Neil moans softly around him. He’s grateful for the practice he’s had at this, having come a long way since the boy who only barely knew what to do with someone else’s cock. He plays with him a bit, stroking what isn’t in his mouth and gently squeezing his balls before trying to take more, trying to take it all. He’s still not good at that, but he enjoys trying. Especially with the way Harry breathes raggedly and touches him.