[ Tim hadn't been lying when he'd told Istak that he didn't get on his back all that often. He'd bottomed now and then and he enjoyed the physical pleasure to be found in that position, but he rarely trusted a man, or wanted a man badly enough to be that vulnerable with them. If that particular itch needed scratched? Well he had a nice collection of toys back home with which to do it himself.

Being watched by those hot, dark eyes just encouraged Tim to wriggle shamelessly, a picture of wanton abandon. The nip to slim thighs earned Raylan a jerk of those lean limbs and another healthy bead of precum from the rosy, swollen tip peeking out above Tim's strangle hold on himself. ]

That is one of my favorite things to do with a lover. [ The sniper confirmed between breathy pants. ] But think I'd like to wait till we have a day all to ourselves. So I can rile you up and then enjoy you getting hot and horny every hour. [ Tim knew about the side effects of a good milking, though he had never hung around long enough to enjoy the spoils.

With Raylan however...

Reaching down Tim hooked one knee over his arm, drawing his thigh back to his chest as he set his other foot flat on the mattress as he spread himself open and vulnerable for Raylan. ]

Stop dawdling. [ He purred. ] I've waited six years for you, cowboy.