Eliot tried to kiss Dean back but was distracted by the kiss on his shoulder again. Damn, but that area was sensitive. It wasn't so bad when he touched it, so it must have something to do with this bond of theirs.

His smile faltered slightly when he saw Dean glance to the clock then stated his question.

"Better before you asked," Eliot sighed, looking too towards the lengthening shadows in the room. Evening had sneaked up on them and he had to get ready soon. Since it looked like Dean wasn't moving, Eliot sat up.

"I better get ready."