[ No, waiting isn't easy for Ray at all. Benton on the other hand could stretch this moment out into an eternity. But he could do it without actually taking forever, compress those minutes into seconds, get everything he needed out of the moment. He needed it to be Ray, for Ray to actually be present, to acknowledge his own presence too, and his feelings now that the dam had been released, emotion spilling free across the ancient, dried up riverbed that was Benton Fraser.
It took mere seconds for him to find himself, and Ray's whining and squirming solidified it. Genuine amusement reached his eyes. ]
You know, Ray. [ Breaking his vow of silence. ] You really should learn to hold still.
[ It was foreshadowing. Here came the fight at last, the surge of strength that sent Ray over onto his back in the blankets instead, with Fraser looming over him, hand still on his chest. The second hand joined the first, reaching along Ray's forearms for his wrists, seeking them out so that he could pinion his weight against him. The full length of his chest and hips crushed against the slighter man, but the noises weren't gone just because the wind had changed. It was an intense feeling, and Fraser wasn't above it - he was a Mountie, not inhuman - huffing a hot breath against Ray's collarbone, then his ear, not resisting the soft groan of pleasure that rose in his throat as he rolled his hips. ]
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It took mere seconds for him to find himself, and Ray's whining and squirming solidified it. Genuine amusement reached his eyes. ]
You know, Ray. [ Breaking his vow of silence. ] You really should learn to hold still.
[ It was foreshadowing. Here came the fight at last, the surge of strength that sent Ray over onto his back in the blankets instead, with Fraser looming over him, hand still on his chest. The second hand joined the first, reaching along Ray's forearms for his wrists, seeking them out so that he could pinion his weight against him. The full length of his chest and hips crushed against the slighter man, but the noises weren't gone just because the wind had changed. It was an intense feeling, and Fraser wasn't above it - he was a Mountie, not inhuman - huffing a hot breath against Ray's collarbone, then his ear, not resisting the soft groan of pleasure that rose in his throat as he rolled his hips. ]