Raylan hums a note into the kiss, pleased at the agreement and the way Flint didn't hesitate in kissing him so sweetly. The remarks leave Raylan smiling as he shifts, pulling his arm out of the way before it could be pinned underneath and turns a little himself with halting motions.

"Probably two or three lifetimes, an' we still got a long way to go," he only half jokes as he lifts and rearranges the blanket before laying himself down carefully on Flint's chest, slowly relaxing his weight into it to make sure his ribs weren't going to give him any complaints that he wasn't expecting. A second later, Raylan's leg was tucking up over James, free hand and arm draped along the free side of him with as heavy a sigh as he and his sated, agonized body could give.

"I'm gonna end up droolin' on you and I apologize in advance." But it was said with a curl of a smile as his thumb brushed back and forth a few times. James had a strong heartbeat and Raylan had forgotten how good it was to hear one like a drum under him.