"Oh," Neil sighs as Harry holds his hand in like that. He wiggles his fingers a little, whimpering with pleasure, managing to keep up the lazy touch to Harry's cock as well though it's more distracted than before.

"On my knees," he breathes when he can find the words. A blush works over his cheeks slightly, but it doesn't stop him from licking his lips and squirming. "I...I've done it that way a couple times. Kneeling and grabbing the headboard. Getting it from behind...?"