->Arrow

i love your writing style.. this particular story was lyrical and poetic at the same time..
from the start to "Fraser wants", i felt like i was not just watching a movie in 3-D, but i was IN it. it's incredible.. how do you do that?

Ray is smiling shyly at him. Blue. His eyes are terrifyingly blue, the still, deep blue of a glacier in summer.
i can't say if this sentence is more beautiful or sweet or vivid... i just love it so very much!

Ray is holding out his hat like bait
oh man, i'd choose this image over a block of gold, any day of the week!

his long body stretched between Fraser's legs.
nude!cowboys are love. ♥

And then Ray is leaning over him, smelling of leather and musk. A soft press of lips against his, and then Ray pulls away.

i read so much love in the "leaning over him" and the "soft press of lips". that's no surprise. but i also read love in the way Ray pulls away. wow.. it's like i got the sense of lingering longing from this simple action just because of the event right before it (press of lips)..

thank you for sharing this beautiful story! it's a gem.. ♥