[Raymond makes another low noise at the fingers in his hair and at his neck, sounding far more pleased than anything else. He's still in such a haze that it isn't until after Orange has already pushed his thighs together that it occurs to him to wonder just what he hell he's doing back there.]
What are you doing? [He asks it while propping himself up just enough to start craning his neck over his shoulder, but he doesn't go any further than that to find out for himself. He doesn't particularly mind it, either; he just wants to know.]
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What are you doing? [He asks it while propping himself up just enough to start craning his neck over his shoulder, but he doesn't go any further than that to find out for himself. He doesn't particularly mind it, either; he just wants to know.]