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"Ray… please… more... faster, ah," Fraser moans softly, his hands tightly gripping Ray's forearms, propped alongside Fraser's upper arms. Eyes closed tight with pleasure, Fraser moans again as Ray eases into him, very slowly.
"Can't," Ray pants, propping himself up over Fraser, forearms trembling in Fraser's grip. He holds himself back, eyes slitted with effort – the effort to control the urge to plunge deep into Fraser. "Want to. And I will. But, can't. Yet. Too close. " He shivers with restraint, feeling Fraser shake beneath him, tight and hot around his cock. He stills, waiting; the boil inside him lowers to a simmer.
"Want you – in me – faster, please," Fraser groans. "You must – oh, God, Ray…" he pleads, whispering. But Ray moves luxuriously slowly, drawing out their pleasure, and won't accelerate to their crescendo together until he's fully inside Fraser.