Raylan paid no attention to their positions beyond the proximity of his mouth to Tim's throat. The very brief window that he had to pull away so they could shift was far too long. In his haste to reclaim it, his knee ended up pressed to the bed between Tim's thighs, intimately close. But he didn't seem to notice or care. One hand planted against the bed beside the deputy's head, the other rested on the other side of his neck, just as it had been before.