[ As Ray stills, so does Fraser. He's far too occupied to even consider trying to split his attention to urging the dance on again. Much too busy.
From Fraser pours raw, almost unrefined passion, urged on by Ray's tender moan, by the clash of a tongue against his own, albeit only one that challenged his advantage without actually having the fight to press it. Where the first kiss had been the first round in a boxing match, testing, this kiss was the second round in turn. Ray let the blows come, and both of them had the quiet understanding that they could both do real harm if they really wanted to.
Wild passion was what lurked at Fraser's core. Serenity at Ray's. Well--Serenity broken by pleasure, or surprise, or...whatever that sound meant. Fraser couldn't be sure. Maybe because he hadn't ever heard it before. The tongue lashing had to stop, but only because he was panting, and only because in a single step - while his usual control had been slipping - Fraser had pushed Ray back the one step between himself and Fraser's desk, and the phone had rattled from the impact enough to make a startled ringing sound. His hands unwound, settling on the edge of the desk, and the kiss hung in place but a breath apart, while Fraser tried to stop some of the spinning in his head. Maybe...maybe he wanted this far too much. They should slow down. He was forgetting his mission.
There were a thousand good reasons.
He licked his lips, suddenly more nervous than he cared to admit. ] Something like that?
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From Fraser pours raw, almost unrefined passion, urged on by Ray's tender moan, by the clash of a tongue against his own, albeit only one that challenged his advantage without actually having the fight to press it. Where the first kiss had been the first round in a boxing match, testing, this kiss was the second round in turn. Ray let the blows come, and both of them had the quiet understanding that they could both do real harm if they really wanted to.
Wild passion was what lurked at Fraser's core. Serenity at Ray's. Well--Serenity broken by pleasure, or surprise, or...whatever that sound meant. Fraser couldn't be sure. Maybe because he hadn't ever heard it before. The tongue lashing had to stop, but only because he was panting, and only because in a single step - while his usual control had been slipping - Fraser had pushed Ray back the one step between himself and Fraser's desk, and the phone had rattled from the impact enough to make a startled ringing sound. His hands unwound, settling on the edge of the desk, and the kiss hung in place but a breath apart, while Fraser tried to stop some of the spinning in his head. Maybe...maybe he wanted this far too much. They should slow down. He was forgetting his mission.
There were a thousand good reasons.
He licked his lips, suddenly more nervous than he cared to admit. ] Something like that?