"Yes."

He twisted slightly and got into his bedside drawer, pulling out lube and dropping it onto the bed. He had a box of condoms in there as well, one he'd bought at some point or another but never really used because he still didn't see much point to them. There was no risk of pregnancy, and he was healthy, and the people he fucked were healthy. So he shut the drawer again and settled back down.

Cheekily, he smiled. He grabbed the lube and slicked his own fingers, watching Harry watching him as he slipped a finger in with a quiet groan.