[Ray's energy is definitely back in full force, jittering slightly as he lays still under Fraser, a coil of anxious nerves as his answer sits in the air. He knows it's wrong, deep down, but it's a guessing game with the space of a few years. If he actually really thought about it he might have dragged the answer up, but Fraser really isn't helping the matter with his lips.
He watches Fraser carefully and the second their eyes connect he knows he's got it wrong. Not that he has much time to worry himself over it because without warning there's teeth, and they're biting sharply around the flesh of his nipple. Ray hisses out heavily, unable to recoil beyond jerking under Fraser's weight.]
Ahh! Fraser! Wh-- [What the actual fuck. Although his rant is rather thankfully cut short as the next question comes, Ray briefly dwelling on the last answer, and he pants out heavily. That bite certainly got his blood flowing.]
Sixty-two. I meant sixty-two. I knew that. I... [Come on Ray, focus.] Gad, uh. I don't... uh... Robert!
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He watches Fraser carefully and the second their eyes connect he knows he's got it wrong. Not that he has much time to worry himself over it because without warning there's teeth, and they're biting sharply around the flesh of his nipple. Ray hisses out heavily, unable to recoil beyond jerking under Fraser's weight.]
Ahh! Fraser! Wh-- [What the actual fuck. Although his rant is rather thankfully cut short as the next question comes, Ray briefly dwelling on the last answer, and he pants out heavily. That bite certainly got his blood flowing.]
Sixty-two. I meant sixty-two. I knew that. I... [Come on Ray, focus.] Gad, uh. I don't... uh... Robert!