[Not that the puppy eyes. Anything but the puppy eyes.
How is Ray expected to come up with any sort of counter or decline when he's got Fraser staring up at him like that? He's seen that look far too often during their time together, and it's always resulted in Fraser getting his own way. When does Fraser not get his own way, to be honest? It's just the puppy-dog look works far too well in making Ray cave under the request. It's a cruel and unfair weapon to use, but under the circumstances he can be forgiven in using it.
Unsurprisingly Ray caves almost immediately after the look, urged into the couch by Fraser's cuffed hands, dropping heavily, tiredly down into the spot beside. He doesn't need much encouragement to relax, shoulders dropping at the lips at his throat, his exhale coming out soft but needy.]
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How is Ray expected to come up with any sort of counter or decline when he's got Fraser staring up at him like that? He's seen that look far too often during their time together, and it's always resulted in Fraser getting his own way. When does Fraser not get his own way, to be honest? It's just the puppy-dog look works far too well in making Ray cave under the request. It's a cruel and unfair weapon to use, but under the circumstances he can be forgiven in using it.
Unsurprisingly Ray caves almost immediately after the look, urged into the couch by Fraser's cuffed hands, dropping heavily, tiredly down into the spot beside. He doesn't need much encouragement to relax, shoulders dropping at the lips at his throat, his exhale coming out soft but needy.]
Not gonna argue.
[He knows better than to argue. Usually.]