[ Fraser, who can interpret conversation from sign language, reading lips, whining dogs and through cloth gags, can surely manage hearing Ray's completely interpretable words when they're mumbled so clearly into his mouth. He didn't respond - though obviously they were the kind of words that deserved a response - instead just going about enjoying the kiss as thoroughly as he possibly could. It was long, passionate and languishing, a kiss borne from exertion and gentle lingering affection.
He wanted Ray to know, now - in case he hadn't already guessed as much - that everything they'd done together tonight came from the same place as this kiss did; from a place of love. It didn't need to be said out loud, though obviously it already had been. But as he knew Ray couldn't understand mumbles as competently as he could speak them, Fraser settled for communicating as much love as he could in the kiss instead, and when it slowly broke, Fraser still did his best to linger, trying to comfort Ray that he had no intention of disappearing.
And so long as Ray didn't betray him and leave him in the wilderness to die it would be a step up on all of Fraser's morning-afters, too.
Gently Fraser pushed himself upward, tipping Ray over to one side in the furs. They were still entangled, and Fraser had no intention of wriggling himself any further free, too tired from their activities to fight it any more. Especially since, unlike Ray, he'd have to wake up to reload the fire in a half hour or so. He kissed the curve of Ray's jaw. ]
Everything will be where you left it in the morning, Ray. Everything, even me.
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He wanted Ray to know, now - in case he hadn't already guessed as much - that everything they'd done together tonight came from the same place as this kiss did; from a place of love. It didn't need to be said out loud, though obviously it already had been. But as he knew Ray couldn't understand mumbles as competently as he could speak them, Fraser settled for communicating as much love as he could in the kiss instead, and when it slowly broke, Fraser still did his best to linger, trying to comfort Ray that he had no intention of disappearing.
And so long as Ray didn't betray him and leave him in the wilderness to die it would be a step up on all of Fraser's morning-afters, too.
Gently Fraser pushed himself upward, tipping Ray over to one side in the furs. They were still entangled, and Fraser had no intention of wriggling himself any further free, too tired from their activities to fight it any more. Especially since, unlike Ray, he'd have to wake up to reload the fire in a half hour or so. He kissed the curve of Ray's jaw. ]
Everything will be where you left it in the morning, Ray. Everything, even me.
[ They both needed the assurance. ]