Ray was shirtless, pale skin almost glowing in the dim cell, standing opposite Fraser at the far wall, writhing against the bars. The tattoo stood out starkly, moving as the muscles worked, hand twisting and stroking his cock. The other arm was raised above his head, holding on, holding himself up as his hips worked back and forth. His eyes were intent on Fraser’s.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2003-05-12 01:54 pm (UTC)GUH. Just GUH. What an image.
Bless you.