With absolutely no objection, Harry allowed himself to be pulled onto the bed, kneeling between Draco's legs. In a movement still urged on by Draco's touch, Harry leaned further forwards to finally catch Draco's lips in another kiss, one hand cupping Draco's jaw while his other supported his shift of position.<br/>However hungry the kiss might have been, Harry didn't allow either of them to linger upon it. Having broken the kiss, Harry's lips ventured down Draco's throat and bared collarbones, planting a kiss every couple of inches, before completely abandoning the other's skin. Once again straightening his posture, Harry gripped the fabric of his costume, desperate to get the last remaining articles of clothing.