Raylan was the first person who made Malcolm feel like that kind of scene could be possible for him. That he could grow old with someone and they'd stand beside each other for the rest of their lives. He wanted it more than he'd ever suspected he would.
I love you too. Malcolm could feel his pulse increase when Raylan looked at him like that. Every time Raylan looked at him like that since the first time.
He glanced at the brand new bed, then looked up at Raylan, his hands sliding down his chest to his waistband to pull his shirts out of his pants, pushing them both up at once to reach smooth skin in their wake.
"How are you feeling about trying that out?" he said once the shirts had come over Raylan's head, tilting his own head towards the bed as he tossed the shirts aside. "Our bed," he clarified with a wide smile. "If we really like it, maybe we'll bring it to Florida."
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I love you too. Malcolm could feel his pulse increase when Raylan looked at him like that. Every time Raylan looked at him like that since the first time.
He glanced at the brand new bed, then looked up at Raylan, his hands sliding down his chest to his waistband to pull his shirts out of his pants, pushing them both up at once to reach smooth skin in their wake.
"How are you feeling about trying that out?" he said once the shirts had come over Raylan's head, tilting his own head towards the bed as he tossed the shirts aside. "Our bed," he clarified with a wide smile. "If we really like it, maybe we'll bring it to Florida."