs and arms entwined, luxuriating
in the afterglow of their love making, savouring the warmth and security
they felt with one another, the sounds of the ocean lulling them towards
sleep. Together, Forever, Always........ 

 THE END 

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