[ And in that, at least, he's not shy. Fraser knows how to lose himself in a kiss, knows how to pour his whole heart into it once he reaches that point, knows how to forget the world exists and fall into that one moment. He angles deeper into the kiss, receptive and demanding as Ray is receptive and demanding, tongue clashing against Ray's, inviting him to deepen the kiss further.
He'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it; they wouldn't be where they were if he hadn't thought about it. But these sorts of feelings were among the myriad things Benton restrained himself from expressing, so that when at last they were sprung free there was a certain energy, a discernible change in the atmosphere that even Ray had managed to pick up on. His hand smoothed flat against Ray's neck, fingertips against the pulse at the base of his skull. He could feel Ray's pulse racing, but where he'd hoped that it might ground him to reality it did much the opposite instead; his head span. ]
Ray. [ It was breathless, a warning, a muttered something panted into the space between kisses. But even as the word reached his own ears he worried it might spook his partner, send him backing away. This was usually the time in the kiss, after all, where someone interrupted, and he didn't much want to be the responsible party just because his ability to stay upright was rapidly becoming the opposite. Urgently he tightened his grip, determined not to let go, even as exerted muscle trembled under Ray's hand. ]
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He'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it; they wouldn't be where they were if he hadn't thought about it. But these sorts of feelings were among the myriad things Benton restrained himself from expressing, so that when at last they were sprung free there was a certain energy, a discernible change in the atmosphere that even Ray had managed to pick up on. His hand smoothed flat against Ray's neck, fingertips against the pulse at the base of his skull. He could feel Ray's pulse racing, but where he'd hoped that it might ground him to reality it did much the opposite instead; his head span. ]
Ray. [ It was breathless, a warning, a muttered something panted into the space between kisses. But even as the word reached his own ears he worried it might spook his partner, send him backing away. This was usually the time in the kiss, after all, where someone interrupted, and he didn't much want to be the responsible party just because his ability to stay upright was rapidly becoming the opposite. Urgently he tightened his grip, determined not to let go, even as exerted muscle trembled under Ray's hand. ]