Malcolm Bright

Malcolm wasn't accustomed to being described as 'strong'. It was implied by Gil sometimes. With most people, the gist was 'clever but mentally frail'.

He watched Raylan's face for a moment, then got up, abandoning about a finger of bourbon and half a bowl of soup to walk around the table and straddle Raylan's lap, sliding his arms around the Marshal's neck and pressing a lingering kiss to his mouth before burying his face in the crook of his neck.

"Here's another choice of mine," he murmured into Raylan's skin.