Harry choked a sound against Draco’s lips, the added closeness of the embrace making it so easy to stay. Of the three piece lounge set, Harry had only replaced the couch, offering a wide and comfortable seat, and it was hard to justify moving to the bedroom beside the fact that Harry selfishly wanted Draco there.<br/>He barely broke the kiss to speak.<br/>“Darling,” he praised into the pulse point beneath Draco’s ear, placing a kiss there before straightening his posture slightly, his cheeks already flushed with anticipation.<br/>The intimacy of the petname was, however, immediately undercut by the way Harry shifted his hold on Draco’s wand holster, tugging at waistband, an encouragement to get up. “Let’s go upstairs.”