The sudden forward motion of Francis' hips earns him a quick shaky inhale from Raju and he ducks his head over Francis' shoulder, breathing. "Mm," he hums as he straightens again, expression considering as if he has to think carefully over Francis' proposed exchange. Letting go now for pleasure in a minute... He thinks over it. His feet slip out from the puddle of clothes at his ankles very slowly, trying to hold Francis' gaze to keep him from looking down and noticing it. Then Raju pinches sharply at the soft flesh under one of his hands and jumps back in the direction of the bedroom, just out of range of easy retaliation unless Francis follows, and watches him expectantly, cheeks starting to hurt from his grin. Of course Raju is going in that direction, to lead him there or follow him or be chased, but there's no reason not to make a game out of it on the way.