With an almost theatrical flourish, Harry gasped. He was almost giddy with love and unable to fully ground himself in what was actually a big milestone for them; He, however, found that the kiss would have made him gasp regardless. The following inhale got stuck in his throat, making his breath go shaky.<br/>"You want me to leave this?" Harry said, the shakiness of his breath having been replaced with a laugh. Fighting against all instincts, Harry straightened his posture; the hand that had cradled Draco's neck now resting beside his waist, supporting his weight as he still leaned halfway over Draco.<br/>Though his smile remained, a frown ghosted across his features as a twitch between his brows. "In favor for work?"