Jayde responded to the kiss immediately, answering it with an almost drunken sort of passion as his hand came up to grip Harlan's hair. Too soon though, it ended. He grunted low, his eyes ablaze when Harlan spoke. Whatever softness he might have seen in Harlan's eyes meant nothing right now. Maybe later he might analyze the meaning of it.

"I don't care about that. I just want you." Voice low, he stepped away from the door, pushing both of them toward the bed. There was no stopping this need now. No matter how they did it would quench this thirst that his job left inside. As their legs bumped into the bed's frame again, he tilted his head to kiss Harlan deeply again. A half second later, he sent them tumbling down onto the bed, more than ready to do as Harlan said and get it over with. Otherwise, he might really break down and reveal how unsettled he felt.