Once done he'll gladly take the whiskey and sip it, reaching to set the cup down on the bedside table to pace himself a bit. He'll settle in once more when Raylan returns with a washcloth and makes himself comfortable by his side. He lays back on his stomach and rests his head on the pillow watching his lover fondly and spreading his thighs a little to let him work. There's a low hum at the soft attentions.
"Mmn, we're all a bit spoiled." He sighs, "You spoil me as well."
Glancing up from his work, Raylan lifts his eyebrows playfully. "I was raised as a gentleman, and while you're no lady, you deserve just as much, if not more." He bends down and presses a kiss to James's chest, then another, then another, working hand dipping into crevasses and the curve of where ass met thigh to make sure it was clean before tossing the cloth away with not even a glance to where it had been tossed.
Raylan lays his hand down as a cushion for his chin as he looks up at James.
"I got a feelin' this isn't gonna be the last time we do this. I want you to feel good about it. I want you to feel good. Taken care of." He wants to take care of James.
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"Mmn, we're all a bit spoiled." He sighs, "You spoil me as well."
Do we wanna let this one go?
Raylan lays his hand down as a cushion for his chin as he looks up at James.
"I got a feelin' this isn't gonna be the last time we do this. I want you to feel good about it. I want you to feel good. Taken care of." He wants to take care of James.