His hand had moved from the back of Eliot's neck to tangle in his hair, moaning softly into the man's mouth. He was breathless as well and he smiled for a moment before groaning and letting his head fall back against the pillow.

"Not really. I mean, I don't think you're up for anything just yet. We could just keep doing this though..." He kissed him again, briefly this time. "I'm sure you can handle kissing, yeah?"