[Ignoring Fraser wasn't entirely hard, not when Ray had been teaching himself how to do so for a good year now, but it's still difficult to completely block out the trembling but excited body beneath him. Part of Fraser wanted this. There was something deep down stirring up that arousal and those quiet moans, something more than just not being used to personal touches.
Ray might have even pondered on it further were it not for the fact that the head guy was getting out of his seat for this occasion. So maybe answering back wasn't the way to play this, but Stan always had to try. Pushing boundaries was what he did, even if it did mean the possibility of a punch to the face or a gun in his ribs.
The closeness does get him turning his gaze away though, submitting to the invasion of his space with averted eyes and a clenched jaw. No one would be able to look Ray in the eye, just like he couldn't look now. It'd be an embarrassment beyond just rutting with a partner, impersonal and haunting. Everyone would know and he'd never forget it.]
Yeah. Yeah, all right. We got this. [Muttered through gritted teeth as his averted gaze only briefly flickers back to Fraser.]
Just uh... we're new to this, yeah? Just take it easy.
[There's the slow movement of a hand, the one at Fraser's chest trailing fingers lower until it settles between the two of them, right at the button of the Mountie's jeans. But that's it, nothing more and no sudden movements until he knows that gun won't be accidentally setting off against his chest.]
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Ray might have even pondered on it further were it not for the fact that the head guy was getting out of his seat for this occasion. So maybe answering back wasn't the way to play this, but Stan always had to try. Pushing boundaries was what he did, even if it did mean the possibility of a punch to the face or a gun in his ribs.
The closeness does get him turning his gaze away though, submitting to the invasion of his space with averted eyes and a clenched jaw. No one would be able to look Ray in the eye, just like he couldn't look now. It'd be an embarrassment beyond just rutting with a partner, impersonal and haunting. Everyone would know and he'd never forget it.]
Yeah. Yeah, all right. We got this. [Muttered through gritted teeth as his averted gaze only briefly flickers back to Fraser.]
Just uh... we're new to this, yeah? Just take it easy.
[There's the slow movement of a hand, the one at Fraser's chest trailing fingers lower until it settles between the two of them, right at the button of the Mountie's jeans. But that's it, nothing more and no sudden movements until he knows that gun won't be accidentally setting off against his chest.]