He stole a kiss while he worked but once Malcolm was cleaned, Raylan pitched the rag towards the bathroom, wincing a little at the wet sound that it made when it hit the doors. "I hope you're paying extra for housekeeping," he chuckled, before turning back, one leg draping over Malcolm's as he turned his attention back to the man in his arms with a deep and satisfied breath. relishing the hand lazily combing through his hair.

"Maybe it's good we're forced to take things slow, we might never leave the house otherwise."