Everything could mean anything, now. It certainly means Francis' body, its shape and its softness, its strength and its vulnerability. It means Raju reddening all that skin however he likes, and holding Francis after. It means he'd be the one stepping in when Francis is unsteady to hold him up. Raju wants it. He can feel it in his chest, and in the blood rushing to his cock, how much he wants it.

"I will," he says, completely confident that it's true, no matter what else it means. "Do you turn that colour every time? Or is it showing yourself to me, now?"