[He could deal with the careful kissing and soft movements, even with the risk of interruption they were easy enough to push away from or excuse. But when Fraser starts to ramp it up, it's less easy to explain away and entirely inappropriate for the confines of a police station. Because yes, it's Ray who still keeps his logical mind working for once, thinking through every bit of this while still working with Fraser for each shift of lips and tongue.
He senses the desperation before he feels it, and isn't even surprised by the sudden force against him, jamming him sharply up against shelving that digs uncomfortably against his back. There's a grunt of complaint against the kiss but no attempt to stop it, his hands even grappling for Fraser's shoulders for purchase.
But that grip serves a convenient purpose for leverage too, and as Fraser starts to grind into him and pant just a little too eagerly, Ray's ready. It's the strained tones behind his name that finally persuade him to shove against Benton, forcing him back enough to break the kiss and trying to bring a knee up between them. He could likely do some serious damage with that knee if he decided to lash out with it, but that's not it's purpose for this.]
Fraser. Fraser. [Just slightly about a sharp whisper as if he's suddenly afraid they'll be heard.]
Not now. Later. Definitely later. [The panting suggests he'd be perfectly fine with continuing were it not for their location.]
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He senses the desperation before he feels it, and isn't even surprised by the sudden force against him, jamming him sharply up against shelving that digs uncomfortably against his back. There's a grunt of complaint against the kiss but no attempt to stop it, his hands even grappling for Fraser's shoulders for purchase.
But that grip serves a convenient purpose for leverage too, and as Fraser starts to grind into him and pant just a little too eagerly, Ray's ready. It's the strained tones behind his name that finally persuade him to shove against Benton, forcing him back enough to break the kiss and trying to bring a knee up between them. He could likely do some serious damage with that knee if he decided to lash out with it, but that's not it's purpose for this.]
Fraser. Fraser. [Just slightly about a sharp whisper as if he's suddenly afraid they'll be heard.]
Not now. Later. Definitely later. [The panting suggests he'd be perfectly fine with continuing were it not for their location.]