Draco hummed and nodded at that, trying not to think about the tattoos, or the placement of them. Merlin, this man was going to be the end of him. He started swirling the wine around again, using the distraction to not reach out and touching the tattoos on his arms. Watching the ink stretch over Harry's skin, and move with him was extremely enticing.<br/>"No, I did not." He took a sip from his wine. "I got my first one when I moved out of the manor," he said with a shrug. His mum had nearly gotten a heart attack, and he was certain that had his father not been in Azkaban, then he would have disowned him. Pansy had been a huge fan of it though, and had been very helpful with placements for new piercings. And also at getting him drunk enough to get said piercings. He really needed to stop letting Pansy talk him into things while drunk.<br/>"When did you get all rebellious, and decided to get tattoos?"