While their conversation didn’t really need further discussion for it to be considered complete, Harry still thought Draco’s response to be humorously brief.<br/>It made another chuckle escape Harry, struck by the possibility that Draco might have taken his request as a demand. The sound never fully left Harry’s lips, choked by the warmth of Draco’s kisses on his neck.<br/>Though not keen on interrupting Draco, both Harry’s hands left his hips to instead cup Draco’s jaw, urging him to straighten his posture far enough for them to look at each other.<br/>There was still an easy smile on Harry’s lips, a remnant of a laugh. “You’re still beautiful, though.”<br/>Harry’s smile widened boyishly, for once drunk on Draco rather than on wine. Despite wanting them to pace themselves back into something that might be more comfortable for Draco, Harry’s hands still slipped from Draco’s jaw to his shoulders, letting his hands trail down Draco’s spine.<br/>A crooked grin made the corner of Harry’s mouth quirk. He was certain Draco hadn’t allowed himself to relish in the compliment the first time Harry had said it. “That point still stands.”