Gotta get going, Raylan says, like he hasn't just rolled them into the perfect position for Tim to wrap legs around his waist and keep him there for a little while longer. It's tempting, especially with the way Raylan's hair falls in front of his face like this. Tim reaches up to push it back, fingers threading through the locks and coming to rest on the back of his head as they kiss.

He's never much been one for leisurely kisses, or for lazing around in bed, but he finds himself wanting to do both with Raylan. This already feels like such a slippery slope, but he's not turning back now.

"You're gonna make it real hard for me to focus today, you know."

Nobody else will know the difference, but all he's going to think about when he catches his own scent on Raylan is their time together this morning. He gives Raylan's hair a gentle tug, nudging him by the shoulder so they can both get up.

"Shower then coffee. Can't say I have much in the way of breakfast, though."

Unless Raylan wants to eat an MRE, which Tim very highly doubts.