Along with Draco's kiss to his jaw Harry needed little convincing, belofre allowing himself to be pulled back into bed. Following Draco's proximity, Harry turned to properly catch Draco's lips in a proper kiss, however brief it might have been.<br/>"I'll quit my job," Harry muttered, still too close to Draco. Though a toothy smile grew upon his face, there was nothing but truth in his voice. In that moment, work was the furthest thing from his mind.<br/>The smile still in his movements, Harry pressed his face to Draco's neck, trailing shameless kisses down the other's pulsepoints.<br/>"For you?" he said between kisses, tipping his head back in order to catch the soft skin under Draco's jaw in another, slower kiss. Yet again, Harry smiled. "Anything."