They had dirt on him too? Cool.

Malcolm enjoyed the almost reckless abandon that Raylan threw himself into him with. It felt like enjoying the last night on Earth. Or the first. It made him feel like the centre of the universe.

"I can..." He hummed into a kiss. "I can make a statement," he confirmed, fumbling Raylan's pants open and pushing them over his hips before running his hands back up his now bare sides and around up and down the smooth expanse of his back.