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girlofpreyI've been feeling a bit down for the past few days. I'm only just starting to realise this might be a combination of tiredness, Deadwood and Chuck Palahnuik. Lullaby ends quite painfully, by the way. Which is a shame, because it was beautiful and terrible like a falling star in the middle, but it's the only way Palahnuik ever ends his books, I suppose.
Anyway. I wrote fic. Inspired by a request in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jekesta's anonymous fic request thing which I've been beating myself over the head for not writing. For whoever requested it, if they're reading.
He pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw.
"Maybe we should talk about this," Niles said suddenly, pulling away and squirming slightly.
Frasier raised himself up on his hands and looked down at his suddenly nervous brother.
"Don't you think we've talked about it enough?" he said. "More than enough? You're not still worried about the possible narcissistic implications are you?"
"No."
"Or the possibility of residual Oedipal feelings?"
"Trust me, I do not want to sleep with dad."
"Well then, what is it? Niles, we've talked about it and talked about it, and our feelings haven't changed. We agreed that in such cases it was perfectly healthy for two consenting adults to...indulge themselves."
Niles raised himself on his own elbows.
"Does this not seem at all wrong to you?" he asked, staring at him with clear, straight blue eyes.
Frasier sighed, and rested his weight on one side.
"Niles," he said. "As I say, we've talked about this. No, it's not usual - but we can't help the feelings we have. We both have. We'd be fools to try to repress them - we both know how that ends up. And since we both feel the same way...and neither of us has any strong personal objection to acting on them - " He shot a keen, searching glance at Niles', who turned away. " - Or said we didn't...then there's no real reason why we shouldn't do it."
Niles didn't look back at him. Frasier sighed again.
"Are you worried about it warping your view of relationships with other people?"
Staring at the brown silk curtains, thinking of only one person, Niles said, "No."
"What then?"
"What about our relationship?"
"Oh, frankly Niles I'd say any relationship between two brothers where they want to have sex with each other was as warped as it was ever going to get."
Niles didn't reply, didn't look round.
"Are you worried about people finding out?"
"No. Well, yes, but not that worried. Though I'm sure Maris and her lawyers would have a field day with it." Still staring at the curtains.
Frasier looked at the tense, straight line of his brother's neck.
"Are you worried about the fact that you aren't more worried about it?"
Niles' jaw muscles flickered. He sighed, and let some of the tension go out of his shoulders.
Frasier watched. And then drew a hand, slowly, up Niles' side.
He pressed another kiss to the suddenly clenching jaw as Niles clutched his wrist - not in a bad sort of a way.
"I'll make you Eggs Benedict in the morning," he promised.
I should really be posting it anonymously over there, but I doubt people are still checking it. So. Frasier incest! Ta-da!
Anyway. I wrote fic. Inspired by a request in
jekesta's anonymous fic request thing which I've been beating myself over the head for not writing. For whoever requested it, if they're reading.He pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw.
"Maybe we should talk about this," Niles said suddenly, pulling away and squirming slightly.
Frasier raised himself up on his hands and looked down at his suddenly nervous brother.
"Don't you think we've talked about it enough?" he said. "More than enough? You're not still worried about the possible narcissistic implications are you?"
"No."
"Or the possibility of residual Oedipal feelings?"
"Trust me, I do not want to sleep with dad."
"Well then, what is it? Niles, we've talked about it and talked about it, and our feelings haven't changed. We agreed that in such cases it was perfectly healthy for two consenting adults to...indulge themselves."
Niles raised himself on his own elbows.
"Does this not seem at all wrong to you?" he asked, staring at him with clear, straight blue eyes.
Frasier sighed, and rested his weight on one side.
"Niles," he said. "As I say, we've talked about this. No, it's not usual - but we can't help the feelings we have. We both have. We'd be fools to try to repress them - we both know how that ends up. And since we both feel the same way...and neither of us has any strong personal objection to acting on them - " He shot a keen, searching glance at Niles', who turned away. " - Or said we didn't...then there's no real reason why we shouldn't do it."
Niles didn't look back at him. Frasier sighed again.
"Are you worried about it warping your view of relationships with other people?"
Staring at the brown silk curtains, thinking of only one person, Niles said, "No."
"What then?"
"What about our relationship?"
"Oh, frankly Niles I'd say any relationship between two brothers where they want to have sex with each other was as warped as it was ever going to get."
Niles didn't reply, didn't look round.
"Are you worried about people finding out?"
"No. Well, yes, but not that worried. Though I'm sure Maris and her lawyers would have a field day with it." Still staring at the curtains.
Frasier looked at the tense, straight line of his brother's neck.
"Are you worried about the fact that you aren't more worried about it?"
Niles' jaw muscles flickered. He sighed, and let some of the tension go out of his shoulders.
Frasier watched. And then drew a hand, slowly, up Niles' side.
He pressed another kiss to the suddenly clenching jaw as Niles clutched his wrist - not in a bad sort of a way.
"I'll make you Eggs Benedict in the morning," he promised.
I should really be posting it anonymously over there, but I doubt people are still checking it. So. Frasier incest! Ta-da!
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Date: 2006-09-27 10:10 pm (UTC)You're not still worried about the possible narcissistic implications are you? Teehee! Oh, god, this is so pretty. Did I mention the pretty? It is. So very much.
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Date: 2006-09-28 09:30 pm (UTC)accusingsuggesting Nerdcakes. I know she's talked about it before. But then I just thought she'd enjoy it if no-one else did, and posted anyway.I got Guy-in-handcuffs fic. Shhhh.