It's slow and gentle, affection that Neil hasn't felt in ages and isn't entirely sure he deserves, but he's trying to appreciate it. Harry's been kind to him in innumerable ways, and Neil's never sure if that means he owes him or that he's just frankly adored. Either. Both.

He lets the gentle touch linger and then slowly tilts his head up to kiss Harry, something sweet and just on the outside of chaste.