The room was slowly filled with the sounds of Raylan's uneven breathing, breath hitching as Malcolm starts to take him more deeply. He was sure Malcolm had done this before; he knew what he was doing and Raylan tried to keep himself from moving too much, resisting the urge to lift into that warm velvet. He was, after all, a greedy man who didn't want this to end too soon.

No, he did not expect that this was going to be all - he planned on gently pounding Malcolm into the mattress.