[ Unlike Ray lost in frustrated lust, or Stanley smug with his own superiority, Fraser was measured serenity. He was completely focused, as though he were simply attending another interrogation, and while there was a slight flush to his cheeks, he'd looked more worn out after running up twenty-four flights of stairs (i.e. not even remotely, but maybe breathing a little harder than usual.)
Fraser tightened his arms slightly; he was very happy with his position, very happy with Ray shuddering against his chest, and very happy with the affirmation he got from his partner. Good job, flashed Ray's expression, and Fraser had to fight down the urge to respond into something more reasonable, his eyes flashing downward then back up. They were both of them open wide in front of him, all bruises and bare skin, and he was given the ability to watch, drinking it all in as his partner slid Ray's trousers down past his hips, baring him to the open air, baring his ass to Fraser's still uniform-clad hips, and he shuddered, rocking upward despite himself, even before he heard Stanley's mocking remark.
If they'd expected him to be unsure, or offended, by the hushed words whispered so cruelly against Ray Vecchio's ear, they'd be waiting for a long time. He was aroused, positively glowing with anticipation, and he didn't need any of his partner's reassurance that it was okay - just play along. Instead he concentrated on Ray's erection, free to his hands now, squeezing it gently in reassurance before beginning to touch a little more reverently; tenderly.
He loved them, both of them. All of this was...unprecedented, unprepared for; but here they were none the less, and Fraser was the kind of man who adjusted very quickly to even the most unlikely scenarios. He was always ready with a ripost, and this was no different. Besides, it was just another expression of love--that was something he could do without hesitation, without even thinking twice about the details or complicating things with what it meant. It just was.
His lips brushed against Ray's throat, working up toward his ear, but his eyes were on Stanley as he worked down, anticipation curling in his stomach. He had to choke down his own surprise when the attentive mouth on Ray's nipple turned to teeth, holding tighter to the body against him as his former partner bucked and yelled in pain. ]
Easy, Ray. [ Murmured against Ray's ear, though his eyes were on Kowalski. Who knew which one he was speaking to. ] Take it easy.
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Fraser tightened his arms slightly; he was very happy with his position, very happy with Ray shuddering against his chest, and very happy with the affirmation he got from his partner. Good job, flashed Ray's expression, and Fraser had to fight down the urge to respond into something more reasonable, his eyes flashing downward then back up. They were both of them open wide in front of him, all bruises and bare skin, and he was given the ability to watch, drinking it all in as his partner slid Ray's trousers down past his hips, baring him to the open air, baring his ass to Fraser's still uniform-clad hips, and he shuddered, rocking upward despite himself, even before he heard Stanley's mocking remark.
If they'd expected him to be unsure, or offended, by the hushed words whispered so cruelly against Ray Vecchio's ear, they'd be waiting for a long time. He was aroused, positively glowing with anticipation, and he didn't need any of his partner's reassurance that it was okay - just play along. Instead he concentrated on Ray's erection, free to his hands now, squeezing it gently in reassurance before beginning to touch a little more reverently; tenderly.
He loved them, both of them. All of this was...unprecedented, unprepared for; but here they were none the less, and Fraser was the kind of man who adjusted very quickly to even the most unlikely scenarios. He was always ready with a ripost, and this was no different. Besides, it was just another expression of love--that was something he could do without hesitation, without even thinking twice about the details or complicating things with what it meant. It just was.
His lips brushed against Ray's throat, working up toward his ear, but his eyes were on Stanley as he worked down, anticipation curling in his stomach. He had to choke down his own surprise when the attentive mouth on Ray's nipple turned to teeth, holding tighter to the body against him as his former partner bucked and yelled in pain. ]
Easy, Ray. [ Murmured against Ray's ear, though his eyes were on Kowalski. Who knew which one he was speaking to. ] Take it easy.