Draco's words made Harry frown, his grip on Draco loosening considerable as the other spoke, unsure whether or not it had been implied that he wanted Harry to let go of him completely. The feeling of Draco's forehead against his and the feeling of Draco's breath against his skin was too much, especially knowing it wasn't likely he would get much more than that any time tonight.<br/>"Okay," he said after a silence, that had probably lasted for too long. There wasn't really anything to discuss at that point - nothing else Harry could do or say other than to accept it. He desperately wanted to ask if there was an unspoken<span style="font-style: italic">ever</span>at the end of that sentence, but he figured he would rather not know.<br/>Once again, Harry streched to meet Draco's lips in a kiss, but this stood as a stark contrast to the one Draco had ended. It was soft and brief, and most importantly genuinely affectionate. "It's fine," he breathed when their lips parted.