The softness of Draco'a delayed addition sent a shiver down Harry's spine, yet, in lieu of a proper response, all he managed was a coughed chuckle; overwhelmed.<br/>In all honesty, Deaco's reply was nothing short if ludicrous, or rather, terribly mundane. Despite the softness of Draco's words, Harry could not think if a single thing that woukdn't suit Draco. Regardless, Harry sighed, allowing himself to relish in the  sweetness of their intention.<br/>Shifting beneath Draco's embrace, Harry pushed himself up, creating only enough distance to yet again turn further towards Draco, placing a grinned kiss to Draco's sternum.<br/>"Do I bring you down to Earth?" he spoke between another few kisses, scattered lazily across the skin within reach. Despite the slight tease in Harry's voice, there was an almost grntle honesty to him, doing his best not to shy away from the compliment, however foreign it might feel.<br/>With that, Harry finally shifted, moving out of the tightness of the embrace, only far enough so that he could steady himself onto his knees. His weight supported with one hand to the mattress beside Draco's waist, he leaned back over Draco, chasing to replace the intimacy of the broken embrace.<br/>There was a clear smile to both his lips and voice as he leaned in to press a lingering kiss to Draco's jaw.<br/>"I think it suits you, too," he admitted. He placed another kiss to the crook of Draco's neck, but by then he was grinning. "It's humble."