When Lindsey caught her face she looked into his eyes, for a moment fear showing, she was used to being held still, but usually there were shots to go with it, this... This was alien to her. Though she didn't fight him. Sherry prided herself on that one at least.

When he drew closer she moaned into the kiss. His lips were softer than she would have thought, slid her arms around him, part of her wanting more of it.

She could feel Eliot's arms move over her's, but didn't stop him. Her eyes fluttered closed, she wasn't going to break the kiss unless he did.