Harry experienced a whirlwind of emotions within the fraction of a second, getting to feel both lost and found. The rejection hit him like a punch in the gut, a desperate feeling of confusion, regret and embarrassment, making him feel like, for the first time in the passing week, he had severely misinterpreted Draco’s intention. However, a surge of adrenaline was quick to replace it, injected straight into his bloodstream by a kiss to his pulse point.<br/>Once again being asked for his placid, unoccupied compliance was nearly enough for Harry to protest, restless anticipation having already been building in his fingertips throughout the entire duration of Draco’s test.<br/>“Draco,” Harry pleaded for him to reconsider, though it was difficult not to let the excitement bleed through into his touch as he allowed his hands to be moved, instead gripping at the fabric covering Draco’s sides.<br/>Any further complaint died on his lips when Draco undid his trousers, making his breath catch in his throat.<br/><br/>__________<br/><br/><br/>Harry had found himself completely unable to continue his workday in any way that was productive, much less so sat at the desk Draco had gotten him off on. Draco had once again rejected Harry’s attempt to reciprocate, leaving him feeling riled and unresolved; somehow, even more so having witnessed how easily Draco had delved back into his work.<br/>The workday had felt incredibly long.<br/>Dinner had been more civilized, but no less affected with a growing sense of anticipation. The conversation they sustained felt pointless to Harry, other things preoccupying his attention. He suspected Draco knew so, giving the conversation an unmistakably juvenile air. It had a grin ghosting on Harry’s lips.<br/>As he spoke, Harry absentmindedly flipped the unused knife Coote had offered them for their pasta dinner. His attention was more so on Draco than on the point he was making.<br/>“So yeah, that’ll be tomorrow at three,” he reiterated on his point, having at the bare minimum been arsed to read his mail today, called to a meeting with Robards. “It didn’t ask for you to participate, but I’ll let you know if that changes.”