[Ray does his best to read Fraser, even as their foreheads bump together and makes it virtually impossible for him to do much beyond glance down at their hands working together. He uses Fraser's breathing to help him work out just when to squeeze and jerk, knowing he's on the right track as hear the tell-tale signs of hitched breath and tightened muscles.
As Fraser hits the wall and spills over, Ray's hand slows, done with it's stimulation but still aiding in milking Fraser through it. His own hips slow with the motion of his hand, but move with sharper jerks, trying desperately to get that last little bit to tip him over. It's actually Fraser's tipping point that helps Ray along, the crying out, the jerky movements, the feel of sticky warmth spreading against his bare stomach and hand.
It's not long before he's hit with it, a final hefty jerk of his hips against Fraser's hand as his muscles tighten and his whole body arches heavily upwards, eyes rolling shut in the process. He bites down against his own bottom lip enough to stifle his own noises, getting away with a muffled groan that still makes more sound than he'd intended. Can't be helped after the first satisfying release he's had in a painfully long time. With his head still spinning and muscles still twitching, he snaps his eyes open again to spare a glance to Fraser, huffing out breath heavily as he tries to get some sort of read on the Mountie.]
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As Fraser hits the wall and spills over, Ray's hand slows, done with it's stimulation but still aiding in milking Fraser through it. His own hips slow with the motion of his hand, but move with sharper jerks, trying desperately to get that last little bit to tip him over. It's actually Fraser's tipping point that helps Ray along, the crying out, the jerky movements, the feel of sticky warmth spreading against his bare stomach and hand.
It's not long before he's hit with it, a final hefty jerk of his hips against Fraser's hand as his muscles tighten and his whole body arches heavily upwards, eyes rolling shut in the process. He bites down against his own bottom lip enough to stifle his own noises, getting away with a muffled groan that still makes more sound than he'd intended. Can't be helped after the first satisfying release he's had in a painfully long time. With his head still spinning and muscles still twitching, he snaps his eyes open again to spare a glance to Fraser, huffing out breath heavily as he tries to get some sort of read on the Mountie.]