He wants to be closer. He wants to, it would be alright it would be easy...

Raju bites his lip over his smile, gaze moving up Francis very slowly, taking its time with every part of him. When he reaches Francis' groin he glances up to his face, smile growing, and his own hand moves just a little over sensitive skin. He lets out a hard breath and moves his gaze over the top half of Francis, head to neck, to chest, to stomach, to hips.

"I want to taste your skin," he says, voice rough. "Look how far down that blush goes. I want to mark the rest of your skin that colour, too."