That's part of the lovemaking, Harley: slow and deep. To him, she's perfect. He knows how imperfect both of them really are, but when they're like this, she's perfect in his eyes.

Malcolm kisses her deeply before he starts thrusting into her. He holds on to her ass for traction as sets the pace. Eventually he'll pick up speed, but for now they're going to enjoy the feeling of each other's bodies.

"My Harley," he murmurs.