The Chase Is On  

 Greetings everyone! 

 Well my term paper was pushed aside and I typed up my contribution to the
trend I seem to have started. This was not written as a part of this
thread though, it was written before Mrs. Fish took up my challenge of
writing a sequel to Achtung Baby. But I think it is sort of fitting. It's
a stupid ending, but I wasn't sure how to end it, nor what to call it, so
those were thrown in at the last minute 

 Disclaimers: They aren't mine. They are Alliance's. I was nice to them,
gave them chocolate, they followed me home. I sent them back though. :)
Please don't sue me, I am a very nice well-meaning student with no money.
Thank you and enjoy :) 

 Rating: R for m/m stuff, I think this would be a PWP, and I get right to
the point (no pun intended) right away, no silly little plot stuff in the
way. :) 

 "The Chase Is On" 

 by: TAWI 

 November 9, 1996 

 chealy@PO-Box.McGill.CA 

 "I can't wait, Ray." 

 Benton Fraser breathed into Ray Vecchio's ear. "I can't." 

 "Well I can't do anything about it *now*, Benny! I have to watch the
road." 

 "But, Ray, this is *very* important. I'm desperate." 

 "Fraser, we are in the middle of a car chase here!" 

 "I have to do this, Ray, it can't wait." 

 "Do what?" There was a sort of alarm in the detectives voice as he looked
over at his friend for a brief second and the light dawned on him. Fraser
had slid both his hands down between his legs, rubbing them against his
quickly growing erection. *Oh, man, not now*, Ray thought to himself. He
couldn't believe the way Fraser was acting, especially when they were
pursuing a wanted criminal. "Fraser..." 

 "Watch me, Ray," Fraser whispered huskily as he unzipped his jeans. He
was glad he wasn't wearing his dress uniform, those pants were difficult
to get into in a hurry. 

 Ray let out an exasperated sigh. "Benny, I *can't* do that! Control
yourself!" Ray wasn't sure if he was angry because of Fraser's lack of
sense or because he was becoming aroused as well. "We're on the job! Get a
grip, will you?" 

 "If you insist, Ray." Fraser freed his cock from his jeans and closed one
hand around it. 

 "No! No! That's not what I meant! Argh! Fraser!!" Ray swerved into
traffic, and swore. He almost lost the suspect he was trailing. 

 "I can't help it, Ray. It's too strong, I have to attend to this. Watch
me, Ray. You always said you wanted to. I want you to watch me, Ray." The
Mountie was breathing hard as he stroked his cock with one hand and
fondled his balls with the other. He moaned and stretched out his legs. He
was glad that the Riv had lots of leg room. 

 "Fraser, I can't watch you and watch the car in front of us! I am on the
job here! And *you* are supposed to be helping me - not helping yourself!"


 "Then talk to me, Ray." 

 "Talk to you?" Ray swore again as the suspect did a U-turn and doubled
back waving to the cop as he sped by. "Fraser, what the hell do you want
me to say? I almost lost that stupid guy in the BMW because you are
distracting me! Are you on *his* side or something? He's an escaped
convict, he almost got away, and you want me to talk to you!" Ray was
bewildered, this was not a good day. 

 "Talk dirty to me. Tell me what you want to do to me." 

 "I want to throw you out of the car for acting like a fool," Ray cried
out angrily as he tried to ignore the tempting sight beside him. Out of
the corner of his eye Ray could see that Fraser was still slowly stroking
his erection. *God, that man has control* Fraser was right, Ray did want
to watch him, the through thoroughly aroused him. But now was just not the
time. What was he supposed to do? Pull over and let that criminal get
away? 

 "Oh, God, Ray!" Ben gasped as he gripped his aching desire firmly and
began to pump his hand up and down. 

 "Fraser, *please* don't do this!" There was a desperation in the cop's
voice as he pleaded with his best friend. "Do you know how much trouble
we'll get into for this? How do I explain losing a wanted criminal to
Welsh, huh? How? 'Gee, sorry, Sir, but you see I was distracted by Fraser.
Why, Sir? Well he decided to jerk off as we were pursuing said criminal.
Yes, Sir, I'll have my desk cleaned out in 5 minutes.' I'm sorry, Benny,
that just won't do!" 

 Ray thought if he just kept babbling like that he would be able to drown
out the moans and gasps emitting from the man beside him. Of course it
wasn't working and all Ray could really think about was the idea of
pulling over and... 

 "I want to feel your tongue, Ray," Fraser cried out as he thrust his hips
off the seat. Ray looked over at his gyrating friend and shook his head,
trying to think straight. Ben's eyes were shut tight and his tongue kept
wetting those inviting lips of his. Everything he said was through
clenched teeth, Ray could tell by his facial expression that Fraser was
doing the best he could to prolong his pleasure. Remarkable control, Ray
was even slightly jealous. "I want to feel you licking my long, hard,
cock. Slow, long licks up and down, up and down, up and uhhnnnn..." 

 Ray turned up the radio and turned on the air-conditioning. For the
middle of winter is certainly was very hot in the car. He was more than
aroused now, his pants were uncomfortably tight, and still he managed to
keep following the car in front of them. Only now he prayed that it would
be a while before they actually caught the suspect. "Fraser, " he started
to say. Boy his voice sounded far away and strained. 

 "Ohhh, yesss, Ray. I want you to suck me, Ray. Oh, God..." Fraser
increased the rhythm of his hands. "Let me thrust into your warm, hot
mouth, Ray." He then began to chant Ray's name over and over in-between
gasps and moans as he began to thrust faster. 

 Ray was certain that he was going to lose it, he could no longer see
straight, let alone think. He tried to keep one eye on the suspect and at
the same time watch his lover's motions. "Benny, I can't take this
anymore. Hurry up," the Italian growled as he shifted his seat belt with
one hand so that he could rub is own desire against it in desperation.
Only it wasn't enough. 

 Soon the Mountie's gaps and moans became louder and more jumbled as he
began his climax. "Oh, Ray! Yes, I need it, now, Ray! Touch me, Ray! Oh,
oh, oh!" Fraser held his breath then finally let out an anguished cry of
release. 

 "Thank God," Ray sighed as he brushed away the line of sweat from his
upper lip. He tried to slow down his breathing in sync with Fraser's but
he couldn't. 

 "Thank you kindly, Ray," Fraser panted, his face flushed. 

 "I didn't do anything, Benny," the cop growled through clenched teeth. 

 "Ah, but you were my inspiration." Ray huffed, if he didn't love that
Mountie so much, he would have to hate him. Fraser got a mischievous gleam
in is eyes. "Shall I inspire you now, Ray? You look as though you could
use some intense inspiration." He undid the seat belt and began to unzip
his lover's pants. 

 "I would love to say no, Benny, but I can't. And it's all your fault."
Ben giggled as he slid his hand inside the detectives pants. "Suddenly, I
couldn't care..oohh that feels good...er...I couldn't care less about that
suspect. And Benny?" 

 "Yes, Ray?" Fraser smiled as Ray drew in a sharp breath as he gave the
cop's cock a teasing squeeze. 

 "That is the last time, I let you check out the cable channels at my
house before..oh keep that pace.. oh God Benny....before we have to go to
work." All of a sudden a wave of desire rushed upon the cop and he
climaxed with a cry of "Benny!" 

 Once the cop's breathing had slowed Ben whispered, "That wasn't a cable
station I was watching, Ray. That was our video." 

 "Really?" 

 "Yes, Ray." 

 THE END 

 Silly little ending, I know :) 

 TAWI 0};~) smile The Innocently Evil Twin who remembered to spell her
name right this time (vbg) 

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