He just holds them both there like that for a while, looking down at him. Keeping still on the dance floor. Luckily enough, he's huge enough to where most would give them a wide berth. Perfect for buying time to do stupid, regretful things.

"Don't want to."

And it's the truth, despite the intoxication.

"Didn't ever want to."

As, yes. He is going to tilt his head down to press another one of those heated kisses against his partner's face.