Raju's laugh is deep and all breath, most of his focus going to the movements of his hands and everything that he's feeling there. "Then you'll have even more to make up for, won't you?" His searching hand finds what it's looking for as he finishes saying it and explores the landscape there with its fingertips. He can only be so careful when he can't see what he's doing, and he wouldn't be in the mood to be careful anyway except that it might get to Francis more thoroughly if he was.

His hand moves down and up again, their cocks sliding sideways against one another in his grip, and Raju shudders, in his chest and shoulders and breath, all shaking for an instant against Francis. The hand around Francis' sack twitches. "How do you feel now, Francis?" he breathes. "Like dropping me?"