Eliot let his eyes close. The hand at the back of her head moved, fingers playing with her hair. His other hand slid up her back, fingers drifting along her spine. If she took time to notice, she would easily see that he was aroused. He drew his uninjured leg up to try and hide it.
He didn't really expect things to go much further than kissing, for a number of reasons. He hadn't really even though it would go so far as kissing. Not that he minded; he wouldn't mind if things went quite a bit further, but Candy was a friend of Sam's and...well. Eliot wasn't really thinking about Sam, just then.