[ It's not fair at all, and Fraser accepts that. Frankly any plans that he had to draw this out have evaporated with his own need, and Ray looks so good beneath him that it's almost hard to remember his own name in the first place. Fraser is distantly aware of the fact that he's not very good at this, that the giving orders thing has been a routine of very polite and diplomatic actions punctuated at last by Fraser submitting to his own pleasure more than Ray submitting to him. But it can't be helped, and at the very least intimacy probably isn't going to be a problem. In fact Fraser was almost sure he'd still be basking in the afterglow in 20 hours time, willing to do whatsoever Ray wanted without question (a frankly awful habit he's got into, to be quite honest).
He trusted Ray. He wanted him, and when he was urged down, Fraser let his mouth fall on Ray's without hesitation, though he broke the kiss only a moment into it to breathe-- ]
Only prize-- [ Wait for it. ] --worth having.
[ And then the kiss took over; not Fraser, the kiss itself was in control, and it was wet and earnest, bleeding passion and energy, and only served as a smokescreen to Fraser deftly unbuttoning Ray's fly with one hand, pressing his hand into warmth that gusted the overwhelming scent of arousal into the superheated space between their two bodies. His fingers curled around Ray without hesitation, and Fraser gasped into the kiss, arching his own back. His booted foot slipped on the glossy surface of the desk.
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He trusted Ray. He wanted him, and when he was urged down, Fraser let his mouth fall on Ray's without hesitation, though he broke the kiss only a moment into it to breathe-- ]
Only prize-- [ Wait for it. ] --worth having.
[ And then the kiss took over; not Fraser, the kiss itself was in control, and it was wet and earnest, bleeding passion and energy, and only served as a smokescreen to Fraser deftly unbuttoning Ray's fly with one hand, pressing his hand into warmth that gusted the overwhelming scent of arousal into the superheated space between their two bodies. His fingers curled around Ray without hesitation, and Fraser gasped into the kiss, arching his own back. His booted foot slipped on the glossy surface of the desk.
Well. Ray did ask for a prize. ]