Harry shifted his weight onto one side, allowing for Draco to settle into the embrace without the heavy weight of Harry's arm across him. When Draco relaxed, Harry did in part.<br/>With a chuckle, Harry's arm resettled around Draco, pleased beyond word as his fingers once again caught the contour of Draco's waist through the covers.<br/>"Lucky," Harry grinned, as he stretched to plant a kiss against Draco's exposed shoulder.<br/>It was hard not to linger. They had taken a lot of big steps in a short amount of time, and yet, what seemed to made Harry's heart jump the most was the easy transition to Draco sleeping without a shirt on.<br/>"Lucky you," he said when his lips left Draco's skin. Harry tipped his head, better meeting Draco's line of sight with a grin. "Lucky me."<br/>Only then did Harry allow himself to properly relax back onto the mattress. Shifting to settle himself for the evening, he withdrew his arm around Draco, only to mirror the embrace all over, this time beneath the covers.<br/>Harry doubted he would ever grow tired of the feeling of Draco's bare skin beneath his fingers. It was already painfully obvious just how quickly he had memorized the dips and points of Draco's ribs and hip, even just through a handful of sleepy embraced before bed.<br/>Tonight, however, the feeling of Draco's bare skin made Harry's heart skip a beat all over.<br/>Harry's eyes had already fluttered shut, yet found himself opening them once more, wanting to look at Draco as his fingers gingerly dipped from Draco's waist to the waistband cutting across his hip.