All of the sudden, the tease tipped over the edge, making Harry’s ears burn with embarrassment. The chokehold Draco had on him was absolutely pitiful, suddenly able to hear it in the smugness of Draco’s voice and words.<br/>“Fuck off,” Harry dismissed, face flushed but unable to entirely keep a smile entirely off of his lips.<br/>Hand finally gaining purpose, Harry pushed at Draco’s hip, desperate to regain any footing in their conversation; even if all Harry really wanted was to leave - or at the very least shut the door.<br/>Some of it must have shown when Harry met Draco’s eye, the harshness of his words and movements negated by the flush of desire and adoration. Harry cocked his head, unable to maintain eye contact for long, though the smile remained audible in his voice. “Get back to work, Malfoy.”