Raylan knew what this feeling was, this he was familiar with and Malcolm wasn't pulling away..
"I've only ever been good at two things. Shootin' and.."
Shit He couldn't think, clear by the fact that he was leaning in with slow tentative intent and dark eyes to steal up Malcolm's lips. If his other hand hadn't been full, it would have been in the equation, but as it was, it was full and he wasn't going to drop the box so haphazardly. Not when could be the one thing to keep his hands busy if the impulse went south.
After a few long seconds, Raylan broke the kiss with an unevenly heavy breath, eyes wide and unsure. "That was- I'm.."
Sorry? Was he? His head was spinning a little too much to know and there was a sense about him that tensely suggested he might scamper away at any second. It had felt very similar to kissing a woman but with a whole host of fears and insecurities that he'd looked at in the eye before.
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"I've only ever been good at two things. Shootin' and.."
Shit He couldn't think, clear by the fact that he was leaning in with slow tentative intent and dark eyes to steal up Malcolm's lips. If his other hand hadn't been full, it would have been in the equation, but as it was, it was full and he wasn't going to drop the box so haphazardly. Not when could be the one thing to keep his hands busy if the impulse went south.
After a few long seconds, Raylan broke the kiss with an unevenly heavy breath, eyes wide and unsure. "That was- I'm.."
Sorry? Was he? His head was spinning a little too much to know and there was a sense about him that tensely suggested he might scamper away at any second. It had felt very similar to kissing a woman but with a whole host of fears and insecurities that he'd looked at in the eye before.