[If this were a boxing match, it's hard to tell who's winning. Fraser certainly has the advantage- one they'd both agreed on- but Ray most certainly wouldn't call himself a loser in all of this. This was impossible not to enjoy in some sense of the word.
He's almost to the point of making complaint the instant Fraser withdraws but the shove of weight stops him, his previously well balanced stance becoming a clumsy stumble as he can do little more than let gravity take it's course. The desk does break his fall, but it's so solid that it gives no resistance to the weight of the both of them slamming into it. Naturally Ray takes almost the entirety of the force, grunting out a hefty exhale and struggling to gather air back into his lungs. The distraction of Fraser makes it all the more bearable, and with his closeness of them both still there it settles Ray to get his breath coming back steady and deep.
When there is a pause for reflection, he loses himself to staring up at his partner, his own expression curious as he tries to read into the emotion on Benton's features.
He gets the dilemma they're both facing, and just how far this could go, but in true Ray fashion he decides to finally sweep too much of the logic aside and listen to his currently rapidly beating heart.]
That's about it, yeah. [Exhaled out.]
More to it than that though.
[With a sudden case of noodle limbs, Ray's arms slip away from Fraser, using the moment to attempt and awkward shrug out of his hoody in the confined space he has.]
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He's almost to the point of making complaint the instant Fraser withdraws but the shove of weight stops him, his previously well balanced stance becoming a clumsy stumble as he can do little more than let gravity take it's course. The desk does break his fall, but it's so solid that it gives no resistance to the weight of the both of them slamming into it. Naturally Ray takes almost the entirety of the force, grunting out a hefty exhale and struggling to gather air back into his lungs. The distraction of Fraser makes it all the more bearable, and with his closeness of them both still there it settles Ray to get his breath coming back steady and deep.
When there is a pause for reflection, he loses himself to staring up at his partner, his own expression curious as he tries to read into the emotion on Benton's features.
He gets the dilemma they're both facing, and just how far this could go, but in true Ray fashion he decides to finally sweep too much of the logic aside and listen to his currently rapidly beating heart.]
That's about it, yeah. [Exhaled out.]
More to it than that though.
[With a sudden case of noodle limbs, Ray's arms slip away from Fraser, using the moment to attempt and awkward shrug out of his hoody in the confined space he has.]