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He could only hum short sounds at each of Malcolm's kiss, hands slipping around and up Malcolm's back while the other secured him against Raylan at the waist. Yeah, they'd make it, but it would suck.

Hazel eyes focused on Malcolm's face as he pulled back and the further he got, the stronger the urge to shake his head that Raylan caved too before Malcolm got too far into it.

"No. It's probably better if you don't. I came to help, not add more crap to your plate." He wanted to end this on the highest note that he could and one hand came back up to grip Malcolm's neck gently. "If you slept like anyone else, I'd slip out then, but that escape route isn't a viable option," he murmured before pulling Malcolm down into a kiss. "I've still got an hour, but not much else and I plan on taking advantage of it," he said, kissing Malcolm again more deeply than before as his off hand fisted into the back of Malcolm's otherwise pressed shirt.