[It was obvious enough that the concern for the bridal suites security had been somewhat of a fabrication, something which Ray can only assume is down to the alcohol, because Fraser lying on a normal day would have caused the universe to implode by now. There's been a lot of that today, come to think of it; those little pushes past boundaries that weren't usually seen from the Mountie, and Ray's not entirely sure whether it was his influence or the alcohols. Or maybe both.
This breaking in is yet another to add to that growing list of Fraser's misbehaving, Ray standing by to watch his partner easily manipulate the lock like he'd done it a million times before. Of course Fraser knew how to do it, he knew how to do everything. This time it was Ray's turn to keep watch, glancing back and forth in the short time it took and then slipping in as the door pushes open.
He tries to steer them in past the door at least to try and get that shut behind them, even as Fraser looks at him with an eager sort of desperation, and even as his bow tie loosens up. Tempting as it is to lean straight back in and continue where they left off, Ray takes the hint of those hands at his face and holds back, staring back with an impatience that might just have flickered with guilt as Fraser speaks.]
Look, buddy, I don't really do this. I mean, uh, this. [His gaze dropping thoughtfully for just a second as if such a break in staring will somehow help him find the words. Apparently it's successful enough to have him looking back seconds later.]
I don't dig dicks, is, is what I'm sayin'. Any kinda dicks. Big dicks. Small dicks. All dicks. Sure I seen a few in my time, y'know, streakers, changin' rooms, peein' in the can, but uh, I'm not lookin' for them. Guys aren't my thing. Chicks are where it's at, soft skin and the swell of their tits and and, well you get the idea.
[This isn't sounding right. This is sounding like a decline and Ray's not trying for that. Perhaps if he just slides his arms around Fraser's waist and...]
I love chicks, Fraser. But uh, I think I might also love you. I mean I think about ya all the time and if I got a chance to spend time with a chick or you, it's gonna be you. Heh. Y'know when we got back to Chicago I couldn't sleep? I missed havin' you around, missed not havin' you close by when I was sleepin', I even missed Dief's snoring. Just being in that apartment alone kinda freaked me out, to think that was all I had to look forward to in Chicago. Chicago's home but I uh, I guess it's not so great without you bein' there with me.
I guess what I'm tryin' to say is I want you there with me. In Chicago or in Canada or wherever we go. Just uh. Go easy on me.
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This breaking in is yet another to add to that growing list of Fraser's misbehaving, Ray standing by to watch his partner easily manipulate the lock like he'd done it a million times before. Of course Fraser knew how to do it, he knew how to do everything. This time it was Ray's turn to keep watch, glancing back and forth in the short time it took and then slipping in as the door pushes open.
He tries to steer them in past the door at least to try and get that shut behind them, even as Fraser looks at him with an eager sort of desperation, and even as his bow tie loosens up. Tempting as it is to lean straight back in and continue where they left off, Ray takes the hint of those hands at his face and holds back, staring back with an impatience that might just have flickered with guilt as Fraser speaks.]
Look, buddy, I don't really do this. I mean, uh, this. [His gaze dropping thoughtfully for just a second as if such a break in staring will somehow help him find the words. Apparently it's successful enough to have him looking back seconds later.]
I don't dig dicks, is, is what I'm sayin'. Any kinda dicks. Big dicks. Small dicks. All dicks. Sure I seen a few in my time, y'know, streakers, changin' rooms, peein' in the can, but uh, I'm not lookin' for them. Guys aren't my thing. Chicks are where it's at, soft skin and the swell of their tits and and, well you get the idea.
[This isn't sounding right. This is sounding like a decline and Ray's not trying for that. Perhaps if he just slides his arms around Fraser's waist and...]
I love chicks, Fraser. But uh, I think I might also love you. I mean I think about ya all the time and if I got a chance to spend time with a chick or you, it's gonna be you. Heh. Y'know when we got back to Chicago I couldn't sleep? I missed havin' you around, missed not havin' you close by when I was sleepin', I even missed Dief's snoring. Just being in that apartment alone kinda freaked me out, to think that was all I had to look forward to in Chicago. Chicago's home but I uh, I guess it's not so great without you bein' there with me.
I guess what I'm tryin' to say is I want you there with me. In Chicago or in Canada or wherever we go. Just uh. Go easy on me.