[Gradually he works on losing that awkward self awareness that he's managed to work up after that brief pause. Tries to lose himself in the warmth of Fraser, of his lips against skin and the weight of his partner on top of him.
He keeps the path of lips moving, a careful trail downwards; his tongue occasionally flicking out, lapping against the pulse point of Fraser's neck and adding a soft scrape of teeth.
The drifting hands of Fraser are met with a soft exhale of approval, his head kept in close thanks to that reassuring pressure of fingers against his skull. Ray's own hands make their move, trailing down the curve of Benton's spine, fingers of one hand settling to grip at the curve of his behind, while the thumb of his other curling into the waistband of those boxers. He doesn't pull, not yet, but the careful pressure downwards against the elastic is something of a hint.]
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[Gradually he works on losing that awkward self awareness that he's managed to work up after that brief pause. Tries to lose himself in the warmth of Fraser, of his lips against skin and the weight of his partner on top of him.
He keeps the path of lips moving, a careful trail downwards; his tongue occasionally flicking out, lapping against the pulse point of Fraser's neck and adding a soft scrape of teeth.
The drifting hands of Fraser are met with a soft exhale of approval, his head kept in close thanks to that reassuring pressure of fingers against his skull. Ray's own hands make their move, trailing down the curve of Benton's spine, fingers of one hand settling to grip at the curve of his behind, while the thumb of his other curling into the waistband of those boxers. He doesn't pull, not yet, but the careful pressure downwards against the elastic is something of a hint.]