[Even with the mirror and the risk of being caught, Ray leans in the smallest amount to meet Fraser's lips, smiling against him as he lets the exploration happen. Even in the dingy surrounding of an interrogation room, he can't think of a more perfect place for them to be right now, both agreeing to something far beyond what Ray truly understands. Dating. Dating Fraser.
This is the man he's been spending virtually every single day with for what feels like an eternity. The man who gave him company when he hit rock bottom and had no one else to turn to. The man he couldn't imagine living away from without becoming someone totally different. And here they were, agreeing to date. To possibly spend much, much more time with one another. It's a pretty sweet deal, he supposes. Why bother trying to get himself a woman he's rarely ever going to spend time with when he's got the whole package right in front of him.
Ray exhaled appreciatively against Fraser's ear, listening intently to the request, not entirely sure what he should have been expecting, but he's not quite excepting that.]
Dearly appreciate, huh? I guess that can be arranged...
[He flickers his gaze down to that tight grip of his hands, far too tempted to grab Fraser by that uniform and drag him over the desk. But no. Bad idea. Welsh was already pissed at them enough as it was.
Instead he pulls away from Fraser, all be it reluctantly, and moves to stand, although halts as he straightens up.]
Didn't uh. Didn't we need to look into this guy?
[Not that sex wasn't the best idea of the day. But. Police Station. Work.]
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This is the man he's been spending virtually every single day with for what feels like an eternity. The man who gave him company when he hit rock bottom and had no one else to turn to. The man he couldn't imagine living away from without becoming someone totally different. And here they were, agreeing to date. To possibly spend much, much more time with one another. It's a pretty sweet deal, he supposes. Why bother trying to get himself a woman he's rarely ever going to spend time with when he's got the whole package right in front of him.
Ray exhaled appreciatively against Fraser's ear, listening intently to the request, not entirely sure what he should have been expecting, but he's not quite excepting that.]
Dearly appreciate, huh? I guess that can be arranged...
[He flickers his gaze down to that tight grip of his hands, far too tempted to grab Fraser by that uniform and drag him over the desk. But no. Bad idea. Welsh was already pissed at them enough as it was.
Instead he pulls away from Fraser, all be it reluctantly, and moves to stand, although halts as he straightens up.]
Didn't uh. Didn't we need to look into this guy?
[Not that sex wasn't the best idea of the day. But. Police Station. Work.]