[The kiss they started with and the kiss they've ended with are two entirely different beasts, one curious, desperate and needy, the other languid, assuring and satisfied. But both stem from the same feelings, both making the same point about an attachment they show for each other.
When it does finally taper off, Ray's ending it with a content sounding exhale, barely even reacting as Fraser rolls them onto their sides. He makes sure to sling an arm heavily over his partner in the vague hope of keeping him there for longer, but he doesn't have the energy to start getting overly clingy.
Sometimes Ray's not sure if Fraser can read minds, or if he really is just that damn receptive to utterances and body language. Mind reading seems to be the only explanation for it this time around, as Fraser voices words to concerns that Ray was sure he'd only thought about (those muttered words aren't something he can remember). Whatever the excuse, Fraser's voice offers the comfort he needs; a solid reassurance that it's safe for Ray to embrace sleep. After all, Benton never lies.
Finally his breathing slows, limbs heavy and eyes drift shut, but before he lets sleep fully embrace him Ray manages a barely there mutter.] Don't go too far...
[And then he's out for the count, warm, comfortable and totally sated. At least until morning.]
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When it does finally taper off, Ray's ending it with a content sounding exhale, barely even reacting as Fraser rolls them onto their sides. He makes sure to sling an arm heavily over his partner in the vague hope of keeping him there for longer, but he doesn't have the energy to start getting overly clingy.
Sometimes Ray's not sure if Fraser can read minds, or if he really is just that damn receptive to utterances and body language. Mind reading seems to be the only explanation for it this time around, as Fraser voices words to concerns that Ray was sure he'd only thought about (those muttered words aren't something he can remember). Whatever the excuse, Fraser's voice offers the comfort he needs; a solid reassurance that it's safe for Ray to embrace sleep. After all, Benton never lies.
Finally his breathing slows, limbs heavy and eyes drift shut, but before he lets sleep fully embrace him Ray manages a barely there mutter.] Don't go too far...
[And then he's out for the count, warm, comfortable and totally sated. At least until morning.]