It was hard to say whether it was the feeling of Draco's hand carding through his hair, or the almost distant crinkle of the leather seats underneath Draco as he too shifted, that served to bring Harry back to reality Fact of he matter was, Harry found himself struggling to breath<br/>When Draco had inched closer, Harry's own hand had dipped from the nape of Draco's neck to the curved between the other's shoulder blades. Not knowing how else to catch his breath, Harry yet again leaned out of the kiss. Though his hand withdrew, too, it only shifted around to Draco's upper arm.<br/>When he, once again, came at a distance from the other that allowed him to fully take the other, and their general situation, in, Harry almost asked the driver to turn around. Draco, especially now, looked painfully beautiful and the realisation that he would have to feign interest in the other suddenly became dauntingly easy.<br/>Not knowing what to say, Harry just silently parted his lips.