[The stillness remains just long enough to be slightly concerning, his attention still locked entirely on Fraser, his mind still virtually incapable of processing what's happening or how to go about it. Fraser, on the other hand, doesn't appear (at least on the outside, Ray can never speak for the Mounties mental state) to be having any issues with any of this, smooth and confident and oddly knowing just how to handle the situation. Ray's left like a fish out of water that's not even bothered to squirm out it's final death wriggle. He's uncertain and totally perplexed by the idea that any of this should ever be normal behaviour. Partners can't do this. This sort of stuff makes partners into... partners.
As Ray finally tunes back into the real world, he notices his hand moving- not of it's own choice- to rest at Fraser's back, fingers curling against the curve of his spine. All Ray can think about, yet again, is the heat, the warmth that drains into his fingers as he rests them there. He barely even registers the lips against his face, but just like that and for perhaps no visual reason, Ray starts to shiver. All pent up energy, frustrations, uncertainty and every single other emotion just fighting to get out. But he's scared to use them, not when it's Fraser.]
Fraser... this is uh, this is... heh. I uh, don't think we should, uh... [This feels more than practice for a job. This is intimate. More than Ray's used to. And yet still he hasn't pulled away or resisted.] You uh. You take the wheel for a second. [It's possibly cowardice, maybe even selfishness that has him passing the buck for an undetermined amount of time, but Ray doesn't want to be held responsible for anything this might change. If their friendship screws up, Ray likes someone to blame that isn't himself. And Fraser's so easy to blame.]
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As Ray finally tunes back into the real world, he notices his hand moving- not of it's own choice- to rest at Fraser's back, fingers curling against the curve of his spine. All Ray can think about, yet again, is the heat, the warmth that drains into his fingers as he rests them there. He barely even registers the lips against his face, but just like that and for perhaps no visual reason, Ray starts to shiver. All pent up energy, frustrations, uncertainty and every single other emotion just fighting to get out. But he's scared to use them, not when it's Fraser.]
Fraser... this is uh, this is... heh. I uh, don't think we should, uh... [This feels more than practice for a job. This is intimate. More than Ray's used to. And yet still he hasn't pulled away or resisted.] You uh. You take the wheel for a second. [It's possibly cowardice, maybe even selfishness that has him passing the buck for an undetermined amount of time, but Ray doesn't want to be held responsible for anything this might change. If their friendship screws up, Ray likes someone to blame that isn't himself. And Fraser's so easy to blame.]