The coiling of Raylan's body in orgasm, followed by the fevered pace resuming shorted out Malcolm's mind for a moment before it did the same to his body, sticky warmth spreading where they were pressed together as he gasped and let his head fall back against the tiles again, panting a breathless "don't drop me" as he held on to Raylan for dear life.

It was a moment before he could manage to get his feet even shakily back on the floor and he lifted his head to press a tender kiss to Raylan's mouth.