Mick licks his lips and then he reaches out to pull Len close and kiss him hard again. He isn't sure what he wants to say, all he knows is that right now, he wants Len, and Len is all but giving him permission to want him. The kiss is hard and rough and desperate and Mick moves so soon enough Len's pinned between him and the wall and Mick's kisses are shifting to trail down his neck.

He wanted to take it slow, to give Len time, to give himself time. But now he just wants this and he doesn't want to stop, but he forces himself to at least pause, one hand on Len's hip as he pulls back enough to look at him. "This ok?"