It's not that Ray's heart is in the wrong place, it's that with his eyes shut and the distance and angle all wrong one thing leads to another and their noses bump together before Fraser, catching on, corrects him, his free hand - the one not doing all the work in keeping his back off the ground and therefore preserving the relatively neutral territory of semi-uprightness - settling against Ray's jaw instead.
At least for the first time he kisses with the absolute nature of his being--it's polite, compromising, gentle. It lingers where Ray lingers and offers when he asks, and it's probably dumb, he thinks distantly, so much that burbled words of agreement make it as far as the shape of a syllable before he banishes them away.
It's probably better that he doesn't get to talk, come to think of it. Better for everyone involved. Or at least he thinks so. Shifting the effort to his shoulder he gains five degrees of height, enough to turn light and lingering into something that demands reciprocation. It's by no means crushing, but urgent; a kiss from a man who, by years of experience, usually resolves matters in such a way as he gets his man. This time literally. ]
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It's not that Ray's heart is in the wrong place, it's that with his eyes shut and the distance and angle all wrong one thing leads to another and their noses bump together before Fraser, catching on, corrects him, his free hand - the one not doing all the work in keeping his back off the ground and therefore preserving the relatively neutral territory of semi-uprightness - settling against Ray's jaw instead.
At least for the first time he kisses with the absolute nature of his being--it's polite, compromising, gentle. It lingers where Ray lingers and offers when he asks, and it's probably dumb, he thinks distantly, so much that burbled words of agreement make it as far as the shape of a syllable before he banishes them away.
It's probably better that he doesn't get to talk, come to think of it. Better for everyone involved. Or at least he thinks so. Shifting the effort to his shoulder he gains five degrees of height, enough to turn light and lingering into something that demands reciprocation. It's by no means crushing, but urgent; a kiss from a man who, by years of experience, usually resolves matters in such a way as he gets his man. This time literally. ]