[If nothing else, Ray can rely on Fraser to almost always understand where he's coming from. Even without words, they tend to somehow get one another's plans. Ray wasn't exactly clear on his meaning, but Fraser still understood, still got the passing over of the lead without Ray ever actually having to admit it with proper words.
He could dominate, sure. Ray's displayed that in the past without question, in fact, his whole bravado tended to rest on being the over confident 'alpha' male, squaring off with fist fights and countering every little issue he could with loud arguments. But with the intimacy as it was, with Fraser being... Fraser, and the vague awkwardness that still lingers in Ray's conscience, it's difficult for him to really let go when he's uncertain. And around Fraser it's so easy to just do what he says.
The distraction of the humming keeps his mind in check, keeps him from over thinking it all too much because yes, Ray Kowalski does over think just occasionally.]
Yeah. Okay.
[This time he's ready for it, with ample warning and the relaxing thrum of a waltz still stuck in his head and leading his feet. He's used to this sort of embrace, of kissing while dancing, losing himself to the rhythm and feel, and as Fraser's lips brush against his he's ready to react. His head tilts for a better angle, lets the linger happen for just a moment longer before pressing into the kiss, mouth parting just slightly. There's still that distant reminder that this is Fraser in a back office of the consulate, and it niggles just enough to keep Ray in line.]
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He could dominate, sure. Ray's displayed that in the past without question, in fact, his whole bravado tended to rest on being the over confident 'alpha' male, squaring off with fist fights and countering every little issue he could with loud arguments. But with the intimacy as it was, with Fraser being... Fraser, and the vague awkwardness that still lingers in Ray's conscience, it's difficult for him to really let go when he's uncertain. And around Fraser it's so easy to just do what he says.
The distraction of the humming keeps his mind in check, keeps him from over thinking it all too much because yes, Ray Kowalski does over think just occasionally.]
Yeah. Okay.
[This time he's ready for it, with ample warning and the relaxing thrum of a waltz still stuck in his head and leading his feet. He's used to this sort of embrace, of kissing while dancing, losing himself to the rhythm and feel, and as Fraser's lips brush against his he's ready to react. His head tilts for a better angle, lets the linger happen for just a moment longer before pressing into the kiss, mouth parting just slightly. There's still that distant reminder that this is Fraser in a back office of the consulate, and it niggles just enough to keep Ray in line.]