Neither Harry couldn't keep himself from grinning. Draco's touches were dizzying and intoxicating, and Harry struggled to keep his mind clear enough to reciprocate the touches.<br/>His fingers had come to an unintentional standstil, and only started moving again when Harry tipped his head to catch Draco's lips in his. The kiss was starved but brief, as it didn't take Harry long to lean out of it.<br/>"Tell me anyway," he urged, the boyish coyness having left his voice. The grin, however, remained, and his hands regained a purpose as his fingers caught the top button of Draco trousers, undoing it without much trouble.