[With both his hands occupied, Stanley distantly realises he left himself open for attack. He'd expected retaliation, of course, especially after his little display of smugness at his Mountie, and he'd certainly not expected Vecchio to drop to his knees and willingly join in, he just also realises he's pretty stupid to have no form of fighting back.
Vecchio's quick, but Kowalski already knew that, the hair tug and the mouth enough to have him growling out a low noise of complaint as his view is forced upwards and his neck's exposed. There's a brief moment where his apple bobs as he tries to swallow despite the angle, and then his minds kicking him into gear to try and retaliate.
By the time he tries to lift that hand from Fraser's hair, Ray's already on it, wrapping around and keeping a painfully firm grip in place, and Stanley's other hand is still in the clutches of an apparently clueless Mountie. Or maybe he's not clueless. These two fighting out is what all this was originally about, after all, so surely Fraser expects it again, even if he is proving to be a somewhat unintentional anchor.
Everything that follows seems to happen far too quickly and yet somehow far far too slowly; the teeth at his jawline biting down hard enough that he's half expecting Ray to take a chunk out of him, a ridiculous comparison to the careful nibble and suck on the sensitive skin at the fold of his arm that Fraser was occupied with. And then. Then the teasing brush of fingers as they trail along his waistband, against his zipper and far too close to growing arousal.
He feels like his knees are going to buckle out from under him, but he keeps the wall for support, dropping less than an inch before his knees lock out and he stays where he is.]
Ngghhaah, Fr-- Ben!
[He tugs at the arm his partner is sucking on, instincts still calling for him to try and fight Vecchio off as he sinks his teeth in, but with little other way to try and retaliate, Stan goes for a tried and tested method of kicking. Or kneeing, awkwardly bringing up a bony knee to try and catch Ray in the leg, or the hip, or if he's really lucky, the balls. Just anything to try and ward him off or at least try and alert his partner to the fact he's got a fucking vampire on him.]
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Vecchio's quick, but Kowalski already knew that, the hair tug and the mouth enough to have him growling out a low noise of complaint as his view is forced upwards and his neck's exposed. There's a brief moment where his apple bobs as he tries to swallow despite the angle, and then his minds kicking him into gear to try and retaliate.
By the time he tries to lift that hand from Fraser's hair, Ray's already on it, wrapping around and keeping a painfully firm grip in place, and Stanley's other hand is still in the clutches of an apparently clueless Mountie. Or maybe he's not clueless. These two fighting out is what all this was originally about, after all, so surely Fraser expects it again, even if he is proving to be a somewhat unintentional anchor.
Everything that follows seems to happen far too quickly and yet somehow far far too slowly; the teeth at his jawline biting down hard enough that he's half expecting Ray to take a chunk out of him, a ridiculous comparison to the careful nibble and suck on the sensitive skin at the fold of his arm that Fraser was occupied with. And then. Then the teasing brush of fingers as they trail along his waistband, against his zipper and far too close to growing arousal.
He feels like his knees are going to buckle out from under him, but he keeps the wall for support, dropping less than an inch before his knees lock out and he stays where he is.]
Ngghhaah, Fr-- Ben!
[He tugs at the arm his partner is sucking on, instincts still calling for him to try and fight Vecchio off as he sinks his teeth in, but with little other way to try and retaliate, Stan goes for a tried and tested method of kicking. Or kneeing, awkwardly bringing up a bony knee to try and catch Ray in the leg, or the hip, or if he's really lucky, the balls. Just anything to try and ward him off or at least try and alert his partner to the fact he's got a fucking vampire on him.]