His hands moved up and down Eliot's sides, playfully hooking his fingers down into his boxers and teasing along his skin. "Jesus, Eliot, you know how fucking hot you are? I know you can't do anything right now, but as soon as you can..." He nipped all along his throat and up to his jaw.

Suddenly he pulled back slightly, looking down at him carefully. "Oh? And what reason is that?" He smiled, pressing his lips to the top of his head.