For once, the first response in his head isn’t ‘what if it’s not?’. A watery smile that’s only verging on the edge of happy tears meets Raylan’s declaration and he kisses him fiercely.

He brushes his nose against Raylan’s jaw, then rolls to reach for the far restraint.

“I’m going to use one,” he decides. He looks at Raylan over his shoulder as he buckles it. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he explains, before shifting position and reaching for him with his free hand. “Come here.”