It was hot and the moans around his length made him moan around Malcolm's in kind, hands running up and around his hips as Raylan swallowed him deeply, tongue wrapping around it as he swallowed, working his throat muscles. It wasn't cheating to use some of the things he'd learned, right?

If Malcolm had any plans on trying to pull away to spare Raylan something, he'd find it hard with the Marshal's fingers gripping into him.