He'd read about this, seen it in movies, but it was a little hard to believe that it was happening to him. He was running on instinct now, parting his lips and letting Ellie's tongue invade his mouth in the most delicious way.
He leaned back, against the armchair, and boldly pulled Ellie into his lap before pulling away slightly. "Dunno what to do with my hands," he muttered sheepishly. "I don't want to get slapped, but..." He bit his lip as his eyes flicked down to her chest involuntarily.