Sean sucks in a harsh breath, hips jerking forward at her touch as he kisses her, desperate and rough no matter how he tries to keep on top of everything. "Let 'em," he mutters lowly, and while he's pretty sure that doesn't actually make all that much sense within whatever context they had going, he also doesn't care in the slightest as he kisses her again and pushes them both back down to the floor, one arm out to catch his weight. He barely gives either of them time to settle before he's positioning himself to slowly enter her, still not wanting to rush anything, but also thoroughly sick of dragging this part out. He's not made of stone.