Raylan was delighted to see that Tim could take it. That Tim wanted to take it like that because god, did Raylan want to give it to him. The groan and the nails down his back earn Tim a tight encouraged groan in return and a sharp snap of his hips, deep and hard, circling himself once or twice before he starts thrusting again.

One hand moves down Tim's leg, catching him by the knee and pulling it up, spreading Tim out underneath him so that he could roll his body, smoothing out the steady, firm pace of thrusts. Raylan's bangs had already fallen in front of his face, but that didn't get in the way of his view of Tim bent underneath him.

"Wanna make you feel me for days, put a hitch in that step of yours."