Nodding at the promise, the reassurance, Raylan only rolled his weight off after the nuzzle and plying kiss, and ended up on his back, one hand draped across the high point of his chest as he caught his breath and let the white at the edges of his vision bleed back into the dark color of the night and of the room.
The tender cleaning was sweet and Raylan hummed as Malcolm went about it, happily collecting his warm weight back against him once it was over. An errant kiss was pressed into Malcolm's hair as he nestled in but the peace and fuzzy afterglow was somewhat shattered with a spike of adrenaline at the question. He'd only started to open his mouth to answer when Malcolm too astute marked the bruise's bite origin.
Shit.
Raylan collected Malcolm's hand and drew it back to the center of his chest with a faint twitch of his brow. "These bruises are.. they're okay. Acceptable." Wanted and earned, but that Raylan didn't add out loud. He just.. wasn't going to answer the bite accusation out of the gate.
no subject
The tender cleaning was sweet and Raylan hummed as Malcolm went about it, happily collecting his warm weight back against him once it was over. An errant kiss was pressed into Malcolm's hair as he nestled in but the peace and fuzzy afterglow was somewhat shattered with a spike of adrenaline at the question. He'd only started to open his mouth to answer when Malcolm too astute marked the bruise's bite origin.
Shit.
Raylan collected Malcolm's hand and drew it back to the center of his chest with a faint twitch of his brow. "These bruises are.. they're okay. Acceptable." Wanted and earned, but that Raylan didn't add out loud. He just.. wasn't going to answer the bite accusation out of the gate.