[ Fraser can almost feel him over-thinking it, and while he's confident he's settled much of it with the waltz, there's that distant uncertainty in the kiss that he can't quite put his finger on, but which he would guess was related to the fact that they were close friends, and this sort of intimacy wasn't something either of them really knew how to work with.
Well...that wasn't totally true. Fraser knew what to do. Okay, he knew the basics. The rest he'd work out as they went along.
He knows it's too easy. That a kiss can be a kiss but that it's also so much more than that, and he can pretend otherwise but...well, here they are. Kissing. Intimately. In his office. He should pinch himself just to make sure he's not dreaming. Ray's mouth was pliant, but more importantly Fraser was suddenly aware of his partner's coordination, the way Ray's body shifted in perfect rhythm without disturbing the kiss, the fact that he didn't fumble or stumble even for a second. He was almost a different man like this; the man that Fraser had seen hinted at beneath the chaotic surface. A beautiful soul of a man, and this a side of him that few people ever saw. Felt. Kissed.
Fraser turned half an inch of height into a mile, inclined the kiss so that Ray's face was turned upward, putting him in his place. There was a roughness there, raw power restrained, as Fraser's teeth caught against Ray's bottom lip, barely there as he sought the opportunity to deepen the kiss still further. When he did, Ray's mouth was his dominion, and Fraser didn't hesitate, lashing his tongue against Ray's own, all but counting each of his teeth in turn. There was no holding back. ]
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Well...that wasn't totally true. Fraser knew what to do. Okay, he knew the basics. The rest he'd work out as they went along.
He knows it's too easy. That a kiss can be a kiss but that it's also so much more than that, and he can pretend otherwise but...well, here they are. Kissing. Intimately. In his office. He should pinch himself just to make sure he's not dreaming. Ray's mouth was pliant, but more importantly Fraser was suddenly aware of his partner's coordination, the way Ray's body shifted in perfect rhythm without disturbing the kiss, the fact that he didn't fumble or stumble even for a second. He was almost a different man like this; the man that Fraser had seen hinted at beneath the chaotic surface. A beautiful soul of a man, and this a side of him that few people ever saw. Felt. Kissed.
Fraser turned half an inch of height into a mile, inclined the kiss so that Ray's face was turned upward, putting him in his place. There was a roughness there, raw power restrained, as Fraser's teeth caught against Ray's bottom lip, barely there as he sought the opportunity to deepen the kiss still further. When he did, Ray's mouth was his dominion, and Fraser didn't hesitate, lashing his tongue against Ray's own, all but counting each of his teeth in turn. There was no holding back. ]