[It's hard to stay mad at a guy who's spent the night so carefully ensuring Ray's own pleasure. And yes, Ray does remember it all, every last bit of it etched into his memory, difficult to avoid being reminded when they're both still sticky and Fraser's sitting there in handcuffs, Ray with his jeans around his ankles.
Which... actually for his own comfort and for the sake of not laying there with his dick hanging out, he lazily reaches down to tug up his underwear and jeans up in one, squirming to get them over his hips.]
You're worse than the wolf. [It's only an after thought that he finally scrubs the back of his hand against his soggy ear.]
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Which... actually for his own comfort and for the sake of not laying there with his dick hanging out, he lazily reaches down to tug up his underwear and jeans up in one, squirming to get them over his hips.]
You're worse than the wolf. [It's only an after thought that he finally scrubs the back of his hand against his soggy ear.]