When Francis turns his head toward him Raju stills, the trail his mouth had been forging up Francis' jaw having done what it'd been meant to. So Raju feels their noses brushing, lets the moment settle only looking at him, close enough that he goes a little crosseyed trying it. His smile is warm and satisfied, but still: "We'll see," Raju challenges him. "The next time you get frustrated I'm going to tease you, and we'll see how much of it you want to give me then."

Then he moves for a quick kiss to the tip of Francis' long nose, and settles close to look at him again. "Your eyes are magnificent this close," he notes, the arm under him rubbing its thumb back and forth over Francis' shoulder while his other hand brushes its fingertips up and down Francis' side again. "I was at your thighs before, but I like looking too much to go back down there yet."

All the same, he can feel goosepimples rising again the longer they're still. Easier to notice the chill now that Francis' frustrations seem resolved. It's warmer underneath the blanket than it was, but tucked up around the headboard out of their way like it is the warmest thing is Francis with the body heat he puts off like a furnace. Raju shifts his body close to press against him while they decide what to do next, shivering a little.