[Ray watches all of it with a curious fascination, absorbing every little nuance and expression he can gain from Fraser. Other than the constant thrum of energy in his taut muscles, Ray remains still, his attention solely focused on working those fingers, experimenting gently which what he can receive from each twist, crook and stretch of them.
It's reward enough to have Fraser looking up at him like that, glazed and wanting, so far removed from the usual. It's even better when his partner is leaning up for an unsuccessful kiss, and Ray's chuckling right back, an exhaled laugh that catches in the back of his throat. This time it's he that helps out, tilting his head and leaning down to catch Fraser's lips after that moan, more of a chaste reassurance than anything else.]
Yeah? Gad, Fraser, yer so hot.
[Attractive, he means. But. It's an accurate description of the temperature too.]
I'll uh. Yeah. [At least Ray can understand it. This is his language, he's got this. At least he thinks he's getting the general idea.
He moves under Fraser enough to shift his weight, trying to use the momentum to get the Mountie on his back and Ray on top without disturbing too much in the process. His fingers only reluctantly move to briefly curl around his own erection, slicking it up with what remaining grease lingered on his fingers.]
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It's reward enough to have Fraser looking up at him like that, glazed and wanting, so far removed from the usual. It's even better when his partner is leaning up for an unsuccessful kiss, and Ray's chuckling right back, an exhaled laugh that catches in the back of his throat. This time it's he that helps out, tilting his head and leaning down to catch Fraser's lips after that moan, more of a chaste reassurance than anything else.]
Yeah? Gad, Fraser, yer so hot.
[Attractive, he means. But. It's an accurate description of the temperature too.]
I'll uh. Yeah. [At least Ray can understand it. This is his language, he's got this. At least he thinks he's getting the general idea.
He moves under Fraser enough to shift his weight, trying to use the momentum to get the Mountie on his back and Ray on top without disturbing too much in the process. His fingers only reluctantly move to briefly curl around his own erection, slicking it up with what remaining grease lingered on his fingers.]