He snorted, not commenting on the 'dumb before' part. Mal hadn't thought so, but he didn't want to argue that any further. They needed the money. End of discussion.
"All right so you didn't mind it, fair enough," he said, sidestepping the issue. He didn't know why he felt the way that he did - only that he did. When was the last time you even kissed anyone you stupid fuck?
Mal felt himself being turned to face Patrick, and the other wizard's hands were on his body and Mal was reminded when Patrick had given him that neck rub nearly a month ago. And just how good that had been. He was so pathetic, he had even tossed off in the shower when Patrick had left.
His lips twitched in amusement. "Some habits die hard. You're a young man and you're a pain in the arse? That better?" Mal then rolled his eyes. "Well thank fuck for that because I'm not inclined to being divorced a third time."
He breathed in and out slowly, and he could smell Patrick's soapy, clean scent as if the man had showered before arriving. "Like I said, I don't do romance or relationships that involve happily ever after. But that doesn't matter as I'm not going to use you just because I haven't gotten any in-" Mal stopped. "A long time."