Malcolm Bright

"Good craftsmanship," he replied, no less heavy of breath. With an exhaled 'Oh', Raylan rested his forehead on Malcolm's shoulder for a moment before pulling his hips back enough to withdraw before leaning the weight of his hips back down.

"Good purchase. Should definitely come with us to Florida."

After another second, Raylan rolled over onto his side and uncuffed the closest hand. "You okay?"