Francis moves Raju's leg up and over his hip, around them, locking the two of them together. Raju's smile grows, delighted at the movement, the feeling, and bends his leg to ensure Francis stays exactly where he is. "Mm," he agrees, voice low, and winds an arm around Francis' neck. "As high up as we could go. The very top, with the world stretched out beneath us."

Would that have been possible? Definitely not. But possible isn't really a factor for Raju right now, feeling this way. Between the rush of the chase up and down the trees, and Francis, and the way his leg around Francis' waist is stirring something fiery underneath the happiness, Raju could do anything at all.