Okay this is- he should break this off. He should- he could- he needs to but there's hands in his hair and a mouth on his and Mal's kissing back and that noise just- hits him in the pit of his stomach in the best worst way. His hands scrabble up from Mal's knees to his hips to his shoulders, reaching for the back where there's the zipper that gets to skin. HE doesn't pull it open yet just- touches. Strokes the skin at the nape of Mal's neck.