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When Ray peeked into Egon's room, for he had been quietly "working on an experiment" for a while now, he smiled at the sight. He was a little confused, but that was the charm with most things Egon did.
Egon was laying on his stomach, head resting sideways into a pillow he had his arms wrapped around. His legs were spread out behind him, the trousers he was wearing getting stretched to each side.
"Hi," Ray called from the doorway, and Egon barely twitched. "Can I come in?"
"Mmm. Mmhm." Egon murmured, nodding his head up and down from where it was still resting sideways on the pillow.
Ray walked in the room and shut the door behind him. Egon liked his privacy, and Ray was one of the only people allowed around him during his moments of stress or days where he was especially sensitive to noise.
"Can I join you?" Ray asked, craning his neck to try and look at Egon's face. Egon simply nodded up and down again, and Ray noticed he looked a little paler than usual.
Ray crawled up from the end of the bed, crawling up between Egon's legs and settling on top of him, his stomach and chest pushing down on Egon's back. Egon gave no protest when he wrapped his arms around the front of his chest, and Ray noticed a small smile on his face when he nosed through Egon's hair and snuggled his head into it.
"Mmmm..." Was all the noise Egon was willing to make, pleasantly relaxed under him. He felt like he was getting warmer, too, and that he was cold before.
"What's goin on, Egie?" Ray asked him, kissing the top of the man's head.
It took Egon a moment to find the desire to answer, so cozy and snug now that he had Ray on top of him that he forgot everything else for a moment.
"Stomach ache." Egon very simply explained, and that made Ray worry.
"Should I get off?" Ray asked, worried he was crushing Egon.
"If you get off, I'll throw something at you." Egon replied, his tired voice and happy tone not at all matching his words. "This is nice. Please stay where you are."
"You like being crushed?" Ray blinked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
"Yes." Egon murmured like he was having a pleasant dream, and Ray just smiled and giggled.
"Okay, Egie, I'll stay here." Ray chuckled, very happy to stay where he was.
"Mmmm..." Egon's happy noises were adorable, especially the way he completely relaxed under Ray and sprawled out his limbs like a starfish.
"You're adorable." Ray purred, shuffling so his hands rested on Egon's shoulderblades. Normally, Egon tried to talk back at him when he said that, but today he just "mmm"'d again, rolling his shoulders up into Ray's hands to encourage him to touch and grab.
Ray took the invitation as a request and started gently kneading Egon's shoulders, pushing in with his palm and massaging with his fingers, working out the knots he could feel under his shoulderblades. It was a little tough over Egon's shirt, but he worked with it.
He could hear tiny little cracks and pops, the tension in Egon's shoulders melting away. His contented purring increased in volume, too, and the sides of Ray's hands pushed under Egon's shoulderblades.
"Can I take your shirt off, Egie?" Ray asked, and Egon simply murmured an affirmative "mmhm..", sounding like he was nearly in heaven.
Ray chuckled and rucked Egon's shirt up to his lower back, pulling the same up over his belly. Egon raised his arms, and they flopped on the bed like he was a ragdoll. Ray managed to get Egon's shirt over his head, tossed off and to the side.
Egon already had finger marks on his back, and Ray could just see that he had done a pretty good job. His hands wrapped around the front of Egon's chest, and he heard yet another "mmm..". That seemed to be Egon's only vocabulary at the moment.
Ray rubbed his hands in slow circles around Egon's chest, taking special care to be delicate around his scars, and ever so gently brushing his nipples with his thumbs. Egon felt so warm under him and his hair was such a comfortable pillow to snuggle into, smelled so good. Just like him. He rubbed Egon's chest and cuddled into his body, basking in his body heat and how cozy he felt like he was a lizard on a basking rock.
"Ray, I believe I have already had top surgery." Egon remarked, lightly amused that Ray had chosen to play with his chest.
"I know that." Ray chuckled, murmuring his words into Egon's ear. "Want me not to touch, or.."
"No, no. You can touch. Feels nice." Egon assured him, his voice dripping with relaxation. "Maybe you should take your shirt off, too."
"Mmm. If you turn over." Ray purred, and Egon smiled, eyes half open and sleepily blinking at him.
"Fair enough." Egon agreed, sleepily nodding. Ray put his arms on both sides of Egon and pushed his body off Egon's for a moment, holding it up like he was doing a push up. Egon flipped himself over onto his back, moving like he was half asleep, sprawled out like he was exhausted.
Ray looked down at the sleepy man smiling straight up at him, his cute hair ruffled and his signature purple bags under his eyes from the late night lab work he liked to do. Ray lived up to his part of the bargain, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it with Egon's. He had an extra step, for he hadn't gotten top surgery yet, but Ray was more than happy to take off the bandages that bound his chest up and breathe easy.
"Touch?" Egon asked, admiring the view of Ray's chest.
"Please." Ray confirmed, and he sighed in content when Egon's warm, lithe hands grabbed at his chest, pawing at it and kneading like a cat. It was especially nice to feel seen as a real and true man, while he could be shirtless and held, touched and loved all at the same time.
Egon's arms wrapped around Ray's back, and he caught a little mischievous smile on Egon's face before he was yanked down to lay on him. Ray coughed, then giggled when he felt Egon's fluffy hair nuzzling his face and those long fingered hands he loved so much starting to work away at his own back.
Ray began to understand why Egon's vocabulary had decreased so much, the only noises leaving him being purrs or hums of contentment, his eyes half closing because of how relaxed and good he felt, his back slowly flooding through with pleasant sensations, the knots he didn't even know he had being worked out with slow, tender care.
"Hey.." Ray said after a while, his pleasantly misty brain and syrupy, happy voice muddling him from his thoughts. "Weren't you the one with the stomach ache?"
Egon paused the movement of his hands for a moment. "Yes. But now, I have a more important experiment to tend to."
"Oh? What's that?" Ray giggled, turning his head to the side to press a light little kiss onto Egon's cheek.
"Something will come up." Egon replied, and happily returned to working away at Ray's shoulders.
"Mmm..." Ray replied, his eyes closing. Both men's faces glowed in content, and still when they both fell asleep. It was the best nap they had taken in a long time.