Just as before, Raylan forced down any thought about what was happening. He let the hunger guide him. It had been screaming at him since he'd been dragged out of that trailer, and now he could stop ignoring it. Fingers slid up into Tim's hair, urging his head further to the side. His lips dragged over the delicate skin, inhaling a slow breath. His thumb hooked under the collar of Tim's shirt, tugging it aside, as his lips found a spot that could be easily hidden. Sharp teeth grazed over his slip, but he didn't bite just yet.