[By the time he realizes what Bones is trying to do, it's too late for Raymond to do anything to stop it; all he can do is make another surprised noise when his back hits the wall and try to figure out how to reassert himself. Right now, the only method that comes to mind is arching his back and trying to force a knee between his leg, so that's what he does.
Of course, nowhere in his genius plan does he predict the prolonged contact and extra rubbing that comes with the movement, but he doesn't really find himself caring, either. Yet, anyway.]
[ Oh hell. That is not goddamn fair, and he nearly rubs back before reality (and the fact that he's moved them away from the mistletoe) comes crashing down and he jerks back, swearing. ]
[Raymond doesn't have much space to back off, and he spends his time catching his breath instead of swearing after Bones breaks away — but he's snapped out of it just as hard and is currently frozen in mortification.
He didn't... No, no, he most definitely did. In public, at that, in full view of anyone passing by. With this man, of all people.
Worse than that, he's still feeling — no. Goddamnit. Goddamnit.]
[ Bones is very determinedly not looking at him, instead running a hand through his hair to try and make it look less like he's just had Raymond's hands in it. Shit fuck dammit. ]
It was a curse.
[ That's about all he's got to say on the matter. In fact, if Ray doesn't stop him, he's just going to walk away now. ]
Instead of trying to refute him because he knows he can't, Raymond lets him go without another word, unconsciously going through the motions of checking his time and shaking himself out. He licks his lips; he needs to get the taste out of his mouth.]
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Of course, nowhere in his genius plan does he predict the prolonged contact and extra rubbing that comes with the movement, but he doesn't really find himself caring, either. Yet, anyway.]
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He didn't... No, no, he most definitely did. In public, at that, in full view of anyone passing by. With this man, of all people.
Worse than that, he's still feeling — no. Goddamnit. Goddamnit.]
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It was a curse.
[ That's about all he's got to say on the matter. In fact, if Ray doesn't stop him, he's just going to walk away now. ]
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And damn his inability to let Bones have the last word, but he can't let him leave like that without a comment of his own.]
You didn't seem to mind towards the end.
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Neither did you.
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Instead of trying to refute him
because he knows he can't, Raymond lets him go without another word, unconsciously going through the motions of checking his time and shaking himself out. He licks his lips; he needs to get the taste out of his mouth.]