[ Exhilaration and relief were wonderful things. Fraser felt it too, like a drumbeat against the inside of his skull...or was that the inside of his thigh? His blood was up, in any case, along with other things, and he tried to concentrate on the mundane. Ray was smiling back at him in that way he almost always preferred to do out of the corner of Fraser's eyes, so that when he looked over it was usually gone--god, this was maybe the second time he'd ever seen it straight on like this, directed at him rather than at anyone else, and it was stunning; nothing mundane about it at all. There was nothing mundane about Ray at all, and anyone who failed to see that was a fool, he thought viciously; victoriously. Mine, mine, mine.
And even with the dark mirror across from him and the fact that anyone could be watching, the fact that he thought if he got started again he may not even be able to pull himself back from the brink, he leaned over and closed his mouth over the other man's, tasting the contours of that smile against him briefly. It was such a little thing, a kiss to seal it; a promise and a conversation in one gesture, and he was still smiling sweetly, eyes lidded, when he withdrew two inches.
Even if two inches wasn't even close to being far enough away. Or close enough. It was hard to tell. Wordlessly he pressed back in, this time slotting his cheek against Ray's jaw, exhaling against his neck. There was more to say, and Fraser had to get it out before he lost his nerve--or followed up on any of the wild fantasies that had briefly played through his mind. ]
But not now. Right now... [ A hiss. Fraser tensed his hands around Ray's. Before he pressed on he adjusted the way he planned to spit the words out, knowing he'd not get anything more sensible out of himself after he'd made his request. ] I know that traditionally sex comes after dating, but right now I would very dearly appreciate it if you would drive me back to your apartment, Ray. [ Clarifying boldly: ] And fuck me. Preferably before I go wholly out of my mind.
[ As if he wasn't already wholly out of his mind. No. No, he was still all there, alright. There was shuffling in the hallway and someone stepped on someone else's foot and yelped minutely - too minutely - and Benton Bat-Ears Fraser flicked his gaze toward the door and chose to ignore it. If he ignored it, he could pretend it wasn't happening. He certainly didn't have to let Ray know. It'd just make him self conscious. ]
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And even with the dark mirror across from him and the fact that anyone could be watching, the fact that he thought if he got started again he may not even be able to pull himself back from the brink, he leaned over and closed his mouth over the other man's, tasting the contours of that smile against him briefly. It was such a little thing, a kiss to seal it; a promise and a conversation in one gesture, and he was still smiling sweetly, eyes lidded, when he withdrew two inches.
Even if two inches wasn't even close to being far enough away. Or close enough. It was hard to tell. Wordlessly he pressed back in, this time slotting his cheek against Ray's jaw, exhaling against his neck. There was more to say, and Fraser had to get it out before he lost his nerve--or followed up on any of the wild fantasies that had briefly played through his mind. ]
But not now. Right now... [ A hiss. Fraser tensed his hands around Ray's. Before he pressed on he adjusted the way he planned to spit the words out, knowing he'd not get anything more sensible out of himself after he'd made his request. ] I know that traditionally sex comes after dating, but right now I would very dearly appreciate it if you would drive me back to your apartment, Ray. [ Clarifying boldly: ] And fuck me. Preferably before I go wholly out of my mind.
[ As if he wasn't already wholly out of his mind. No. No, he was still all there, alright. There was shuffling in the hallway and someone stepped on someone else's foot and yelped minutely - too minutely - and Benton Bat-Ears Fraser flicked his gaze toward the door and chose to ignore it. If he ignored it, he could pretend it wasn't happening. He certainly didn't have to let Ray know. It'd just make him self conscious. ]