Malachi ran his hand under the robe, edging his hand upwards slowly. She didn't seem to want to back way, so he went with it. He just did it slowly, watching for any sign of dislike.
He thought for a moment, leading forward and kissing her neck as he did. When he pulled back, he smiled. "Most of them are purist pricks and socialist snobs which is why I sort of left the wizarding society for awhile," he said with a shrug. "I would help you and Truth - get ahead or not, but mostly I just want to help you both be happy. We don't need their approve as you well know." He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "Beautiful, I hate to tell you, but I'll never be high society again. Never." He grinned at her, laughter dancing in his eyes at the idea.