[ Fraser knows Ray. He knows that the only way to talk to him is to listen to Ray's voice, to hear what he's not saying just as surely as the words. He heard relief, gladness, and lets it speak to him more than the words. Which if why - of course - he leaves Ray in the lurch for the space of a dozen heartbeats once his partner has spoken, though his eyes are on Ray not on the road.
He waited until he knew Ray wouldn't veer into traffic, then leaned across the space between them, brushing a kiss low on Ray's jaw, exhaling against his skin, then ducking back into his own seat. His eyes flicked back up toward the road, and Fraser settled in to behave himself in the passenger seat. ]
Better than.
[ It wouldn't be long now. Back at the station there would be enough handcuff keys - police issue, like Ray's - to get him out of his quandary. He could always just send Ray into the station to fetch a set, but how long would that take?
There was another option. An option that would mean being at least another half hour late. But maybe it would play into their hands, too. Of course instead of telling Ray the plan, Fraser simply changed it as they went along. ]
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He waited until he knew Ray wouldn't veer into traffic, then leaned across the space between them, brushing a kiss low on Ray's jaw, exhaling against his skin, then ducking back into his own seat. His eyes flicked back up toward the road, and Fraser settled in to behave himself in the passenger seat. ]
Better than.
[ It wouldn't be long now. Back at the station there would be enough handcuff keys - police issue, like Ray's - to get him out of his quandary. He could always just send Ray into the station to fetch a set, but how long would that take?
There was another option. An option that would mean being at least another half hour late. But maybe it would play into their hands, too. Of course instead of telling Ray the plan, Fraser simply changed it as they went along. ]
Right here.