Neil puts his mouth back to work and, well, he's not saying 'no' to that. And it's perfect, the way he takes him in his mouth, the way he writhes against the sheets, his body eager for touch. Harry touches him, gently but encouragingly. He groans as it quickly becomes a little too much.

He initiates another break by lifting Neil's chin and moving him up a little. "It's been a while, yeah?" he says with a lopsided smile, asking a little understanding. "And I'd like to do a bit more than just this. Sit back against the pillows," he says quietly, a gentle demand.