Connor shut all the curtains, checking the bathroom, and making sure no sunlight could get in, putting his things down by the bed by the window, looking over as Elizabeth shhut the door. He caught her look, and tilted his head, somewhat confused at her look. He watched her walk towards him, almost as if she were stalking him. 

It was a bit unnerving, as if he were her prey, and then he had to catch himself, or be pushed over as Elizabeth pounced at him. He caught her, stumbling just slightly, and before he could protest, she kissed him perhaps more ferociously than he had kissed her earlier. 

He returned the kiss, and given that he was near the bed, let them fall back onto it, partly because he felt he might fall to the ground weak kneed. His arms went around her without much thought, and shifted just slightly, breathing in through his nose slowly. 

After a minute though he had to pull away, but he did so slightly, with reluctance. His heart was beating fast, and he knew his face would appear flushed.