The place Raju's got his mouth had jumped underneath it, sudden and involuntary, when Francis hiccuped; Raju stops sucking at the skin there to turn his face against it, laughing, grip looser now on Francis' arse. Raju's laugh is low and fond even while Raju is certainly laughing at Francis, and he presses a gentle kiss to the spot under his mouth before looking up.

"You sound frustrated again," he points out, grinning. "Problem?"