His smile grew into a cat's grin as if he had already seized himself the canary. "Another game, bull. You remember tha one."

He leaned over again, hand on Raylan's thigh once more, dangerously close to discovering the lawman's secret. Maybe it became apparent when he touched the tension filled pants, but it definitely became obvious when Collins shifted his thumb just so to trail a line over Raylan's member through the line of material. The Butcher's eyebrows rose in amusement at the same time his grin enlarged even further.

"Oh. You remember it well, apparently. Do you want ta play, then?" He asked and their faces were close, close enough to breath in each other, close enough to touch with minimum movement.