[This wasn't so bad. He could do this. There was no awkwardness or anxiety behind the touches, no concerns about trying to impress or be someone he's not. Fraser already knew who Ray was and had no expectations of what he should and shouldn't be doing. They could be comfortable around one another and that meant far more to Ray than tits or good looking women.

If adjusting to dick was one of the only compromises he had to make, then things might not be so bad after all. Especially not if the mere act of exposing Fraser is enough to have him panting and stuttering over his words.

Ray can't help the low chuckle that he exhales out against Benton's ear, nuzzling in against his head to try and keep his viewing window clear. There's something about those words coming from his partner that entertains, the idea of dirty talk sounding just a little surreal coming from Fraser's lips and yet somehow that makes it all the more appealing. It's unheard of, not something anyone but him gets to hear, and that makes it damn special. Yes, he sees something he very much likes, but he saw that long before the pants came off.]

Yeah. Yeah, I can get with this.

[His hand hesitates nearby, resting at the top of Fraser's thigh as his thumb circles right near the base of that half-hard erection.]

So uh, you get this guy out much? I mean, no offence Fraze, but I'm havin' a hard time imaginin' you spankin' one out every night at the consulate.

[Because it's a totally appropriate conversation that needs to be discussed, and Ray can ask these sort of questions kthx.]