*lets out a soft little oof! as you slam him against the door and, although he was initially wary, any doubt is quickly dispelled at the crush of your lips to his* *wraps both strong arms around you, holding you tight against his body and kisses you back, managing to mumble your name (because it is you), wrapping it around his tongue and yours* Ehtello. Oh. Don't be doing that again.
*raises one hand to clutch your hair, to hold you against him so that your forehead is pressed to his, and sighs with obvious relief* *after a moment* You taste like cherries.