Raju's prepared for it this time. Still, his hips buck and squirm and he lays panting, openmouthed. His legs try to pull Francis a little closer as his hips squirm again, looking for friction, breath shuddering at the feeling of Francis against him. "You have to try this," he breathes shakily and laughs a little, giddy. "I'm not going to..."

It's embarrassing but it's true, so he makes himself warn Francis, and feels his cheeks reddening. "Ah, to last much longer. I think. If there's something else you said you wanted to do..." In spite of the complaint in his tone, Raju's grinning as he looks up at Francis. He can't help it. He doesn't think he could be doing anything else now if he'd tried.